#pierre saint

[kilfeur]

"Si l'enfer est éternel alors le paradis est un leurre." ce passage, je l'apprécie surtout le duo chantant entre Anais Delva qui était la première voix d'Elsa dans la reine des neiges. Et Fily Keita connu pour sa voix de Clover dans Totally Spies ou bien Amber dans Invincible.

Bien que la voix de Leovanie Raud pour Sera m'a un peu perturbé vu que c'est la voix de Zubeia dans the dragon prince, une série que je regarde. Quand à Adam ouais c'est un connard mais la performance d'Emmanuel Curtil compense même si en vrai c'est le genre de perso que j'aime détester. Enfin Lute qui est doublé par Kelly Marot, qui a doublé Claire Redfiled dans RE2 voir Nami. Une voix aussi que j'apprécie et je crois que de mémoire c'est la première fois que je l'entends chanter tout comme Fily Keita

"If hell is eternal, then heaven is a lure." I especially like this line and the singing duet between Anais Delva, who was the first voice of Elsa in Frozen. And Fily Keita, known for her voice as Clover in Totally Spies or Amber in Invincible.

Although Leovanie Raud's voice for Sera confused me a bit, since she's the voice of Zubeia in The Dragon Prince, a series I watch. As for Adam, yeah, he's an asshole, but Emmanuel Curtil's performance makes up for it, although in truth he's the kind of character I love to hate. Finally, Lute is dubbed by Kelly Marot, who dubbed Claire Redfiled in RE2 and Nami. I like her voice too, and I think this is the first time I've heard her sing, just like Fily Keita.

[zombilenium]

"Cliffhanger"

Abandoned villa, Chemin du Raidillon, Saint-Pierre-en-Port, France

[venustapolis]

Diana the Huntress (Gaston Casimir Saint-Pierre, 1860)

[amirasainz]

What about reader is a team principal of a team and every driver and there girlfriend are obsessed with her?

Hahaha, omg this is so funny.

Enjoy reading and send some requests!!!

-xoxo

Obvious

The world of Formula 1 was unforgiving, relentless, and absolutely cutthroat. But there was one anomaly in the paddock that no one could quite figure out: Y/N, the 22-year-old team principal of McLaren. Her rapid rise to the top was a story everyone whispered about, but no one dared to challenge.

She was brilliant, tenacious, and had an air of authority that made her presence impossible to ignore. But what truly set her apart was the way she unknowingly had every driver—and their girlfriends—wrapped around her finger. They were utterly, hopelessly obsessed with her, and Y/N remained blissfully unaware, thinking it was just the normal way people treated their boss.

Exhibit 1: Dinner with George and Carmen

It was a rare off-day between races, and Y/N found herself in London at George’s request. The Mercedes driver had insisted on taking her out to dinner with his girlfriend Carmen joining them.

“I’m glad you agreed to come, Y/N,” George smiled as he pulled out a chair for her. “You’ve been working way too hard.”

Carmen leaned in, her eyes sparkling with admiration. “Yes, you need to relax sometimes. You’re always so busy.”

Y/N chuckled, feeling a bit flustered by their attention. “Thanks, guys, but it’s all part of the job, right? I mean, this season has been crazy.”

George leaned closer, casually placing his hand on the back of her chair, his fingers brushing against her shoulder. “You’re the youngest team principal in F1 history, Y/N. You’re allowed to take a break now and then. Let us take care of you tonight.”

Carmen nodded in agreement, her hand gently squeezing Y/N’s arm. “We wouldn’t want you burning out, would we?”

Y/N smiled, feeling a warmth that she couldn’t quite place. “You guys are too sweet. I’m just trying to keep up, you know?”

The dinner passed with easy laughter and conversation, and Y/N was too busy enjoying herself to notice how both George and Carmen kept finding excuses to touch her—a hand on her arm here, a brush of fingers there. It was as if they couldn’t bear to be too far away from her.

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Exhibit 2: A Mallorcan Escape with Carlos and Rebecca

The invitation had been impossible to refuse. Carlos had insisted on whisking Y/N away to Mallorca for a weekend of sun, relaxation, and good company. Rebecca was there too, constantly checking in to make sure Y/N was enjoying herself.

“This place is incredible,” Y/N said as she stepped out onto the balcony of their luxury villa, the Mediterranean Sea sparkling in the distance.

Carlos grinned, his hand resting comfortably on her lower back as he guided her to the sun lounger. “You deserve a break, Y/N. You’re always taking care of everyone else.”

Rebecca handed Y/N a cold drink, her smile warm and sincere. “Exactly. It’s our turn to look after you.”

Y/N blushed, sipping the drink as she looked out at the waves. “You guys are too nice. Honestly, I’m fine.”

Carlos laughed, sitting down beside her and casually resting his arm across the back of her chair, his fingers lightly grazing her shoulder. “Nice has nothing to do with it, Y/N. We just really enjoy spending time with you.”

Rebecca nodded, her hand resting on Y/N’s knee in a gesture that was both comforting and possessive. “We wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Y/N just smiled, thinking how lucky she was to have friends like them, completely missing the way both Carlos and Rebecca watched her every move with an intensity that went far beyond simple friendship.

---

Exhibit 3: Shopping Spree with Pierre and Kika

Y/N had never been a big shopper, but when Pierre and Kika insisted on a shopping trip in Milan, she couldn’t say no. The day was a blur of designer stores, laughter, and playful teasing.

“You’d look amazing in this,” Kika said, holding up a sleek black dress against Y/N.

Pierre nodded in agreement, his hand resting comfortably on Y/N’s waist as he leaned in to inspect the dress. “Try it on. We’re not leaving until you do.”

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully. “You guys are relentless. I’m supposed to be the boss, remember?”

Pierre smirked, giving her a light nudge toward the dressing room. “Not today, Y/N. Today, you’re our princess.”

Kika giggled, grabbing Y/N’s hand and dragging her along. “Exactly. And our princess needs a new wardrobe.”

Y/N couldn’t help but laugh as she tried on outfit after outfit, completely unaware of the way Pierre’s eyes lingered on her every time she emerged from the dressing room, or how Kika’s hand never left hers for long.

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Exhibit 4: Movie Night with Max and Kelly

It was a cozy night in Monaco, and Max had convinced Y/N to come over for a low-key movie night. Kelly had made popcorn, and the three of them were snuggled up on the couch.

“You’ve been working too hard again,” Kelly said, her voice soft as she adjusted the blanket around Y/N’s shoulders. “You need to relax.”

Max nodded, his arm stretched along the back of the couch, his fingers gently playing with the ends of Y/N’s hair. “Yeah, you need to slow down sometimes. You’re making us all look bad.”

Y/N laughed, pulling the blanket tighter around herself. “Oh, please. You guys are the ones driving the cars at insane speeds every weekend.”

Max grinned, his hand dropping to rest on her shoulder, squeezing lightly. “And you’re the one making all the tough calls. That’s way more stressful.”

Kelly leaned in closer, her head resting lightly against Y/N’s. “We’re just glad you’re here. We love spending time with you.”

Y/N smiled, thinking how comforting it was to have Max and Kelly around. She missed the way Max’s thumb traced circles on her shoulder and the way Kelly’s fingers intertwined with hers under the blanket, as if they were afraid to let her go.

---

Exhibit 5: Yacht Day with Charles and Alexandra

When Charles invited Y/N out on his yacht, she thought it would be a casual day in the sun. But from the moment she stepped on board, she realized she was in for something far more luxurious.

“This is… wow,” Y/N breathed, taking in the sight of the pristine white yacht against the crystal blue waters of the French Riviera.

Charles smiled, his hand lingering on the small of her back as he guided her to a sunbed. “Only the best for our favorite team principal.”

Alexandra appeared with drinks, offering one to Y/N with a bright smile. “You deserve this, Y/N. You never take time for yourself.”

Y/N settled onto the sunbed, feeling the warmth of the sun and the company of her friends. “You guys are always spoiling me. I’m really not that special.”

Charles chuckled, leaning back beside her, his leg brushing against hers. “Oh, but you are, Y/N. You’re the heart of the paddock.”

Alexandra nodded in agreement, her hand resting comfortably on Y/N’s as they basked in the sun. “And we all adore you.”

Y/N blushed, not quite understanding why they were always so kind, but grateful all the same.

---

Exhibit 6: Golfing with Alex and Lily

Golf wasn’t Y/N’s sport, but when Alex and Lily insisted on a day out on the greens, she couldn’t say no. The trio laughed their way through the course, with Alex playfully showing Y/N how to swing properly, his hands guiding hers.

“You’ve got this, Y/N,” Alex said, his chest pressed against her back as he adjusted her stance. “Just focus.”

Y/N laughed, her cheeks flushed from the proximity. “You make it look so easy.”

Lily watched them with a knowing smile, resting her hand on Y/N’s shoulder. “You’ll get the hang of it. You’re already a pro at everything else.”

Y/N shook her head, trying to concentrate as Alex’s touch sent an unexpected thrill through her. “You guys are way too nice to me.”

Alex and Lily exchanged a look, one that Y/N missed entirely as she tried to focus on her swing. They were both addicted to her presence, to the way she brightened every room she walked into.

---

As the season went on, Y/N continued to be the center of attention in ways she never quite understood. Every driver and their partners found excuses to spend time with her, to touch her, to keep her close. And though she often felt overwhelmed by their affection, she chalked it up to just having great friends in the paddock.

But to everyone else, it was clear: Y/N wasn’t just a team principal. She was the object of an unspoken obsession, the one person they all couldn’t bear to be without. And whether she realized it or not, they were all just a little bit in love with her.

[rue-isabelle]

Aphrodite of Formula 1

Yn had never imagined working as Toto’s personal assistant would put her in the spotlight. Her days were filled with managing schedules, coordinating meetings, and ensuring the smooth running of the Mercedes team. She loved her job—it was busy yet calm, a perfect balance for her. But what she didn’t realize was how much her presence had captivated the entire Formula 1 paddock.

She was beautiful, yes, but it wasn’t just her looks. Yn was gentle, intelligent, and kindhearted, with an easygoing demeanor that made her magnetic to everyone she met. Her ability to handle pressure while keeping a warm smile never went unnoticed—especially by the drivers.

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Charles and Alexandra

Charles leaned against the wall of the Mercedes hospitality, watching Yn chat animatedly with Toto. His lips curved into a soft smile as he took in her laughter, the way her eyes sparkled with genuine interest in every conversation.

Alexandra stood nearby, fuming. “I don’t get it,” she muttered under her breath.

“What’s that?” Charles asked, not looking at her.

Alexandra crossed her arms. “What’s so special about her? She’s just… Toto’s assistant.”

Charles finally turned to face her, his smile gone. “Don’t talk about Yn like that.” His tone was sharp, protective.

Alexandra blinked in surprise. “I didn’t mean anything by it, I’m just saying—”

“She’s kind, she’s smart, and she doesn’t need to try. She’s perfect just the way she is. She isnt.tge one.getting jealous about every tiny thing. And to be honest, she is a better person than you will ever be. At least she doesn't use me for fame and my name. She would never be a gold digger and has never done anything to you. You are the one acting fragile and shy, while we both know you are just jealous. Yn has always been a sweetheart to you and i wont let you talk liek that to her.” Charles said firmly.

Alexandra felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. She had tried everything to mimic Yn’s effortless grace, from her style to her mannerisms, but it only made her feel more inadequate. The problem was that she didn't have Yn big heart and good soul.

Charles sighed and walked away, disappointed to call her his girlfriend, leaving Alexandra standing there, humiliated. Her cheeks were a deep shade of red. Some people nearby were giving her dirty looks. She glanced back at Yn, who was now walking towards the drivers’ paddock, blissfully unaware of the tension she had caused.

---

Carlos and Rebecca

Rebecca wasn’t blind. She could see the way Carlos’s eyes followed Yn every time she entered the room. He would light up like a kid in a candy store, his usually suave demeanor crumbling into something boyish and endearing. Sometimes, he would even beg his cousin to take a picture of Yn, just so he could see her every day. She was his wallpaper on his phone after all.

“Carlos,” Rebecca said one evening as they sat in their hotel room.

“Hmm?” he murmured distractedly, scrolling through his phone, looking at Yn Instagram. Oh, how he wished to be there right now. He was the one sending her flowers every week, paying her rent, and sending her random gifts.

“You’re in love with Yn, aren’t you?”

Carlos froze, his thumb hovering over the screen. “What? No! I mean… she’s great, but—”

Rebecca laughed softly, cutting him off. “It’s okay. I get it.”

Carlos looked at her, guilt written all over his face. “Rebecca, I—”

She shook her head. “Honestly, I don’t blame you. Yn is… amazing.” Her voice softened as she spoke.

Rebecca’s thoughts drifted for a moment, imagining herself with Yn, walking down an aisle, just the two of them in some intimate, fairy-tale wedding. She could see it in front of her, their beach house in Malibu. They would go shopping every day, she would dress Yn in the finest clothes. She could imagine Yn pregnant, carrying their child. She would kiss her breathless, lead her into their bedroom and...

She snapped back to reality and cleared her throat. “I’m not mad. I just wish…”

“Wish what?” Carlos asked cautiously.

Rebecca didn’t answer. Instead, she turned away, her mind swirling with thoughts of Yn’s gentle smile. Oh, how she wished to finally leave Carlos. She played often with the thought about breaking up with Carlos and running away. Oh, what a beautiful dream, a life without Carlos obsession over Yn, while she obsesses over her.

---

Max and Kelly

Max was leaning against the Red Bull garage, trying—and failing—to look casual as Yn walked by. Kelly noticed the way his entire demeanor changed when Yn was around. It was infuriating.

“Max,” Kelly said sharply.

He tore his gaze away from Yn and looked at Kelly. “What?”

“You’re staring at her again.”

Max frowned. “I wasn’t—”

“You were.” Kelly’s voice was bitter. “You act like she’s the only person in the world when she’s here.”

“She’s nice,” Max said defensively. “And she works hard. What’s wrong with that?”

Kelly scoffed. “You’re obsessed with her. Everyone is.”

Max didn’t deny it. Instead, he looked back towards Yn, who was now chatting with George and Oscar. “It’s not like she’s trying to get anyone’s attention. That’s what makes her… different.”

Better, was what he was thinking. There were so many moments where Max knew Kelly was just using him for his fame and that he could be a father to Penelope. He told everyone the age difference didn't matter, but it did. He felt like he was in a relationship with his own mother.

Kelly’s jealousy bubbled over, but she bit her tongue, knowing any outburst would only make Max more defensive. Oh, how she wanted that little disease called Yn to vanish forever from her life.

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Oscar and Lily

Oscar was shy by nature, and his crush on Yn only amplified it. He could barely string a sentence together when she was around, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red whenever she smiled at him.

“You should talk to her,” Lily said encouragingly.

Oscar shook his head furiously. “I can’t. What would I even say?”

“Anything! Just be yourself,” Lily said with a laugh. “She’d probably find it adorable.”

Oscar groaned. “Lily, she’s way out of my league.”

“Everyone feels that way about her,” Lily said, rolling her eyes. “But she doesn’t act like it. That’s why everyone loves her. Including me, by the way.”

Oscar’s eyes widened. “Wait, what?”

Lily grinned. “What? I can’t appreciate Yn too?”

---

George and Carmen

Carmen adored Yn like a little sister. She often invited her to lunch, bought her small gifts, and even shared personal stories about her relationship with George.

“She’s like family,” Carmen said one evening as she and George prepared for a gala.

George forced a smile, adjusting his tie in the mirror. “Yeah… family.”

Carmen didn’t notice the wistful look in his eyes or the way he always seemed to find excuses to spend more time with Yn. The way he always had to walk up those stairs behind her, to make sure she didn't trip (and to admire her ass). Or his need to always show her how to do every training workout right (imaging her sweaty skin underneath his rough palm for a different scenario)

“You should invite Yn to the gala,” Carmen suggested. “I think she’d enjoy it.”

George’s heart skipped a beat. “You think so?”

“Of course! I’ll text her now,” Carmen said cheerfully. Oh, how excited she was to see her baby again. Her beautiful innocent angle.

George nodded, hiding the turmoil inside. He loved Carmen deeply, but Yn… Yn had a way of making the world seem brighter.

---

Pierre and Kika

Kika and Pierre didn’t hide their admiration for Yn. They often joked about being in a polyamorous relationship with her, though there was a hint of seriousness in their laughter.

“She’s perfect,” Kika said one evening as they lounged in their hotel room.

Pierre grinned. “I know. But don’t get any ideas—she’s mine.”

Kika raised an eyebrow. “Yours? I don’t think so. If anything, she’d pick me.” Deep down, she wished Yn would pick them over anything.

Pierre laughed, shaking his head. “We’ll see about that.” Hoping, to one day call this woman their wife.

Despite their playful rivalry, they both knew Yn was oblivious to their feelings—and to everyone else’s, for that matter.

They didn't need to talk about the things they imagined doing with her. If it could just be easier.

---

Yn hummed to herself as she sorted through some paperwork in Toto’s office. She loved the quiet moments when she could focus on her tasks, unaware of the chaos she caused outside her bubble.

When Toto walked in, he raised an eyebrow. “You’re always so calm. It’s impressive, considering how much you have to deal with.”

Yn smiled. “I like keeping busy. It makes the day go by faster.”

Toto chuckled. “You’re something else, Yn. Don’t ever change.”

She didn’t notice the knowing look Toto gave her or the way the drivers seemed to hover outside the door, hoping for a chance to talk to her. To Yn, it was just another day at work—a job she genuinely loved, with people she genuinely cared about.

Little did she know, the entire grid worshipped her.

Part 2. Part 3

[maureen2musings]

Arche De Port Blanc Roche Percée

Elise Goy

[charlotteking23]

Drunken loyalty - MV1/33

Max Verstappen x reader

Summary: Max gets drunk at a party and mistakes his girlfriend for a random girl but makes it up to you in more ways than one.

Warning: pure fluff, that's it🩷

Today Max is a 4 time world champion, something you couldn't believe till you saw his car on the final lap. You couldn't keep the tears at bay from seeing Max jump out of the car and run to his team.

You watched him hug everyone till he reached you, pulling you by the waist before you kissed him as best as you could with the helmet.

You and Max have only dated for a year, this is the first time you see him win a world champion in real life. Seeing him kiss the trophy before bringing it in the air showing everyone he had won it again.

After the interviews and the podium, you went to see Max only to find him surrounded by the Paparazzi and media.

Max saw you before opening his arms for a hug, you flung yourself in his embrace as he spun you around like one of those Disney princesses.

"I am so proud of you, Maxie," you said as you kissed him furiously cupping his cheeks as his hands found your waist.

Tonight was a night to celebrate, to party till it was 4:00 a.m. if you can handle that.

You wore a beautiful black dress, with gold jewelry, YSL high heels, and a Chanel purse gifted by Max.

As you walked in, immediately you could feel everyone's eyes on you and Max as you walked towards the VIP area. Some of the drivers were already drunk and partying.

The DJ was none other than Lando Norris alongside Carlos Sainz up at the DJ booth.

Max ordered a gin and tonic and your favorite drink before taking you toward the middle of the club, dancing with you.

The drinks and music flowed heavily upon hearing Lando invite Max to celebrate his victory onstage. You mostly hung out with Kika, Perre Gasly's girlfriend, and Alexandra, Charles Leclerc's girlfriend.

The girls and you talked, took pictures, and danced the night away. Kika, you and Alex were on the dance floor having fun.

You tried to look for Max, but couldn't see among the mass of people. You finally saw Max surrounded by the grid drinking and laughing so carefree.

"Maxie, do you want to come dance with me," You smiled at him grabbing his free hand to come dance.

But he remains stoic only looking at you before pushing your hand away from his.

"get away from me and don't touch me again", Max coldly said even though Max's voice was drowned by the loud music you could still hear him.

You were surprised he refused your touch, You tried again to reach him but he grabbed your wrist painfully squeezing it, hurting you.

"I told you to stop bothering me, I have a girlfriend!", Max shouted angrily before releasing your wrist and going towards his friends.

You almost wanted to cry but realized Max was drunk and couldn't tell who you were and mistook you for some random girl. I mean at least you know he is loyal to you even when he is drunk.

You walked away towards the girls, not really in the mood for dancing before sitting down at one of the booths sipping your drink and scrolling through your phone while listening to the girl's gossip.

You saw Max had left a text and you opened it to see him drunkenly complaining about some random girl bothering him and touching him.

amused by the fact you were the random girl and how funny he texts when he's drunk. You pretend to be angry saying you hope to not see the lady or she was in trouble.

You laughed silently upon reading the messages from him reassuring you that everything was fine and he sent the lady away embarrassed.

You could only smile upon reading the text messages before standing up to find your Max.

Looking around you spotted Max at the back of the club laughing at something Daniel had said. You rushed over before hugging Max behind his back tightly. Max had looked behind him startled but smiled only to see you behind him

"Hi pretty girl," Max said fully turning around as he hugged you back swaying you both back and forth.

"Hi Maxie," You said watching Daniel walk away before closing your eyes in contentment to be back in your lover's arms.

"I hope that girl doesn't come back and try to take you away from me", You smiled laughing at your joke.

"Don't worry pretty girl, She isn't gonna come near us," Max reassuringly said in your ear before lightly kissing your temple.

"Maxie, I have to tell you something...," You said trying to add the suspense of the secret.

"Hmm, What is it? Max said looking down at you his hands still on your waist as your hands found the back of his neck lightly playing with his hair.

"That random girl...was me," You said laughing at his shocked expression.

"Huh?...I am so sorry pretty girl did I hurt you", His face was written in guilt as he took your wrist cautiously looking for any damages.

"It's okay Maxie, you didn't know", You smiled trying to show Max you were okay.

Max gathered your arms in a hug whispering, in your ear how sorry he was lightly massaging your hip. it felt like an eternity before you and Max finally let go of each other.

You both decided it was enough partying for tonight before telling all your friends goodnight and walking out.

As you both walked, the weather seemed to have got colder. You shivered rubbing your arms trying to gain some warmth, it didn't take long for Max to notice before he wrapped his coat around your shoulders to keep you warm.

Max also insisted he takes your purse for him to carry, grabbing your hand in the process and intertwining them together.

You were surprised to see the amount of media and fans still waiting for the drivers, looking down at your phone it read 2:00 a.m.

You both walked towards the car, once in a while being stopped as Max took some pictures with his fans.

As you both finally left the club and now on the road heading home, you leaned on the rest space between you and Max your hand under your chin.

"Maxie, I kinda glad you didn't recognize me and pushed me away when you were drunk", You smiled leaning closer to him as you felt his hand on your thigh.

"Why, pretty girl,?" Max said pushing his hand further up your thigh while the other hand gripping the steering wheel.

"Because I know now you are loyal to me even when you are drunk", You giggled softly, seeing Max smile at you.

You guys finally made it to your apartment, seeing Max open the door for you like a princess. You both walk up to the apartment before entering the door.

As you closed the door, You felt Max pinned you up on the wall one hand by your head and the other resting on your waist.

You look up at Max, staring into his blue eyes as he stares back into yours. Your hands find his biceps, squeezing them a little.

"The things you do to me, pretty girl", Max groaned before he started kissing you.

You kissed back just as passionately, your hands finding his hair and tugging at it. You felt one of Max's hands tap you on the thigh indicating you to jump.

Max carried you to your shared bedroom without breaking the kiss before moving on to your neck making sure to leave a hickey.

Max shut the door before laying you gently on the bed. You watched him take off your heels, kissing both of your ankles. He stood up before kissing you again, leading to a steamy makeout session and more.

I am taking requests so pls send me any!

[lewisvinga]

formula one ( poly ) masterlist

main masterlist

driver x reader x wag,

charles leclerc x reader x alexandra saint mleux

both of them !

not the same !

fashion help !

alex albon x reader x lily muni he

ultimate wag !

my favorite girls !

my shot !

l.o.v.e !

business proposal !

don’t judge a book by its cover !

george russell x reader x carmen mundt

who is she ?

my wags !

pierre gasly x reader x francisca gomes

masterplan !

oscar piastri x reader x lily zneimer

jealousy !

toto wolff x reader x susie wolff

Dios mío !

daniel ricciardo x reader x heidi berger

a misunderstanding !

driver x reader x driver,

charles leclerc x reader x pierre gasly

me n my dumbasses !

max verstappen x reader x daniel ricciardo

fuck it !

poly recs<3

[maplesyrupsainz]

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polyamory masterlist <3

my master masterlist

social media au

mmf ->

charles leclerc x max verstappen x reader

slut!

in which you and your boyfriend get a new boyfriend and everyone gets confused, or in which no one considers polyamory before branding you a slut

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charles leclerc x lando norris x reader

make you mine

in which you never censor yourself online but your boys wouldn't change you for the world

love language

in which your boyfriends love languages seem to be polar opposites

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charles leclerc x daniel ricciardo x reader

a slut for being in love -> fourple

in which your highly unconventional relationship is finally out to the world 🌍

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

charles leclerc x pierre gasly x reader

coming soon

ffm ->

charles leclerc x alexandra saint mleux x reader

third wheel

in which you and your girlfriend have to keep yourselves entertained whilst your boyfriend is busy with work

opposites attract

in which no one actually believes your new partners could actually like you

espresso

in which both of your partners always show up to support you no matter what <3

the outside

in which you begin to notice you're on the outside looking in

down bad

in which you begin to notice you're on the outside looking in until someone else sweeps you off your feet

peas in a pod

in which alexandra brings you home with her for summer break and the next thing you know…

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

pierre gasly x kika gomes x reader

feels like

in which you meet the loves of ur life in the form of ur brother's best friend and his girlfriend

we were in paris

in which it takes the world a while to understand the type of love you have found 🩷

ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 more coming soon 🤍

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[fangirl-dot-com]

🎉The Eras Tour - 3k Special

Note: Thank you all so much for being so patient with me as I've been going through some writers block. I hope this is all you've been waiting for! It's time to say hello to an old friend ☺️

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“What are you doing?” 

Arthur jumped and slammed his laptop shut when a voice sounded right next to his ear. He placed a hand on his heart as he turned to look behind him. He rolled his eyes once he saw who it was. 

“Did you have to scare me like that? Mon Dieu.” 

Max crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. 

“You didn’t answer my question.” 

The Monegasque narrowed his eyes. “What are you doing in my brother’s house?” 

Max blinked. “You changed the subject.” 

Arthur huffed, knowing that he wouldn’t be getting a straight answer anytime soon. “If you have to know, I am looking for a birthday present for my girlfriend.” 

The Dutchman’s eyes widened. “Her birthday isn’t for another few months though, right?” 

Arthur nodded his head. “Oui. But it lands on a race weekend again. I didn’t get to spend much time with her last year, so I wanted to make this year special. I don’t think she’ll mind if we do something early.” 

Max reached over and grabbed a chair. The chair dragged on the tile as he brought it closer to the table. He sat down and leaned his elbows on his knees, leaning forward to see the computer better. 

“What are you doing?” 

Max looked up at Arthur. “I’m going to help. I already have my idea for her birthday, but maybe we can conjoin them?” 

“Are we talking about gosse’s birthday?”

Arthur let out a groan. “Yes Charles. I was looking for a present for my girlfriend.” 

Charles, who was eating a bowl of cereal, walked closer to the desk. “I think I was just going to go with another gift card. She has too many pairs of Crocs.” 

Max snorted. “And whose fault is that?” 

The Ferrari driver scoffed. “How was I supposed to know that everyone else got her the exact same pair.” 

The younger Monegasque rubbed his eyes. “Can we please get back to the subject, or I’m never going to find the right gift. Max, what did you get her?”

The Dutchman pulled out his phone from his pocket and opened an image. “Porsche came out with a Lightning McQueen styled car. I was going to rent it for her or see if I could get it on a loan.” 

Arthur’s head thumped on the desk with a whine. “How can I top that?” 

Max felt a bit bad at the dejected man. “I’m sure you can come up with something. What are her interests?” 

A sigh came out of Arthur’s lips. “Cars, Formula 1, Top Gear, Texas, Cars 2.” 

Charles snorted. “Maybe let’s go away from the cars and her day job.” 

Max thought for a moment. “What about a spa day? Girls like spas, right?” 

Charles made a face. “Gosse isn’t like that though. What if we all went karting with Sebastian.” 

“But you said no to job and car related things. She has her own karting place inside her house, Charlie.” 

“What if we went to a movie theater. What is showing these days? She mentioned that one actor that she liked.” 

“Oh, Glen Powel in Twisters?” 

“That’s the one.” 

“But it doesn’t come out for another two months.” 

“I don’t see you giving any good ideas, Max.” 

“What about a dog?” 

“She barely takes care of herself. How would a dog work when she’s gone almost the full the year?” 

Arthur’s head suddenly shot up, making Max and Charles jump at the abruptness. His hands flew to his laptop, opening the screen. He typed a few things before yelling. 

“That’s it!” 

Max peered at the screen. “Taylor Swift tickets?” 

“Why are you three talking about Taylor Swift?” 

The three men’s heads turned around quickly. Alex walked into the small office, holding Leo to her chest. The little sausage puppy was contently sleeping in her arms. 

Arthur turned back around to start looking. “Y/n’s birthday is coming up and I needed to get her a gift. And these two,” he pointed to Max and Charles, “are no help.” 

Alex stepped forward and handed Leo to Charles, who immediately started kissing his head. She leaned down next the Arthur’s chair and looked over the screen. 

“Charles, Kika, Pierre, and I are going to the Milan show if you want to join us.” 

“He is?” 

“I am?” 

She rolled her eyes. “I told you this last month.” 

The man with the dog shrugged. “I have learned to just say yes to anything you say, mon amor.” 

Alex straightened and took out her phone. “I can ask for you and Y/n to join us? It shouldn’t be a problem.” 

Arthur looked up at her. “Thank you so so much, Alex.” 

She gave a soft smile. “Anything for my future sister-in-law.” 

Arthur immediately turned away with a blush while Max and Charles squawked behind her. 

“They’re just babies! They can’t get married! They’re not even engaged!”

“Nuh-uh, kid is not getting married until she is 35. No way.” 

The only response was the clicking of Arthur’s computer. Both older drivers peered at him. 

Max pressed a finger to Arthur’s shoulder. “You’re not getting married anytime soon, right?” 

The Monegasque felt trapped under the stares of both drivers. His mind immediately went to the small velvet box in the bottom of one of his shoes back at your shared flat. So, he did what any sane person would do. He stood up quickly, grabbed his laptop, and made his way to the door. 

“That is a great question, Max. But I really have to go, uh, walk my fish and vacuum the front lawn! Alex, can you text me the details for the concert? Thank you so much!” 

The slam of the door told the three that the younger was long gone. 

Charles, who was still holding a now squirming Leo, had a confused look on his face. “They don’t have a fish.” 

“And they don’t have a front lawn.” 

“You two are idiots,” Alex mentioned as she made her way out of the office. 

Arthur sighed when he got in his car. A ping from his phone made him look at it. He smiled at his lockscreen, which was a picture of the two of you from your first win in Monza last year. His thumb swiped his phone open to see the text was details from Alex. 

After replying, he put the car into drive and headed back to your apartment. He knew that you were probably asleep, so he quietly opened the door to your apartment. When he reached the bedroom, he was correct about you sleeping when he got there. 

He kicked off his shoes and gently climbed into bed behind you. When he wrapped his arms around your middle, you gently rolled over into the embrace. 

“Hi,” you murmured sleepily. 

Arthur placed a kiss to your forehead. “Hello, mon ange. Did you have a nice nap?” 

You nodded against his chest. “Very warm and snuggly. Where were you?” 

“At Charles’s. Max was there.” 

You hummed. “Of course he was. What were you doing there?” 

The Monegasque sighed against your hair. “We might have been talking about your birthday.” 

A whine escaped your lips as you finally opened your eyes to look at him. Your eyebrows furrowed as you went over the math. 

“But my birthday isn’t until a few months.” 

Arthur nodded his head. “I know. But it’s a race weekend again. I wanted to do something a bit more special than just sing to you in the garage.”

You closed your eyes once more, still a bit sleepy. “I would have been fine with that. As long as Charles doesn’t get me another pair of Crocs, I think I’m fine.” 

A smirk formed on the Monegasque’s face. “So, you’d be fine without a present.” 

You nodded against his chest. “As long as I have you, I’ll be content.”

“So, you want me to tell Alex that you don’t want to go see Taylor Swift.”

Now, Arthur should have been prepared for you to bolt up. However, he didn’t expect the sheer force of the top of your head to hit his nose on the way up. The two of you yelped at the contact. Arthur held his nose while you held your head. 

“Shut up, you did not!” you squealed. 

Arthur winced, pulling his hand back to see if his nose was bleeding. “I did. Ouch chérie, that hurt.” 

You gasped and threw yourself at him. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” 

He smiled as he held you tightly in a hug. Arthur knew that you had wanted to go to a concert, but also knew that you wouldn’t buy the tickets for yourself. You always claimed that other people deserved it more than you since you had met Taylor multiple times. 

“We’re going with Alex, Charles, Pierre, and Kika.” 

“Perfect.” 

“And it’s next weekend.” 

He was ready for the headbutt this time. You looked at him with wide eyes. 

“What are we waiting for? I need to start planning outfits and make friendship bracelets!” 

You quickly unraveled yourself from his arms and ran out of the bedroom door. What you missed was the fond smile on Arthur’s face as he watched you go. If he knew this would make you so happy, he would have taken you to a concert earlier. 

“Arthur! Get your ass in here! We need to go shopping!” 

The man rolled his eyes lovingly as he got off the bed. “Yes, chérie. I’m coming.” 

The Leclerc brothers were down bad for their girlfriends. 

After a full week of going through Pinterest for ideas, bracelets, and outfits, you finally deemed Arthur and yourself concert ready. 

“Bebe, the car is here!” 

You brushed your mascara over your eyelashes one last time before answering, “Coming!” 

You carefully walked down the hallway of the rental flat in your heels. Arthur’s eyes lit up at the sight of your outfit. 

The dark blue made your blond hair and tan skin pop. Was it a bit out there for his taste? He’d have to say yes, because he didn’t want anyone else ogling you at the show. He gave a low whistle, making you blush. You lightly hit him on the shoulder when you reached him.  

“We’re going to be late.” 

You looked over his outfit one last time, making sure that the white stars stayed stuck on the navy suitcoat. 

Arthur leaned in cheekily. “And whose fault would that be, mon ange?” 

“Yours.” 

He gawked as you walked right past him out the front door. Arthur blinked a few times before he grabbed your bag that you had left behind. Looking around the room, he made sure that you weren’t forgetting anything else. It was only when the car honked that he made his way outside. 

Now, his brother was one for theatrics, but he wasn’t expecting a limo to be outside the flat. He lovingly rolled his eyes as he clamored down the steps. He opened his door and wasn’t surprised to see you and Alex already next to each other. Arthur sat down to Charles, who was staring at his phone. 

Once the door was closed, the limo took off. You and Alex were in a world of your own, which gave Arthur some time to talk to Charles. 

“Did Max text you?” he murmured. 

Charles nodded. “Oui. He said the car will be parked outside near a back entrance so that fans won’t see it. You two are leaving early? Alex and I are leaving to sit with Joris for the last few songs.” 

“Perfect. We will just leave with you then.”

“What are you two talking about?” you asked with innocent eyes. 

Charles smacked Arthur’s thigh. “He is just telling me that you wanted another pair of Crocs for your birthday.” 

“No, I did not!” 

You snorted as you rolled your eyes. “Sure, babe, sure.” 

Arthur glared at his brother, who was sitting with a smirk on his face. Thankfully, the rest of the short drive was bearable. You stayed cuddled up to Alex, as the two of you were texting Kika as well.  

When the limo stopped, the four of you were led through a different entrance to keep things a bit calmer. But as you as you sat in the little pop-up chair talking to Arthur, a few people had started to notice Charles, and then Alex, and then you and Arthur. 

You giggled as you watched Charles wave his hand around as he tried to direct Pierre and Kika to the seats. 

Your chair creaked as you leaned over to Arthur. “And we have been spotted.” 

Arthur’s eyes flicked around and landed on multiple phones pointed in their direction. He wanted to sigh internally, but this was yours and his life: forever to be sought out and filmed. The Monegasque wanted to reply but you were already out of your seat and leaning over the barriers to take some friendship bracelets. He melted at your excited smile as you handed them some of the ones you made off your arm. 

A few of the girls pointed to him, letting him know that a few of those would end up on his arms by the end of the night. Once you were done, you skipped back to Arthur, wide smile on your face. 

“How do I look?” 

He wanted to snort as you pulled a funny pose, yet he was distracted by how happy you looked. You were close to glowing from your joy. 

He went to answer, but the lights started to dim, making you squeal and turn around. Arthur knew it was time for the concert to start, so he got off his chair to walk to closer to the barrier of the VIP section. His arms wrapped around your middle, and your arms came to rest on his. 

It was about halfway through the concert when you and Arthur went back to the chairs. Before he sat down, he went over to the worker who was on the other side of the little gate. 

“Would you be able to get us some water?” 

The employee quickly shook his head before leaving momentarily. He came back with two bottle of water that were cold with condensation. 

“Merci!” Arthur said as he took the bottles from the man. On his way back to you, he cracked open the lid for easy drinking. He also didn’t want your nails to accidentally chip halfway through the night. 

You smiled brightly as he held the bottle out to you. 

“You’re the best. You know that right?” 

The cool water was refreshing in your mouth after singing for so long. You wiped your mouth, making sure that no water had dripped down on accident. Arthur had pulled out his phone to message Max to make sure that the car would be there, when Taylor rejoined the stage. 

The singer immediately walked up to a bench where a guitar rested against it and sat down. She readjusted her mic before speaking. 

“Hello, Milan!” 

The crowds roared at the greeting, making you giggle. You and Arthur had ventured back to the railing, still holding each other like earlier. 

Taylor laughed, making the crowds quiet down as they waited for her to speak again, anxiously waiting for the surprise song of the night. 

“I heard that one of my friends was here tonight, and I wanted to play something special for her and her boyfriend.” 

You turned around in Arthur’s arms to look at him. He was already grinning wickedly. 

“You did not.” 

He quickly shushed you and spun you back around. His head came down and rested against your forehead, lips dangerously close to your ear. Taylor’s guitar began to play, and Arthur sang next to your ear with Taylor in the background. From above, confetti began to softly fall, almost like snow. 

“Green was the color of the grass, where I used to read at Centennial Park…” 

Your eyes welled up in tears as the mood turned into a quiet and somber atmosphere as the guitar played out what you had dubbed Arthur’s and your song. The tears in your eyes began to stream down your face as Arthur swayed the two of you to the music. 

“And isn’t it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?” 

While you two were wrapped in each other, Alex lightly elbowed Charles. The driver had looked at her with confused eyes before he gazed in your direction. He watched as Arthur gave you a kiss on your forehead, and how your hands tightened around his arms on your middle. His eyes softened at the delicate moment. 

Alex stepped closer to Charles, who wrapped his arm around her shoulder, bringing her into his side. 

She hummed lightly. “Arthur needed her.” 

Charles took one more look at the duo, who had changed positions to where you were now tucked into Arthur’s side. 

“They needed each other.” 

When the song ended, you had to take a second to calm yourself down. Arthur walked you back to the seats where your water bottle sat. You immediately opened it and too giant sips. When you were done, Arthur’s hands came up to your face. His fingers rubbed a bit under your eyes, making you furrow your eyebrows. 

“You had a bit of mascara under your eyes. Wouldn’t want you to look like a raccoon.” 

Your giggles filled the little space between you and him. Once they subsided, you took the chance to really look at Arthur, the man who loved you more than you could ever dream. 

“Thank you for taking me here. It was a nice surprise.” 

You watched as the soft smile on his face grew into a smirk. 

“What do you have planned?” 

“Are you ready to leave?” he shot back.

 You were confused but looked around. Charles and Alex were jumping up and down to the now upbeat song. Pierre and Kika were currently trading bracelets with a few more fans. You then looked back at Arthur and shrugged. 

“We can leave.” 

His face lit up as he grabbed your arm. You thought he would say goodbye to his brother, but he just dragged you out of the section and to the exit. He was laughing as he pulled you along, almost jogging by this point. 

You laughed behind him. “Bebe, my heels can’t keep up with you! And I need to post this really fast!” 

Thankfully, he slowed down enough for you to comfortably walk next to him and finish your Instagram post.

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y/n.89 And isn't it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string tying you to me? Thank you Arthur for the best early birthday present a girl could wish for! J'taime bebe!

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box_box_express that's my f1 point leader!!

y/n&co oh my gosh, I didn't know I needed y/n at the eras tour until now!

swiftontrack my two worlds are colliding 😭

maxverstappen1 has he showed you the surprise yet?

charlesleclerc MAX THEY JUST LEFT!

maxverstappen1 HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW????

formula_delulu THEY PLAYED THEIR SONG I CRIED BECAUSE I THOUGHT OF THEM

y/n.nation the dress EATS ⭐️💙

168133isfamily now I need Oscar at the eras tour now!!

Before you got to the exit, he stopped suddenly and turned around. 

“Are you ready?” 

You were gasping for air just a bit after the fast-paced walking. “I’m always ready for anything with you.” 

Arthur would have gotten down on one knee right then and there if he had the ring. However, Ollie would kill him, along with Lando who wanted to take the engagement pictures. And Max would too, since he technically hasn’t asked for permission, even though Christian gave him the go ahead. 

He took a breath before opening the exit door. You had still been looking at Arthur when your eyes turned away and landed on the red and yellow car. Your hair spun as you whipped back to your boyfriend. 

“Shut up.” 

“I didn’t say anything chérie.” 

“Shut up!” 

You took a few more steps to the sleek red car and whistled low. You stooped to run your hands over the bright yellow decals. 

“Did you do this?” 

Arthur looked a bit guilty. “This is Max’s present, so you’ll have to thank him.” 

Your eyes widened for a moment before you smiled brightly. “What are we waiting for? I’ll drive.” 

Arthur shook his head. “This is your present, I will drive so you can enjoy it.” 

“Arthur?” 

“Yes, mon ange?” 

“I’m driving.” 

“Yes, chérie.” 

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arthur_leclerc safe to say that she is taking this home with her. thank you to maxverstappen1 for making this happen. she says and I quote, "I love you max, never change"

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y/n.nation yeah porsche isn't getting that back

redbullracing I'm guessing we need to do a Lightning McQueen livery now?

liamlawson30 YES PLEASE AND I WANT FREE PRACTICE WHEN IT HAPPENS PLS I BEG 😭😭

maxverstappen1 tell her that I say you're welcome and that I will overtake her in the championship

arthur_leclerc I told her and she responded "no you won't" 😌

maxverstappen1 she made that exact face, didn't she?

athur_leclerc yep.

box_box_express this is so freaking funny 😂

porsche tell her she can keep it! happy birthday to our favorite Red Bull driver!

arthur_leclerc she just screamed

sebastianvettel I AM RIGHT HERE?? I DRIVE FOR YOU??

porsche she's the people's princess? 🤨

sebastianvettel you're right, carry on

y/n&co no one is going to be able to beat max for this present

end note: are you glad I brought kid back? I've missed her a lot, so this was so much fun to write! once again, thank you for being patient!

[escapismsworld]

Burial of Antonin Lains

The Last Kiss

📍Saint Pierre Cemetery, Marseille, France

[maxz-b]

stop what youre doing and think about how funny the ferrari divorce is gonna be in part 16/???

[dannyricsmirrorball]

obsessed • pg10 ੈ✩‧₊˚

ੈ✩‧₊˚ pairings || pierre gasly x girlfriend!reader

ੈ✩‧₊˚ genre || social media au

ੈ✩‧₊˚ summary || inspired by olivia rodrigo’s obsessed. reader is pierre’s new girlfriend who happens to be a pop-star who can’t shake off this obsession she has with his ex.

alt. y/n is obsessed with pierre's ex.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ warning || jealousy? reference to pierre & kika as exes, reader is kind of crazy

ੈ✩‧₊˚ a/n || psa. i love kika so no hate!!!

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yourusername kisses <3

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pierregasly mon amour ❤️

⤷ yourusername mon cœur ❤️

username18 awww i love them sm

username1 last photo is sawr cute

alexandrasaintmleux charles has a picture just like that

⤷ yourusername ofc he does 🙄

⤷ charles_leclerc ?!?

⤷ pierregasly don’t be embarrassed calamari 😉

username73 does she remind anyone else of kika?

⤷ username14 i agree! like her vibes are so similar and even the photos she takes w pierre remind me of kika and pierre

⤷ username36 yeah she’s an international popstar and kika is a glorified influencer… so similar liked by yourusername

⤷ username2 no need to hate on kika, she’s a really popular model but i agree they aren’t the same

⤷ username36 y/n liked my comment?! and then unliked 😭

gracieabrams cutie pie

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f1couxples missing our favourite couple 💔

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username13 they were so perfect why did they have to break up?!

username64 he’s in a relationship!!! get over it, u don’t know these people!

username18 they’ve both moved on lol

username91 everybody moved on… i stayed here

username83 i’m deadddd not y/n accidentally liking 😭

⤷ username77 hahahah this isn’t even the first time like girl u are not beating the stalking pierre’s tags allegations

⤷ username35 i reckon she stalks kika’s tags actually 😭 there’s been times she’s liked kika fan acc posts by accident bahahahah

⤷ username9 she’s so feral,, pierre literally left kika for her and she’s still acting like this

⤷ username61 you’d think she was in love w HER and not pierre

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francisca.cgomes last night 👄

username81 the prettiest girl in the world

username14 y/n lurking in the likes yet again 😭

⤷ username74 aren’t they friends tho?

⤷ username46 i mean pierre broke up w her for y/n so erm idk if kika would call her a friend

⤷ username71 you’d think they’re best friends from how often i see her on kika’s page

username17 pierre fumbled

⤷ username62 he fumbled a baddie for another more unhinged crazier baddie

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f1wagcentral kika talking about y/n on portuguese radio show some time ago - when her and pierre were still together (10/3/2023)

username61 nah her saying jealousy, jealousy is crazy

⤷ username3 why? i’m new to the fandom

⤷ username61 basically jealousy, jealousy is about kika - well allegedly but it’s really obvious

⤷ username3 oh i thought they were good friends when kika and pierre were together?

⤷ username61 well i mean yeah but everyone else could tell that she was in love w pierre (even kika)

username35 forever missing the friendship we could’ve had between these two

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f1wagcentral NEW! ex-wag kika talking about her ex boyfriend, pierre gasly’s current girlfriend, y/n y/l/n’s new album GUTS. (13/1/2024)

username14 kika is better than me bc if my ex left me for his girl best friend he told me not to worry about (that acted like my best friend and wrote songs about me) i would not be this nice

username61 classy girl

username91 i could not be kika bc her situation would ruin y/n’s music for me but like i could not imagine life without it 😭

username2 why are they still asking this poor girl questions abt her ex’s ex?

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yourusername loml

tagged pierregasly

username13 pinterest couple

username63 gagged bc isn’t this the same dress kika wore last week

⤷ username4 yes. yes it is. 😭

pierregasly ❤️

⤷ yourusername ❤️

username35 making me feel single in every way possible

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⤷ alexandrasaintmleux 2nd slide 🥵

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francisca.cgomes reflexões

username81 the prettiest girl ever

alexandrasaintmleux 😍

magui_corceiro lindaaa 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

username46 out of this world

ben_thorne cool girl

carmenmmundt gorgeous ❤️

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yourusername play mirrors by justin timberlake

username18 she’s crazy

username84 no way she just blatantly copied kika 😭😭

⤷ username17 wow mirror selfies how original

⤷ username84 i mean u have to admit it can’t be a coincidence that she posted a post w all mirror selfies even mentioning it in the caption right after kiak did the same thing. but i can’t blame her after everyone keeps rubbing kika and pierre in her face still

pierregasly mon cœur ❤️

⤷ alex_albon mate she’s crazy

⤷ lilymhe but she’s free!

alexandrasaintmleux y/n 😭

⤷ yourusername alex 😛

charles_leclerc HAHAHAHHA

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yourusername love ya london

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username17 my parents frrrr

username83 not sir lewis 💀

lewishamilton 🤣

username91 almost forgot she was a singer bc we’ve been in a music DROUGHT

username73 THIS IS NOT A DRILL Y/N BACK IN THE STUDIO!! 🚨

sabrinacarpenter keen baby 💋👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

pierregasly love ya 😜

⤷ yourusername 😐

pierregasly belle ❤️

pierregasly my pretty gorgeous girlfriend

pierregasly mon amour 🙏

⤷ yourusername no. stop trying.

⤷ pierregasly but you let alex listen?!

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux i’m her wife ofc she let me listen

⤷ pierregasly dégagé

⤷ charles_leclerc stay mad

⤷ pierregasly NO HIM TOO???

⤷ alex_albon when u said alex hope u know that meant both…

⤷ lilymhe and me 😊

⤷ pierregasly wtf.

⤷ charles_leclerc mate i think it’s better for YOU not to listen

username17 omg what do we think the new music is about?! she didn’t let pierre listen but everyone else??? a love song?!

⤷ alex_albon you could call it that i guess…

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yourusername 🔜

username81 i can’t wait any longerrrr

username2 album? ep? single?

⤷ yourusername single 💋💋

⤷ username2 we’ll take what we can get!!!

username62 the song HAS to be a love song she keeps using pics of pierre

⤷ username3 or she’s just that obsessed

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux @yourusername lol

⤷ yourusername lol.

⤷ charles_leclerc HAHHAAHHAHAH

⤷ username3 WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!

francisca.cgomes excited 💗!!!

⤷ yourusername 🤍

⤷ username7 y/n kika interaction in the good year of 2024 🙏

username17 eeee so excited

username65 finally a love song from our queen!

username80 awww can’t wait for a cutsie love song for pierre

alex_albon everyone in the comments is in for a nice surprise

⤷ yourusername 😭

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yourusername obsessed out now on all platforms (+mv) 💋

username71 AHHAHA NO FUCKING WAY

username9 that shit hittttt

francisca.cgomes can’t wait abt to give a listen 🩷

⤷ username81 oh- girl…

⤷ username7 the deleted comment 😭😭

alexandrasaintmleux my unhinged wife 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

charles_leclerc crazy woman

username4 her BLOOD TYPE?!

landonorris banger i reckon

username61 IS SHE GOOD IN BED? girl if u don’t stand tf upppp

username7 all this sleep lost over a french man

pierregasly mon dieu bebe😭

⤷ yourusername i love you 🥰

⤷ pierregasly i love you too…

username16 i get her tho i mean i would also be obsessed w my bf’s ex if she was kika mf gomes

⤷ username7 valid but like also shes y/n mf y/l/n

username81 everyone gagged but this is the same girl who wrote jealousy jealousy allegedly also abt kika 😭😭

⤷ username72 also i feel like her online behaviour very much supports this song…

username27 need someone to make a run down of the lyrics and the irl counterparts

⤷ f1couxples on it 🫡

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pierregasly my crazy baby released a song about how crazy she is for me ❤️

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yourusername crazy for u baby 🥹

⤷ pierregasly my gremlin

charles_leclerc you make her seem so sweet

username61 my guys is loving this

username84 i just know pierre secretly loves that she’s so feral about him

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username73 still need that lyric breakdown

⤷ f1couxples coming up

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f1couxples BREAKDOWN of obsessed by y/n y/l/n

singer-songwriter, y/n y/l/n, the girlfriend of pierre gasly has released a song obsessed that many fans suspect is about the driver’s ex girlfriend - francisca gomes. for context, y/n and pierre are childhood best friends. during the time kika and pierre dated (2022-2023) fans observed y/n’s somewhat jealous behaviour which finally materialised when pierre left kika and after a matter of weeks was seen with his best friend.

here’s a breakdown of some of the lyrics! reminder this is all personal opinion and no hate to anyone involved!

If I told you how much I think about her

You'd think I was in love

And if you knew how much I looked at her pictures

You would think we're best friends

this in general just can be brought down to all the times y/n has been caught accidentally liking fan acc posts of kika or kika&pierre. stalking queen 🫡🫡

'Cause I know her star sign, I know her blood type

in the third picture we have a screenshot from an interview on a popular portuguese radio show. she talks about how y/n did her entire zodiac chart!

She's talented, she's good with kids

random but kika is known for her large family and often posts with her many little cousins and nieces/nephews - especially when she was with pierre (last slide)

She even speaks kindly about me, ha-huh

the third photo is a screenshot from interview kika did in barcelona- she praises y/n and gives many nice comments. there are various other instances where kika says kind words about y/n.

But every time you call my name, I think you mistake me for her

the 5th photo in the carousel is from the 2023 vegas gp, kika’s visibly upset facial expression and the physical distance between the couple is apparently due to a fight they had earlier in the paddock. bystanders and a small audio evidence clip suggest that pierre accidentally called kika ‘y/n’ during their argument - so really pierre actually mistook kika for y/n 😬

You both have moved on, you don't even talk

obviously pierre moved on very quickly with y/n (many believing he broke up with kika just to be with y/n) as well kika has been seen on dates since the break up. additonallu, although the pair still follow eachother and have stated they remain friends- kika and pierre have not liked any posts of the others and haven’t been seen interacting even when kika has visited the paddock.

Is she friends with your friends? Is she good in bed?

as seen in the fourth photo, kika was very good friends with pierre’s friends especially his trainer ben thorne and close friend ilies nadri. as well, all of pierre’s friends still follow kika including charles leclerc.

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first one in awhile! lmk what u think x

[balkanparamo]

Diana, the Huntress, Gaston Casimir Saint-Pierre, 1833-1916, oil on canvas

[amirasainz]

as someone who is currently badly injured, I would love to see Carlos and the drivers+WAG'd reactions to Baby! Sainz getting injured, like a broken bone

i love your writing so much!!! 💗💗

Hi love! I'm so sorry to hear that. I hope you'll be fine again soon. I hope you'll enjoy this little piece for you! 💕 My requests are always open and feedback is very much welcome. -XoXo

The broken arm

You know that moment when terror spreads through your whole body? The voices around you become muffled, and your heart hammers in your chest. You can’t get enough air into your lungs. For one millisecond, you think this is the end. Your hands start to shake, and your body heat seems to drain away. Carlos felt all of this right now. For that brief moment, the world stopped. Everything froze. His eyes remained glued to the floor, which stared right back at him. The color drained from his face. In that fleeting instant, Carlos wished the world would swallow him whole.

When he took his next breath, everything around him sprang back to life. He heard Kika and Alex crying, Oscar and Lewis arguing with the nurse, Lando fainting and falling, Charles taking deep, shuddering breaths, Carmen and George trying to console each other, Lily pacing the floor, Alex staring shell-shocked at the wall, Max rubbing his hands up and down Kelly’s leg, and Pierre cursing in French.

It was all too much. The only thing keeping Carlos from spiraling was Rebecca. She knelt down in front of him and took his face in her hands. “Hey, Carlos. Everything is okay. She’s alright. It’s just a broken arm.” Oh, how his heart broke.

No one would have thought that before 8 p.m., the hospital would be flooded with drivers and WAGs. Why? Because Amira Sainz accidentally slipped down the stairs. And boy, did that hurt. When she was on the floor again, she was surrounded by people. Before anyone could ask her anything, she started crying. That was all it took for the group, including Mamá and Papá Sainz, to rush to the hospital.

When the nurse emerged and informed them that his little sister had broken her arm, chaos erupted. The group’s loud reactions drew plenty of attention, but in their defense, the nurse had just shattered their hearts.

“It’s just a broken arm. She’ll be fine in 4 weeks.”

Four weeks! That couldn’t be right. While the atmosphere outside felt like the onset of an apocalypse, inside Amira’s room, it was surprisingly calm.

Mamá gently stroked Amira’s hair, while Papá held her hand (the uninjured one). “Estás bien, mi princesa. Eres tan valiente en este momento,” Mamá whispered sweetly in her ear. Reyes and Carlos Sr. knew how terrified their daughter was of hospitals, so they both did their best to reassure her.

The kind doctor addressed her."Señorita Amira, in four weeks, everything will be okay again. Just be careful not to get the cast wet.” Carlos Sr. thanked the doctor, and Reyes asked, “Are you ready to go, mi hija?” Amira nodded quickly, and with Papá’s assistance, she hopped down from the bed, still holding his hand. After all, she was his daughter.

As they returned to the entrance, they were met with a crowd of people. Over the next four weeks, Amira was treated like the little princess she truly was.

Carmen and George accompanied her on walks through the park. Charles and Alex visited with Baby Léo. Max shared some silly Red Bull rumors while Kelly gently painted her nails. Yuki prepared meals for her. Lewis pampered her with skincare routines. Alex and Lily joined her for movie nights, watching all her favorite films. Lando engaged in playful games with her. Kika and Pierre exchanged gossip. Oscar, Lily, and she went shopping together. They all did things for her, and she felt immense gratitude.

Yet, her most cherished moments were when Carlos and Rebecca were present. Her brother always cooked her favorite dishes, while Rebecca patiently braided her long hair. During those moments, everything felt calm. “Are you okay, darling?” Rebecca inquired. Amira glanced over her shoulder and quietly replied, “Yes.” Becca smiled, kissed her cheek, and resumed braiding, both of them engrossed in their show. As for Carlos, he relished seeing his two favorite girls bonding. But just as he settled into the scene, an odd smell reached his nose. When he turned around, he discovered the pizza had burned.

"Fuck…."

[rue-isabelle]

Part 1 Part 3

Aphrodite of Formula 1, Part 2

The Monaco paddock was buzzing, but not with the usual pre-race excitement. The drivers were all acting out of character, their girlfriends were growing increasingly frustrated, and the fans were having a field day tracking every move. The reason? Yn, as always, was oblivious to the chaos surrounding her.

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Max and Kelly

Max leaned against a railing near the Mercedes garage, completely engrossed in conversation with Yn. She was telling him about the time she had to coordinate a last-minute team dinner for 30 people, her laughter filling the air as she recounted the chaos.

“You’re incredible,” Max said, shaking his head. “I can’t even organize my own breakfast without someone helping me.”

“It’s just practice,” Yn said modestly.

Kelly, meanwhile, stood outside the paddock, furiously scrolling through her phone. Max had promised to pick her up an hour ago, but there was no sign of him. She stormed into the paddock, her heels clicking furiously against the pavement, until she spotted him.

“Max!” she called sharply.

Max blinked, his attention snapping back to reality. “Kelly?”

“Yes, Kelly!” she spat. “The one you were supposed to pick up an hour ago?”

Yn’s smile faltered. “Oh no, Max, if you need to go—”

“No,” Max said quickly. “It’s fine. She doesn't matter as much as she thinks she does.” He turned back to Yn. “So, you were saying about the dinner?”

Kelly’s jaw dropped. “You’re seriously just going to ignore me?”

“I’ll catch up with you later. Go and be a mom for once,” Max said dismissively, earning an incredulous glare from Kelly as she stomped away.

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Charles and Alexandra

Charles had been in a great mood all day. Why? Yn had laughed at his joke earlier, and the memory had been replaying in his mind ever since. When the day ended, he spotted Yn leaving the paddock and hurried to catch up with her.

“Yn! Do you need a ride?” he asked, his smile wide.

“Oh, that’s sweet of you, but I don’t want to trouble you,” Yn said.

“It’s no trouble at all,” Charles insisted, opening the passenger door of his car.

“Alright, thank you,” Yn said, climbing in.

Meanwhile, Alexandra stood in the paddock, waiting for Charles to take her back to their hotel. A mechanic approached her, not wanting to talk to her but having lost 'rock-paper-scissor' earlier against the others.

“He left,” the mechanic said awkwardly. “With Yn.”

Alexandra’s face turned red with fury. She let out a scream of frustration, startling everyone around her.

“Are you kidding me?!” she shouted. “What is wrong with all of you?! Why does he prefer this stupid bitch over me. I’m the one he should be fucking, not driving this slut home. Oh, she will pay!!”

Phones whipped out, capturing her meltdown as she stormed through the paddock, cursing under her breath.

By the time Alexandra returned to her hotel, videos of her tirade were all over the internet. Fans mocked her relentlessly, calling her a “gold digger” or "the wicked bitch is out again" and posting memes about her jealousy.

Charles, however, didn’t care. Yn had laughed at his joke earlier, and that was all that mattered.

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Pierre and Kika

Pierre handed Yn a beautifully wrapped gift box, his smile warm. “I saw this and thought of you.”

Yn opened the box to find a limited-edition Hermès handbag. Her eyes widened. “Pierre, this is too much! I can’t accept this.”

“Of course you can,” Pierre said. “You deserve it.”

Kika, meanwhile, had been plotting her next move. If Pierre thought a handbag was impressive, she’d go bigger.

The next day, Kika handed Yn a set of car keys.

“What’s this?” Yn asked, confused.

“A Lamborghini,” Kika said proudly. “It’s yours. Matte black, just like I imagined for you.”

Yn stared at the keys, speechless.

Before she could respond, Kika leaned in and kissed her on the lips, letting her tongueget a taste of Yn's sweet mouth. “I hope you like it,” she said with a wink.

Pierre watched the scene unfold, his jaw tightening. “A Lamborghini?” he muttered under his breath.

---

George and Carmen

Yn joined George and Carmen for a rare day off, excited for a relaxed shopping trip. But George had other plans.

As they browsed a boutique, George held up a sleek, form-fitting dress. “Yn, you should try this.”

Yn blinked. “Me? That’s not really my style.”

“It is now,” George said firmly. “You shouldn’t hide your beauty.”

Carmen nodded approvingly. “That’s so thoughtful, George. Always looking out for her.”

Yn reluctantly tried on the dress, emerging from the fitting room. George stepped closer, adjusting the fabric on her chest. He gave her perfect tit's a squeeze, making it look like he was adjusting the area.

“Perfect,” he said softly. His heart was hammering, his hands not wanting to leave her breast. It was only then that he noticed that Yn wasn't wearing a bra. Her peaky nipples winked at him. He softly stroked over them with his thumbs, before catching himself.

Yn laughed. “You’re too much.” She didn't notice anything, to engrossed in her conversation with Carmen.

Carmen, obviously to everything that George just did, smiled, thinking to herself how sweet George was to look out for her pseudo-sister.

---

Oscar and Lily

Oscar was supposed to be taking photos for Lily’s social media, but his camera seemed to have a mind of its own. Every few minutes, it drifted toward Yn, who was seated nearby, absorbed in her work.

“Oscar,” Lily said, tapping her foot. “Hello? I’m over here.”

“Right,” Oscar mumbled, snapping a quick photo of Lily before turning his camera back to Yn.

Lily sighed but didn’t bother protesting. “You’ve got it bad,” she said, shaking her head.

Oscar grinned sheepishly. “She’s just… perfect.”

---

Carlos and Rebecca

Carlos sat in the paddock, scrolling through his phone. His screen was filled with photos of Yn, her smile lighting up every shot. His panst started feeling tighter, his dick fighting to break free from his trousers.

He didn’t notice Rebecca walking up behind him until she leaned over his shoulder.

“Seriously?” Rebecca said, raising an eyebrow. “Did you just popp a boner in public because of a fucking picture?”

Carlos nearly dropped his phone. “I wasn’t—”. He quickly brought his hands in front of his trousers. However, when he made contact with his dick, he couldn't help imagine Yn on her knees for him, making him moan rather loud.

Rebecca just scoffed at him, feeling disgusted that he acted like that towards Yn in public. She looked him up and down, before muttering "Pathetic Pussy" so only Carlos could hear, and left.

That evening, Rebecca found Yn in her hotel room, exhausted. “You need to take better care of yourself, my love,” Rebecca said gently, brushing Yn hair away from her face.

Yn tried to protest, but Rebecca guided her to the bed and began massaging her shoulders. “You’re too kind,” Yn mumbled, her eyes drooping. Slowly, Rebecca brought her hands lower and lower towards her ass, giving it a squeeze and a soft pad, so Yn would stand up.

Rebecca tucked her in, smoothing the blanket over her. “Goodnight,” she whispered, climbing into bed and wrapping her arms around Yn as the big spoon.

Yn, half-asleep, murmured, “Thank you.”

Rebecca smiled. “Anything for you.” Afterwards, while Yn was asleep, he put one hand on Yn book, playing with it. At the same time, she was sucking a hickey carefully on her neck, licking and kissing her neck afterwards.

---

Despite the chaos, Yn remained blissfully unaware of the war raging around her. For her, it was just another busy race weekend. For everyone else, it was a battle to win her heart, no matter the cost.

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