#red bull racing au

[andydrysdalerogers]

Following Team Orders ~ Abu Dhabi

Pairings: Steve Rogers x OFC Olivia Williams

Summary: Olivia Williams is Formula One royalty. Her father is a racing legend and all Liv wants is to be one of only six women in the world to have raced in the most elite racing division in the world. When she finally gets the chance, she has to not only take on a male dominated sport, but her past, her teammate and a life beyond the track that she was not ready for. She just has to follow team orders but what happens when one man challenges her on and off the racing line...

Word Count: 3.5K

A/N: This is it! The last chapter of Following Team Orders. There is an epilogue. Let me know if you want it sooner rather than later. Its been a joy to write this and I'm super sad its over. ~ A.D.R.

Warnings: A-N-G-S-T!!! eventual smut, slow burn, enemies to lovers, love triangle (if you squint) misogamy, fluff, racing accidents, an asshole Steve Rogers (you'll see what i mean); parental death

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Series MasterList - Main Masterlist

Andy Barber has never been a smug man.  He was loyal and humble, working hard to be the best principle leader in F1. Sure, it was hard to leave his son Jacob during the school year but his ex-wife made sure he was taken care of.  He was only proud when his son and his crew did well.  

Except today.  

Today, Andy was a smug little shit as he watched Lloyd Hansen squirm like the little weasel he is. The dirtbag has been a pain in Andy’s ass since he stole his way into his principalship with Mercedes away from Levinson three years ago.  It really was a shame.  Ari was a four-time world champion and knew his way around the tracks. Mercedes may have won with Hansen at the helm, but their integrity was ruined.  

“Mr. Hansen,” the FIA official, Coulson, started, “we have some questions for you concerning video presented to us by Red Bull Racing.”  

Lloyd looked like a trapped cat, eyes darting back and forth from official to Andy to Drysdale.  He was looking for a way out. His heart stopped when security was at each door.  He stood up straight and looked at Andy.  “I’m sure that Mr. Sunshine here has something that is completely false.”  

Andy smiled.  “I thought you might say that.”  He pulled out the tablet and hit play, spinning the screen around so Ransom and Lloyd could see.  

“Well, the car is here,” Ransom said, looking it over. “Any idea on what to do to it?” 

“We need it to fire and run like normal in the beginning.”  Lloyd looked around and found a screwdriver.  He uncovered a panel and pulled a hose. “So, what I’m thinking is to poke a hole in the fuel line and cover it with cheap tape. It’ll fire but as the race goes on, the tape will melt and fuel will leak.  If we are lucky, the entire engine blows.”  

“Could that kill him?” 

Lloyd shrugs and smiles.  “Do you care?” 

“Not really.” Ransom gave him a devious smile. “I was practicing my fake concern.  We should make sure we wipe down the car for prints.”  

“Finally, you’re thinking with your brain instead of your dick.  Good job, little buddy.”  

“Anyone ever tell you, you’re an asshole?” 

“All the time.” 

“That is so interesting,” Coulson said.  “A formal complaint was filed by Red Bull and Ferrari concerning your actions, Mr. Hansen.  We’ve also contacted the owner of Mercedes and he will be meeting with you and us in a few minutes.  Security will escort you there and your passes have been revoked to all garage and paddock areas.  If you could follow Mr. Odinson, please,” gesturing to the blond security guard.  

Lloyd sneered at Andy. “This isn’t over, Barber. The only reason that little bitch is even racing is because she has her daddy’s name, she has Rogers’s cock in her, and she was Drysdale’s whore. You know it and I know it. She wouldn’t be here, unless you are also tapping that ass.” Lloyd smirked and puffed his chest. “You, that pompous prick and slut princess will not take away all my hard work.  I am Mercedes.”  

Andy didn’t blink.  He reared his arm and punched Lloyd in the face.  Crimson billowed from his nose as Lloyd falls to the ground. “Don’t ever talk about my little girl like that ever again,” Andy growled.  “She may not be my blood, but she is mine and you will do well to remember that. She earned her place here and when she becomes a champion, I hope you get to see it from a cell, serving time for attempted murder.” 

The security guard hauled Lloyd up and took him out while he yelled in pain about needing a Vicodin.  Coulson turned back to Ransom, who had gone pale.  “Mr. Drysdale, concerning your actions...” 

“I never touched the car,” Ransom started. “That was all Lloyd.”  

“We can see that Mr. Drysdale, but you also didn’t say anything.  The FIA directors don’t want an uproar with the fans with the last race of the season coming. Therefore, you are still racing but any award monies, perks, etc, will be void at the end of the season.  If you win, your name will be listed as a champion, with an asterisk.  However, the following season, you will be suspended for the year.”  

“That’s not fair! I didn’t do anything!” 

“You tagged three drivers this year that caused some serious injuries. Then this.  You are lucky that is all that is happening to you.  Mr. Wolff is waiting for you to join them.”  

Ransom glared at Andy. “I will beat him tomorrow, and my name will be in the record books again.”  

Andy smirked. “We’ll see about that. Have fun in that meeting.”  He watched as Ransom’s face fell again and walked away with another security guard to the Mercedes area.  Andy let out a breath and turned to Coulson. “Anything else?” 

“No we just need statements from Adler, Storm, Stark and Barnes about their involvement in the set up. I’m glad that you had a spare car to set up and catch them.  Makes me wonder who else they have tampered with to gain an edge.”  

“I’m just happy that Fury is a conniving son of a bitch who thought of it.” Andy chuckled as he shook his head.  “I need to talk to my drivers and oversee the packing to Abu Dhabi.”  

“Not a problem.  Thank you, Mr. Barber, for your cooperation.”  The men shook hands and Coulson left.  

News coming from the Mercedes camp that principal Lloyd Hansen has been fired effective immediately due to a change of direction within the team.  This is coming from left field as we had not heard of any dissent from the team this year.   

Drivers Ransom Drysdale and Lance Tucker are up for contract negotiations at the end of the season and with Hansen leaving, we’ll have to keep an eye out to see if this will impact negotiations or if the team decides to completely change their drivers.  Especially since Drysdale is still in the hunt for his third consecutive championship as we end our season in Abu Dhabi. He and Steve Rogers are just one point apart, so the winner takes it all in our season finale.  

Olivia has been woken up in different ways in her life. With water by her best friend, by being jumped on by her sister, sweetly by her parents.  But her favorite way is the current way, with Steve currently lapping at her entrance. “Stevie,” she moaned.  

“Morning Doll,” she could feel him smirk as he went back to work. He tasted, teased, took her apart with just his tongue. She squirmed and he pinned her down. “I’m just congratulating you again on your pole.”  

“Stevie, please, I need to cum.”  

“Let go beautiful. I love watching you cum.”  He kept going, wanting to feel her channel clench around his tongue.  

“Need. More,” she panted, crying out when Steve buried two fingers into her. He curled them into her spot, and it sent her flying over the edge.  He worked her through it, slowing down gradually to make the orgasm lasts.  When the tension finally released from her thighs, he kissed her skin until he was between her legs.  He kissed her, knowing she could probably taste herself on his lips.  

He grabbed his cock and swiped through her folds, catching her clit and she jolted. He chuckled before sliding in, watching her face contort with pleasure.  He was slow, letting her feel every ridge, every vein of his cock against her walls but thrusting as deep as he could.  She choked at the force but sighed at the mounting pleasure. Steve began to kiss her neck and behind her ear, knowing it was starting to drive her wild.  

What he wasn’t expecting was for her to flip them over, never letting his cock out of her pussy, and begin to bounce on him.  Her hands ran up her torso, stopping at her nipples and tweaking them, making her moan louder.  “Hey,” Steve exclaimed.  He batted her hand away from her chest.  “Those are mine.”  He thumbed them softly before pinching them hard, causing Liv to wail.  He took one hand off and grabbed her hip to keep her moving.  

He felt the familiar heat flash across his belly, signally his end was coming. “Fuck Liv, Doll, tell me you are close,” Steve pleaded with her.  

“Just let go,” she panted as she sped up her hips.  

“Baby, not before you,” he growled.  He got both hands on her hips and pulled her down hard and he thrusted up, making Liv see stars.  She cried out from the sinful pleasure as the coil in her belly coiled even more tightly.  “Just. Let. Go,” he growled, punctuating with a hard thrust up on each word.  Liv was lost, sobbing as her orgasm washing through her, gripping him tightly.  She sagged forward, Steve quick to catch her to slow her fall onto his chest.  Just a couple more snaps and he was done, his cum flooding her, making her warm from the inside.  

The room was silent, bar the pants of breath coming from the couple as they calmed their hearts. Steve looked down his chest to see his favorite brown eyes looking back at him.  “I’d say that’s the best way to start the season finale, don’t you think?” 

Liv giggled as she pressed a kiss to his sweaty chest.  “Couldn’t agree more, love.” He was still in her, leaving her feel satisfied and full until her phone rang.  She groaned at the sound and Steve chuckled, moving carefully to reach for it.  

“It’s Andy.”  

She grumbled at the interruption but didn’t allow Steve to pull out.  She gave him a wicked grin and answered.  “There had better be a good reason for calling so early, Boss.”  

“You’re wake up call is in 30 Olivia, don’t sass me.  And don’t roll your eyes,” as she proceeded to roll them.  

“You are worse than my dad sometimes.” She swiveled her hips slightly, make Steve close his eyes and clench his jaw to keep from moaning.   

“I love you too.  I need you to come down and meet with the officials again for about ten minutes.  They need a statement about Drysdale for his case.”  

Liv sighed.  “Alone?” She bit her lip as Steve grazed her clit with his thumb. 

“I’ll be there but yes.  They need to speak to Rogers alone as well right after you.”  

“Fine, I’ll shower and dress. But I want coffee.”  

Andy chuckled. “Will have it ready.”  He hung up and Liv looked at Steve.  

“We have to give statements about Ransom. Separately.” She sighed. “I guess you have to get out of me now, which by the way, I now hate the feeling of you pulling out.” She sat up on his lap.  

“Trust me, I know the feeling.  I like you keeping me warm.”  He jutted his hips up slightly, hearing her gasp at the fact that he was still half hard in her. “So, let’s shower.”  He sat up and grasped her hips.  She giggled as she wrapped her legs around him and he carried them into the shower.  “No reason to separate just yet.”  

As Steve walked into his own interview with the officials, Liv made her way to the café inside the lobby, looking for a refill on her coffee.  She was in line when a cup was put in front of her.  “Mocha?”  She followed the hand to see Ransom standing next to her, a sad smile on his face.  

“I can get my own,” she replied, turning back to face the line and counter.  

“Please, Livie, I just want to talk,” Ransom pleaded with her.  

Liv rolled her eyes. “Fine, you have two minutes.”  She snatched the cup from his hands and headed to a table in the corner. She sat facing the door to watch for Steve. 

“Have you talked to the FIA?” 

“Yes.”  

Ranson grimaced. “Can I ask about what you said?” 

“The truth. About our relationship and how you asked me to come back.  How I refused.” Liv took a sip to see if Ransom would say anything else. “What is it?  Why can’t you leave me alone?” 

“I just wanted to ask for a chance Liv. I know I messed up.  I know that I ruined what we had but I’ve changed.”  

“You’ve changed?” She scoffed.  “You are exactly the same.  I know you helped your sister get to Steve.  I know that you saw Lloyd try and kill Steve by tampering with his car.  I know that, somehow, you weaseled your way to stay in the race this weekend.”  

“Liv, please.”  

“No! Fuck you,” she seethed. “You broke me when you cheated with those moto-hos. You broke me when I was planning our future and you were flaunting the girls you were with. You are a selfish prick who helped someone try and kill the love of my life.” She was raging but trying to keep her voice low. “I forgive you for the past but not for that.  Please don’t ever speak or approach me again unless it is for work. We are not friends, we will never be lovers again. Good bye Ransom.”  

She pushed out of her seat and dumped the coffee in the trash.  Steve was standing in the entry way, having seen Liv with Ransom. “Everything ok?” 

She ran into his arms and buried her face into his chest. “I told him to fuck off and never speak to me again unless it was for work.” She looked up at him. “As I don’t have a ride for next year, it shouldn’t be a problem.  I’ll be your cheerleader not a driver.”  

Steve smiled softly.  “Ya, you will.”  He kissed her gently. “C’mon beautiful, we got a race to finish.”  

Abu Dhabi was the final race of the season and it was under the night stars. Fitting since it seemed like fate, destiny, whatever you want to call it was calling.  The air was tense as Team Red Bull and Team Mercedes were batting for those final points and declare a champion.  

Liv threw a wrench into the plan by qualifying on pole, Steve and Ransom right behind her.  She knew today, she had to help Steve stay ahead of Ransom so he could earned more points and win his first championship.  As she walked along the garages for the last time as a driver, Liv felt peace.  She had done what she had set out to do.  Win in Formula One.  She didn’t have a ride, that was harsh but she did find love.  A true love that she had studied and read about.  And while their start was unconventional, their ending was just the beginning.  

She walked and waved to the drivers that had become friends.  Charles, Johnny, Chase, Sebastian, Lewis, Max, so many who stood by her during the darkest time of her career.  It wasn’t a forever goodbye, as she planned on traveling with Steve, but it was a farewell to a dream.  

As she approached her garage, a deep timber called out to her.  “Miss Williams?” 

“Yes?” She spun around to see Ari Levinson in front of her.  He was a legend, a four time champion of the sport and the new head of Mercedes after Lloyd was dismissed.  “Mr. Levinson.”  

“Please call me Ari.”  He offered his hand, and she took it.  

“Olivia.”  

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’ve been watching you all season Olivia. You are fantastic.  A champion in the making.”  

Liv blushed.  “Wow, that means a lot, coming from you.  My father was a fan of yours.”  

“I was a fan of his.” He smiled.  “I want to offer you something.”  

“Ok,” she said.  “What is it?” 

“A spot. For next year.”  

Liv was stunned.  “I’m sorry Ari but...” 

“Ransom and Lance are being let go of their contracts this year.  We are rebuilding the team and I want you to be our new number one driver.”  

“Me?” She squeaked. 

Ari smiled. “I see a lot of potential and I think it would be a good fit. I’ve spoken to Andy, and he agrees. If he had a spot, it would have been yours already.”  

“I’m honored, really, I just, I don’t know what to say.”  

“Have a good race Olivia. We’ll talk after you have a chance to think.  But, the future of Mercedes is yours. Especially since we are looking at Charles LeClerc as our second driver.”  They shook hands again and Liv started to walk, no, float back to the garage.  

Steve could see the faraway look on his girl’s face. It wasn’t her angry, thinking face, no, he’s seen that plenty of times this past year.  No, this one was closer to the one he sees when she is about to reach her peak.  That thought made him frown.  Who was making his girl this happy?  He took a step towards her until Sam stopped him and told him to get into the car.  Guess that conversation would have to wait.  

Bucky straps in Olivia, checking to make sure she’s ok.  He clips on the radio.  “Bug, can you hear me?” 

“Copy.”  

“Remember to breathe.  If you can block safely, do it.”  

“I got it Bucky.”  

“But if you can win, then do it.” She twisted her head to look at him and he smirked. “It's been an honor to be your crew chief.”  

“Couldn’t have done it without you,” she replied.  The engine was fired up and they were off to start the final race of the season.  

It's smooth for the most part.  Liv keeps everyone behind her until the pits stops when Ransom manages to get ahead of her.  But not in front of Steve.  Liv has a front row seat to the battle of the season as Steve and Ransom duke it out to be called the Formal One Champion.  Liv is close but not close enough to pass.  She sees a flash of a move. “Bucky?” 

“Go Bug.”  

“I think Ransom is getting ready to tag Steve.  He’s drifting on the line.”  

“Copy.”  

Bucky relays the information to Sam. “Steve?” 

“Go Sam.”  

“Watch your six.  It looks like Ransom might try and tag at the end of turn 12.”  

“Shit. Copy.”  

Steve watches his mirrors and can see what Liv saw.  He’s off the racing line, just a fraction but into turn 12, it will hit his wheel and spin him.  He’s three corners away when he sees what he can do.  He accelerates through turn 11 and cuts the corner at 12, making a “mistake” but not really as Ransom hits the curb at an angle, spinning himself in the process.  Liv misses the chaos from behind as Steve is forces to give us his spot as it was an advantage and gives Liv back the lead.  

“What is he doing?” Olivia asked.  

“He’s winning fair Liv,” Bucky replied.  “He wants to claim first place on even strength.  Show him what you got Liv.”  

Head down, pedal to the metal and Liv and Steve are fighting it out for first.  Ransom’s spin put it back on third but if he is not able to catch up, Steve wins, and its all over.  If he can catch him, Ransom can pull head and win.  

Its close, too close and Andy can barely watch.  But on the second to last lap, Liv over corrects and Steve tries to maneuver around.   

Checked flags.  

Steve Rogers has won his first Formula One Championship.  

Pulling into the winner's circle, Steve takes a moment before climbing out. He closes his eyes and reflects.  Everything he went through, every moment of heartbreak and pain, love and happiness, fear and regret was all worth it.  He unclips himself and stands on top of his car, shaking his arms in the air in celebration.  He looks to see Olivia climbing out as well, her mistake costing her the win but the smile on her face would never tell you otherwise.  

Steve jumps down and jogs over to her as she pulls off her helmet.  “Did you do that on purpose?” 

“Hell no,” she replied. “You may have won today but next year, I’ll own you.”  

“Next year?” 

“Ari Levinson is the new principal at Mercedes.  He asked me to be their number one driver.  Can’t think of a better way to spend the year than kicking my boyfriend’s ass.”  

He smiles wide.  “Bring it on Williams.”  

“Congratulations Rogers.” She stood up on her tippy toes and Steve leaned down to kiss her.  

Championship: check 

Got the girl: check 

Happily, Ever After: well, he’ll see when he brings out the ring he bought for her in Paris and ask her to be his wife.

Taglist:

@patzammit @jennmurawski13-writes @texmexdarling @slutforchrisjamalevans @firephotogrl74. @tinkerbelle67

[diqldrunks]

snap out of it — max verstappen

requests are open! send me anything!! [nav | inbox]

a/n: i love max so much i want to bite him

content: rivals to lovers, reader is in a crappy relationship, red bull!reader, there’s a little time skip!!

i wanted this to be one part but it’s taken ages to write this much and i just want to post it 😭😭 part two should be out soon though <3

messages

instagram

yourusername just posted!

liked by maxverstappen, user 1 and 32,628 others

yourusername ✓ having a solo date <3

2,726 comments…

user2 cutie!!

user3 solo dates aren’t for people in a long term relationship babes?!

user4 she can go on a solo date if she wants to 💀

user5 so um where’s her boyfriend who’s supposed to be taking her on dates?

user6 you’re foul 😭😭

user3 THIS IS WHAT I WAS SAYING

user7 he hasn’t even liked the post 💀 he makes it so easy to call him out as a shit boyfriend (liked by maxverstappen)

user8 fr he always looks so annoyed at y/n just being near him

user8 tfw your teammate/rival likes your instagram post but your boyfriend of 3 years doesn’t: 😆 (liked by maxverstappen)

user9 maxy/n for the win

user10 he probably spends more time with her than nathan

user11 NOT MAX BEING MESSY WITH THE LIKES-

[time skip]

twitter

instagram

gridnewsf1 just posted!

liked by yourusername, user23 and 42,363 others

gridnewsf1 ✓ Max Verstappen has spoken out against his teammate’s boyfriend, Nathan Reed. Reed, a reserve driver for Ferrari’s F1 team has been dating Y/n L/n for almost three years after being in F2 together.

Reed publicly agreed with Sky Sports Commentator Danica Patricks after she stated it was not as ‘natural’ for women to be an F1 driver compared to men; tweeting, after Patricks began receiving backlash, that “different genders have different capabilities, and it is a fact that a man’s capabilities are higher than females.” Y/n L/n is yet to comment.

Verstappen, after a reporter asked if he believed this to be true regarding L/n, answered “I think it’s ridiculous that either [Patricks or Reed] can be saying that — Nathan especially. It sounds like a bitter mediocre man child is upset that a woman is doing his dream job, much better than he ever could.“ He then continued, saying “men like these aren’t ones you want to be dating.”

Twitter users have commented that they believe Verstappen and Reed have always bad blood between them, using the last slide as a reference (Verstappen after spotting Reed in the Red Bull garage)

9,636 comments…

user24 DAMN

user25 he popped off fr

user26 Y/N LIKING THIS? IS THIS THE END OF NATHAN??

user27 I THINK YOU’RE RIGHT

this could’ve been done like an hour earlier than it was but i got distracted looking at max photos on pinterest

max taglist; @see-me-wilding @forzacharlie16 @pastryfication @i-wanna-study @popsycles @cow-boy000 @iambored24601 @persephone-haven @eclipsedcherry @reidsworld @sepptember @angstynasty

[landoughnut]

My Woman

♡ masterlist - request!

♡ pairing - max verstappen x fem!reader (fc - cindy kimberly)

♡ summary - max fighting with people thirsting in his girlfriends comments

♡ warnings - horny/simp max, crack, some fluff, some cursing, use of y/n

♡ w/c & a/n - smau | i actually love writing these ones but ive gotta learn how to do the other types of smau's people make with twitter and stuff ahahahaha

maxverstappen1 CBUXHNHDUNZ liked by yourusername

maxvertsappen1 WHAT THE FUCK 😫 THATS MY GIRLFRIEND

yourusername HEHEHE 🤭

username max represents all of us 🫦

maxverstappen1 get off of my girls page 😑

username i dont think i will 🙂

maxverstappen1 tf?? yes you will

username no

maxverstappen1 yes

username no.

maxverstappen1 YES

danielricciardo MAX YOU CHILD liked by yourusername

maxverstappen1 traitors. the both of you.

maxvertsappen1 IF I SPEAK-

yourusername YOU FLATTER ME 💋

maxverstappen1 I CANT HELP IT YOURE SO GORGEOUS 😻 liked by yourusername

maxverstappen1 YOU DIDNT TELL ME ABOUT THIS???

yourusername IM SORRYYY YOU CAN SEE IT TONIGHT 😉

maxverstappen1 great now i need to take a shower ☺️

landonorris THERE ARE KIDS ON THIS APP

maxverstappen1 close your eyes then norris, you already saw too much.

yourusername CLOCKED HIM

username OH. MY. GOSHHH.

maxverstappen1 ID ARGUE BUT I AGREE 🫠

maxverstappen1 COME HOME THE KIDS MISS YOU 🥵😍

georgerussell63 kids???

yourusername haha one day, but he means jimmy and sassy

maxverstappen1 ONE DAY?? IM GOING TO FAINT 😵

schecoperez here to inform you max is blushing and giggling rn liked by yourusername

username i dont know what's more unusual, checo commenting or him using "rn"

maxvertsappen1 that would be y/n trying to teach him how to use technology

username MOMMYYYYYY

maxverstappen1 GET BACK I SAY🤺

username DO YOU NEED A DOG?? I CAN BARK 😍🐶

maxvertsappen1 she does not. we are very happy with our cats.

alexandrasaintmleux OBSESSED WITH YOU

yourusername I MISS YOU BAE

alexandrasaintmleux I MISS YOU MORE 💞 liked by yourusername

username dont be shy show some more

danielricciardo disgusting perv

maxveartsappen1 ew fucking creep leave

yourusername blocked

maxverstappen1 😘

username this trio >>>>>

username MARRY ME

maxverstappen1 yeahhhhhh no. 👎

username IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH AND GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE.

maxverstappen1 ive never related to something more

yourusername 😭😭😭

username i need her so bad

maxverstappen1 too bad she's in my bed every night 😁

yourusername poor red bull admin 😔

redbullracing I need a raise 😪 (you look unreal btw ;)

yourusername LOVE YOU BSF

milliebobbybrown WOW WOW WOW

yourusername AHH HI MILLIE ILY 🫶

milliebobbybrown WE NEED TO HANG OUT ONE DAY !! liked by yourusername

maxverstappen1 🤤🤤 liked by yourusername

maxverstappen1 ON MY KNEES 🧎‍♂️

yourusername ill hold you to that 😘

maxverstappen1 mouth is watering

carlossainz55 i feel like im intruding...

maxverstappen1 you are. shoo 🙃

username PLEASE JUST ONE CHANCE 😩

maxverstappen1 in your dreams 😂

maxverstappen1 i take that back dont dream about her

username this guy 😭

maxverstappen1 HOW DID I GET THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD AS MIJN VRIENDIN ☹️ (my girlfriend)

yourusername AWHH I LOVE YOU LIEVELING 🥹 (darling)

maxverstappen1 IK HOU HET MEEST VAN JOU ❣️ (i love you most)

landonorris i ask myself the same thing every day tbh

maxverstappen1 stay mad and single 🫵🏻😂

landonorris fuck you 🫵🏻😂

maxverstappen1 im afraid thats y/n's job 😝 liked by yourusername

charles_leclerc alex told me to tell you she loves your dress, because her phone died

yourusername HEHEHE BLUSHING GIVE HER A KISS FOR ME

charles_lecerc uhhh no

maxverstappen1 thank you charles 🙄

georgerussell63 max was obsessing over you in the gc just so you know

maxverstappen1 excuse you?? dont out me like that 😤

yourusername MY BBYYY TALKS ABOUT ME TO YOU GUYS? i love you so much 💋

danielricciardo he doesn't shut up once you're brought up

maxverstappen1 shhhh danny. I LOVE YOU MORE liked by yourusername

username can max fight???

maxverstappen1 you bet i can 😒

yourusername no need for violence my love im just for you 💕

maxverstappen1 mrs rabbit has fainted

username i need a man who loves me like how he loves y/n ☹️ liked by yourusername

oscarpiastri lily is dying to meet you!!

yourusername awhh same!! tell her to dm me 🎀🤭

username 🔥🔥🔥

maxverstappen1 🧯🧯🧯

username chat is this real 😭

danielricciardo thats my bestie 💅

yourusername MWAHHH I MISS YOU

danielricciardo ME TOO TELL MAX TO STOP HOGGING YOU liked by yourusername

lorenzo_zurzolo bellissima

yourusername OH MY GOSH IM SHGBKCDEGXEGCUB I LOVE YOU SO MUCH LORENZO

maxverstappen1 WHAT HAPPENED TO "IM JUST FOR YOU💕" ???

yourusername SHH ITS LORENZO ZURZOLO

lorenzo_zurzolo im very honored ahaha ❤️

maxverstappen1 pass me the gun. but let me bleach my eyes first.

username prettiest girl ever

maxverstappen1 she is🫠

carmenmundt beautiful beautiful girl!!

yourusername AHH CARMEN BBY

carmenmundt MISS YOU GIRLFRIEND 😊

lilymhe SOOO GORGEOUS I TOOK THIS PICTURE ‼️

yourusername MHMM LOVE YOU LILS XX💗

lilymhe LOVE YOU MORE liked by yourusername

username i cant with this fucking caption😭

danielricciardo yeah i told him it was corny 🙄

maxverstappen1 hey i think its nice 😕

yourusername dont worry i think its kinda sweet

maxverstappen1 SEE?? her opinion is the only one that matters to me anyway

username they're my otp🥹 liked by maxverstappen1

oscarpiastri the amout of content of you and y/n on my feed is concerning

maxverstappen1 😜

username she is GLOWINGGGG

maxverstappen1 i know right she's so beautiful

yourusername max 🥹 i always glow around you

maxverstappen1 you're going to make me cry 😢

danielricciardo my favorite couple EVER 👏 liked by maxverstappen1

yourusername BESTFRIENDDD

danielricciardo BESTFRIEND 🤝

lilymhe MY WIFEE RIGHT THERE SHES STUNNING

maxverstappen1 I dont see her wearing a ring with YOUR initials carved into it 🥱

yourusername DONT LISTEN TO HIM LILY LETS ELOPE 😘

lilymhe YES PLEASE 🙏

maxverstappen1 looks like its gonna be a five rounder minimum tonight 🤭

lilymhe EXCUSE ME ?!?!?!?

yourusername MAX

maxverstappen1 😸

landonorris buds lost it

maxverstappen shut up norizz

landonorris not you too😒

username SHES AN ANGEL OML

maxverstappen1 RIGHTTTT 😻

maxverstappen1 MEOW MEOW MEOW 🐱

charles_leclerc not only are you meowing at your girlfriend... but you're doing it on your own post of her??

maxverstappen1 correct, bravo!! problem with it?😤

charles_leclerc .......

username SHES SO FINEEE liked by maxverstappen1

username ive never wanted to be a wine glass more

maxverstappen1 so real.

alexandrasaintmleux THE DRESS AND MAKEUP HOLY SMOKES😍 liked by maxverstappen1

yourusername THANK YOU ALEXXXX

lilymhe ALEX IS MAD CAUSE IVE BEEN STARING AT THIS PIC FOR LIKE TEN MINUTES 😋

maxverstappen1 as he should be 🫡

honeymoon YUMMYYYYY

yourusername 💍❓

username i need her to dom me in bed ngl

maxverstappen HELLL NAH THE ONLY PERSON SHE DOMS IS ME

yourusername oh my gosh max 😭

alex_albon wow comments are getting more unhinged every day

lilymhe okay but i agree with username

alex_albon 👎

username SHE CAN RUN ME OVER AND ID APOLOGIZE

maxverstappen1 how about I run you over instead ☺️

redbullracing he's just joking 😅

maxverstappen1 dont lie to them

yourusername MY MANNNN ❣️

maxverstapepn MY WOMANNNN

[andreine03]

Because it's Max Verstappen's Birthday, here is a little appreciation post for him memes and all other I found on Pinterest

[formula1au]

max verstappen x gf!reader texts pt3

summary: your text messages with max as your boyfriend

[formulanni]

Thunderstruck!

Tag list: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord @three-days-time @the-wall-is-my-goal @albonoooo @ch3rubd0lls @brawngp2009

[lovemomhatepolice]

(my) world champion - max verstappen

navigation taglist requests

pairing: max verstappen x fem! reader

warnings: established relationship, cursing, p in v, pet names, English is my second language!

type: smut!with small plot

word count: 2k

belonging: NO NUT NOVEMBER, las vegas gp

summary: it's time to deal respectively with the winner of the fourth championship

more content: formula 1 masterlist, max verstappen masterlist

a/n: I encourage you to give requests in the Christmas marathon! click here :) and my first thousand celebration

Las Vegas was noisier than ever before. Bright lights and colorful neon signs lit up the paddock. Noise caused by people who were celebrating. The night was amazing - and although Russell, Hamilton and Sainz stood on the podium, the eyes of most were on Max Verstappen. Vegas was not in his favor, but what it gave him was a fourth championship title.

Fireworks burst in the distance, showering the sky in golden sparkles. Cameras flashed, champagne sprayed, and his Red Bull team surrounded him with hugs and cheers. But through the chaos, Max’s eyes searched for only one person.

And then he saw you.

You stood on the side, waiting for Max to finish celebrating with his team. You were as happy as ever, wearing a jacket with his name on it, which you proudly displayed. This was your second time to stand by Max's side, celebrating with him this greatest of all possible victories. This year it was even more exciting - after all, there were as many as seven race winners, while the year before, besides your boyfriend, only two managed to break through.

Max walked away from his team, making his way through the reporters who insisted on getting his attention at least for a moment. When he reached you, the noise around you faded into the background. You smiled at each other, simply standing and looking into each other's eyes. It didn't take much to realize how close and important you are to each other.

“You made it,” you said quietly, and your voice trembled with emotion as you reached out to touch his face. “Four times, Max. You're amazing.”

He smiled, and adrenaline was still bubbling inside him as he drew you into his arms. “We did it,” he corrected, his voice muffled by your hair. “I couldn't have done it without you. All this time you've shown me that I'm more than just a man driving around the track”

“Oh stop, or my makeup will run off,” you laughed lightly, pulling away from him just enough to look into his eyes. Max focused all his attention on you. He didn't give a damn that there were people around who he should be interviewing. He didn't give a damn that there was even more formal business ahead of him. The moment he had you in his arms, he thought of nothing else. “And to me you'll still be the most beautiful,” he muttered, smiling at you. His hands moved to your cheeks and without a rush, he drew you even closer to him. Your lips joined in a sweet kiss. Your hands wandered over his collar from the suit he was still wearing. In the background you could hear cheers and photographers taking pictures of you, but this time it didn't bother you, you were already used to it. As soon as you felt his smile against your lips, you moved slightly away from him, but your foreheads were still connected.

"I love you the most, Max"

~~~

Inside the luxurious suite, Max reclined on the plush sofa, sliding his head onto the backrest. The faint clink of the champagne glass in your hand caught his eye and elicited a small smile as he looked in your direction.

“You did it again,” you muttered, and your voice was filled with admiration. “Four times. You make it look so easy.”

Max couldn't take his eyes off you. And even though you were already without makeup and your hair was already slightly curled, he thought you were the most beautiful thing that evening. You were wearing his shirt from the celebration, which was too big for you, but that was the whole charm. Surrounded by the lights of the city, you headed toward him.

“Easy?” he laughed, crossing his gaze with yours. “Certainly not with you distracting me from the side.”

You giggled quietly, setting your glass down on the table, then sat on his lap. Your fingers traced the line of his jaw, combing through the faint stubble. “You love it,” you purred close to his lips until they met in the process.

“I love you,” Max replied, and his hands found their way to your hips, quickly finding a rhythm together.

Max's hands explored your body, memorizing every curve, just as he memorizes every turn of the track. Each kiss was unhurried, each touch purposeful, as if you had all the time you needed for each other.

Max's fingers entwined in your hair, tugging gently as your lips clung to his. The faint taste of champagne lingered between you, reminding you of the celebration just hours ago. This time the kiss was deeper, hungrier, as if you were pouring all the emotions bubbling inside you into it. His hands slid lower, grasping your buttocks and pulling you closer until there was no more space between you.

You didn't even notice when you found yourself in the middle of the bed in your hotel bedroom. It was even darker here, with only the golden lights from the street illuminating the room.

“You are mine tonight,” he said, his voice firm but laced with tenderness as he laid you gently on the large bed, his body pressing against yours.

“I've always been yours, Max,” you replied, and your voice trembled with both love and anticipation. “And I always will be.”

Max's eyes softened, and his intense gaze stopped on you as his hands roamed your body, each touch igniting the fire between you. He took his time, savoring every moment, every reaction - your sharp breath, the way your back arched under his touch, the way your hands gripped his as if you couldn't bear to let go.

You didn't wait any longer. In a heated kiss, your hands reached the faucets of his shirt, exposing his trained chest. You stopped your gaze on him for a moment, looking hungrily at your boyfriend.

Max smiled at your reaction, his confidence rising as he leaned closer, his lips brushing your collarbone. “Do you like what you see?" he teased you in a low and hoarse voice, causing you to shudder.

“Mhm,” you muttered, rising slightly from the bed.

Now the two of you were in one straight line, looking into each other's eyes. The room was filled with your uneven breathing, which grew louder with each passing moment. You could see that the way you were moving at the same time forcing Max to lie down on the bed by himself, as you had moments before, was bringing him out of the control he had just built up for himself. Rarely did Max lose control, and she relished the power she had over him at that moment.

You moved your hands down his torso, and your fingers followed the hard lines of his abdomen, tracing the contours with a slow, deliberate touch that made him breathe rapidly.

Your hands quickly found their way to the buckle of his pants, unbuttoning them as quickly as you removed his shirt. Along with his pants went his boxers, too, freeing him all over. His excitement was already evident, and the way your eyes lit up with mischief made his chest tighten. He propped himself up on his elbows to get a perfect view of you.

“You're too good for me,” muttered Max, his voice strained as you wrapped your hand around him. Your touch was light and teasing, too much for him.

“You deserve it,” you replied, then leaned in to place a kiss on the tip of him, and your tongue slid out to taste him.

Max's head fell back against the pillows behind him, and a low moan escaped his lips as you took him into your mouth. Your movements were slow and deliberate at first, and your tongue swirled around him as you explored every inch of him.

“God, you're perfect,” muttered Max, entwining his hands in your hair as you took him deeper.

You set a steady rhythm, your hand working at pace with your lips, looking at him through your lashes. The sight of you in such a state, so eager to please him, made his stomach clench with desire.

“That's right,” he groaned, and his voice was filled with pleasure.

Encouraged by his reaction, you increased your pace, your movements becoming more confident as you puffed out your cheeks and let him slide deeper into your throat. Max's hips moved involuntarily, and his body was overwhelmed by the sensations as he muttered curses under his breath. You licked slowly along his length, and your eyes never left his face.

You felt him approaching the edge, so you slowed down and your lips slowly moved away from his. Max hissed under his breath, looking at you with a mischievous smile, in which displeasure also prevailed.

“Don't be like that,” he muttered, looking at your lips next to his craving red member.

You giggled quietly before taking it back into your mouth, your tongue working expertly as you brought it closer to the edge. Max's breaths became faster, and his grip on your hair tightened as his muscles tensed. Max's moans soon gave their vent, his body trembled, and your mouth flooded with his cum. You swallowed it all, and your hands continued to work around him, helping him come down through the aftershocks.

Max was quickly over you, leaving you no longer in any clothes. His movements were quick and decisive, but gentle on you. It was as if he had the greatest prize in front of him, and yet it wasn't long before he won something else.

There was a warm smile on his lips and his body tensed from restrained desire. His weight pressing you against the plush mattress was grounding, but every touch made you float. His hands gripped your thighs, his fingers digging into your skin with just enough pressure to leave a memory, drawing you closer until there was no space left between you.

His movements were slow at first. He tried to pick the perfect pace for you, but he didn't speed anything up, gently teasing you, seeing as you were impatiently pushing your own hips out to meet him. You arched your back, and his body instinctively pressed you against him. Max kissed you tenderly, but at the same time it was very intense, even making you dizzy - the best of your life. His hands moved over your body, tracing the curves of your hips and waist, trying to memorize every little part of your body, even though he already knew it so perfectly. Like a favorite circut he was never wrong on.

“God, [Y.N.],” he breathed, his voice strained as he tried to maintain control.

Max shifted slightly, adjusting your position to push in deeper, hitting a spot that made you moan into the hollow of his neck, and your fingers quickly went to his neck, pressing him harder against you.

“Let me,” he muttered, looking into your eyes. “I've got you.”

His hand wandered between the two of you, circling around your swollen clit, which was begging for attention. Because of the feelings you were experiencing, you practically screamed into his neck, crying from the pleasure. His words were your undoing.

The orgasm gripped you so hard that your body trembled under his heavier muscular body, which continued to smell of champagne. You clung to him, and your breathing picked up speed, turning into desperate gasps. Max came a moment after you, spilling inside you and creating quite a mess on the mattress beneath you.

You were both panting loudly, trying to catch your breath, but all you were able to do was laugh quietly. Max placed gentle kisses all over your face, ending with your lips. In his eyes flashed those beautiful skylights you hadn't seen in a long time through the pursuit of mastery.

“I've got you champion,” you purred, kissing him once again on the lips and smiling at the same time.

You could finally have a break from all the hype for a while, until the next season, where everything was going to start all over again, as it had for the past few years.

“For you I would even be able to give up the title,” he muttered, looking into your eyes.

And even though you didn't want to believe it, let alone for it to be true - you knew he was sincere.

A/N: God, I won't even hide how much I already want to end the season of smut. i have so many cool fluff stories that i want to publish!!! but it's my first time writing for max - i hope it went well

although I kept my fingers firmly crossed for Lando in this battle for the title of champion - congratulations to Max, he deserved it! May the next season bring us as much excitement as this one

I encourage you to give requests in the Christmas marathon! click here :) and in my celebration to the first thousand!

please do not copy and translate my works! in case of any issues related to this - I invite you to discuss privately :)

[leclercwriting]

little verstappen | max verstappen social media au

pairing: max verstappen x wife!reader basically max being girl dad coded

masterlist

y/n.verstappen

liked by maxverstappen1, redbullracing and 741.698 others

caption: daddy's lucky charm

view all comments

landonorris: where is my lucky charm when i need it?

y/n.verstappen: sorry shes only supporting max maxverstappen1: stop stealing my daughter lando

user4: Omgg i love girl dad max

danielricciardo: P is so cute

maxverstappen1: thanks but if you saw her when she has to go shower u wouldn't write this y/n.verstappen: that's true...

user5: she's mini version of max

y/n.verstappen: i knoow. she's his little copy. AFTER I WAS CARYING HER FOR ALMOST A YEAR!!!! victoriaverstappen: verstappen genes are strong. People still think that my kids are max's kids....

maxverstappen1

liked by y/n.verstappen, danielricciardo and 748.614 others

caption: who's gonna tell daniel that he's babysitting P in 2 days?

view all comments

danielricciardo: I'M WHAT?! EMILIAN

y/n.verstappen: oopps. sorry but you're uncle danny and uncle danny is called for the babysitting duties maxverstappen1: we're gonna pay you don't worry danielricciardo: I DON'T NEED MONEY. I'M NOT GONNA BABYSIT THAT MINI MAX landonorris: stop screaming dude maxverstappen1: uh lando we need you to babysit P on wednesday.. landonorris: BRO

user5: the comments lol

user8: poor danny boy

user67: i love this family

danielricciardo

liked by y/nverstappen, maxverstappen and 847,557 others

caption: the best uncle reward goes to me because i was forced to babysit this little devil

view all comments

maxverstappen1: thanks for your service

landonorris: now im next...

user55: someone save lando user25: SOMEONE SAVE PENELOPE. LANDO IS THE CHILD

user6: danny is really the best uncle

maxverstappen1: he is

landonorris

liked by y/n.verstappen, maxverstappen1 and 854.585 others

caption: future mclaren driver

view all comments

maxverstappen1: GET HER AWAY FROM THE MCLAREN CAR

landonorris: naaah, she likes orange cars y/n.verstappen: max is having heart attack next to me

user7: not lando making max's daughter a mclaren fan

danielricciardo: she's not mclaren fan.. boooooo

landonorris: shut up muppet

mclaren: new mclaren reserve driver

user45: lool poor max

maxverstappen1

liked by landonorris, redbullracing and 742,563 others

caption: enjoyed our time alone until lando tried to turn my baby into mclaren fan

view all comments

landonorris: she was born a mclaren fan. orange suits her

maxverstappen1: yeah orange suits her. but the dutch one

user7: this is still too funny

user122: why is no one talking about them?? i need to have husband like max

y/n.verstappen: u need great wife like me maxverstappen1: everybody needs their y/n

redbullracing: P has a place in our team already

y/n.verstappen

liked by maxverstappen1, landonorris and 984,526 others

caption: and now the best part. summer break with the verstappens

view all commnets

user7: yall are too cute

y/n.verstappen: tysm

user85: I LOVE THEM. P IS SO BIG

maverstappen1: our baby is growing up so fast

landonorris: family goals

danielricciardo: you cant even take care of a goldfish u muppet

[auggieblogs]

Where’s the trophy? | MV1 Instagram au

Max Verstappen x fem! reader

ੈ✩‧₊˚ In which they both are world champions

Author’s note: Hiii, my loves. I hope everyone is doing good. First of all thank you so much for 1k followers, I love you all so much❤️‍🩹. This is not my best work so, apologies in advance!!!

Also this was requested by lovely @sm3156 🥰 (thank you bubs). I had fun writing it<3

―୨୧⋆ ˚masterlist

maxverstappen1

liked by virat.kohli, oscarpiastri and 567,771 others

maxverstappen1 Big congratulations to team India!!!🇮🇳 and my lovely wife. I couldn't be more proud, nothing but love for you❤️

tagged indiancricketteam and yourusername

comments:

username what a match, well played y/n!!!

username please this match had me biting my nails and everything

username just like max

username lmfao he was STRESSED 😭

maxverstappen1 I was actually about to throw up ☝🏻

username max is my favourite wag 🫶🏻

*liked by yourusername*

username like husband like wife (world champions)

virat.kohli Well done, champs. Y/N you're a ⭐

*liked by maxverstappen1 and yourusername*

yousername ❤️❤️❤️

username take a bow everyone

username im not even a cricket fan but i watched it for y/n and it was so worth it

username max giggling like a little girl every time y/n blew him a kiss was my highlight

yourusername So glad you were here to witness it💖

*liked by maxverstappen1*

maxverstappen1 No where I'd rather be.

username she knows how to ball...and bat

username scoot over max verstappen, she's our wife now

username feeling proud indian armyyyy (IYKYK)

oscarpiastri 🏆🇮🇳

username Y/N L/N THE WOMAN YOU ARE!!!!

yourusername

liked by landonorris, redbullracing and 456,332 others

yourusername My world champion❤️‍🔥 no. 1 looks great on you!!!

tagged maxverstappen1

comments:

username they are so alchemy coded OMFG

username WHERE'S THE TROPHY HE JUST COMES RUNNING OVER TO MEEEE

redbullracing When both of them are world champions>>>

username redbull admin is the biggest y/n & max shipper

username max verstappen i was always familiar

maxverstappen1 Had to live up the L/N name😉

yousername I'm a very proud wife;)

username he is so fucking hot my god

usernmame my fantasy threesome actually.

danielricciardo our* world champion🙄

yousername no sharing tonight im afraid🤷🏻‍♀️

username WOAHHHHH ITS A FAMILY SHOW

username or is it???

username she's literally not better than max, we all saw you throwing away your headsets y/n😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

username she was about to commit crimes after that horrible pit stop 💀

yourusername i was pissed okay 😞

username HELP they are equally whipped for each other

[madelynn-sienna]

coney island p. I (max verstappen x reader)

[ navigation / requests / guidelines ]

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ

★ prompt: ❛❛ what's a lifetime of achievement? if I pushed you to the edge? ❜❜ ★ pairing : max verstappen x reader ★ face claim : lily collins (+ one picture of kelly piquet and margot robbie each) ★ genres : angst ★ a/n : this will be a two-part hurt/comfort story inspired by the song coney island. be rest assured while this half is quite sad, the second half will make up for the angst and we will get a happy max x yn ending! also, per some creative liberty i took, max is only 23 years old here (he started racing in 2019, won his first gp in 2021 and was in school with the reader before he dropped out to pursue racing full time). ★ feedback and requests are always appreciated!

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ

liked by yourinstagram, redbullracing, landonorris and others

maxverstappen simply lovely race 🏆 what an amazing weekend and victory in jeddah, thank you all for your incredible support 🇸🇦

view comments

yourinstagram another fabulous performance #mv01 🔥🔥🔥

redbullracing incredibly strong race today, a 1-2 finish is all we could have asked for 💙

user1 tu tu tu du max verstappen! user2 fastest pit stop too.

yourinstagram made me so proud max, ik houd van je 💕

maxverstappen ik hou ook van jou mijn liefste ❤️ user3 they said they loved each other in dutch. user4 he also called her 'his sweetheart' 🥹 user5 max and yn are literally the it couple on the circuit rn. user6 right? three time world champion and a bestselling author. user7 they so need to make a movie about it. user8 or a book, imagine a twisted lies style drama 😭

ruthbuscombe the strategy 💯

landonorris congrats mate!

maxverstappen thanks. user9 we're waiting for a win from you too lando! user10 this aged well haha

schecoperez ¡bien hecho!

user11 presenting our four time world champion everyone!

user12 we're only on the second race of the season 😭 user13 i mean if last year's anything to by, that's enough.

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ

text exchanges between yn & max dated 23/07, 02/08 and 04/08.

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ

liked by yourbestfriend1, lilymhe, francisca.cgomes and others

yourinstagram it's supposed to be fun, turning twenty-one...

view comments

user1 faster than the flying dutchman?

user2 yoo-hoo, @.maxverstappen where are you? user3 right? like he's usually the first one here...

carmenmmmundt happy birthday🥂

danielricciardo happy 21 yn 🍾

user4 why isn't max in the pictures?

user5 he's been busy with the belgian gp! user6 dude, that finished on sunday — it's the next saturday. user7 he's prolly just really stressed, he hasn't won since canada. user8 yeah, but yn through him a massive party last year. user9 so? circumstances were different... she isn't busy 24/7. user10 she literally has a job.

alexandrasaintmleux belle fille❣️

charlesleclerc joyeux anniversaire 🎉

user11 that caption's giving me bad vibes...

user12 me too! user13 its from all too well, that's such a sad song 😭 user14 i wonder why she chose it? user15 this better not be a sign.

user16 seriously? where is max, it's been 24 hours...

user17 check their stories, they're like done done. user18 nooooooooo😭 user19 she gave so many signs...

Comments on this post have been limited.

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ

yourinstagram added to their story. maxverstappen added to their story.

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ

liked by charlesleclerc, redbullracing, landonorris and others

maxverstappen 5 wins in 5 races - thank you for your support in monza, baku, singapore, texas and sao paulo. you've made me happier than you know, happier than i've ever been before.

view comments

user1 he really do be out here pretending he didn't break yn's heart.

user2 of course, he needs to maintain his bravado. user3 otherwise people, and he will realise, he messed up. user4 i can't believe he's trying to snub our girl yn.

This post no longer exists.

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ

liked by visacashapprb, schecoperez, maxverstappen and others

redbullracing max verstappen wins the world drivers championship 2024, after an outstanding race at the las vegas street circuit that leaves him at with a 62 point lead in the standings ❤️ 💛 💙

view comments

user1 max, max, max, super max, max

user2 tu tu tu du max verstappen user3 i called it! i said he'd win the wdc back in jeddah 🏆

user4 were you standing in the hallway with a big cake? happy birthday.

user5 of course, he just painted yn's bluest skies the darkest grey. user6 you are getting pressed for a breakup you know zero about! user7 max literally said it in his interviews and his statement. user8 they broke up because he was too busy. user9 ergo, he wasn't there for her, not even on her birthday!

lewishamilton amazing work - congratulations max

user10 what a goat ❤️

danielricciardo maaaax verstappennnnn! four time world champion.

user11 why'd I read that like pierrreeee gaslyyyyy? user12 me too😭 daniel's an icon.

fernandoalonso ¡muchas felicidades!

user13 real question here is, what's a lifetime of achievement?

user14 especially when he pushed her to the edge. user15 right like did you see her in miami, she looked so sad😭 user16 we all know she was just too nice too leave. user17 i'd have dumped his ass ages ago.

user17 definition of a LEGEND

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ

liked by f1wags, yourinstagram, aston martin and others

f1 🚩 Red flag in the Abu Dhabi as Max Verstappen suffers a huge crash. The medical rescue team is currently trying to get the Red Bull driver away the resultant debris and fire as safely as possible.

view comments

Comments on this post have been limited.

[theonottsbxtch]

WHATS LEFT BEHIND PT.2 | MV1

an: guys my time off is coming to an end, i move to france next week and start my job the week after rip me but in the mean time enjoy this badboy i've been sitting on

summary: when max verstappen left his childhood girlfriend behind to face her career ending injury alone to chase his dreams of being the best bull rider the country has ever seen, he thought it would be easy. except it wasn't, he was back in town and they hated him, for one reason. they hurt their star barrel racer.

wc: 6k

part one

Max pushed open the door to The Rusty Wheel, the familiar creak of its hinges greeting him like an old memory. The low hum of country music drifted from the jukebox in the corner, and the faint smell of spilled beer and worn leather hung in the air. Not much had changed since the last time he’d stepped foot in here, years ago—except, maybe, for the fact that now every pair of eyes in the place was on him.

He ran a hand through his hair and walked over to the bar, pausing only long enough to hang his cowboy hat on one of the hooks by the door. He used to come here every weekend, same as the rest of them. He hadn’t expected the town to change much—but somehow, it felt smaller now. Tighter. Like it didn’t quite fit him anymore.

Before he could take a seat, the owner, Earl, stepped out from behind the bar. Earl was a grizzled old cowboy, his flannel shirt rolled up at the sleeves, a white beard flecked with grey. He stopped in his tracks, wiping his hands on a rag, and gave Max a once-over, his face creasing with disbelief.

“Well, I’ll be damned,” Earl muttered, his eyes narrowing. “I didn’t believe it when they told me.”

Max chuckled softly, not missing the edge in Earl’s voice. “Yeah, I get that a lot.”

“You actually back for good?” Earl asked, still eyeing him like he was trying to decide if he was a mirage.

Max shrugged. “Looks that way.”

Earl grunted, leaning his hands on the bar. “Guess we’ll see how that works out.”

Before Max could reply, a figure appeared beside him, sliding a bottle of beer across the counter. Max glanced up and saw Daniel—his best friend from back in the day—giving him a smirk as he set the beer down. Daniel was leaner now, with a few more lines around his eyes, but he still had the same mischievous glint that had gotten them into trouble as kids.

Daniel raised an eyebrow as he wiped down the bar. “Bold move, man,” he said, shaking his head. “I mean, really bold.”

Max took the beer, the cold glass sweating in his grip. “Figured it was time.”

Daniel leaned against the bar, crossing his arms over his chest. “Yeah, well, half the people in this town think you’ve got some nerve coming back after what you did to her.”

Max’s stomach clenched, but he kept his face neutral. He knew it wouldn’t take long for that topic to come up. “And the other half?” he asked, taking a swig from the bottle.

Daniel snorted. “They’re just in awe of what you’ve done with your career. Hell, I’ll admit it—I followed your rides. Man, some of those bulls you took on… I thought you were insane, but you sure made a name for yourself.”

Max nodded, setting the bottle back down on the bar. “It’s not all it’s cracked up to be.”

Daniel tilted his head, studying him. “That right? Because last time I checked, you were in all the magazines, got sponsors throwing money at you, and about a million followers watching your every move. That doesn’t sound like a bad deal.”

Max sighed, leaning his elbows on the bar. “It was great for a while. But the thing is, they don’t see the rest of it. The part where you wake up and don’t know where you are half the time. Or when you’re trying to remember which interviews you’ve already done or whose hand you shook at some event you didn’t even want to go to.” He shook his head, a bitter edge creeping into his voice. “Everyone thinks they want that life until they get it.”

Daniel didn’t say anything for a moment, just watched him, the silence between them hanging heavy. Then, after a beat, he nodded. “So why’d you come back? You finally get sick of signing autographs?”

Max’s eyes drifted to the shelves of dusty bottles behind the bar, memories of a simpler life flooding back. The long nights in places like this, where the biggest problem he had was getting enough cash together to fill his tank. Where people knew him as Max, not Max Verstapppen, the famous bull rider plastered on posters across the country.

“Something like that,” he said quietly. “I was never cut out for that big city stuff. The lights, the cameras… all of it.” He paused, running a hand along the neck of the beer bottle, feeling the condensation slick against his skin. “I missed home. The quiet. The way things made sense out here.”

Daniel chuckled, shaking his head. “Home, huh?” He let out a slow breath. “Don’t get me wrong—I’m glad to see you. Always hoped you’d come back. But you know it’s not going to be easy. People here… they don’t forget.”

Max’s jaw tightened, his grip on the bottle a little firmer. “Yeah, I know.”

Daniel stared at him for a long moment, and then his expression softened, some of the teasing edge fading from his voice. “She’s still hurt, you know. Even if she doesn’t show it. You coming back… it’s gonna stir up a lot of things.”

“I figured that,” Max replied, his voice low, almost resigned. “But I had to come back anyway.”

Daniel nodded, his eyes softening. “Well, I hope you know what you’re doing. You’ve got a lot of work to do, man.”

Max took another swig of beer, the cool liquid doing nothing to settle the unease that had been bubbling in his gut since the moment he’d driven into town. “Trust me,” he muttered, more to himself than anyone else, “I know.”

The sound of the front door creaking open interrupted the conversation, and Max glanced over his shoulder to see a group of locals walking in, laughing and chatting as they made their way to a corner booth. He recognised some of them, faces he hadn’t seen in years, but he wasn’t ready for more conversations, more questions.

Turning back to Daniel, he nodded toward the bar. “Mind if I hang here for a while?”

Daniel smiled, a knowing glint in his eye. “Stay as long as you need. Just don’t expect the town to make it easy on you.”

Max nodded in appreciation, as he sipped his beer, letting the familiar hum of the bar settle around him. The chatter, the music, the faint clink of bottles—it all felt like a song from a time he thought he’d forgotten. But he hadn’t. Not really.

He’d been running from home for so long, he’d forgotten what it felt like to just stand still. And now that he was back, he wasn’t sure what hurt more—the memories of what he’d lost, or the fear of facing the woman he’d left behind.

______________________________________________________________

The next morning, Max stepped out of his truck, the early sun casting long shadows across the gravel driveway of High Ride Stables, Austin. The familiar scent of hay, leather, and horses filled the air, stirring memories he hadn’t thought of in years. It was a place he knew well—he’d worked here as a kid, mucking out stalls and helping with the horses. But today, the barn felt different, like the weight of his past was waiting for him inside.

He pushed open the large wooden door, the creak announcing his arrival. Inside, horses shuffled in their stalls, and the rhythmic thud of hooves echoed from deeper within. He glanced around, spotting the counter near the back where Leslie, the barn’s owner, was talking to one of the stable hands.

Leslie had been running this barn for as long as he could remember. She was tough as nails, with streaks of grey in her otherwise jet-black hair and a sharp gaze that could cut through any excuse. The stable hands called her “Les” when she wasn’t listening—if she caught them at it, they'd regret it.

When she saw him, her conversation trailed off, and her expression hardened. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back against the counter, eyeing him like he’d just tracked mud through her pristine barn.

“Well, look who the cat dragged in,” Leslie drawled, raising an eyebrow. “If it ain’t the hometown hero.”

Max tried to smile, but it fell flat. He took off his hat and held it in front of him. “Morning, Les.”

“Morning,” she replied, her tone flat. “What brings you here?”

“I’m lookin’ for work,” he said, stepping closer, but staying on the other side of the counter like it was a barrier between them. Which, in a way, it was.

Leslie’s eyes narrowed. “Work?” She scoffed, shaking her head. “After all that bull riding fame and fortune, you’re back here beggin’ for a job?”

“Not beggin’,” he muttered, his voice low. “Just askin’.”

She pushed herself off the counter, walking around it and standing toe-to-toe with him, hands on her hips. “Same difference.”

“Come on, Les,” he said, frustration creeping into his voice. “You know how it goes. The fame doesn’t last forever. Sponsors move on, injuries pile up… and the money—well, it dwindles. I can’t live off my bull riding winnings for the rest of my life.”

She crossed her arms, clearly unimpressed. “Sounds like a ‘you’ problem, not a ‘me’ problem.”

Max sighed, glancing around the barn, trying to find the right words. “I grew up here, working in this barn. I know horses, I know the work. You know I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty.”

Leslie tilted her head, considering him for a moment. “You really expect me to just hand you a job, after everything?”

He frowned, confused. “After everything?”

She shot him a knowing look. “Don’t play dumb with me, Max. You know who works here.”

His stomach sank, realising where this conversation was heading. Of course, she worked here—why wouldn’t she? It was her world. She’d never left it, never had a reason to. But that didn’t make this any easier.

“I’m not lookin’ to cause any trouble, Les. I just need work,” he said, his voice softening. “I’ll stay out of her way.”

Leslie raised an eyebrow. “Stay out of her way? You can’t just waltz back into this town, askin’ for a job, and think you can just avoid her. This is a small town, boy, not some city where you can hide from the people you’ve wronged.”

Max winced at the word “wronged.” It was blunt, but he couldn’t argue with it. He had wronged her. Maybe more than he even realised.

He took a deep breath, meeting Leslie’s gaze. “I know I messed up. I know I hurt her. But… I need this job, Les. Please.”

Leslie studied him for a long moment, her face unreadable. Then, she turned and walked back to the counter, rummaging through a drawer before pulling out a small notepad. She scribbled something down on it, then tore off the piece of paper and held it out to him.

“Here’s the deal,” she said, her voice cool and matter-of-fact. “I’ll give you a job if you go apologise to her. And not just any apology—she has to forgive you.”

Max stared at her, not taking the paper. His heart raced, a mixture of panic and disbelief. “Les, that’s impossible.”

Leslie crossed her arms again, looking at him with the same steel-eyed determination she always had. “Well, if you think it’s impossible, you don’t want this job bad enough.”

His eyes flicked to the paper in her hand, knowing exactly what was written on it. He didn’t need to look to know it was her address.

“You know she’s not gonna forgive me,” he said quietly, feeling the weight of the past like a stone in his gut.

Leslie gave him a half-smile, but there was no softness in it. “Well, you better get working, boy.”

Max finally took the paper from her hand, the weight of it feeling heavier than it should. He looked down at the address, familiar yet distant, as if it belonged to another lifetime.

“I’m serious,” Leslie said, her voice softening just a bit. “You want a job here? You’ve gotta make things right with her. I won’t have you causing more mess in this barn—or in this town. Either she forgives you, or you pack your bags and keep drivin’.”

Max swallowed hard, tucking the paper into his back pocket. He wanted to argue, to tell her that there was no way in hell she’d ever forgive him. But he knew Leslie well enough to know that there was no arguing with her.

He nodded once, stiffly. “Alright. I’ll… I’ll try.”

Leslie smirked, her eyes gleaming with something he couldn’t quite place. “Good luck. You’ll need it.”

As he turned to leave, the barn door creaked open behind him, and for a split second, his heart froze. He half-expected to see her there, standing in the doorway, glaring at him like she had on that road. But it was just another worker, coming in to start the day.

Max let out a breath, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. It had been one thing to face her the first time, in the heat of the moment. But now… now he had to go, hat in hand, and ask her to forgive him. To admit he was wrong. To dig up all the things he’d been trying to bury for years.

He shoved his hat back on his head and walked out of the barn, the piece of paper burning a hole in his pocket. The road ahead of him felt longer than it had ever been.

The next day, Max stood at the front steps of the small house, nerves twisting in his stomach like a coiled rope. He stared at the chipped paint on the door, feeling the weight of years pressing down on him. This was the house he’d been avoiding ever since he set foot back in town. And now, here he was—about to knock.

He took a deep breath, raising his fist and rapping his knuckles on the door. The sound echoed in the still morning air, louder than it had any right to be. For a moment, he thought maybe she wouldn’t answer, maybe he could just turn around and—

The door swung open.

She stood in the doorway, her eyes narrowing the second she saw him. Her hair was pulled back in a messy bun, and she wore an old flannel shirt that he recognised—one she stole off of him when they were kids. She didn’t look surprised to see him. If anything, she looked like she’d been expecting him.

“Nope,” she said flatly, her hand already on the door, ready to slam it shut. “Not happening.”

“Wait,” Max said, holding up his hands. “Just… just hear me out for a minute.”

“I don’t think I need to,” she shot back, her voice cold. “I’ve already heard enough.”

“Darling, please—”

“Do not call me ‘darling,’” she snapped, her voice sharp enough to cut. Her eyes flashed with anger, and Max felt the sting of it, like a whip cracking against his skin. “You don’t get to call me that anymore.”

Max took a step back, raising his hands defensively. “Alright, alright. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”

“You didn’t mean?” she interrupted, her voice rising, filled with a raw, seething rage that had been simmering for eight long years. “What, Max? You didn’t mean to leave me in a hospital bed without a word? You didn’t mean to disappear without so much as a goddamn goodbye?”

He swallowed hard, the guilt gnawing at him like it always did when he thought about that day. “I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know how to face you.”

She let out a bitter laugh, crossing her arms over her chest as if to protect herself from him. “So, you just ran? That’s your excuse?”

“I wasn’t running,” Max muttered, but the words felt hollow even to him. He’d been running for years—he knew it, and so did she.

“Bullshit,” she spat, her eyes blazing. “You’ve been running your whole damn life. When things get hard, you don’t face them—you just pack your bags and leave. That’s what you did to me, and that’s what you’ve been doing ever since.”

He opened his mouth to argue, to tell her that wasn’t true, but the words died in his throat. She wasn’t wrong. He had run. He’d run the second things got complicated, the second he felt like he was losing control.

“I thought I was doing what was best,” he said finally, his voice quieter, less sure. “I thought you’d hate me if I stayed.”

Her jaw clenched, and she took a step forward, her fists balled at her sides. “You really think I could’ve hated you?” she said, her voice trembling with the weight of years of hurt. “You think I wanted you to just leave me behind like I didn’t matter?”

“I didn’t think I was enough for you!” Max burst out, the frustration and regret spilling out of him. “You were laid up in a hospital bed because of that fall, and I was getting calls about sponsors and competitions. I was torn in two, and I didn’t know what to do! I thought if I stayed, you’d see me as some reminder of what you’d lost, of the future we’d been planning and couldn’t have anymore.”

Her eyes widened, and for a second, the anger flickered, replaced by something else—something rawer, more vulnerable. “So, what? You thought I’d hate you? That I wouldn’t want you anymore? Out of pity?” She shook her head, stepping back from him as if the very thought disgusted her. “Is that what you really think of me?”

Max dragged a hand through his hair, hating how badly this conversation was going. “It wasn’t like that,” he said, his voice pleading now. “I didn’t want to be a burden. You’d just lost everything, and I didn’t want to remind you of the future you couldn’t have anymore. You deserved better than a guy who was barely hanging on.”

“Barely hanging on?” She seethed, her fists trembling. “You didn’t give me the chance to decide that! You didn’t even try to talk to me, to ask me what I wanted. You made that choice for me.”

“I thought I was doing the right thing!” Max shouted back, his frustration boiling over. “I thought if I walked away, you’d move on. You’d be better off without me, and I could… I could disappear before you realised I wasn’t enough.”

She stared at him, her chest heaving, her eyes burning with a mixture of rage and heartbreak. “You think leaving was easier for me? You think watching you drive off without a word made me better off?”

“I wasn’t strong enough to stay,” he admitted, his voice breaking. “I thought I’d hurt you more by sticking around. I thought you’d hate me, that you’d look at me and see someone who was staying out of pity.”

“God, Max,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “You don’t even get it, do you?”

He swallowed hard, the weight of her words crushing him. “Then tell me,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. “Tell me what I didn’t see.”

She closed her eyes for a moment, her breath shaky as she tried to compose herself. When she opened them again, there was no anger left—just hurt. “You were everything to me. Everything. And you took that away because you were scared. You left me in that hospital bed, and you didn’t even let me fight for us. You made that choice, and I had to live with it.”

Max felt his chest tighten, the guilt and regret almost suffocating. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I’m so damn sorry.”

Her lip trembled, and for a moment, she looked like she might break. But then, just as quickly, she straightened up, hardening herself again. “Sorry doesn’t fix eight years, Max. Sorry doesn’t undo the fact that you abandoned me when I needed you most.”

He took a step closer, desperate to bridge the distance between them. “I’m here now. I want to make it right.”

She laughed bitterly, shaking her head. “It’s not that easy. You don’t get to just walk back into my life and pretend like nothing happened.”

“I’m not asking you to forget,” he said softly, his voice thick with emotion. “I know I can’t fix what I did. But I want to try. Please, just give me a chance.”

She stared at him for a long moment, her expression unreadable. Then, without another word, she stepped back inside and slammed the door in his face.

Max stood there, staring at the closed door, the sound of it still ringing in his ears. The weight of her words, the pain he’d caused, hung heavy in the air around him.

He slipped his hat back on, the brim casting a shadow over his eyes. As he turned and walked back to his truck, the gravel crunching beneath his boots, he realised something: he’d always been running. But for the first time in his life, he wasn’t sure if he could ever stop.

That night, Max couldn’t sleep. He tossed and turned, the weight of her words pressing on his chest like a stone. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her face—angry, hurt, and accusing. It had been easier when he thought he was protecting her by leaving. Now, after their argument, it was clear that all he’d done was rip open a wound neither of them had been able to heal.

With a frustrated groan, he threw off the blankets and sat up in bed. Sleep wasn’t coming—not tonight. He rubbed a hand over his face and glanced at the clock. It was just after midnight, but it felt like the hours were crawling by, leaving him trapped with his thoughts.

His mind wandered to the only place that ever brought him a sense of calm: the rodeo. The old training grounds on the outskirts of town where he’d spent countless nights like this, working out his frustrations with the one thing he understood—bull riding. He hadn’t been back there in years, but tonight, it felt like the only place he could go to clear his head.

Throwing on a pair of jeans and his boots, Max grabbed his jacket and slipped out of the house, the cool night air hitting his face as he headed to his truck.

The rodeo grounds were quiet when he pulled up, the faint glow of the moon casting long shadows over the empty bleachers. The scent of dirt and leather filled his lungs, familiar and comforting in a way that nothing else had been since he’d come back to town. He walked toward the arena, the sounds of his boots crunching on gravel the only thing breaking the silence.

As he got closer, something caught his eye. Movement in the arena. At first, he thought it was just his mind playing tricks on him, but then he saw her.

She was on horseback, weaving through the barrels in the dim moonlight, her movements graceful and precise. It was like watching a memory come to life. She moved with a fluidity that made it look effortless, but Max knew better. He’d seen the hours she used to put in, the work that went into every sharp turn, every quick burst of speed. She hadn’t lost her touch.

He stopped at the edge of the arena, standing just out of sight, not wanting to disturb her. For a moment, he just watched, his chest tightening as he remembered how much she loved this—how much they had loved this world together.

Then, it happened. As she rounded the last barrel, something went wrong. Maybe her horse misstepped, maybe she pushed too hard, but in an instant, she was thrown off, hitting the ground hard. Her horse skittered to the side, startled by the fall.

Before he could stop himself, Max was moving. He vaulted over the fence and ran toward her, his heart pounding in his chest. She was sitting up by the time he reached her, dusting off her jeans with a wince.

“Who the fuck did I piss off in my past life for you to be the one to find me?” she muttered, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she glanced up at him.

Max skidded to a halt, a little breathless, and held up his hands in surrender. “I was just passing by. You okay?”

She shot him a glare that could’ve melted steel. “Like you care.”

He didn’t argue, just crouched down beside her, unsure of what else to do. “How can I help?”

“Help?” She laughed bitterly, shaking her head. “You really think you can help now, after everything?”

“I don’t know,” he said honestly, his voice softer than before. “But I’m trying.”

She rolled her eyes, but her usual fire seemed to be dimmed, just a little. “Doctor’s orders,” she said finally, wincing as she shifted her leg. “You wanna help? Raise my leg and keep it elevated for fifteen minutes.”

Max hesitated for a moment, unsure if she was messing with him or not. But the way she was holding her side, the tightness in her face, told him this was real.

He nodded and carefully slid his arm under her leg, lifting it gently and resting it on his knee. She didn’t protest, but she also didn’t look at him. They sat there in silence, the tension between them as thick as the night air.

The minutes dragged by, and Max could feel every second of it. He kept his gaze focused on the ground, resisting the urge to say something—anything—to break the silence. But she was the one who spoke first.

“You should’ve stayed gone,” she said quietly, her voice lacking the venom it usually held.

Max swallowed hard, his throat dry. “I couldn’t.”

“You mean you didn’t want to. Big difference.” She still wasn’t looking at him, her focus trained on the darkened arena ahead of them.

He shifted slightly, careful not to jostle her leg. “I missed this place,” he said after a long pause. “Missed the people. Missed… you.”

She scoffed, but there was less bite to it. “You missed me? Is that why you didn’t call for eight years? ‘Cause you missed me?”

“I didn’t know how,” he admitted, his voice low. “I thought you’d moved on. I thought it was easier for you if I wasn’t in the picture.”

“Easier?” She let out a humourless laugh. “Do you even hear yourself, Max? You just disappeared. You didn’t even give me the chance to move on, to deal with any of it. You just left, and I had to pick up the pieces.”

He clenched his jaw, the guilt settling deep in his chest. “I thought I was doing what was best.”

“Stop saying that,” she snapped, finally turning to look at him. Her eyes were filled with anger, but underneath it was something else—something softer, more vulnerable. “You keep saying that like it was some noble thing you did, but all you did was make a decision for both of us. You never even asked me what I wanted.”

Max opened his mouth to respond, but nothing came out. She was right. He hadn’t asked. He’d just assumed.

They fell into silence again, the weight of the unspoken things between them pressing down like a heavy fog.

After what felt like forever, she sighed, leaning back against the fence, her leg still resting on his knee. “You know,” she said quietly, “there was a time when I would’ve given anything to hear you say you missed me. But now… I don’t even know what to do with that.”

Max looked at her, his chest tightening at the sight of her so close, yet so far away. “I’m trying,” he said softly. “I know I messed up. I know I can’t fix what I did, but I’m here now. I want to make it right.”

She didn’t respond, just stared out at the empty arena, her face unreadable.

The silence stretched between them, and Max could feel the weight of it settling in his bones. He wanted to say more, to tell her everything that had been building inside him for years. But the words felt too small, too insignificant for the damage he’d caused.

After a long while, she spoke again, her voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know if it’s enough.”

Max’s heart clenched, but he nodded. “I get that,” he said quietly. “But I’m not going anywhere this time.”

She didn’t say anything else, and the two of them sat there in the quiet of the rodeo grounds, with nothing but the stars and the distant sounds of the horses to keep them company.

For the first time in years, it wasn’t the silence that felt unbearable. It was the hope buried somewhere beneath it.

She shifted slightly, wincing a bit as she adjusted her leg on his knee. Max kept his hold steady, though every muscle in him was tense. He was waiting, unsure if she’d kick him out of her life again or keep him suspended in this strange limbo they found themselves in.

“What was it like?” she asked suddenly, her voice soft but cutting through the stillness. She didn’t look at him, just kept her eyes trained on the horizon, as if the answer was out there somewhere in the night sky. “To make it big? To live that life?”

Max glanced at her, surprised by the question. For a moment, he wasn’t sure how to respond. His instinct was to downplay it, to gloss over the highs and lows like he had so many times before when people asked. But this wasn’t just anyone asking—it was her.

He took a deep breath. “It was everything I thought it’d be,” he started, his voice low. “At first, anyway. The crowds, the money, the fame… it was wild. Everything moved so fast. One minute I was just this kid from nowhere, the next I was on posters, doing interviews, getting invited to places I’d never even dreamed of.”

He paused, rubbing the back of his neck as the memories flooded back. “The adrenaline—it’s like nothing else. Every ride, every victory, it felt like I was on top of the world. But the crashes… they’re just as big. Bigger, even.”

She listened quietly, her face unreadable. He wasn’t sure if she cared or if she was just being polite, but he kept going, needing to get it out.

“There were nights when I’d lie awake in a hotel room, hundreds of miles from home, and wonder what the hell I was doing,” he admitted, his voice softer now. “I was surrounded by people all the time, but I never felt more alone. It was like… like I was chasing something, and no matter how far I got, I couldn’t catch it. Every high came with a low, and after a while, the lows started outweighing everything else.”

She still didn’t say anything, her eyes fixed on the stars. He looked down at the ground, the dirt beneath his boots feeling more real than anything had in a long time.

“I got tired of it,” he confessed after a long pause. “Tired of the crowds, the noise, the pressure to be something I wasn’t sure I wanted to be anymore. I missed this place. I missed…” He trailed off, but she didn’t need him to finish the sentence. They both knew what he meant.

Finally, she turned her head slightly, her eyes finding his. “And you think you can just come back?” she asked, her voice steady but tinged with something bitter, something hurt. “After all of that? Just walk back into this life like nothing happened?”

Max swallowed hard. “No,” he said quietly. “I don’t think that. I know I can’t just… fix things. I’m not here to pretend that the past didn’t happen.”

She looked at him for a long moment, her gaze sharp, cutting through the quiet. “Why should I trust you?”

He didn’t flinch at the question. He’d been expecting it, waiting for it.

“You don’t have to,” he answered honestly, meeting her eyes. “I know I haven’t earned that. Not yet. Maybe not ever.”

Her jaw clenched, and she turned her gaze back to the arena. “You hurt me, Max. You didn’t just leave—you disappeared. Like I meant nothing.”

“I know,” he whispered, the words heavy with regret. “And I’m so damn sorry. If I could take it all back, I would.”

“Sorry isn’t enough,” she said, her voice trembling just slightly. “You don’t get to come back after eight years and expect me to forget what that felt like.”

He nodded, his throat tight. “I’m not asking you to forget. Or even to forgive me right away. I just want a chance to make things right. To prove that I’m not that guy anymore.”

She didn’t respond, just sat there in the silence, her leg still resting on his knee. It was a strange kind of intimacy—one built on years of unresolved hurt, but also on something deeper. Something neither of them wanted to name yet.

After a while, she sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. “Nothing ever changed here, you know,” she said quietly, her voice almost a whisper. “While you were out there, living that big life, everything just… stayed the same. The same people, the same rodeos, the same barns. It was like I was stuck while you were off becoming someone else.”

Max’s chest tightened at her words. He couldn’t imagine what that must’ve felt like, to watch the world move on without her, to feel left behind. And worse, to know he was part of the reason she felt that way.

“I’m sorry,” he said again, the words feeling inadequate, but it was all he had. “I didn’t mean to… I didn’t want to leave you stuck. I thought you’d move on. I thought you’d—”

“Stop thinking,” she cut in, her voice sharp again, though there was a weariness in her eyes. “You keep telling yourself you did what was best for me, but you never asked me what I wanted. You just decided for both of us.”

He nodded, taking the hit. She was right, and he wasn’t going to argue with that.

She shifted again, pulling her leg off his knee and standing up, brushing the dirt off her jeans. Max stood too, though he kept his distance, unsure of what to do next. The tension between them was still there, heavy and thick, but something had changed. There was a crack in the wall she’d built around herself, just a small one, but it was there.

“Look,” she said after a long pause, her voice softer now. “I don’t know what you expect to happen. I don’t know if I can ever trust you again. But… I don’t hate you. Not anymore. I thought I did, for a long time. But it’s just… it’s hard to hate someone you used to love that much.”

His heart stuttered in his chest at the word “love.” Even though it was in the past tense, it still felt like a lifeline.

“I don’t expect anything,” he said quietly. “I just want to be here. Whatever that looks like.”

She gave him a long look, her eyes searching his face as if she was trying to figure out if he was telling the truth. Finally, she nodded, just once. “We’ll see.”

It wasn’t a promise. It wasn’t even close. But it was something.

She turned and started walking toward her truck, her steps slow, like she was still testing how much she could trust the ground beneath her.

Max watched her go, his hands shoved deep in his pockets, the weight of the past still pressing on him. But for the first time in a long time, he felt like maybe, just maybe, he had a chance.

And he wasn’t going to waste it.

part three

[lyslsstuff]

YUKI TO RED BULL.

Weapons au by @roosterhouse

@girlrussell @leftneb @lain-at-the-gay-bar @blairdii @bepbops @kolbalissh @ellearts @d00dlespng @lewispitlane

[beiasluv]

german’s shepherd | s. vettel (5)

a/n: ignore the timeline ig 🤭 enjoyy

yourinsta

liked by redbullracing, lewishamilton and 375,418 others

yourinsta ❤️

view all 96,618 comments

redbullracing ❤️

username YN AND SEB WHEN???

username WHAT IS HAPPENING??

username MOTHER IS MOTHERING

username EXACTLY

username IS SHE MOVING TO RED BULL???

username when is sebastian joining social media?? 😩

username the question is ‘when is yn joining Red Bull??’

username isn’t horner talking about signing her for next season??

username did we forget what happened between seb and mark 😭💔

username I’m kinda up for the lovers to enemies 🤭🤭

yourinsta’s story

reply

twitternews

liked by f1gossips, username and 96,267 others

twitternews red bull driver, sebastian vettel, speaks up about the latest rumors concerning his potential teammate of the current ferrari driver, yn ln.

later this week the ferrari driver was seen visiting the Red Bull racing HQ, accompanied by vettel for a photo shoot. a possible sign for resignation or a new member for red bull?

view all 29,672 comments

username ‘we’ll see’ my ASS

username just look at his face. he is definitely planning to have her as his teammate

username so nobody’s gonna talk about the fact that yn visited Red Bull racing hq?

username idc what anyone says. brutally honest, both teams are doing a bad job of taking care of their drivers🤷‍♀️

username are they tho? drivers are a part of the performance too; as of a matter of fact, the biggest part.

username if yn’s leaving ferrari, good for her. but, at the same time, it seems like Red Bull is trying to get rid of sebastian as well.

username you know what? I just need yn and seb together for a season. that’ll do my therapy, thank you.

yourinsta

liked by scuderiaferrari, danielricciardo and 1,962,518 others

yourinsta I am here by to announce my teammate for ferrari this season. looking forward to an another great year with you ❤️

view all 56,168 comments

scuderiaferrari

liked by yourinsta, f1 and 1,971,258 others

scuderiaferrari coming soon, vettel + ln. 🏆

view all 751,506 comments

username BIGGEST PLOT TWIST OF THE YEAR

username and I thought yn is joining seb in Red Bull 😭

like, reblog, comment, or whatever if you liked it🩷 thank you pookies

today’s a great day to take care of yourself!!!

[cutielando]

Hi!! I just found your account and love it! I was wondering if I could request either a Charles or Max imagine where the reader is a well known voice actor?

my joy | m.v.

synopsis: in which you score a big role

my masterlist

liked by maxverstappen1, carmenmmundt and 728,463 others

yourusername back to work✨

view all 29,184 comments

user1 YESSSSS

user2 WE'RE GETTING Y/N DOUBLING AGAIN AHH

carmenmmundt can’t wait!!!!❤️❤️

yourusername love you!!❤️

maxverstappen1 💙

yourusername 💙

user3 max subtly commenting 😭😭

yoursister can't wait to see it <3

yourusername <3

user4 WHAT DO YOU KNOW?????

yoursister i know nothing

user5 our favorite voice actor for real

landonorris ugh, do i have to listen to your annoying voice again?

yourusername i have to put up with your annoying presence every week, but you don't see me complain

landonorris that was unnecessarily mean...

maxverstappen1 you were asking for it

zendaya the queen is back to work 🫶🏻🫶🏻

yourusername you're too sweet, z <33

charles_leclerc you promised you would call me with another role... :(

yourusername i'm sorry char, they gave it to carlossainz55 :(((

charles_leclerc TRAITOR

carlossainz55 i'm just better

redbullracing Our favorite actress, back in action!💙

yourusername you flatter me, admin <3

danielricciardo they're biased, that's why

redbullracing doesn't change the facts

alex_albon again?

yourusername always :)

user6 i love how Y/N is just friends with every driver lol

user7 Max won in life fr

user8 your honor, i love her 😍

liked by maxverstappen1, f1 and 102,538 others

disneystudios & yourusername We are proud to announce that Y/N Y/L/N has joined the cast of Inside Out as the voice of Joy!

view all 19,157 comments

yourusername i'm so happy and grateful for this opportunity!!!🩵

maxverstappen1 insanely proud of you <3

yourusername staaaaawp ily <3

maxverstappen1 ily <3

alexandrasaintmleux omg so proud of youuuuu <333

yourusername ilyyyyy <3

user1 OMG NO WAYYYYY

user2 this movie just got 10 times better

user3 THE QUEEN IS BACK YAYYYYYY💙💙

landonorris how can you play something so fun when you're so not fun?

yourusername same way you can drive fast cars when you're a menace on the roads?

landonorris why do you always bully me? :(

yourusername you started it

maxverstappen1 stop arguing with her

yourusername what he said!!!

redbullracing Our joy!!💙💙

yourusername stoooop <3

user4 why does rb admin love y/n more than we do?

redbullracing it's just the y/n effect

carmenmmundt CONGRATS!!!! <3

yourusername thank you honey!!! 💙🫶🏻

francisca.cgomes MY BABE DID IT!!!!!!💙💙

yourusername ILYYYY❤️

flavy.barla SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!!

yourusername thanksiessssss <3

pierregasly why is Y/N stealing our girlfriends?

yourusername because i'm so much better than you guys

alexandrasaintmleux true

carmenmmundt can't argue with that

francisca.cgomes don't be jealous boys

flavy.barla it's nothing personal

liked by yourusername, landonorris and 4,194,385 others

maxverstappen1 Amazed by what you do every single day. I'm proud of everything you are, thank you for allowing me to be a part of your life and journey <3 tagged: yourusername

view all 391,463 comments

yourusername you're going to make me cry :(((((

yourusername why are you so sweet

yourusername i love you so much💙💙💙

maxverstappen1 i love you 1000 times more💙

francisca.cgomes SOOOOOO BEAUTIFUL BABY

yourusername THANK YOU BABE💙

maxverstappen1 stop flirting in the comments

francisca.cgomes you can't come between our love

yourusername you will never be able to keep us apart

landonorris we get it, you love your gf

maxverstappen1 don’t be jealous

yourusername don’t worry, lando, you will find your own some time :))

user1 WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE😭😭

redbullracing 💙💙💙

yourbestfriend you make me want to gouge my eyes out

yourusername awwww, so sweet

maxverstappen1 we often have that effect on people

charles_leclerc i can confirm

alex_albon same

carlossainz55 true

yourusername OKAY WE GET IT

comments and re-blogs help us grow!

much appreciated!!

REQUEST HERE

[formula1au]

enemies to lovers texts | max verstappen

summary: you and max are enemies, but you two are both obsessed with each other

[diqldrunks]

snap out of it — max verstappen

requests are open! send me anything!! [nav | inbox]

a/n: if there's anything you'd like to see in this, send an ask!! please reblog if you enjoy <3

content: rivals to lovers, reader is in a crappy relationship, red bull!reader, there’s a little time skip!!

part one [18.12.24]

containing: a bitter boyfriend, scheming fans and twitter chaos

part two [tbc]

containing: [redacted], [redacted] and [redacted]

taglist; @see-me-wilding @forzacharlie16 @pastryfication @i-wanna-study @popsycles @cow-boy000 @iambored24601 @persephone-haven @eclipsedcherry @reidsworld @sepptember @formulaal @weekendlusting