#toto christian wolff

[bunny-jpeg]

sundays off

toto wolff

tags: smut/pwp, age gap (20s/50s), power dynamic, poorly translated german, lap sex/cowgirl position, oral sex (toto receives), couch sex, unprotected sex

a/n: *makes vague gestures* i wrote this in a back corner of a train heading to see my beloved <3

nothing felt better than a sunday night with no racing. at least that was what you told yourself. the season seemed to stretch on and ended in heartbreak as this was the final races with lewis. while the wound of departure still stung. you were happy for toto to be home.

the place you shared in monaco with your beloved partner. he wasn't your husband yet, and he was far too old to be your boyfriend. so, you were partners. it made you seem like you were crime fighters. but you were certain most crime fighting duos weren't doing this on a sunday night.

"that's it, geliebten. take me as good as you do." his voice tinged with a certain want that made you toes curl as your nose dug into his pelvic area in an attempt to deep-throat him.

you were toto's beloved, underneath all the pet names and heavy touches, you were the center of toto's universe. it was to such a degree that he couldn't have you on the track too often. it was fine at monaco or austria. that made sense, but if you lingered on the track for too long toto couldn't focus. but that meant the was pent up by the end of the season.

and when toto came home, he wanted to make up for lost time. and that usually started with re-training your throat. between his legs, your mouth around his cock as you pleasured him. eyes fluttered shut as you took him as deep as you could. you could feel the pleasure thump in the back of your head as your spit clung to your chin.

toto held your hair in his hand and his other hand on his thigh as he leaned back into the couch. he admired how you look as the pleasure coursed through his body. the feeling was something else, he could feel the thump of his heart in his ears as your nose rubbed up against his trimmed pubic hair. he was impressed with himself after all the time he could still keep up with a young thing like you. he said in that low voice of his, his accent heavier with lust, "was für eine wunderschöne prinzessin." the words burned in your brain and soaked your core as you continued to orally pleasure him.

you'd get yours soon enough, toto wasn't the type of man was satisfied with one round. a man like him only reached the heights he did because of an insatiable greed.

you continued to orally pleasure him and the pleasure grew with a fire in his gut. he shifted a little on the couch and held onto your head a little tighter. his grip could be so hard it could bruise, but he'd never hurt you like that (unless you begged very nicely).

"a beauty." he said lowly, "i missed you every weekend. the photos and videos don't do your beauty justice, prinzessin. i did like the one with you on our bed, you in my shirts and trying so hard to get yourself off... but it's impossible without me, right?" he heard you moan in response at his question.

he guided your head a little faster and he could feel you choke a little bit at the feeling of his cock intruding further down your throat and it made something race through him. double header after triple header, race after race, he yearned for the softness of his lover. he wished you didn't blind his focus so much or else you'd be in his lap during the race. but it would be hard to direct the likes of russell or lewis with a hard-on.

your throat tightened around his cock as he gave the back of your throat a few more thrusts before he came inside of your mouth. he groaned under his breath was he let go of your head and relaxed against the couch. the white leather was a place of such debauchery when the older man got his hands on you.

you swallowed dutifully and took your mouth off of his still hard cock. you looked up at him with a needy look in your eyes. you needed your pleasure met too. it was hard to give head and not get so sexually wound up. and toto was more than happy to give his princess everything she so desired.

he stroked his hard cock lazily, it slick with your spit. heat in his cheeks and his dark eyes took in the sight of you before he said, "if you want it, geliebten. you're going to have to work for it. i work hard to give you everything you want, but this, you're going to have to actually work for." then smiled like a mad-man when you scrambled up on shaky legs and got into his lap. your wet cunt took him beautifully.

he tensed up for a moment and swallowed from the feeling on his already overstimulated cock. he placed both of his large hands on your hips and guided your down. his cock nudged against what felt like your womb and toto loved the feeling. your warm walls made him feel the sharp feeling of pleasure in his body. and then when you started to move up and down his cock.

"oh, geliebten." he purred, "i see you haven't forgotten the lessons i've taught you. how to please a man." you barley had given a blow-job by the time you met. toto spent a summer break making sure you understood how to drive a man wild.

"how could i forget, toto." your hands were across his clothed chest. he was still mostly clothed while you were naked. save for the anklet on your left leg with toto's name on it. you giggled, heat risen in your cheeks, "i think you fucked all my university knowledge to make room for what you taught me."

he chuckled lowly as his hands roamed your hips and a little more north, his eyes trained on the jiggle of your breasts, "well, a lover can be a good teacher. especially when the student is so eager to please." his voice was like honey in your brain and it made you only more needy for him. he kissed at your breasts and held the fat flesh in his hands and dragged his teeth and tongue across it.

you continued to move against him. you felt the excitement run through you. his sole attention on you made your body heated. there was a fire in your core that yearned for him. you wanted him, you needed him. you were his world and he expected nothing but loyalty.

"please, toto. fuck, it feels good. it left impossible to cum when i was home alone. nothing beats you." and then yelped when toto slapped you on the ass which only made you tighten around him.

"i know, prinzessin. i think i may have broken your brain with sex... my apologies. but, don't worry, i won't even make you go without." he chuckled lowly as he continued to meet your pace. he watched your body move with each heavy thrust and he felt the excitement in his bones. weeks apart, the rush of the race. despite it all, toto thought of you. he loved you. he adored you in ways that he could never put into proper words. how could he? if one met an angel, they couldn't simply put the experience into words. it was the same with you.

his voice was heavy as the words tumbled out, there was a slight ache in his hip from your movements and the position. but that could be dealt with after, you cunt was soaked for him. he even slipped out a few times, but with a little help you managed to sink yourself back down onto him. he let out a groan and you arched your back a little.

"you feel so good, geliebten." he said with a heated lust in his tone as he gripped onto you a little tighter. you felt good, your cunt was perfect around him. the fire only grew in his core as you continued to fuck him feverishly.

there was a pain in your hips as you rode him, but it was overwhelmed by the feeling of pleasure in your body which kept you moving against him. the thump of your heart could be felt in the back of your mind with a heat in your cheeks. you loved him, you loved him so deeply. you missed him, the weeks apart made it hard for you to deny yourself him. to let yourself fuck him with wild abandon. it was hot. you knew you wouldn't last much longer, not while you were riding him so well that it short circuited your brain.

your pants were heavy, your tone low as you said to him, "toto, please, honey. i'm close." the thump in your soul was a raging fire as you continued to move your hips against him. you felt the fire through your blood as you kept your pace. you fucked him through your climax, you tensed around him which only made him more turned on.

"cum for me, angel." he said lowly, "cum like you've been meaning to." then kissed at your jaw as you gave it a few more heavy thrusts before he finished inside of you. he tensed up as he held you close and let you work his body through his climax.

eventually you slowed to a stop and you slumped against him. you wrapped your arms and held onto the soft material of his t-shirt. you knew he could keep going, but you were spent. surprising that even at his age he could happily keep going like a real stallion. you held onto him and kissed him until your lips were raw. it felt amazing, good in a way that made you excited all over. it was heated, a sense of euphoria rushed through you.

"got your fill, geliebten?" he asked softly, "i see that you missed me."

"i always miss you, honey." you exhaled deeply, "missing you is like missing a part of my soul. i always need it."

he kissed the side of your head as he held you. maybe next season you could visit a little more. it would be good for the team, bring up the morale. toto just had to think of a way to keep himself from getting distracted, but he had an entire off season to come up with a plan <3

[orgasming-caterpillar]

Toto Wolff pseudo-advocating gaslighting, manipulation and inflicting psychological distress upon young adults to chase a world championship? Fork found in kitchen.

[metanoiaepiphany]

[simplywrong]

This felt obligatory now

[glai1023-blog]

1. I dont think Leo and Roscoe will fight though because, Roscoe is a very chill bloke. Leo will just probably think its a chance to show off his running skills.

2. Toto vs Christian, that I would pay to watch. Winner gets Max on their team for the next season. 😂😂😂

from @leclercsletters twitter/x post

[maxillness]

⎯⎯ ୨ Character Masterlist ୧ ⎯⎯

ˏˋ Toto Wolff ˊˎ

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ˏˋ Lorenzo Leclerc ˊˎ

ˏˋ Logan Sargeant ˊˎ

ˏˋ Mark Webber ˊˎ

ˏˋ Daniel Ricciardo ˊˎ

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ˏˋ Sebastian Vettel ˊˎ

ˏˋ Nico Rosberg ˊˎ

ˏˋ Kimi Räikkönen ˊˎ

ˏˋ Michael Schumacher ˊˎ

ˏˋ Pierre Gasly ˊˎ

ˏˋ Sergio Perez ˊˎ

ˏˋ Fernando Alonso ˊˎ

ˏˋ Charles Leclerc ˊˎ

ˏˋ Lance Stroll ˊˎ

ˏˋ Kevin Magnussen ˊˎ

ˏˋ James Hunt ˊˎ

ˏˋ Jenson Button ˊˎ

ˏˋ Nico Hülkenbergˊˎ

ˏˋ Max Verstappen ˊˎ

ˏˋ Lewis Hamilton ˊˎ

ˏˋ Mick Schumacher ˊˎ

ˏˋ Carlos Sainz ˊˎ

ˏˋ Oscar Piastri ˊˎ

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[fanfictionismyaddiction]

"Please, don't freak out, but I may have been in a tiny little accident." For Toto Wolff with wife reader. Thanks!! :))

Missed Call Part 1

Part 2

Word count: 962

Pairing: Toto Wolff x wife!reader

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The race was chaos—cars speeding around the track, radios buzzing with information, engineers and strategists talking over each other. Toto Wolff was in his element, focused on every detail, every split-second decision that could change the outcome. The adrenaline kept him sharp, his mind working at a hundred miles an hour. But in the back of his mind, there was a nagging thought, one that had been bothering him for the past hour.

He hadn’t checked his phone.

Normally, it wouldn’t bother him. You knew how intense race weekends could be, and you never interrupted unless it was urgent. But something was gnawing at him, a sense that he had missed something important. The race was finally over—Mercedes had done well, not a win, but decent points in the bag. As the team celebrated, Toto slipped away from the paddock to check his phone.

Several missed calls.

Your name stared back at him from the screen, and a cold sense of dread washed over him. You had called multiple times, then sent a short message: "Call me when you can. Please."

His heart dropped. This wasn’t normal. You never called like this during a race unless something was wrong.

Without a second thought, he dialed your number, his pulse racing faster than any car on the track. The line rang once… twice… and then you picked up, your voice quiet.

“Hey,” you started softly, but he didn’t let you finish.

“Why did you keep calling?!” he demanded, his voice harsher than he intended. “What happened? Are you alright? Why did you just stop?”

You took a deep breath on the other end. “Please, don’t freak out, but… I may have been in a tiny little accident.”

His chest tightened immediately. “A tiny little accident? What do you mean? Where are you? What happened?”

You tried to keep your tone light, but there was a faint tremble in your voice. “I was driving home from the store and… someone ran a red light. They hit me, and the car flipped. I—”

“The car flipped?!” His voice was rising, catching the attention of people around him. A few team members exchanged worried glances, sensing his panic.

“I’m fine now,” you continued quickly, as if trying to defuse the tension. “I’m a little bruised, but the paramedics checked me out and everything’s okay.”

Toto wasn’t listening to the reassurances. His mind was filled with images of you trapped, hurt, and scared. “You were in an accident, and I didn’t answer? You tried to call me, and I didn’t pick up?”

“Toto, please—”

“Where are you? Are you still at the hospital? I’m coming—”

“I’m home,” you interrupted, your voice steady but tired. “They discharged me. I wanted to let you know, but I didn’t want to panic you during the race. I thought you could call me after…”

“After?” Toto’s voice cracked. “After?! You were in a car accident, hurt, and I didn’t even know for an hour! I should have been there. I should have—”

“Toto!” You raised your voice, finally stopping him. “I’m okay. I’m sore, yes, but I’m not dying. You’re freaking out, and it’s only making this worse. I called you because I love you, but I knew how much was happening today. I didn’t want you to lose focus.”

His eyes darted around as he ran his hand through his hair, trying to breathe. The engineers nearby whispered, confused by his reaction. James Vowles approached cautiously, seeing his team principal pale and shaking.

“Is everything alright?” James asked gently, eyes scanning Toto’s face.

Toto shook his head. “No. Everything is not alright.” He looked at the phone again, like it had betrayed him. “My wife… she’s been in an accident.”

James immediately placed a hand on Toto’s shoulder. “She’s okay, though? Is there anything we can do?”

“She’s at home,” Toto muttered, barely hearing the people around him. “But I wasn’t there… I wasn’t there when she needed me.”

Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, you could hear the distress in his voice. “Toto, listen to me,” you said, your own heart aching for him. “I’m okay now. I promise. You didn’t know. You couldn’t have known. Please don’t do this to yourself.”

James gestured for others to step back, knowing how private Toto was about his personal life, but even he seemed unsure of how to calm his boss down.

“I could have known,” Toto said quietly, almost to himself. “I could have answered. What if it had been worse?”

“Toto,” you said, your voice soft but insistent. “I don’t need you to beat yourself up over this. I’m okay. You’re here now.”

He ran a hand over his face, finally starting to breathe more steadily. “I’ll come home right away.”

“You don’t need to,” you tried, knowing how much work still needed to be done post-race. “Take care of what you need to there, then come home.”

“No,” he said firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument. “I’m coming now.”

You sighed, knowing you wouldn’t win this one. “Alright. I’ll be here. Just… don’t drive like a madman.”

There was a pause before he spoke again, his voice softer. “I love you. I’m sorry I wasn’t there.”

“I love you too. And you’ll be here soon. That’s what matters.”

Toto hung up, still shaken, but with a determination in his eyes. “I have to go,” he said to James, who nodded with understanding.

“We’ll take care of everything here,” James assured him. “Go be with her.”

Toto nodded, his usual calm and collected demeanor shattered, but he wasted no time. He needed to see you, hold you, and make sure with his own eyes that you were okay. The race didn’t matter anymore—only you did.

[ef-1]

In honour of the last race of the season, here are some respectful moments from 2023 🩷

[warcriminalpastry]

bro he was waiting for you at the ripe age of 12

[subaru-copilot]

i love the continuous hate game they have

[bunny-jpeg]

secret tattoos (vol. 5)

toto wolff

tags: smut/pwp, tattoos, power dynamics, tp!toto & driver!reader, age gap (20s/50s), daddy kink, secret relationship, jealous!toto, fingering, couch sex & modified cowgirl, multiple orgasms

max edition // charles edition // lando edition // lewis edition

toto wolff was certain that he knew everything about you. after all, you were the crown jewel of mercedes. he needed to know everything about you. general details like your date of birth and your height. things on a wikipedia page. but, he also knew the deeper things. thing you'd never tell a soul. how it felt being bullied in school to how many boyfriends you had in your life (it wasn't many). toto knew you inside and out.

so imagine his surprise when he saw you walk into the paddock with a tight tank top on and baggy joggers on. your hands on your hips, ready to get back to racing after the summer off. while it wasn't how toned your arms were or how your breasts looked in your top. it was the ink on your arm. on your left bicep near your shoulder there was a tattoo.

now why did his little angel get a tattoo over the break?

"mister wolff..." you said as you looked over your shoulder to see if anyone was looking at you too. you noticed your boss' arms across his chest as he looked down at you.

the downside of having a mountain of a man for a boss was that when he looked disappointed it felt more impactful due to how he had to look down at you.

you swallowed as you reached for him, "daddy." you said in a quieter tone. you reached for him and he instead reached for you and showed you your own arm.

"mein liebchen.... what is this?"

you looked at your arm and replied, "a tattoo?"

toto looked at you closer, "where did you get this? when did you get this?" you spent most of the summer break with him in monaco. there was very little time you spent apart.

"i was out with max one night." you said as you looked to your boss/lover. the words came out so casually. out with max. you looked down at the tattoo and said, "i had been meaning to get one for months. and he helped me pick it out."

toto frowned. he wasn't that he was jealous of the driver. he knew the two of you were closer in age, but the idea that max got to pick out your tattoo left something sour in the older man's stomach. he took you by the chin and made you look up at him even more.

he said to you, "you should not be letting men pick out your tattoos." then said before he leaned in to place a kiss on your lips.

you frowned when he pulled away soon after, "he's just a friend, daddy." your words made something curl in his core. something that wouldn't be actualized until that night in your hotel room.

once you were naked in his room, walking around like you owned the place as you went to grab some of the take-out that toto bought you. a treat for your stellar performance on the track. you leaned over the coffee table to grab a vegetable spring roll before toto reached over from the couch to pull you in closer.

he was dressed in loose pajama pants and a white tank top that showed off the muscles he had. while he wasn't jacked like some of the guys you've seen, his build still left you hungry for more. you yelped and almost dropped the food as he examined your nude body.

he moved you to his liking to look at every inch.

"what are you doing, toto?" you asked before you took a bite of your food. you yelped when he smacked you ass.

"making sure that verstappen didn't suggest anymore ink on your body." he then took you by the wrist and kissed the center of it. and soon you ended up in his lap. he knew that only he could see you this naked, to prance around his hotel room with not a single stitch on.

but it didn't curb the jealousy in his gut. to know the way max talked to you, how flirty he could be. the way he made you laugh, it only made something ugly rise in toto. especially as he got your legs open and sank two fingers into your achy cunt.

"let me pick the next one. if there is a next one." he rubbed your clit with his thumb as he pumped his fingers in and out of you. he watched you shudder and squirm against him. but he wrapped his other arm around you to keep you stuck to him.

the pleasure rushed through you and the rest of the spring roll tumbled onto the floor. forgotten as toto finger-fucked you. you moaned loudly and squirmed in his touch. you felt the inferno quickly grow in your gut. you tensed up for a moment as toto got three thick fingers inside of you along with teasing your hard clit.

your cunt was soaked and your noises edged on being loud. toto didn't care that you were loud, he hoped that max (who was in another hotel all together) could hear how toto made you feel. that even at his age, toto still fucked like a stallion. he knew how to make precious little things like you come apart under his touch.

"mmm, so perfect for me." his voice was low and it reverberated in his head. you felt so small in his lap, stuffed with thick fingers as he made sure that your thoughts were only on him. you tensed up and could hear your heartbeat in your ears.

"please, ah, daddy." you really were his precious driver. you were his superstar on the track. he knew he spoiled you a little, he shouldn't be giving you chinese food and orgasms. but, you were often good for him. plus, it was easier to catch drivers with honey than vinegar. he could be rough with you on the track, but unless he wanted you to slink off to red bull (or worse max), he had to be willing to be a little softer.

"that's my angel." he said as he played with your clit further. he watched your moan and he could feel the temperature rise in your body. "i'm thinking a nice wolf for your next tattoo. something that remind you of me." he could imagine it. it would look cute on your skin and he knew that he'd kiss it often. while it wasn't his actual last name, it would do until you were off the track. he didn't want people to question your abilities if you got hitched halfway through a season.

he didn't want to people to wonder if toto was playing favourites (he was, but it wasn't anyone else's business). he wasn't hastily fingering any other driver and watching them moan with cute abandon. he managed to pull not one, but two orgasms out of you.

"there we go." he said, hard to think about anyone else when toto fucked your brains out by just using his fingers. when he pulled the digits out, he licked them and maintained eye contact with you.

he watched you swallowed with a needy want. he wasn't finished with you yet. he handled you with ease, while a little rough as he got his cock out of his pants and you seated on his size. he watched your back arched as you slick cunt clenched around his length.

"daddy." you said with your tongue feeling heavy. oh, weren't just a dream for your daddy. your boss. your toto. you didn't run on rationale, only instinct. toto knew you couldn't be with a man like max, he didn't have the stamina and experience the way toto did.

toto could go for long periods of time, he had it in time to tire you out before he stopped. he knew that having a younger lover meant keeping up. and toto had the energy in spades. and in the event he couldn't, he had a vast collection of ways to keep you satisfied. none included the help of max verstappen.

"no more tattoos without my permission." he said as he watched you ride his cock. it was quite the sight. he leaned further against the leather couch and watched you work his length. he looked from your breasts to your face and asked, "right, mein liebchen?"

you swallowed and said, "but, daddy."

he gripped your ass and met your pace with heavy thrusts that took the air out of your lungs. he said, "tsk, tsk, tsk." he shook his head, "i said, no more tattoos without permission. i don't need you marking up your body and me not knowing."

you swallowed and held onto his shoulders as you moved against him. you nodded sweetly and let out a sweeter moan. you replied, "no more, sir. not without your permission." the domineering action made you feel hotter.

he kissed your neck and said, "good girl." then slapped your ass as you continued to move against him. he captured your lips as he continued to rock you up against his cock. you felt the flurry of overstimulated pleasure through your body.

neither of you were going to last long. the kisses got even more heated as you rutted against him with a feverish pace. you could feel a third orgasm come over you and your short nails dug into toto's exposed shoulders. you moaned loudly into the kiss and came around his cock.

the heightened pleasure made you feel dizzy. you eventually were slumped against your older lover/boss and he continued to work your hips against him. your pussy was slick and wetness stained the front of his sleeping pants as he moved you to his liking. he knew you weren't thinking about anything.

and it sated the rise of jealousy in his gut. he knew that he made you feel good and that you wouldn't go running off. not when toto had you wrapped between his fingers. but he'd take care of you. always.

"that's it, mein liebchen." he groaned as he continued to bully his cock into you. the words were going in one ear and out the other. but that was alright. toto didn't mind if you had no words to say. your quieter moans was enough for him.

letting you have a little reboot while he chased his own pleasure. he continued to move up against you and held onto you tightly as he reached his own climax. he groaned with his head tilted back.

he could feel the stagger in his chest as he came inside of you. stellar on the track and like a dream in the bedroom. you were his future world champion (and wife). he slowed to a stop and patted you on the back. he could feel how hot and sweaty you were.

when he stopped, he took you by the chin and made you look him in the eyes. he panted heavily as he asked, "no more tattoos?"

and like a good girl, you nodded and got out the words, "no more tattoos, sir."

-

toto wolff was certain that he knew everything about you. you were his treasure, the light of his life.

so when you undressed in his hotel room in austin. he wasn't more ink on your skin. except instead of a cute little tea bag on your arm. next to it was something that especially caught toto off guard.

you turned a little to show it off, "do you like it, daddy?" you asked. and toto took it in. it was a small wolf. his mouth went dry when you added, "i thought of you the entire time i was getting it done."

maybe toto did like tattoos on you <3

tea bag tattoo

wolf tattoo

[raikkoberg]

I saw this meme format and I had to do it.

[cadillacjohnf1]

Predictions for the Abu Dhabi GP:

George and Max crash on Turn 1 and get out of their cars to fistfight each other (they both lose)

Charles pregnancy annoucement (he doesn't know who the father is)

Toto Wolff and Christian Horner get married 'for the bit' (they adopt 3 dogs and an orphan)

Lando and Oscar receive an award for somehow being the most unproblematic couple on the grid

Liam Lawson has hate sex with a Spanish speaking driver in a bathroom somewhere (it's probably Checo) (no-one cares)

Franco starts dating the Queen of England

[natailiatulls07]

A Redbull girl

2023 formula one grid & female!driver!reader (mainly redbull)

Summary - Summer break is over and the redbull family is back together

Warning - None, Y/n gets drunk?

Part 2

Reader drives for Redbull

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yourusername

One last summer dump before we return to the tracks

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= yourusername Because I can 😌

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Spotted: Y/n L/n, one of redbull's drivers, has arrived in Zandvoort, Netherlands only two days before the official race weekend

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maxverstappen1

Went out clubbing before the race weekend, it's safe to say that Y/n got the most drunk lol

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username The budlight box 💀

yourusername I am definitely feeling the consequences

= landonorris You thought fernando was tom cruise 😅

= username TOM CRUISE 🤣

carlossainz55 It was a great night though

= estebanocon You can say that again!!

yourusername posted a story

redbullracing

Summer break done and our favourites are back!!

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username So excited! They are my favourite trio!!

username She's Barbie and they're just ken

username Oh how I miss these guys ☺️

danielricciardo We're back baby

= yourusername Watch out everyone this season will be our season!!

= maxverstappen1 Always is!

yourusername

One and two for Redbull once again,

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username Congrates babes!

gerihalliwellhorner Totally deserves it girl, looking forward to the bbq 😘

= yourusername Thank you Mother Spice, can't wait to see you 😆

christianhorner A job well done 👏🏻

username I love the whole redbull family dynamic!

christianhorner

Had the Redbull family over for a bbq, loved using my new grill 🥩

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yourusername Thank you so much, loved our gossip session Mother Spice 💅

= gerihalliwayhorner Ofc we need to do it more often!

danielricciardo Thank you Horner family, thank you for making sure Y/n didn't get flat out drunk again lol

username The Horner/Redbull family is thriving!!

maxverstappen1 Thank you! Can't wait for the next!

[kazzle-dazzles-side-eyes]

12 things in F1 I consider to be my Roman Empires because I think about them all the time:

1. The whole brocedes story, every detail of it.

2. Toto & Lewis and Toto & Nico’s relationships that go on for so long and has become so special. Especially Toto & Lew right now because of the tense situation inside of the team.

3. Max’s daddy issues and how much I relate to him; and no one deserves this kind of things. Jos is not a good father, never been.

4. The fact that Max still has his terrible father around, but Mick doesn’t have his good dad near. He said he would give up everything just for that.

5. The whole Michael-Seb-Mick situation is very traumatic and tragic, makes me cry and wonder how it would have been if the ski accident hadn’t happened. The way Mick said, “What my dad was to Sebastian, he is for me.”

6. How everyone compares Mick to Michael.

7. Sebastian had had a dream to win a championship with Ferrari in honour of his hero and his friend Michael Schumacher, but he never did. He said he had failed.

8. How everyone easily forgets about Sebastian Vettel and never mentions him, never speaks about him as if he has never existed.

9. Alonso had his last win back in 2013 and that almost everyone he had raced against in the past and had been close to retired.

10. How everyone sexualises drivers, especially Charles Leclerc as if it is a normal thing to do.

11. People tend to forget that drivers are not robots and have feelings—they feel all the pressure and hate, and that’s actually hard to bear.

12. How many controversial things happen in F1 every day, but no one really cares: when someone talked bad about Lewis skin colour behind his back; this whole christian horner thing; the fact no one openly judges jos for what he did; the way girls being called wags and “Toto Wolff’s wife” but never Susie Stoddart Wolff, a former professional racing driver and a current managing director of F1 Academy.

[stop-that-train]