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big reputations - daniel ricciardo

─── ❝ ooh, you and me, we got big reputations ❞ ───

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part one - he showed up with a dream

part two - don't be bitter!

part three - they're thirst trapping the poor woman

part four - stay fucking calm! it's happening!

part five - proud parents

part six - peak sibling behavior

part seven - a pissed off chaos goblin

part eight - all along there was some invisible string tying you to me

part nine - karma is the what??

part ten - it's vegas baby!

THIS IS GONNA BE BOMB

born from two stars a fem!driver series

a formula one driver and a model. jenson button and ria l/n. the perfect pair. the media’s it couple. at least, they were popular until they had their child, that is.

y/n button was never meant to be born, but despite the discourse that followed her birth, they never tried to keep her a secret, either. she spent most of her childhood in the public eye, playing hide-and-seek with drivers around the paddock, or watching models walk down the runway with her mother.

from a young age, her father knew that his daughter would become a formula one driver, a legacy, a champion in his name, just as he did. her mother, on the other hand, wants her to be an icon for women around the world, a spokesperson and an inspiration, just as she is.

so what better way to do both than become formula one’s youngest and only female driver in decades?

remember the past

live in the present

2023

2024

2025

imagine the future

2026

2027

a final interview by lissie mackintosh

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biggest credit and love to @disneyprincemuke and @angsthology + anyone else who did a fem!driver fic before them 🫶🏼🫶🏼

@namgification let me know if you’d like to added to the series taglist!

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te quiero besar - c.sainz

─── ❝ el pasado cambió la relación, hoy va mejor ❞ ───

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trope: childhood rivals to lovers, sworn off love

track 001. sola

track 002. mamiii

track 003. guapa

track 004. no te pertenezco

track 005. propuesta indecente

track 006. todo cambio

track 007. mayores

track 008. no mienten

track 009. la respuesta

... more to come soon

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the ‘born to die’ series

summary; a series of written/smaus fiction of various formula one drivers based on releases of singer, lana del rey

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norman fcking rockwell | daniel ricciardo

daniel proves that he is just a man and that’s just what he does.

the other woman | charles leclerc

after his engagement party, y/n realizes that she will always be the other woman.

ultraviolence | carlos sainz

carlos and y/n always find themselves going back to the same toxic relationship. no matter how hard they try, it just always felt like a kiss.

chemtrails over the country club | max verstappen

nobody’s son and nobody’s daughter finally find peace with each other after the toughness of their childhood.

carmen | lando norris

y/n was addicting to everyone, the boys and the girls. lando was just another one in her path to become ultimately addicted.

young and beautiful | oscar piastri

due to her pregnancy, y/n wonders if oscar will always love her, if he will love her after she’s had their baby, after she’s no longer young and beautiful

west coast | lewis hamilton

y/n leaves lewis due to the feeling of being held back from consistently traveling to his races, only to realize how much she missed him.

diet mountain dew | george russell

y/n begins to question the future of her relationship with george and if it’s worth all the stress

american | logan sargeant

y/n was never one to mess around and rebel against her parents, until she met a fellow american, logan

margaret | alex albon

when he knows that y/n is the one for him. when he knows that he will spend the rest of his life with her.

pretty when you cry | pierre gasly

y/n will always wait for pierre, no matter how many times he leaves her crying, she will always wait.

salvatore | esteban ocon

after living a life full of cold exes, y/n never expected to find her ‘salvatore’ during a summer in monaco

million dollar man | lance stroll

in the world of her million dollar man, y/n can’t help but feel like a lost puppy and stick out like a sore thumb leading to mess of jumbled feelings

born to die | fernando alonso

coming from two different worlds, two different generations with two different goals in life, fernando and y/n question if they were really born to die

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note; i've been meaning to do this series since norman fcking rockwell lol, but it's finally here! it may take some time to do everything but bear with me! and which fic I post may not be in order as listed!!

they hate when you serve polite cat and middle-aged office worker

#i’m not crying ur crying #😭

Interlinked - Please Be Proud

Yeahhhhh, I might have cried writing this. I feel bad but at the same time, this came out so well.

So to read this, you have to click and scroll. I don't want anyone peaking to the last picture. I will find you if you do so (or before you therapist or lawyer finds me first.)

I'd say enjoy, but you know - it's angst.

Next chapter out tomorrow night as an apology!

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i'm really out here simping over oscar piastri pixels ohhh i'm down so bad. the girls did not win today in fact the girls may be suffering actually

^ and LISTEN, if reiss manages to get oscar into a structured jacket like this then i take back anything bad i've ever said about mclaren. i've never thought anything bad about mclaren in my life. mclaren is my best friend. mclaren did no wrong. mclaren is my number 1 until i d-word blablabla

he's literally 🤏🏽 this big

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Hooked On A Feeling (ONGOING)

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Daniel is a Formula One driver, but, more importantly, he was a single dad to a wonderful little girl. He wants her to be a normal little girl, to have a normal social life, so he sends her to daycare. That was where she met Milo, her future best friend.

Milo's mother was incredibly stressed. She worked so hard to provide a good life for her son. But then he makes a new friend, a friend who has a hot dad (ofc they fall in love)

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#OMFG THISSSSSS ISSSSSS SOOOOO GOOD

Hello, me again lol. I just wanted to thank you for writing my max request, it was beautifully written and I loved it 😃.

I also wanted to as if it was alright if I made another request if its not too much. Can it please be another max verstappen x reader where its rivals to lovers (the reader can be his teammate or a driver from another team, u can pick), and there's pining from both sides, more so max's than readers. And it ends all fluffy please

Rookies, Rivals, Race Wins & Rogue Crashes - Max Verstappen

We're going with a Mercedes rival and waving goodbye to Lewis as they replace him with y/n!!!! Fr tho when Lewis retires, how cool would it be if they were like "and we're bringing in a female driver"? Also there is some slightly harsh criticism of George in this, don't get mad if you love him. It's nothing personal and its nothing I haven't seen online a million times by this point.

Bitchy!reader (when handling the media trying to rip into her) also completely unrealistic driving capabilities for reader, but like she's amazing and we have to make her someone that Max almost envies for the ability of.

When Mercedes announced that Lewis was leaving his seat in F1, the F1 media, fans and community as a whole was stunned. Too stunned to speak initially and then there was the theorising of who would take the seat, would it be a Williams driver. Perhaps Mick was being trusted with the position.

But nope.

Y/n Y/l/n.

Hardly anyone knew the name, but she was someone a few of the teams had noticed. Lewis gave her name as a recommendation and when Christian Horner had seemed to praise her in an interview last year. Mercedes chose not to lose out on the opportunity of bagging a young driver who stood out for her talent without forcing Mercedes (or any other team) to turn their heads. Instead they looked at her on their own.

They already lost the chance of Lando, Max, Charles and Oscar. With Lewis gone, they took a risk especially pairing her with George who has potential but equally struggles under pressure and can't always manage well in a race. To say Singapore made them doubt he could carry them after Lewis leaves, it would be an understatement and now they've got a rookie who didn't even go through F2.

More of a Kimi story with very few races in a single-seater. The FIA aren't exactly thrilled to allow her a super-license but they let her get away with it.

"So Max, you have been setting record. Going into 2024, now we've got an unexpected addition, y/n, to the grid. Do you think that we might see you be challenged?" The journalist asks as they sit in the Bahrain press conference, y/n smiles and waves at Max as he turns to look at her when they mention her name.

"I don't like to speak too early. But I do believe that I've seen and heard evidence that maybe all the men on the grid should be threatened. Including me. I think for Lewis to notice and then tell his team that she should take his spot, that's a big deal and for Mercedes to follow through on that and clearly they are confident in her abilities which...I can't see a reason for as to why they wouldn't be." Max nods making the rest of the couch seem to agree.

"Y/n, that's a bit compliment to have no only one but two world champions who hold many records in the sport."

"It is, yeah. I mean we'll have to really wait and see. I know pre-season testing can actually be deceptive. I'm looking forward to seeing what the season holds. Hopefully some battles with Max to knock him down a peg or two."

"Wow, that might be warning for some others to not be getting in your way."

"I won't be giving any special treatment." Lando comments from his spot between Max and y/n. "Feel like I'm already in the way for a brawl."

Most of the questions seem to go to y/n or Max. Her as the promising rookie with a lot of expectations and Max as the three time world champion now going into fighting for his fourth.

But honestly every time a question is shot at y/n, even the ones don't try to hide their judgement and attempts to tear her down. She answers without filter, without considering their feelings and basically telling them she's clearly better than them if they're the ones asking questions while she's the one answering them.

"Y/n, just finishing off. Do you really think out of everyone, you really deserve the Mercedes seat?"

"I mean if you were the interesting and talented one between us, you'd be up here with people trying to interrogate you. But instead most people watching probably don't even know your name and you're asking me if I deserve a seat that was not only given to me, but offered with insistence that there was no one else that they wanted. So even if someone else deserves the seat in your opinion, Mercedes didn't want them in the seat."

Jaws were dropped and silence follow that.

"Thank you." Y/n smiles making Max smile, having no reason to be proud of her but feeling an overwhelming sense of pride for the young woman.

The press conference is called to an end and she takes off with a very distressed Mercedes marketing personnel scolding her while Lando and Max walk alongside each other.

"If that's her ruthlessness off the track, we might really need to watch out for her." Lando comments while Max nods a little.

"I think she's planning for that to be the case anyway."

-

Max kept an eye on y/n through the practices and while Mercedes hasn't built a car that is necessarily the best. It's competitive and in y/n's hands it's looking like it might pose a threat more than it does with George.

Qualifying is where it really matters and Max has made it clear to GP he wants to know where McLaren, Ferrari and y/n specifically are falling.

"Y/l/n, where is she?" Max asks as they finish Q1.

"She's on a flying lap, personal best sector 1, purple sector 2. Waiting for her to-she's...P3. Locked up on the final corner but just managed to not run wide." GP states making Max nod.

"Copy. McLaren and Ferrari."

His race engineer lists off the other position as Max is backed into the garage to wait for Q2.

Y/n makes it through Q2 taking P5 after track limits deletes her best lap. But she seems to be getting more confident in Q3 and just with her banker lap, sets the fastest lap off the bat with no track limits and she's nearly a whole second above Charles at P2 with a 29.8.

"I don't know if anyone is going to beat that she got a 28.9." GP states sounding honestly in shock.

"What did I get?"

"30.0. P4."

Max grumbles beginning to see that y/n might be a replacement for Lewis and she might just completely destroy him in that if this is foreshadowing her season. Then she might be a rookie who takes the championship.

Not only that but she's clearly going to be a threat to Red Bull's streak and she has made it clear she won't be apologising about being a talented driver. Which he can't fault her for, but it's going to be an annoyance for him.

Bahrain is usually an easy-going track for rookies as it's one that is used by some of the support races too. But y/n wasn't int he support races so he thought she might not perform. Sadly, pre-season testing and the practices were apparently enough for her to feel comfortable.

"I'm getting that P1." Max declares to GP as they wait to send him out on track.

"You'll get it."

Max doesn't see it but GP shares a look with Christian of doubt. The car is good, but y/n pulled off a miracle lap. They're not even sure she can outdo it.

After Q3 comes to an end, Max is P2 and P1 is y/n. Starting her first ever F1 race on a pole. An achievement of itself and beating the reigning champion. A promising talent before she got on the track today. But after being on track, she's just proven herself a more than worthy opponent.

"Y/n a pole position in your first ever race. You did something special out there with that banker lap."

"Yeah, well qualifying only counts if I keep the position tomorrow. So we'll see if I can do something special when I need to." Y/n smiles slightly breathless from her team in a frenzy of excitement over her.

"That's a very rational head you have on your shoulders for someone so new and young but we certainly have to credit you regardless. You should be very proud of yourself young lady."

Y/n smiles giving a thanks before she tilts her head for a moment. She gives a quick hug to Max as the two engage in conversation.

"Guess I do have to look out for you and your miracle laps." Max states trying to ignore the feelings of admittedly being impressed by her.

"I think that might be wise for you." Y/n hums as she removes the upper part of her driver's suit.

In the end, neither y/n or Max win the race with Charles instead managing to make his P5 start a win. He does love the Bahrain track and always do well. But she got P3 after Max overtook her in the third last lap. But a P3 on a debut as a rookie with such little experience, she is not going to let it get to her head but equally she's not going to lose confidence.

-

By the time they get to China, y/n has lost out on any wins but she took a P2 in Saudi Arabia and then again in Japan where she beat Max who didn't even make the podium after being on the receiving end of damage from George who told the team his most famous line "he just turned in on me".

Y/n and Max find themselves yet again in the press conference next to each other, since the two are beginning to be rival pitted against each other.

"Y/n, you haven't got a win but you are proving that Mercedes made a good investment with you. How are you feeling about getting a win?"

"I mean I would never want to assume that it's close. I'm young, I make mistakes and I'm still learning. But I want more than a first win or a singular win. I want to take a win and then collect them like the man sitting next to me did last year. I just don't know if I can do that with where I am now."

"Thank you. And a question for Max, do you think that the loss in consistent competitive form is going to risk you taking the next championship title?"

Another question about how Red Bull isn't beating the rest of the field without struggle like last year.

"No." Max answers simply making y/n smile from beside him and nod in approval of his simply.

-

The fans online began to notice y/n and Max growing close, mainly because of the consistent number of times they're getting top three positions in qualifying or taking podiums.

But more importantly, they're noticing the way Max looks at y/n is in complete and utter adoration. Every time she puts an journalist in their place (much to Mercedes PR team's dismay) or shoots down attempts at painting her as anything that she isn't.

People are treating her quite like they treat Max. They love her or despise her. And her closeness with Max is beginning to grate even more on those who don't like her.

The drivers love her, though some believe that she is doomed to make a costly mistake soon enough that will be humbling to her F1 experience so far.

"Do you live in Monaco?" Max asks as they walk out of yet another Thursday press conference.

"I do. Only just moved there recently but I do live there now." Y/n confirms with a small smile. "Why...?"

"You should come play padel with some of the drivers and I. We play quite often when we're between races." Max states earning a slightly shy smile. "And if you want a comfortable trip home, I have a private jet and helicopter."

"Oh...is that an invitation?" Y/n questions jokingly while nudging him a little. "You must be wanting to feed those rumours about us."

Max is more than aware of the rumours, mainly because there's been some questions about whether Max has a crush on the young woman. He's yet to properly deny the suggestion but nor has he confirmed it.

"Maybe I do." Max smirks making her head whip around from where she'd turned to look forward.

"E-Excuse me?" Y/n chokes out clearly in shock of his words.

"Maybe I do."

No wavering and no doubt in his own words while she looks at him in shock of his words.

"I-"

"Can just say yes to the padel game offer and come back with me on my jet." Max pushes making her face flush, completely speechless as she looks at him.

Y/n is pulled away before she can properly agree but Max feels confident that he's finally found the courage to say something and confident about the outcome.

Meanwhile, y/n gets through the weekend only managing to actually focus on her job when she's actually in the cockpit.

"Y/n is closing in again. 1.2 behind." GP warns after a few laps following them pitting at the same time.

"You can do this, y/n." Her own engineer, Vinnie states calmly in her ear.

There's 7 laps lefts and if she gets him, he could fight back. If she forces him to defend then it will cost him.

"Gap behind?" Y/n checks making sure she is not about to attack and possibly fail then fall right into someone else's clutches.

"Norris, 5.9 behind. No threat at current."

Not threat at current meaning, take this opportunity and take P1.

Y/n sucks in a breath as she lunges down the inside of the corner, late breaking and managing to get ahead. Keeping ahead of Max is the issue and they're side by side going down the straight.

"You've got this."

"Stop talking." Y/n demands gritting her teeth, she's ahead going into the turn and now all she has to do is focus on breaking DRS. Which is near impossible so defending until that is the case or putting her foot to the floor is the only solution.

She's risking it, her tyre management out the window as she does everything to pull out of Max's reach.

"He's fighting to keep up. Last lap, do not ease up but no risk."

Y/n body is buzzing with adrenaline.

It's in her reach rookie season win, what everyone has said she's incapable of.

But of course, nothing comes easily. Her tyre fails and the car spins, her hands removed from the steering wheel and her eyes clamped shut. It's slowing down but not fast enough and when it comes to a fast stop, her body screams in pain.

The win gone and her car totalled. All in the last seconds.

"Y/n? Y/n, are you ok?"

Y/n takes heavy breaths, twisting the steering wheel upright and pressing the radio button.

"I'm ok." Y/n chokes out, pain encompassing her as she feels emotions catch up. "I'm sorry."

"Help is-

Fingers lift her visor distracting her from the voice in her ear.

"Y/n?" Max questions looking into her visor, the tears shining in her eyes as she drops her head, a sob escaping before she can capture it.

"You-"

Y/n unclips her radio as the medical team shows up, cutting Vinnie's words off. She shoves her steering wheel onto the car then standing up, she's bruised both emotionally and physical as she takes a moment just sitting on the halo.

It takes a few moments, sort of shaking off the initial shock of her crash as she is helped with getting her helmet off by Max and it's then she realises he stopped on track next to her to rush to her aid.

"I'm ok. I'm fine. Really." Y/n insists as the doctors fussing over her while Max stands nearby.

"That's one way to guarantee a win by the way." Max states making her shoot up up to meet his gaze. "I had to pull back to not crash into you. But you got over that line and won."

"I won?" Y/n chokes out earning a nod. "Oh my god, ah! Oh my god!"

Y/n jumps onto the Dutchman and laughing, though the pain ripples through her body before she grabs her helmet and everything else, ignoring the awaiting medical car that wants to drive her and allow her to do the podium before they insist she be checked over.

Her legs ignore the bone deep ache as she sprints to the pit lane tears streaking down her cheeks as she is caught by the Mercedes team.

"I won. I fucking won."

"And you made it the most memorable win in the world." Vinnie laughs as Max appears actually taking the lift from the medical car and congratulating Lando on his P3.

"Didn't take you as much of a hero." Lando comments to Max who just shrugs toff while Lando smirks before y/n appears hugging Lando and congratulating him.

Max is jumped on again held tightly in a hug that he is more than happy to accept.

Eventually interviews are conducted by Jenson and he looks thrilled for her. Just as everyone is.

"Y/n, you just won your first race by literally crashing across the line. That has to be the most memorable and iconic win ever. Never mind the most amazing win as far as first wins go. You literally drove yourself half to death, we could all tell you were willing to risk it to take the win."

"Yeah...I actually thought I bottled it and lost the win. I was sure of it."

"Well you certainly have amazed everyone. I know we are trying to rush this along so you can have your podium celebrations then get yourself to the medical centre."

Max and Lando are interviewed too before they all head up, straight to the podium, skipping the cool down room.

Trophies are handed out, she gets her medal and then the champagne is stayed, her own body and suit soaked with the alcohol before she taps bottles with the boys and swallows a mouthful.

"Can I see you when your debrief is done?" Y/n asks as she walks with Max, Lando already having rushed off ahead of them.

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Y/n smiles stepping out of the car as she steps onto the tarmac. Her body has recovered in the past 12 hours since her race winning crash.

Now she's stepping towards Max's private jet to get home to Monaco.

"Flying in luxury might be something I could get used to if this is an open invitation." Y/n jokes before sitting down next to Max. "Oh you have no idea how many edits I've been tagged in of the moment you jumped out your car and rushed to me...It was pretty...tear-jerking."

"Stop making fun. It was a huge crash. I heard later that it was 42g that you took and walked away from-ran away from."

"I guess I deserve more credit and praise then." Y/n jokes before sighing softly. "It hurt pretty bad, but I was more upset because I thought I'd just fucked up a win out of determination to pull away from giving you DRS."

"It is a win for the history books, y/n. Don't underestimate what you did and how much you just changed the sport. A rookie win for a female driver with such little experience. You just changed everything." Max states while she smiles softly. "I am your biggest fan."

"Self-appointed biggest fan." Y/n laughs then resting her head on his shoulder in a comfortable and private atmosphere which makes her feel completely safe to be so affectionate. "I think you might be the best travel buddy too."

And that's how they end up spending the entire flight home cuddled into one another, y/n talking and using the time to get advice and discuss the race. Also making plans together and talking all about padel and the possibility of what it might be like to spend more time together.

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(Oh My God) They Were Roommates (Ongoing)

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Lando Norris and Y/N L/N were teammates. Tension had been between from the minute they started driving together and, when it only got worse, McLaren CEO Zac Brown decides there's only one solution: Have them live together.

Series warnings: Smut! Masturbation, violence, alcohol, eating out, blow job, lingerie

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a long sigh escapes your lips as you chew on the fries that had been served to you as appetizers.

mindlessly scrolling on your phone as you wait for everyone to start showing up.

“hi, y/n.” lily walks up to you, hugging your sides as you smile into the hug and greet her back.

that’s what you had been doing for the next couple of minutes — greeting every driver and their partner that came along.

not that you minded it, of course you didn’t! you loved all the drivers and you got along great with every single one of wolf their partners.

“hey.” a voice broke you out of your thoughts, turning around to be faced with lewis, greeting him with a small hug and a smile.

“hi.” you smiled.

“you okay?” he asked, ordering a small tray of appetizers.

“fine.” you nodded reassuringly, twirling your drink around. “nervous for the race— feeling a bit bored-“

he laughed. “you’ll do fine, y/n. trust me.”

you shrugged back, conversations with him and other drivers that approached you both.

sure, you felt alone at times. you had t been in a steady relationship since your teenage years. were you jealous of your comrades? maybe. scratch that. of course you were jealous. how could you not be?

“i’m gonna go play pool.” you tapped lewis’ shoulder and walked away to the pool table, drink in hand.

you watched the two men play pool, your eyes landing one of the most beautiful men that you had ever laid eyes on.

he was like a magnetic force, someone watchable, even while he stood there quietly playing pool, sharing smiles with his friends around him.

you watched the end of the game before walking back to your seat.

“how was pool?” lewis asked, elbow leaning on your shoulder as you sat down.

“i, uh- i didn’t play.” you smiled. “those people were, like, immensely talented.” you chuckled, eyes focused on your knees.

lewis hummed, returning back into his conversation with the other drivers surrounding you both.

god. why couldn’t you get that man out of your head? he was intoxicating, and you had just looked at him. imagine a whole conversation.

as you walked around and made your way into the bathroom, a voice stopped you. “you’re y/n l/n, right?”

you looked in the direction of the voice and found yourself staring at that gorgeous, gorgeous man.

“um, yeah- yeah, i am.” you nodded, smiling.

“i’m a huge fan, really. can i get a photo with you?” his cheeks flushed and a wide grin broke out.

“sure- yeah!” you chuckled, smiling wide for the photo.

a small conversation broke out between the two of you, genuine laughs and smiles shared between the two of you.

“i- uh- this might sound a little weird but- you’re very pretty. gorgeous- actually.” the man — whose name you learned was leo — stuttered.

“thank you.” you flushed, smile softly gracing your features. “i appreciate that.”

“i know i’m a fan- and i’m not entitled to anything- but i’d like to know you more. is it okay if i exchange numbers?”

you, obviously, agreed.

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“what the hell is she doing?” lewis laughed, watching your encounter with this mystery man.

“what is who doing?” max, ever so slightly turning around to catch what lewis was looking at.

“y/n shooting her shot. that’s what.” alex chuckled, his eyes squinting in entertainment as he watched the whole scene unfold like a reality show.

“she’s not very sma-“ max began, but ultimately stopped himself. “that’s dangerous, no? i mean- what if he’s a fan? it could end up-“

“oh, let them be.” lewis patted his shoulder. “she’s an adult, i’m sure she would’ve put a stop to it.” he chuckled, turning his back to the situation.

“it’s not, like it’s prohibited to date a fan, max.” alex laughed.

those were the last words max heard before everything else faded. the only thoughts running in his mind were how unfocused you were on your career.

how you’d rather focus on some pity relationship to fill the void that your career is failing to bring you.

something he wishes you realize and prioritize your career and future first rather than temporary solutions.

god; how you infuriated this man like no other.

a/n : happy yn 😉 not proofread because i’m lazy and i needed to put this out there !!!! idk are we rooting for yn and this leo character or no 😣😣😣

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Summary: Lando's best friend having feelings for anyone on the grid? Impossible, right? She worked with them, sharing her friendship with the grid with the world via the FormulaY/N youtube channel.

After film a video including... spicy water (alcohol), everything changes between her and a certain world champion. Good thing she hasn't had a crush on him since his F1 debut, right?

Right?

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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Two.Five

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

ATE

𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 𐙚˙˖

in which, yn is helplessly in love with charles since their younger days but he has no idea till she’s gone to a different country.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒°⋆｡ ˚ titled by their song

001 lacy

002.heather

003. cindy lou who

004. i miss you i’m sorry

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊 ♫

let you break my heart again — laufey

lacy — olivia rodrigo

heather — conan gray

cindy lou who — sabrina carpenter

i miss you, i’m sorry — gracie abrams

right where you left me — mother taylor swift

mr. perfectly fine — mother taylor swift

i know it won’t work — gracie abrams

goodbye, my danish sweetheart — mitski

𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓,

@1655clean @uuzhanggggggg @cmleitora @annie115 @valntynebaby @mrosales16 @d3kstar @stopeatread @chimchimjiminie16 @viennakarma @peqch-pie @scaramou @daniellarogers

simply devoured

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

❀- 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗿𝗯𝘀 ♕- 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝘂𝘀

𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬 •

save your tears ♕

birthday boys ♕

clubs & race cars ♕

fantasy ♕

Mini me, mini you? ♕ part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8 - part 9 lando's route - part 9 Charles route

where your heart truly lies - part 2 - part 3 – part 4 - part 5 - part 6 – part 7 – part 8 – part 9 – part 10 – part 11 – part 12 || completed

woman ‐ part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7

feel the magic - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8 - part 9 - part 10 - part 11 - part 12 - part 13 - part 14 - part 15 - part 16

𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 •

my yellow ♕

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜 •

home ♕

lucky charm ♕

clarity ♕

Baby fever ♕

Mini me, mini you? ♕ part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8 - part 9 lando's route - part 9 Charles' route

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐳 •

belong to me ♕

𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐲 •

paddock princess ♕

xoxo gossip girls ♕

𝐦𝐚𝐱 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 •

everybody talks ♕

children of divorce ♕

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Everybody Wants To Rule The World

Chapter Three - The Barracks

Oscar Piastri worked for a criminal organisation. It wasn't the life he wanted, wasn't the life he had chosen for himself. But, like those before him, he didn't have any other choice.

He was just a rookie in the Verstappen organisation. He got stuck with the shitty jobs, like watching over Verstappens latest intake, a petty criminal who makes stealing cars look hot.

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The room was a box. There was a bed and a wardrobe and little else. But Y/N could live in it if it meant not paying rent, she had bigger things to deal with.

"So, when do I get paid?" She asked before Oscar had a chance to leave the room.

Oscars had stilled on the doorknob. "I don't know," he said and went to close the door once again.

But it seemed she wasn't getting the hint. "Well, when do you get paid?"

This time, Oscar stared straight at her. "I don't get paid," he said stiffly and, again, went to leave the room.

And, again, he was halted by her talking. Well, this time she laughed, and then she talked. "Verstappen doesn't pay you? You poor poor sucker," she said and laid back on her new single bed, staring up at the ceiling. "I hope you at least asked to get paid. Wait, that would actually make it more sad."

Finally, Oscar shut the door.

Finally alone, she sat up and pulled her phone from her pocket. There were thirty texts from her father, all of them saying the same thing. We need beer.

Living here, in the compound, wasn't ideal, but she'd do anything if Verstappen was willing to pay her. But her father was at the apartment they shared, alone and unable to leave. She'd have to go back to the apartment at some point, back to collect her things. It was something she was dreading, facing her dad for the last time.

She didn't come out of her room for the rest of the night. Oscar was the only one to notice as he walked through the halls, getting his usual work done. He hadn't expected this from her; Oscar had thought her the type to be wandering the halls, exploring from the minute he left her alone.

Maybe she needed time to settle in. At least, that was how he justified it when he left her alone.

Half an hour after leaving her in her bedroom, Oscar was down in the dining hall, plate of food in his hands as he went to take a seat with Logan, his best friend.

Now, let me explain how the Verstappen compound works. There was the main building, where Verstappen had the offices of his men. Charles had his own office and Daniel had his own office. There were rooms full of files, rooms full of weapons and more. All of Verstappens men worked out of the offices, in varying rooms.

Connected to the office, the building Y/N had first been taken into, was the garage. It was run by Liam Lawson, who, as everybody else was eating dinner, was moving Verstappens prized car collection to the building next door.

That building was Verstappens house. It was the biggest house on the property, even though Versteppen only shared it with his two Persian cats. The property had two other houses that weren't shared by multiple people. Daniel Ricciardo's house and Charles Leclerc's house.

The biggest building on the property was nicknamed 'the barracks'. It was where most of Verstappens men lived. Most of them had nowhere else to go, so, like Oscar, Logan, Liam and now Y/N, they lived in 'the barracks'.

The basement of the barracks was where the dining hall was. Where Oscar currently was.

He looked around, searching for her not yet familiar face, but she was nowhere to be seen. "You okay?" Logan asked, digging into his own food. If anyone was going to notice that something was up with him, it was Logan.

Arthur Leclerc sat opposite the two of them. He lived in his brothers house but often ate in the barracks with the rest of the men, his way of socialising. "Is it true that there's a new girl?" He asked.

Nodding his head, Oscar stood up. He had only eaten maybe three bites of his food, but he didn't care as he walked up the stairs and out of the dining hall, heading towards the second floor.

He knocked on Y/N's door and pushed it open. When he walked in she was dressed in a jacket, looking like she was ready to go somewhere.

Oscar placed the food down on the end of her bed. "Where are you going?" He asked with a frown as he leaned against the doorframe.

Saying nothing, Y/N shovelled the food into her mouth and dropped the plate back onto her bed. She pushed past him and marched down the hall.

With no other choice, Oscar followed her. "Hey!" He shouted as she kept walking, down the stairs and out of the barracks. "Wait!" He shouted, stepping out into the cold, England air. Without a jacket a shiver ran down his spin, but he kept going. "You can't just leave!"

"Technically I'm working," she said as she walked into the garage.

Liam made a move to climb out of Verstappen's 1991 Aston Martin V8 Vantage, to stop Y/N from reaching into the tool box, but one look at Oscar trailing behind her and he stopped. Either Oscar was trying to pick up this girl, or she was Verstappen's newest employee (the latter of which being most likely).

Y/N pocketed the tools she needed and left the garage, leaving the compound through the main building. "Give it a rest for the night," Oscar said, the night air biting as he followed out of the main building.

He watched as she surveyed all of the cars on the street outside of the compound. "Most of these belong to us," he said, gesturing back at the compound.

"Okay then," Y/N answered and began walking up the street, not caring of Oscar was following.

She walked up a couple of streets before she found her victim. The streetlight was busted and she couldn't see any cameras on the car. Y/N easily broke into it, Oscar climbing into the passenger seat. He didn't care when she took him, as long as they ended up back at the compound.

Before they drove off, Y/N sorted the music. She attached her phone to the aux cord and pressed shuffle on a playlist labelled Car Jams.

At first, Oscar heard nothing. But then the piano started. It wasn't a song Oscar recognised, but Y/N sang along to every word, tapping the steering wheel with her palms.

"I've got the old man's car," she sang with a grin. "I've got a jazz guitar."

Oscar just listened, head pressed against the window.

They weren't driving for very long before they arrived at their destination. Y/N pulled up outside of an apartment complex, killed the engine and turned her attention to Oscar. "If the police come, run," she said and climbed out of the car.

But Oscar climbed out too. "The police aren't going to arrest me," he said, following her towards the building. "Besides, you're not going in there on your own."

"Well you're not coming with me."

"Yes, I am."

"This is private, so piss off," she said, resisting the urge to push him. Her resolve was lessening moment by moment.

Oscar didn't care. His face of stone said that much. "Fine! Fine, but once we're up at the apartment, wait outside."

There was a silent please on the end of that sentence, one she couldn't bring herself to say. But Oscar heard it. He nodded his head, agreeing, and followed her inside of the building.

If he thought the barracks were bad, this was another level. The light in the lobby flickered as they made their way up to the stairwell. The stairwell which had damn walls and wet stairs. Where the water was coming from, Oscar couldn't tell. But he followed Y/N up several flights until she got to the third floor corridor.

At the first door they got to once they left the stairwell, she turned to him. "Stay here," she said as she pushed a key into the lock and twisted.

Oscar didn't even get a glimpse into the apartment when she went inside. He leaned against the door, listening as Y/N did what she needed to do inside.

The apartment was dark when Y/N walked inside. But it always was. She let out a sigh as she flicked on the light and walked towards her bedroom.

The man sleeping on the sofa didn't even know she was there.

She hummed Fleetwood Mac as she grabbed a bag from her wardrobe and began packing her things away. There wasn't a lot she could fit in her bag to take with her, but she made do.

Once her bag was packed, she made her way to the kitchen and pulled what she needed from fridge and the cupboard, making a quick sandwich. Once she was finished, she let the knife clatter against the plate, waking the man sleeping on the shoulder.

He snorted, his eyes flying open. Grabbing the bat from beneath the sofa, he jumped to his feet and moved towards Y/N. But, as soon as he realised who it was, he stopped. "Shit, you scared me," he said, holding his head.

"Yeah, well I didn't want you starving to death and it being my fault," she replied, somewhat bitterly as she passed him the plate.

He took it from her, biting into the sandwich as he looked at the bag slung over her back. "You going somewhere?" He asked through a mouthful of food.

Y/N nodded her head. "I've found somewhere that's going to pay me to do what I'm good at, what you taught me to do," she replied, arms folded over her chest as she leaned against the counter. "This way I can pay Hamilton back. You just can't let him know, okay?"

"Why not? What're you doing, working for his rival?" He asked through a scoff. When Y/N didn't smile, laugh or deny it, his face dropped. And then he started laughing. "Jesus, kid. You must be suicidal or something."

"Fuck off, dad," she muttered under her breath and held onto the strap of her bag. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm not gonna be here and you're gonna have to take care of yourself, okay?"

He held up his free hand. "Okay, whatever. Just don't get yourself killed."

Saying nothing, Y/N walked out of the apartment, leaving him standing there while he still laughed to himself.

No music played as Y/N drove herself and Oscar back to the compound. Maybe it was because she needed directions, or maybe it was because, whatever had happened in the apartment, it had put her in a bad mood. But Oscar didn't push as he directed her on where to go.

She parked the car in the now empty garage, put the tools she had used to break in and to hotwire it back in the toolbox and marched back to the barracks, bag still on her back.

"I like her," Liam said to Oscar as they watched her go. Oscar said nothing in return as he followed her back to the barracks.

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Synopsis: Joining F1 as one of the first female drivers you knew was going to be a challenge but you weren't prepared to deal with one particular asshole on the tracks. With the urge to win so strong within each racer, will romance pave the way? Or will it destroy everything?

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

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ATE THAT UP

2023 Season

Chapter 1 - Wishful Thinking

Chapter 2 - Where do I sign?

Chapter 3 - Head out the Window

Chapter 4 - They Call Me Kid

Chapter 5 - Put it into Speed Drive

Chapter 6 - It's Happening! Everyone Stay Calm!

Chapter 7 - Family Dinner

Chapter 8 - May the Odds be Ever in Your Favor

Chapter 9 - Life is a Highway

Chapter 10 - See ya next year Vegas

Chapter 11 - One Last Time

Chapter 12 - So This is Christmas (WAR IS OVER)

i did something bad - charles leclerc

─── ❝ they say i did something bad, then why's it feel so good? ❞ ───

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part one - no more wasting it

part two - the charlos break up

part three - ferrari multi-34

part four - the soft launch

part five - preseason shenanigans + the bahrain victory

part six - the red bull dominance continues

part seven - the deux moi gate

part eight - you're on your own, kid

part nine - the people's prince is finally crowned

part ten - karma's a relaxing thought

part eleven - no more lando no wins

part twelve - he won in spa!

part thirteen - it's a cruel summer

part fourteen - he wins in monza!

part fifteen - charlos reunion?

part sixteen - the texan redemption

part seventeen - what happens in vegas...

part eighteen - the grand finale

part nineteen - deja vu

part twenty - can't catch me now (the epilogue)

BONUS PARTS

part one - a preview into drive to survive season 6&7

all eyes on us | mv33

synopsis ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ in which you’re the teammate of max verstappen, but you too don’t seem to get along quite well…

pairings ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ mexican!fem!reader x max verstappen

face claim ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ lizeth selene

warnings ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ explicit language, grammar mistakes, reader is a bit aggressive n competitive, alcohol, cigarettes n smoking, sexism, i think that’s it?

a/n ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ this will be an ongoing series, it’s a half thought out plot but… i’ve done so many of these just for them to be deleted. let’s pray that i don’t delete this one

status ⤜ ⨳⊹‹ ongoing

POSSIBLE INACCURATE TIMELINE

( ᗢ chapters include narrative content )

chapter names may change as story progresses.

01. sweet lies

02. stupid girl ᗢ

03. bad sign

04. mad woman ᗢ

05.

06.

07.

08.

more to come…

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affection (between friends) ❀ ln4

summary: some love stories that should just be so obvious aren’t so simple—sometimes, what it takes for two people to realize their feelings is an unexpected third.

pairing: lando norris x fem!reader

contains: smau and written parts, best friends to lovers, one night stands, accidental pregnancy, poc faceclaim, smut in mentioned chapters, clueless lando and reader, secret child trope, slow burn(ish?), mutual pining, slightly emotionally unavailable lando, angst.

all titles in this series are based off of songs <3

i. clueless

ii. the need to know (18+)

iii. awkward

& more to come…