#Hasse Backe

[dadsinsuits]

Hasse Backe

[flammenherzblog]

Alles geht weiter, nur ich komm nicht hinterher.

[joifee]

german trainsystem be like

„there has been a minor complication so for the whole day there will be no train travel. For compensations there will be a bus driving you around but only every two hours. Also the traveltime will be a hour instead of a half with the bus. Also one of the busses will not appear at all lol good luck being there on time loser.“

[murmel-malt]

DB watch out for your kneecaps.

[thedovahcat]

Ten years ago I posted exclusively in all caps, wrote in first person and made Rev cringe as fuck

Today he's still mega cringe, but he's -developed- cringe.

Also he's gone fucking insane.

Nature is beautiful.

[misclogarts]

i see where shinobu gets her sass from now

[l3viat8an]

I've been thinking about like a dead! Celeste and Faye A.U

lesson 16 being the cause

but ends up in celestial realm as angels.

and when like everyone sees them again when they came to devildom as exchange students again the two girls doesn't remeber them.

idk where this idea came from,but it's cool ig

I do love angst some times~

Everybody’s shocked to see the girls again, the same words “How?” Or “what?!” “…..this can’t be real.” being mumbled between them and the girls are completely clueless as to who these people are.

Faye: We’re only here because of orders from Michael. Is that a problem?….

I’d say Diavolo recovers a little quicker than the rest and opens his arms in welcome

Diavolo: Not at all!! You both happen to bare incredible resemblances to people we used to know. 

Wouldn’t want to risk scaring the girls just yet-

[gravesbf]

So uhh, ghost, Alejandro and König right? Sexy. Speaking of those sexy men, could you do hc of them with their (gn plz) S/O who’s like, always horny? I’m talking like, all damn the time. If not, then have a nice day :)

this is so real

cw: vv brief mention of ghosts past (iykyk) + obvi nsfw

simon "ghost" riley:

☆ i think he'd be a little bit on the lower side libido wise just because of his past with sex, so having a partner that's always horny might make him a little nervous

☆ not necessarily bad nervous though, more so he's nervous that he can't give you what you want. he always looks for ways to please you before himself

☆ 100% a head giver, he's nervous about everything else besides his oral skills ‼️ he gets to work any chance you give him a look

☆ def a thigh grinder though, both ways. his thighs are always free for you without much asking, he might even pull you onto him if you're obvious enough

alejandro vargas:

☆ higher libido than avg, but not nearly as high as you. he's always ready to go though almost all the time

☆ def the type to notice and not say anything though, he might even do the big goofy smile to himself if you start not being able to pay attention during certain things

☆ ass man alejandro agendaa, he's always purposefully being obvious with his staring so you know

☆ does the arms around the waist hug just so he can get handsy without being questioned, says the hard thing against your back is his gun sm 😿

könig:

☆ anxious and horny all the time too, especially when he's right back from a mission. he's pent up and nervous to say anything

☆ matches your sex drive a lot, you just have to start it most of the time unless his anxiety is mild that day. he likes to be ridden imo btw

☆ unironically always hard though, have you seen him?? guaranteed that he'll accept help for his problem all the time, it hass to be painful dude

☆ ranges from soft to rough though, it depends on what you're in the mood for. he accommodates very well :3

[prettieinpink]

CREATING A STUDY SCHEDULE/ROUTINE 

PLANNING/SCHEDULING

LIST YOUR ACADEMIC STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES. This is so you can allocate time accordingly and avoid wasting any time. 

PRIORITISE ANY SUBJECTS. These may be subjects that will help you in your future career or just a subject you especially want a good grade in. Anything for these subjects then becomes the most important on your to-do list.

DIVIDE TIME EACH DAY. Not all days you are going to be able to sit down at your desk at the same time. Instead, according to your energy levels and planned activities, divide your time.

E.g I have cheerleading after school and I'm going to be so tired, so I’ll do my studying in the morning instead. 

ESTABLISH BREAKS. Depending on how long you can study for, place a suitable break in between. This helps make studying more productive, but only if your breaks are. 

CREATING

USE YOUR TIMETABLE. On days you don’t have a specific subject, dedicate more time to that one. 

CONSIDER YOUR LEARNING STYLE. This helps to be a bit more specific when creating it, instead of winging it and just doing anything. Having a consistent way of studying helps us learn better. 

E.g I’m a visual learner, so I’ll watch animations. I'm an auditory learner so I’ll watch a video of someone explaining it. 

KNOW WHAT YOU WILL DO DURING STUDYING. Do not just wing studying, it’s unproductive and you’re more likely to waste time instead of using it.

 Before you start studying, write a to-do list of everything you need to do during that session and how you will do it. Less time time-consuming and allows you to use time productively. 

SAMPLE – this is Lanny’s daily study routine without any upcoming tests, as an early bird, kinesthetic learner and needs breaks to think with clarity.

Morning

Review my flashcards in preparation for any test. 

Write/note any flashcards I'm struggling with. 

 Afterschool

Check seqta/school website to access my courses, in which I’ll write down which subjects I had. 

Do a few quick blurts on paper of everything I learned in those subjects with prior reading. I only do this for HASS, math and science + any electives that require it. (blurting method)

Then I recheck my blurts, add in anything that I’ve missed and correct with a different coloured pen. 

After, I push those papers aside but I do not discard them. I’ll then complete my online science homework + class workbook. If I happen not to understand anything I’ll watch a video on it and then complete some questions on that. 

I’ll take a break around now because, on an estimate, it has been around 20-40 minutes since I started depending on how my science homework is. I usually eat something and then get back to it. 

Math is next. I’ll complete any math homework, then I’ll practice doing math questions on my own. What I like to do is watch a math video, pause the question without the answer then watch to see if I got it. Effective because they explain it and I can see where I went wrong without analysing my working out which is rather time-consuming. 

I take another break. Math stuff usually takes around 20-30 minutes. 

I then do HASS, which is the easiest. I usually read an article or watch a video on hass then apply that knowledge by answering questions OR doing assigned chapter work. 

I do not study English after school, but I usually read an assigned passage/book and then try to apply any techniques/knowledge by taking that paragraph apart and analysing it. Sometimes, I write my paragraphs using any taught techniques and then mark them. 

Then, I redo my blurtings again but without prior reading then recheck and correct. Then I am finished for the afternoon!!

Evening

Review flashcards then watch a video/read an article on what I was struggling with in the morning but I do not do anything to consolidate this knowledge. 

That is all, please feel free to ask me about any questions about studying as I don't really post much about it, I'll love to help out any fellow students! 

[flammenherzblog]

Ich kann nichts mehr sagen, weil nichts ansatzweise beschreiben könnte wie schlimm alles ist.

[adisillusionedauthor]

Could you do one for Toto Wolff with wife reader where the reader takes Toto's hands and rubs a hand up and down his back to comfort him during/caressing the other’s back during the race. Thanks!!! :)

Whispers of Comfort - Toto Wolff

Requested by: Anon

Masterlist<3

Pairing: Toto Wolff x Wife!reader

Warning: OOC Toto, fluff, small, bad English, comfort, Hass’s car breaking

Word count: 532

Another race that started with Max being first, that by itself had already made Toto stressed, but the fact that not even 20 laps into the race and Magnussen’s tyres exploded causing him to hit the walls and hit Lewis’s car, thankfully neither of them were hurt, but we needed to take Lewis’s car back in if we wanted him to finish the race. I could see Toto’s knuckles getting white from how much force he was putting in keeping his hand closed, most likely to stop himself from exploding and screaming at Lewis for something that wasn’t his fault, slowly I walk closer to him, gently resting one hand onto his back and offering the other one for him to hold, he looked at it considering his options, he could not hold my hand but he might had ended up hurting his hand from how much force he was using, so he decided to hold my hand, much more gentler than he was holding his own, but it was visible how much just holding my hand helped, to add to the comfort list I started rubbing my hand up and down his back, being always gentle with him. 

Lewis and his car reached the pit stop and while the car was getting checked over by the mechanicals me and Toto insisted on Lewis getting checked by the paramedics. We didn’t want him to continue racing today if he got hurt, thankfully they cleared him, no major injuries, just a few scrapes. 

The car got cleared to go back into the race, we left it up to Lewis, if he felt like he was good to drive for the remaining of the race,his answer was to basically grab his helmet and jump back into the car, and then he was back on the race, Toto was helping George get into a higher position, at this moment George had went from the 16th place up to the 10th, which was pretty good, Lewis was climbing up the positions quickly, Toto held my hand a little tighter feeling a little anxious about today, but I have a good feeling so I look at him and give his hand a comforting squeeze, to let him know i was still here for him, he smiled gently at our intertwined hands and went back into focusing on bringing those kids to the podium, with 5 laps remaining Lewis was on 5th and George was on 6th, they were helping each other climb up. We were on the edge of the seat and the rac finally ended, Lewis and George had managed to get up to the 1st and 2nd place, it was only celebration, they brought the champagne the United Kingdom flag and we started hugging each other, Toto turned to me instantly once the checkered flag waved and he hugged me so tightly he brought me off the ground, soon enough we had hugged everyone, at the podium the boys hugged and held the trophies together, it was only celebration the whole night and the next day as well, we were all still pretty happy that we won that happiness lasted us throughout the whole week.

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Harry Potter TV

JK Rowling: hello children Poe: oh joanne Poe: you're back Rowling: yesss i have a new harry potter TV sssseriesss that you are all obligated to watch by order of the king Poe: Lovecraft: King: Koontz: Barker: Barker: yeah how's that work? Poe: clive

Rowling: harry potter isss back! Rowling: he'sss the boy who lived! and he will NEVER die Rowling: thanksss to my wealth and influence, i can cram whimsssy down your throatsss forever!! Rowling: now take this online quiz to find out your hogwarts house!! Rowling: take it, i say!!

Rowling: as executive producer, i can finally tell the ssstory of harry potter how i imagined it!! Rowling: i know i've already told the ssstory through the booksss and the moviesss Rowling: but you know, third time is the charm

Rowling: ok sssso picture thisss Rowling: hogwartsss is taken over by transss deatheaterss King: by what? Rowling: oh yeah the deatheaterss are transs now Barker: hell yeah queer villainy Rowling: NO! It's BAD!

Rowling: they're forcing their woke agenda on Hogwartsss Rowling: instead of learning potionss, the sstudents are forced to learn pronounsss!! Rowling: insstead of defensse against the dark artsss, the sstudents are forced to learn Rowling: Rowling: uh Rowling: PRONOUNSS!!

Rowling: now hogwartss musst destroy the woke menace Poe: this sounds a lot more like american evangelical terfism than the genteel plausibly deniable british terfism we're used to from you Rowling: newssflassh, edgar! the ssingularity hass happened! itss all the ssame now!

Rowling: only the hero harry potter can ssave the day! Rowling: by doing the bravessst thing a boy wizard can do Rowling: he'ss going to deadname a murdered teenager

Rowling: harry potter isss back!! Harry potter is eternal!!! Barker: hey whatever happened to that whole cormorant shrike thing you had going Rowling: shut up Barker: aw what's the matter? didn't people like your farty detective? Rowling: SHUT UP

Rowling: the important thing isss Rowling: i'm sstill extremely rich Rowling: and therefore, by british law, correct

[stardustloserdoll]

airplane nerves

“ich hasse flugzeuge.” tom mumbled as he pulled on his suitcase. the band and i were on our tour of zimmer 483, this being our 3rd concert.

as we entered the plane, we all put our suitcases away and took our seats getting anything we needed. as well with the many snacks we got from the airport.

“and in this weather, not even a window. i get panicky in turbulence, i could die.” tom leaned back in his seat taking out his i pod and plugging his earbuds into the device.

“you’re not gonna die tom it’s okay!” i smiled squeezing his hand. “you’re right, you’re here with me too so i won’t die…if bill was here he would’ve been scaring the crap out of me..”

tom leaned forward in his seat as he turned his head to look at bill, emphasizing the last part loudly throwing a skittle at him. bill rolled his eyes and ate the skittle that fell onto his lap.

‘we will now be departing please put on your seatbelts.’

“toooommm.” georg mimicked in a ghost voice, as he shook his seat and began laughing with gustav. “GEORG STOP.” tom yelled as he slapped his hands away from the head of the seat.

putting my seatbelt on i turned to tom to see his eyes were wide as he shakily put on his seatbelt. “y/n.” tom shook his head and held onto my hand squeezing it slightly. closing his eyes and hiding his face on my shoulder. the plane began to ascend.

“it’s okay.. it’s okay..” i gave a reassuring squeeze and kissed his head. “here, let’s listen to some music.”

i grabbed the i pod from his lap and put a song that we both liked. putting one earbud in my ear, i held up the other for him.

pressing play, he slowly began to relax. leaning my head on his i smiled. “you’re okay..”

“thank you y/n, love you.”

ich hasse flugzeuge- i hate airplanes

[thefandomtrashpit]

Imagine if N manages to defeat the solver because it just keeps on underestimating him.

read more here because this got long and because mentions of what went on in ep 7

Like, hear me out. The Solver only seem to understand N as what he used to be, as the loveable idiotic worker drone from back at the Elliot mansion. It doesn't understand N as he is now, which is the murder drone that probably cares way too much about his friends.

In the mineshaft, the Solver show both illusions of V and Cyn because it knew N cared about them back in the mansion. V was his crush. Cyn was thought of as his sister, or at least that's how it seems with the whole 'big brother N' thing. It knew he was fond of them, and it knew that he would be calm around them. That he would be comfortable around them. Enough for it to trying to reset him again, at least.

It doesn't seem to get that's not how N really views them anymore.

He still definitely cares for V, him trying to get through all the rocks that blocked the elevator is enough proof of that, but him still viewing V as a current crush is a bit iffy at the least now. And how N thinks of Cyn should be...obvious.

But the solver doesn't seem to get this. It still treats him the same as he was. Probably because of how many times it hass reset him back to those settings, or because of how many times N died because of a situation being too much and needed to be cloned, but that's not the point.

It doesn't understand the N that chose to befriend and protect a worker, the N that had to go through learning about what the Solver is, the N that had to be helped by the worker he befriended so he could keep the memories that he was getting back and not be reset for the however many-th time, the N that had to see his past crush sacrificed herself so he and other could continue on, or the N that's possible thinking the worker he's come to care so much about is dead or at least a great amount of trouble.

And it also doesn't the N that now has to face his 'sister' that's using the body of their former child master, the one that took them in and opened her heart to them, as some sort of skinsuit. It doesn't understand that the N it thinks N is isn't the one that stood before it so many times...And it's probably not going to see whatever he does against it coming.

[uss-edsall]

You know it’s been nearly a decade since Wolfenstein: The New Order came out, but I still adore the opening mission where American and British troops try a desperate mission to attack Deathhead’s Compound

Absolutely perfect mixture of alt-history scifi and undeniable, horrible desperation, a palpable feeling of a devastating defeat and loss, even before you land, let alone get into the compound and get inevitably captured - the perfect way to begin a game where the fundamental baseline is the allies lose the war 

I may not agree with everything The New Order did (as a Jew, the fact that they decided to go “yeah, the conspiracies of Jewish space tech are actually real and that’s how the Nazis won because they stole some of it” doesn’t sit right with me at all) but I think it came close to being a masterpiece of alt-his fiction

A fantastic soundtrack - both Mick Gordon’s OST and the official covers of famous songs that were made to flesh out a world where the Nazis won. Fantastic worldbuilding, with tons of things to find that each add just a little bit more to the game. 

Fantastic characters. Why Max Hass was afraid of industrial grinders was chilling to realise. “J” (Jimi Hendrix) telling the white, patriotic American “before all this, before the Germans, back home, you were the Nazis” is a historical reality that I’ve almost never seen media touch upon, and it did it well

And of course killing lots and lots of nazis

[shoot-the-oneshot]

Enemies to Lovers

Mick Schumacher x Senna reader F1 Romance trope Masterlist It was so hard writing Mick as anything but a sweetheart but i think it turned out great let me know what you think!

Next part lance stroll marriage of convenience

“A rivalry we thought we’d never see again folks, once again Schumacher vs Senna on the formula 1 circuit.”  You toned out the anouncers voice coming from everyone’s phone you passed with in three miles of the track, it was common for them to point out the renewed rivals ever since you got to F1 following your fathers foot steps it’s always been the headline. Not that you cared it was true after all.

The Emilia race always head tension for you and Schumacher, being where your father crashed, and media was all over it. Getting you both together for interviews ratings always spiked this time during the season for drama alone.

“Senna.”

“Mick.” Taking the spot next to him in front of the camera not bothering to look at him. He scoffed, “Didn’t know we were on a first name basis now Y/N” you shook your head in disagreement, “We aren’t, once you start driving like a Schumacher i’ll call you one.” You saw his shoulders puff up out of the corner of your eye.

“We’re here today with the Daughter of Aryton Senna and the son of Michael Schumacher the two greats back on track fighting for the chance to win.” You snicker at their intro speaking only loud enough for Mick to hear.

“I’m fighting to win you’re fighting to just get in the points.” Mick snarled gearing up for his own comment but the interviewer Sarah, finishing her intro innturupted him.

“So we are all excited for this race, but what are you two looking forward to most.” She nodded to the Hass driver to start who took the chance to clap back.

“Can’t wait to beat this one.” Nodding his head towards you that easy smile he uses to fool everyone into thinking he’s a sweetheart sliding across his face, sure as if. Laughing giving him a sympathetic pat on his arm. “Oh Mick they don’t have a place after last.”

“Bite me.” Growling through clenched teeth still pulled into a smile to save appearances. “Not even with your teeth.”

“Okay,” Sarah dragged out her words at your back and forth, flipping for another question.

“Y/n, you have been at the top of the standings since the first race of the season Leclerc a whole ninety points behind you how does it feel to be this close to a championship win?” Finally a good question.

“It feels incredible, this year with McLaren has felt amazing the car just clicks with me and we are all very excited to be a contender this year.” And it was true after your first year with Aston Martin then getting to McLaren the next it felt right you could feel it in your bones this was your year.

Sarah smiled satisfied with your answer then turned to your fellow driver. “Mick its been a rough start with you earning no points in your F1 career, but how are you and your team feeling about this upcoming race?” Mick shrugged and you could tell that talks of you getting this close to a championship bugged him. “Well we are working on the car I’m sure it would be easier to get points if my name opened doors to bigger teams.”

You laughed out loud at the supposed burn. “Oh Mick my last name doesn’t steer the car, and it doesn’t get you a better seat as you’re a prime example of.” By now you and Mick were in a stare down, interview be dammed.

“YYYY/NNNNN SSSEEEENNNAAAA!!!” You broke the glare to see your teammate Daniel shout your name, his smile easing your anger. He saw the tension rising and made the decision to separate you both. Daniel smiled over your shoulder to Sarah telling her some bull story about Zak needing you, but she bought it not one to outrank a principal.

You turned to Mick giving probably the fakest smile. “See ya when i lap you” he nodded clinching his jaw, blue eyes turning into daggers. “Go fuck yourself”

Dan started pulling you away but you shouted back over your shoulder.

“I’ll think of you when i do!” Throwing a finger wave in for extra effect. Successfully stunning Mick to silence. Y/n 1-0 Mick.

You walked away with your head held high glad to have gotten the last word while Dan stumbeld behind, “That was an interesting come back. Since when are you into mini Schu?” He spoke his brows practically in his hair line.

“Uh never! It was just to make him uncomfortable.” Appalled he would even consider you having any feeling other than hate for the Hass driver.

“Oh i definitely think his race suit is more uncomfortable now.” His statement made you stop in your track. “No way.” “Yes way.” Dan laughed. “You didnt see how he looked at you when you turned around.” He hummed and you both carried on walking.

“With distaste more than likely.” You scoffed.

“I think you’re just his taste actually.” He suddenly stopped grabbing your shoulders positioning you to look at the huge pictures of you and Mick side by side advertising the rivals.

“Look how cute you guys look together.” He cooed, laying his head on your shoulder, which you quickly shrugged off.

“Just saying the line between love and hate is very thin.” The space between his pintched fingers was minimal emphasizing his point, making you roll your eyes. The rest of the day was boring and you just wanted to get back to your hotel room and get ready for qualifying tomorrow.

you were already running late having slept through the first two alarms you set. You were distracted by tying your boots and hopping down the hallway at the same time, you didn’t have a chance to see who was in the elevator before the doors shut trapping you together.

“Senna.”

“Mickey.” You sighed knowing who’s voice that belonged to without having to turn around. “There’s no one else here you can drop the attitude without ruining your image.” Did he just sass you? You spun around about to give him a piece of your mind when the lights flickered, making you both freeze. The elevator jurked to a stop making you fall backwards into Micks chest.

His arms wrapped around your waist instinctively, holding you tight against him. “Uh Senna?” “Yeah?” You breathed out. You felt Micks breathing against your back the steady rise and fall distracting you along with Daniels words from yesterday.

“I think it’s safe now.” He softy spoke squeezing your hips making you jump out of his grasp and fix your shirt trying to appear unbothered. Mick smirked at you behind your back as he pressed the help button. Which gave an automated voice saying they will get to it as soon as possible, making both your spirits drop.

“Well get comfortable.” He said leaning against the wall across from you, sitting on the floor. You mimicked him redoing your hair into a messy bun on top of your head, holding the bill of your hat between you teeth, you breath involuntary caught in your throat as Mick leaned closer gently pulling your hat out from between your lips, holding it for you. With that sweet aggravating look of his.

“That’s not very lady like.” He teased, Dodging your hand that went to snatch your hat back. He leaned back tracing the logo and your number sewn on. He hated to admit it but it was kinda cool. “I’m a race car driver I’m not lady like.” You grumbled trying to reach for it again, falling and catching yourself before you fell on top of him, ending up nose to nose, were his eyes always that blue or was it lack of oxygen.

“Clearly.” He agreed, placing a hat on your head, Snapping you out of it. “Why does your hat say Y/n?” He asked confusing you, does he really not know. “It’s my name genius.” He rolled his eyes, “i know that by why not Senna.”  His question made you pause, were you both actually having a civil conversation and were you going to allow it.

“When Aston signed me they only called my Senna, but McLaren let me step out of my fathers shadow a bit and make my own name for myself not just my last name. I’m sure you understand.” Mick wasn’t expecting that much of an honest answer from you, he was waiting for you to tell him to mind his business, then a lightbulb went off in his head. “Wait, is that why you don’t call me Schumacher?”

You shrugged finding the loose string of your shirt very interesting. It was much easier being around him when you were bickering. Mick couldn’t believe it, what he thought was you disrespecting him was actually you being kind to him and being the only person not to connect his driving to his fathers, were you just defending yourself when he snapped back? he didn’t know how to feel.

“Now i feel like an ass for Calling you Senna.”

“Oh i definitely think you’re an ass.” You teased your cocky smile back on your face. There’s the Y/n he knew. Your escape wasn’t long after that and you practically sprinted to the track not noticing the hat on your head wasn’t yours at all and he had switched it with his Hass hat until the paparazzi posted the photo of you running and Mick smugly wearing your McLaren hat behind you, with the headline. ‘Rivals to lovers?’

You made pole position in the race a sweet victory for your team, you were laid in your room after media, typing away on YouTube like you always did for background noise, how you got onto Hass YouTube page you’ll ignore but you didnt notice it until a knock on your door sounded.

“There’s our future champion, woah do you have a boy over?!” Daniel sang, when you opened the door, your brows furrowed not realizing he could hear the tv. At the chance to embarrass you he pushed passed you expecting some Frenchman in your room coming up empty, then he saw what you were watching.

Raising his eyebrows he slowly spun to face you. “Oh, what a turn of events this is.”

“I dont know what you mean i didnt put it on!” You defended turning the tv off. “Sure you didnt.” He scoffed throwing the Hass hat on your bed from your dresser. “Means nothing.”

At his look you knew you had to explain. “We got trapped in the elevator he switched our hats that’s it.” He nodded along not believing a word. “And you talked to him?” “Words were probably exchanged.” You shrugged, Daniel was loving this, having already gotten the details from Vettel. The two drivers were your biggest shippers. Seb knowing how big of a crush Mick had on you from when you first joined F1, and Dan just loved the drama.

Just as he was about to tease you more your phone dinged. Making Dans eyes light up. “Is that him!” He squealed. “No.” You scoffed sighing when you looked at the screen dropping your arms to your side.

“It is him you’re blushing!” He gasped like a school girl. “It’s hot in here!” You denied but did feel butterflies at the congratulations text. “I want y’all’s kid named after me.”

Somehow you and Mick became friends carpooling from the hotels to track, interviews together now being about racing not just your names. The next race weekend you even had a Hass care package in your room from Mick saying his hat was your good luck charm. You won that race too, much to his amusement and he even scored in the points. The media loved the video of him spinning you around both covered in champagne.

The kiss you shared after your home win outed you both plus the photographs of you and Micks family on summer break did as well, his sister posting on social media a photo of a tense chess match between you and her brother with the caption ‘rivals on and off the track’ made the fans lose their minds.

Now seated next to each other during a press conference the other drivers teasing you seeing the heart eyes you both shared between questions. “Question for Y/n, with both you and Mick, having big names in F1 who’s name would you take if you get married?”

“Mine.” “Mine” you and Mick answered simultaneously. Making the room laugh. Mick who tried to seem serious, looked at you. “What about when we have kids they would have my name.” He laughed. And you shrugged playing along.

“Technically one already has Daniels name.” Making his eyes widen. And Daniel fall to the floor from somewhere behind the reporters. “Excuse me!”

“How about whoever has the most championships by the time we have kids that’s the name they get.” You offered knowing you were one race away from winning your first. Making Mick shake his head fondly at your antics. You humor and teasing that used to drive him up the wall now was his favorite thing about you, he loved it.

“Deal.”

That press conference ended up having the highest views in history because there’s only one thing people and Daniel and Seb loved more that rivals and it’s the story of enemies to lovers.

Next up. Lance stroll as marriage of convenience

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