Summary: Max thinks it’s bad enough that his sister is dating his emotional support rival … but did they really have to rub salt in the wound by making him want to puke on national tv?
Warnings: 18+ content mildly implied
You take a deep breath as you walk onto the Family Feud stage, trying to calm the butterflies in your stomach. You never expected to be here, about to face off against your brother and his Red Bull Racing teammates in a battle of wits. But when Fred Vasseur talked to you about potentially doing an episode of the show for charity, you jumped at the chance.
Especially since it meant spending time with your boyfriend.
You glance over at Charles and he winks at you, his smile making your heart flutter.
You could stare into each other’s eyes all day so you force yourself to look away and turn to face the host Steve Harvey as he introduces the teams.
“Welcome to Celebrity Family Feud!” Steve announces. “Today we’ve got two Formula 1 teams ready to compete. Let’s meet the teams!”
Steve starts with the Red Bull Racing team. “We’ve got Team Principal Christian Horner, Red Bull drivers Max Verstappen and Sergio Perez, and AlphaTauri drivers Daniel Ricciardo and Yuki Tsunoda!”
The crowd cheers as the guys wave. Max shifts awkwardly, clearly not comfortable being on stage. You stifle a laugh, knowing he would rather be anywhere than here right now.
“And the Scuderia Ferrari team,” Steve continues, “led by Team Principal Fred Vasseur, with drivers Charles Leclerc and Carlos Sainz, Chief Technical Officer Y/N Verstappen, and reserve driver Antonio Giovinazzi!”
You and your teammates greet the audience. As you pass Max, you ruffle his hair teasingly. “Ready to lose?”
He swats your hand away, rolling his eyes. “You wish.”
Steve explains the rules and then it’s time for the face-off. You and Charles step up to represent Ferrari while Daniel and Max come forward for Red Bull.
“Alright, we surveyed 100 people, top five answers are on the board,” Steve says. “Name something you do to get pumped up before a race.”
You ring the buzzer just before Max. “Listen to hype music!” You shout.
“Listen to hype music!” Steve repeats. “Let’s see if it’s up there!”
You hold your breath as the board flips, revealing your answer in the #2 spot. You and Charles high-five triumphantly.
“Alright, Red Bull, you can steal if you have a better answer,” Steve prompts.
Max thinks for a moment. “Visualize winning,” he tries.
“Good answer, good answer,” Steve nods. But it’s not there. You grin at Charles, knowing Ferrari has taken round one.
The game continues, both teams battling it out trying to guess the survey answers.
You and Charles can’t resist teasing your brother every chance you get.
“What might a Formula 1 driver do to unwind after a long race?” Steve asks next.
You buzz in with a sly smile. “Make love to their partner!”
Charles doubles over laughing as Max makes gagging noises, his face turning bright red.
“Wooowee, let’s see if our survey takers agree! Is making sweet sweet love to their partner on the board?” Steve chuckles. Unbelievably, it shows up as the #4 answer.
“Yes!” You shout, kissing Charles on the cheek. Max is shaking his head, looking like he wants to disappear. You blow him a taunting kiss, which just makes him cringe more.
“Red Bull, you gotta come back from this,” Steve says.
“Uhhh ... play video games,” Daniel guesses but the large red X that appears on the screen shows that Ferrari maintains the lead as you head into the final round.
“Alright, this is for the win. Ferrari just needs 9 points to end this right here,” Steve announces dramatically. “Name something you might find in an F1 driver’s motorhome.”
Charles rings in first. “Condoms!” He calls out, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
You laugh as Max lets out an anguished yell. “Stoooooop!”
“Survey says ... number three answer!” Steve announces. “Ferrari wins!”
Charles grabs you in a celebratory hug, spinning you around happily. You kiss him deeply, not caring that Max is fake vomiting behind you.
You break apart from your boyfriend, glancing back at Max still pretending to gag.
“Ugh get a room,” Max complains.
“Don’t worry, we plan to as soon as we get done with this,” you wink.
Max looks utterly disgusted as always.
“Alright folks, time for the Fast Money round!” Steve announces. “First up for Ferrari is Charles Leclerc!”
You blow Charles a flirty kiss as he takes the stage.
“Name something an F1 driver might eat before a race,” Steve begins.
Charles shoots you a shit-eating grin before winking at the camera. “Their beautiful girlfriend.”
You giggle as Max turns an unnatural shade of red alarmingly similar to your Ferrari branded shirt.
“Let’s see if the survey agrees!” Steve turns to the board.
No match but you don’t care.
Charles fires through the next few questions.
“Name something you’d pack for a race weekend.”
“Handcuffs,” he laughs at Steve’s scandalized expression.
You pretend to fan yourself while Max bangs his head against the podium in agony.
The buzzer sounds and Charles finishes strong. You give him a hug as you take the stage instead.
“Name something associated with F1,” Steve says.
“Fast cars and sexy drivers,” you reply with a wink towards Charles.
Charles blows you a kiss. Max looks ready to walk off stage or stab a mechanic with a fork.
You hope it’s the first option. One mechanic stabber in the family is more than enough, thank you very much.
You match Charles’ style, giving mostly normal answers until …
“Name something you pack for a weekend trip.”
You tap your chin playfully. “Lots and lots of lingerie.”
Charles whistles and cheers as you curtsy. Max is nearly crimson with embarrassment.
“And that’s the game!” Steve concludes. “Congratulations to Ferrari for their big win today on Celebrity Family Feud! $46,000 will be donated to Racing For Kids on your behalf.”
You leap into Charles arms, kissing him deeply. “That’s how it’s done, schatje!”
“We make an unstoppable team,” Charles smiles, dimples on full display, and you swear that some of the women in the audience swoon.
Max just shakes his head as he stomps to the exit. “You two need Jesus.”
But you’re too busy gazing adoringly at Charles to notice. Winning the show was fun but the real prize is having the love of your life by your side.
i don't think bahrain is ready for the new and improved ferarri. let's get pre-season testing over with to show people what we're made of!
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scuderiaferrari preseason testing has got charlos feeling like a couple, our engineers super sleepy, and seb stressed over driver/engineer shenanigans. also featuring our emotional support dog enzo woofstappen and our emotional support ferrari academy drivers. not pictured is tony and seb cuddling as christian horner watches with longing in his eyes (you wish that was you huh?)
username why do you guys have an emotional support dog?
↳ scuderiaferrari the previous owners had these drivers traumatized. now the drivers are traumatizing seb. yes, the dog is named after enzo ferrari and max verstappen, we blame scott.
username enzo woofstappen is such an iconic name
maxverstappen1 i can't believe you people named a dog after me
danielricciardo I CALL GODFATHER!
↳ harleykeener YES! 100% TAKE HIM WITH YOU!
↳ biancastark_potts STOP GIVING MY DOG AWAY! I'M TELLING STEVE!
↳ scuderiaferrari WHO'S AMERICA'S ASS NOW? STEVE ROGERS OR LOGAN SARGEANT?
↳ username STEVE ROGERS, FORMER CAPTAIN AMERICA, IS CALLED AMERICA'S ASS?
↳ logansargeant i got nothing on steve rogers, i will gladly give up the title to him.
username POST MORE ENZO WOOFSTAPPEN CONTENT! HE'S OUR EMOTIONAL SUPPORT DOG NOW!
↳ scuderiaferrari i'm not allowed to spam post enzo pictures on here, go to my account!
carlossainz55 charles and i look like a couple of besties!
↳ landonorris you two are in love
↳ charles_leclerc you said you loved me? was it all a lie?
↳ carlossainz55 amor no. i love you.
↳ username loving this new ferrari. carlos and charles' friendship seems better now.
↳ harleykeener carlos calls charles honey 24/7. it's sickening.
christianhorner it was not longing. seb is still our golden boy, you people have chuck leclerc.
↳ scuderiaferrari you snooze you lose old man. he’s ours now.
↳ maxverstappen1 wow, your current world champion sure feels loved
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peterbparker as demanded by one person, here's enzo woofstappen. he's never done a thing wrong in his life except that time he pissed on bucky and when he chased alpine, the cat, up a tree.
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samwilson he fucking chewed on my wings one time
↳ biancastark_potts maybe you shouldn't have left your wings out in the common area
clintbarton he shit in my shoes
↳ peterbparker you threatened to shave him. it was deserved.
steverogers he chewed my shoes. all of them.
↳ harleykeener he was bitter about the avengers civil war
alexalbon it seems roscoe has competition for cutest paddock pet
↳ lewishamilton roscoe wins. no doubt
↳ biancastark_potts i doubt it, enzo's clearly cuter.
↳ lewishamilton i bet no one's ever told a stark they were wrong, but you're wrong
username who's enzo favorite ferrari team member?
↳ peterbparker charles, but only because he gives him extra treats!
↳ charles_leclerc I DO NOT!
↳ biancastark_potts that's something a guilty man would argue.
↳ biancastark_potts he was a gift from a friend. his dog had puppies and he gave me one
bianca stark-potts posted a new story
team bonding but everyone seems to be on their phones???
the new ferrari team sat in a meeting room, both drivers feeling like they were about to be scolded. peter felt like he had been called into the principal's office, which was a feeling he hated.
"why are we here?" harley questioned tony. both drivers turned to look at the younger boy, if he didn't know why they were here then bianca didn't either, meaning they could be getting in trouble.
noticing their tense faces tony chuckled, "you're not in trouble, all of you can calm down."
"oh thank god," peter whispered, "i thought i was in trouble for that america's ass comment."
"oh, you are," tony replied, "but that's for a different day. we're here for a completely different reason."
"and that is?" sebastian questioned, "don't tell me you're firing us already."
"you're kidding," tony muttered, "this is the best performance i've seen from a ferrari in years, the car that is, not the drivers. i'm making a few changes," tony gestured to his daughter, "bianca, if you would please."
"he's being lazy," bianca joked as she stood up, "he wants to throw the 1st and 2nd driver rule out the window. the first race is coming up in less than a week, so what we propose is letting you two battle it out until miami, by that point whoever has the most points will lead in the championship and the other will defend. the next year we rotate and so forth. questions?"
"would it be before or after the miami grand prix?" charles questioned.
"after," bianca answered, "it gives us enough time to gather data and study it. the rule is only implemented if you two agree, otherwise we keep going as is."
"i think it works," sebastian said, breaking the silence, "it also guarantees both of you on the podium or at least one of you every race."
“and if we don’t agree?” carlos questioned.
“then we continue as is, charles as 1st and you as 2nd,” bianca answered, “we know it’s asking for a lot, one of you has to give up the championship for the other. the car is good, we know it can beat red bull, you both have a contract extension until 2025, by that time both of you could be world champions.”
“it is a good offer,” charles reasoned with carlos, “the car is good for both of us, it gives us equal opportunity.”
“and if we are tied when we get to miami?” carlos asked, clearly the spaniard would be the harder one of duo to convince.
“we push it until one of you gets ahead,” tony answered, “however long it takes, but mark my words, one of you will be world champion by the end of the season.”
“i will do it,” charles agreed. everyone turned to look at carlos and the spaniard nodded, “me too.”
tony clapped his hands, “well boys, let’s get that championship back to maranello, one way or another.”
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would this strategy ever work out irl? no fucking way but that's the beauty of fanfiction anything and everything can work out as long as you write it the right way. so, the question is, who should get the championship first charles or carlos? i'm leaning towards charles because he won monza in 2019, and carlos hasn't achieved that yet. i also am a charles girl, incase that wasn't yet obvious. so, answer the poll below and tell me who you guys think should win the championship first. let me know if you guys want to be added to the taglist.
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this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!
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⭑ When you first met Aemond, you were intimidated. No matter how self-assured you are, Aemond has this ability to make anyone feel unsettled.
⭑ He knows that he would be a better King than Aegon. He has the knowledge, the skills, the drive, to make Westeros better.
⭑But the conflict with the Blacks meant that the Greens needed better forces, more alliance and enforced strength.
⭑ That’s when Alicent wed Aemond to you, the first daughter of the Stark line.
⭑ You traveled to King’s Landing with your father, with your brother lording over Winterfell.
⭑ Your direwolf, Ilta, with eyes as black as coal, came with you. She was the biggest of the litter, which was surprising since she was tiny when you claimed her.
⭑ You felt safe enough. Until you were in front of Queen Alicent, her lips pursed and frame tight.
⭑ “We don’t normally have animals inside the castle walls.” She said simply, although her tone was light and friendly.
⭑ You saw right through it.
⭑ Growing up as a Stark, everyone spoke with honesty and openly.
⭑ Being forthright was embedded in your bones.
⭑ It was a big deal to be summoned by the Queen, especially in the throne room. Aegon was nowhere to be seen, and in actuality, you hadn’t seen him since arriving a week ago.
⭑ Haelena was staring at the ceiling. The interactions with her were ... well, they were great. Although she was airy, you were confused at times by her words. You always gave her your full attention and replied without judgment.
⭑ Aemond stood nearby. His shoulders square and set. Your future husband.
⭑ “If you do not wish for Illta to be inside, say so, my Queen.”
⭑ From that moment, Aemond thought of you with more respect. There weren’t many people who would be so straightforward with royalty.
⭑ His reluctance to marry ebbed with more interactions.
⭑ The more he got to know you, the more he ... looked forward to the marriage.
⭑ His heart still had Haelena in it. But no one could know that. And he feared it would never go away.
⭑ You were ready to do your duty. No matter the cost. Although you wished to choose your own suitor. You knew that marrying a king’s brother was important. More than important. It was nearly as valuable as marrying a king.
⭑ Aemond didn’t have any expectations of you. He thought that he would meet a dumb, unkept woman, who could barely form a sentence. (They had a lot of prejudices against Starks.)
⭑ But you put him in his place, more often than not.
⭑ He thinks that your bond with Illta is impressive. Although a direwolf is no dragon, there’s a positive to have a creature that can be beside you. It’s like having a bodyguard who knows no mercy.
⭑ Alicent had reservations when she finally met you. She wanted a compliant young girl who needed advice and guidance. But what she got was the opposite.
⭑ But what did she expect? You’re a Stark woman.
Theme Song:
‘You Should See Me In A Crown’ by Steve Horner
Relationship Tropes:
✧ Arranged Marriage
✧ Distance At First, then Mutual Yearning, Turning Into Sexual Frustration
✧ Tough On The Outside, Soft On The Inside (Aemond) x The Top (You)
NSFW🔞minors dni!
⭑ Aemond is a bit hesitant at first. His experiences with sex haven’t been positive. Ever since Aegon made him ‘become a man’ at the age of thirteen, he hasn’t found sex as a desirable thing.
⭑ Since that time at thirteen, he’s felt repulsed by sex. By the thought of naked bodies moving against each other, the sweat and vulnerability of it.
⭑ His feelings aren’t fleeting enough to have one-night stands, to find a person to fuck for a night then forget about.
⭑ So your first time together was your wedding night.
⭑ And he was comfortable enough with you. But the sex ... confusing. He didn’t seem to want to and you didn’t push him.
⭑ But something changed. You felt it in their air.
⭑ You kissed. And at first it was just lips touching lips, but it grew. Tongues felt around each other’s mouths and hands began to roam.
⭑ There was heat, so much goddamn heat. And his clothes seemed to be in the way. And then you were both naked.
⭑ His thick, long cock thrusted deep inside you. His strong arms encased you to the bed. White hair curtained you as he moaned into your mouth.
⭑ Aemond loves your tits. He definitely has a Mummy kink - and enjoys sucking on your nipples.
⭑ The more you become comfortable with each other, the more you branch out and experiment.
⭑ Having minimal sexual experience would be a sore-spot for Aemond. He has tried all his life to be the perfect son, the perfect student, the perfect knight. He wants to be the best. He has educated himself on every aspect that a king should.
⭑ But he didn’t learn about sex. Not properly. Not safely. And that damaged him. It made him feel less than because he didn’t have escapades.
⭑ But you assure him that that doesn’t make him any less than anyone else.
Daniel Ricciardo shows Steve Jones around the Red Bull hospitality suite ft. giggly Max Verstappen and superstitious Christian Horner | Silverstone GP 2023
lol checo really took thridwheeling lestappen to a whole new level in that turn 1 hjsgfkjhsgfkjshdgf
mexico gp start, charles pov: it's you and me, me and you, you and me [suddenly a wild checo appears on the left] AND YOUR FRIEND STEVE FUCK
also checo in an interview saying "I didn't expect charles to break so late" like wtf checo my man, seriously???? max pls tell your silly teammate this is exactly something he should expect from charles
and christian horner defending charles hsjdgfhdsj it's his son-in-law after all xD and checo is... that weird distant cousin...
[#1] Come Josephine, In My Flying Machine // Carmina Memoriae
Pairing: James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes x fem!reader
— New York, 1943. Your fiancée enlisted in the army. Although you weren't particularly good at goodbyes, you were proud of him. And you had never seen him more proud before either. It hurt, but this was farewell - but only for a little time, right?
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Trigger warning(s): Fluff, angst; you have to say goodbye to your love.
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Song by James Horner
[The original is awesome too, but for this I prefered James' version]
"James! James stop!"
Your laughter filled the night air, as Bucky started tickling you mercilessly. Swatting his hands away was of no use; he was much quicker than you anyway.
He took a step back, breathless from laughter as well. There he stood, tall and proud in his uniform.
'The 107th', he had said with a smile. There was determination in his voice - and sadness. He was proud to be a part of the army; yet at the same time he didn't want to leave you behind. Who knew when you two would see each other again?
The sand was cool and calming beneath your feet, the night breeze fresh and clear. Rockaway Beach was rarely this peaceful. It was usually filled with joy, laughter and music. But at midnight? There was nothing to be heard an seen. Nothing but two young lovers dancing underneath the moon and the stars, sharing their last night together - at least for the time being.
Bucky hummed a melody as he gently held you close to him, swaying to the rhythm of the waves coming and going.
Smiling, you closed your eyes, remembering the time you first heard that song. Your first dance with Bucky, at a summer party of a mutual friend.
You sighed blissfully, resting your head on his shoulder. Sweet memories...
The sound of thunder ripped you out of your thoughts. Tears blurred your vision as another lightning cracked through the night sky. The gramophone played your song in the background.
Your song.
Yours and Bucky's.
"Up, up, a little bit higher,
oh, my, the moon is on fire."
He was dead.
Bucky was dead.
The words his best friend spoke minutes ago still echoed in your mind. Steve's massive frame seemed so fragile again all of a sudden. He was broken, too, in his own way. He lost his best friend.
You had lost your love.
The recording crackled gently, as the last notes of the song played, filling the suffocating silence in yours and Bucky's tiny apartment.
"Come, Josephine, in my flying machine,
going up all on..."
A song that once filled you with love, and joy, and giddyness - now bringing nothing but anger, hate and sadness to you.
Production designer: Christopher Horner / Set decorator: Paige Augustine, Christine Bonnem, Johnna Butler, Sean Haworth, Kara Hayak, Winter Horton and Rob Kaplin