#brocedes

[mon-mothmas-collar]

[hrhrg]

Im obsessed w/ making these god help me

[vroom-vrooms]

So there’s Lando who is in love with Carlos, who have been together since the moment they met, but Carlos is also probably sleeping with Charles, even though their relationship seems to be falling to pieces, but Charles is also in love with Max, who is his literal soulmate and they’re obsessed with each other, but Max is also in love with Daniel, who was his older, cooler teammate who he pathetically fell in love with, but Max was also kinda in love with Carlos when they were younger, and now that’s over but Lando now has a weird thing going on with Oscar, who is his younger much calmer teammate, but Oscar has a thing going on with Logan, who is his childhood friend, and Logan is teammates with Alex, who loves his girlfriend but also kinda loves George, who is also his childhood friend, and George also loves his girlfriend but also kinda loves Alex, but George also has a weird thing for Lewis, who is his teammate and a big thing in f1, and Lewis had a lovers to enemies thing with Nico, who used to be his best friend, but he also had cute little thing with Seb, who was his rival but in a cute way, and Seb was basically married to Kimi, who had a soft spot for Seb, but Seb also had a toxic thing with Mark, the promising Red Bull driver that never accomplished what he wanted, and Mark was absolutely gone on Fernando, who was also absolutely gone on him, but Jenson was also gone on Fernando, who was his teammate at mclaren, and Jenson also could’ve had a thing with Seb and a thing with Nico, but—

PART TWO

[blorbocedes]

lewis hamilton scooters past nico rosberg at shanghai grand prix 2024

credits: (x) from weibo and @yuzuchupachups

[peoplesprincessgeorge]

f1 + txt posts = true 9.0

[muxas-world]

Lewis was losing the idgf war so bad 🤭😭

[pleepplop33]

i fear this is the closest thing we're getting to a brocedes reunion...

(what is their problem?!??!! YOU GUYS LITERALLY MISS EACH OTHER, STOP ACTING LIKE YOU DON'T)

(can you imagine just casually not acknowledging your childhood best friend...CAN YOU IMAGE!???? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH EFFORT THAT TAKES??!!??)

[saintesebastian]

20?? // 2024

[sftbvllet]

im not pretty but i can explain, in excruciating detail, everything that happened with brocedes. and really thats just as good

[lestappenthings]

just invisible string things

[prettiest-at-the-party]

EVERYONE STOP

[alexjcrowley]

Rip most frenemies from F1 you would have loved the Andrea-Emily relationship from The Devil wears Prada

[blorbocedes]

which could mean nothing

[rapunzel1523]

[brocedesforlife]

We could have had everything in life, but fate has always chosen to be too cruel to us.

[its-avalon-08]

hearts intertwined (hamilton x sister! driver!rosberg) p11

chapter 11: slipping through my fingers all the time

warnings - mentions of crash

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The oppressive heat hung thick in the air, a relentless sun beating down on the asphalt track. The air shimmered, distorting the vision of the drivers as they prepped for the race. Despite concerns about the extreme temperatures, the governing body had opted to greenlight the event.

Max Verstappen, ever the pragmatist, approached Y/N as she climbed into her Red Bull cockpit. "Hey schat," he said, his voice laced with concern. "You alright? You look a bit pale and sweaty."

Y/N forced a smile, beads of sweat already forming on her forehead. "Yeah, Max, just a bit warm. No worries."

Max frowned, but didn't push it. He knew Y/N's determination wouldn't be easily swayed.

The red lights went out, and the grid roared to life. Y/N fought for position, the heat sapping her strength with every passing lap. By lap 23, her voice crackled through the radio, a tremor of fear tinging her voice.

"Why the fuck is it so hot? Liam, is my drink connected? have you guys fucking filled boiling water in this or what?"

"Y/N, slow down," Liam's voice crackled back, urgency evident. "Well, that is not happening I'm fine," Y/N snapped back but her breath was erratic. Liam persisted saying, "Box this lap, we need to get you out of the car."

But Y/N's response was lost in static. "Ich verliere es! Ich verliere es! (im losing it! im losing it!)" Y/N shouted. Her vision had blurred completely, the heat and exertion pushing her body to its limit. The car swerved, a sickening lurch as she lost control. There was a deafening screech of metal on concrete, followed by a sickening impact. Flames erupted from the car as it slammed into the barriers.

Panic erupted in the pit lane. Nico, watching the race unfold from the Mercedes garage, felt the blood drain from his face. His heart hammered against his ribs as he watched the plume of smoke billow from the crash site.

"Y/N! WAS IST MIT IHR PASSIERT (WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?)" he screamed, his voice raw with terror.

The radio crackled with frantic voices. Drivers demanded updates on Y/N's condition. Daniel asked across his radio, "Was that Y/N? Why are there flames?!" Lewis, his own race forgotten, watched the flames with a growing sense of dread. "No, no no no no no no what just happened Bono?" Lewis muttered

He unbuckled his seatbelt and leaped out of his car, ignoring the shouts from his team. Adrenaline surged through him, fueled by fear and a responsibility he couldn't explain.

"Lewis, stop! It's not safe!" came the frantic voice of his engineer, Bono.

But Lewis didn't listen. "Not losing another Rosberg," he muttered through gritted teeth. "Not again." He sprinted towards the burning wreckage, the inferno a blur before his eyes. Marshals were already on the scene, but Lewis pushed through them, a single-minded determination driving him forward.

Nico watched in disbelief as Lewis, seemingly impervious to the heat and danger, reached the car. He clambered over the wreckage, smoke billowing around him.

Seconds stretched into an eternity as the teams held their breath. Finally, Lewis emerged from the flames, cradling an unconscious Y/N in his arms.

"Medical team, we need medical here!" his voice boomed through the radio.

The silence that followed was deafening, then finally, a wave of relief washed over the paddock. Medics rushed towards Lewis, carefully taking Y/N from his grasp.

Lewis collapsed onto the ground, his chest heaving with exertion. Despite the scorching heat and the adrenaline coursing through his veins, his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Nico, tears blurring his vision, stormed out of the garage. He rushed towards Lewis, his anger momentarily eclipsed by overwhelming relief.

"Y/N?" he rasped. "Is she…"

Lewis looked up, his face streaked with soot and sweat. "She's alive, Nico. That's all that matters right now."

Nico slumped beside him, the weight of the near-tragedy pressing down on him. He looked at Lewis, a flicker of understanding passing between them. Both of them slid down against the garage walls, their hearts beating fast and minds racing.

They may not have been friends, but in that shared moment of terror, a fragile bridge of empathy was built. The heat of the inferno may have been unbearable, but it paled in comparison to the fear that had gripped the hearts of everyone in the paddock.

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