#f1 drivers as romance tropes

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SOULMATE

Lando Norris x Reader F1 as romance tropes Masterlist

If anyone asked Lando always knew he was going to be an F1 driver. It was his dream, his destiny. Not the words imprinted on his arm.

“At least he’s an F1 driver” were the words that appeared on his 16th birthday. At first, he was ecstatic it was proof not only he had a soulmate but he achieved his dreams. It wasn’t until he’d been at McLaren for a few years the words almost haunted him seeing the other drivers meet theirs and he was still walking down the paddock alone, well almost.

“At least you’ll know immediately when you meet her, mine says “hello” that could be anyone!” His best friend Max spoke seeing the dark look in Landos eyes watching Alex and Lily.

Lando scoffed shaking it off “And she'll only care that I’m a driver not about me.” That was the problem the longer you took to meet the worse his thoughts got.

“You don’t know that, she might just think you’re stupid,” at his friends' words Lando turned to glare at him who held his hands in surrender, “You say stupid stuff sometimes”

“You’re not helping you know.” Anything else Lando wanted to say got cut off by a new visitor.

“How’s it going gents, wait Lando what’s with the murder face?” George spoke as he joined the two men, the black Mercedes race suit a stark contrast with the orange of Landos.

“Lando is pouting watching the happy couple over there.” Max's thumb jutting over his shoulder towards the Williams garage and the other British driver understood while Lando tried to look anywhere but the the man now looking at him with pity

George knew how he felt, he felt like half of himself before he met Carmen. “Carmen has a friend in town for the race Lewis and I were going to all go to dinner why don't you come along and get out of your head for a while”

“Appreciate the offer mate but I don't think being a fifth wheel sounds that fun.”

“Lewis had a last-minute meeting he can’t make it now, you should come so Y/n isn’t lonely” lies George spoke before he thought, Carmen would kill him for this.

“He would love to text him the time and place! See you later George.”

Max shoved his friend who was silently thinking of an excuse so he could go home and drown himself in his sorrows so he was ready to go for the race.

“I'm not going,” Lando spoke as soon as they were alone and started walking again towards McLaren hospitality and into his drivers' room

“No, you’re not going home to sulk this dinner will be good for you, get out and socialize.”

“I don't need to socialize I’m fine where I am” the driver huffed stuffing his clothes into his bag ignoring the look his friend was giving.

“You like George and food this seems like a win-win to me!” Max spoke trying to convince him “And maybe the friend is hot plus you need to get out of this funk it’s depressing now go home and shave that god-awful goate and make yourself presentable”

Ignoring in insult Lando swung his bag over his shoulder and caved.

“Fine I’ll go but only to get as drunk as I can on George's tab” and maybe his friends were right and an easy night out would soothe the ache in his chest.

“I am so glad you’re finally here I’ve only been begging to get you at a race for years!” Carmen exclaimed from her spot on your bed while you picked through your suitcase for something the wear.

“Well this might be my last chance to meet Lewis so I figured I'd take it.” You joked, flashing the 44 hat you brought for the race waving it like a flag as she rolled her eyes at your behavior.

“Better not wear that to the garage George might feel offended.” Carmen sang a smile on her face showing she didn’t mean it

“Listen I love George but just like with Toto Lewis is first in my heart George second.” You laughed dodging the pillow she flung at you.

“Alright come on George will be here soon we can wait downstairs.” Grabbing her bag you followed behind her making small talk as you both waited for the Mercedes to pull up

You fake gagged as George immediately jumped you to open your friends' door with a kiss. “Y/n always a pleasure good to see you again.” He said giving her a quick hug while opening the back door for her to get in the car. Returning the sentiment

“I wonder if they have any shawarma at the restaurant” your friend spoke you could hear the smile in her voice as she teased you obviously payback for your comment earlier.

“Oh wow, that joke still hasn’t gotten old.” You deadpanned making George look at the both of you in confusion not getting the inside joke of your soulmate's words.

Choosing to change the subject you felt excitement filling you the closer to your destination you got

“George I cannot thank you enough for setting this up it’s a dream come true I’ve been watching Lewis race for years!” You smiled while Carmen laughed

“She’s been geeking out over meeting Lewis” she spoke as her boyfriend’s shoulders stiffened.

“Well about that….Lewis had a meeting but don’t worry I already took care of it everything is fine and I promise I’ll introduce you tomorrow.” He rushed out white knuckling the steering wheel as you deflated, you were disappointed but it wasn’t his fault.

“Who’d you invite?” You asked before he could answer he was already parked, he turned in his seat looking back at you.

“We’ve been friends forever… I’m sure it will be fine” You would’ve had more confidence if he didn't pause and have such a nervous smile on his face

Lando who was leaned against the building next to the entrance he’s pretty sure he’s accidentally scared off a few couples from entering with his brooding. He glances up hearing a car pull up his back suddenly straightened as if he was struck by lightning when the back car door opened.

His feet moved faster than his brain as he rushed to hold a hand out helping you out of the car.

A soft smile slid across his face uncharacteristically for his recent mood, but before he could dwell on it he locked eyes with you.

Shyly taking the offered hand you got out of the car slightly shocked by the turn of events not having expected George's friend to behave like that.

“Hi, I’m Y/N nice to meet you.” You spoke looking into a pair of awestruck brown eyes. “Umm hello?”

“Lando!” George shouted when you looked around the group when the other Brit failed to respond in choice of staring

“Lando yeah I’m Lando hi.” The man rushed out then mentally kicked himself when you nodded with a smile that made his mind go black again as you walked ahead with Carmen.

“Mate, what was that?” George spoke staring at the fellow driver whose face was covered with his hands “I don't know….” He groaned.

When they entered the restaurant you and Carmen were already seated Lando ungracefully jumped to the empty seat in front of you as if someone else would take it. Huffing out a smirk when you looked up at the sudden noise.

“Y/n this is Lando he drives for McLaren we grew up karting together along with Alex,” at the mention of Alex, Lando recalled the scene from that morning at deflated back into his seat.

“Nice to meet you I haven’t met to many of the grid yet so I’m glad to have started small.” You smiled across the table, still slightly in a mood he just politely nodded back

“You went golfing with Lily a few months ago didn't you?” George asked hoping to spark Landos' interest which worked flawlessly as the man perked back up.

“You like golf? I played in a tournament with the PGA guys for Netflix”

Out of all the things he had to brag about the Netflix cup is what he chose, god, Max was right he does say stupid stuff sometimes.

“You must be pretty good.” If Lando wasn’t proud of his previous answer his next one wasn’t any better. “Oh yeah, practically just hole-in-ones.” He smiled ignoring the look from the other driver, who tried to subtly yank on his sleeve to get his attention away from the two women who were giggling at his poor attempts at impressing you.

“Anyone who’s played golf with you knows that a lie pull yourself together” George spoke his tone hushed “I’m trying I don't know what’s wrong.”

The two men straightened up as if their little conversation never happened and looked over the menus. Lando who was reading over every sentence trying to collect himself.

“What in the world what is chicken shar-sharwarma chicken shar warma.” Lando stutters out thinking it was surely a typo.

George slammed his menu down on the table and looked over at Lando with the most disappointment he had ever seen on his face.

“What did I just say to you!”

“I’m sorry it’s confusing!”

“Chicken shawarma Lando it is not hard if you can’t say it don't order it!” George barked any rebuttal Lando had gets cut off by Carmens' loud gasp. Making both men turn.

“Oh my god!”

“I know he's a muppet” George who thought she was baffled by his friend just waved it off and went to change the subject before you spoke

“At least he's an F1 driver” Lando froze at your words swearing he felt a tingle on his arm where those very words sat. “Oh my god!” Carmen squealed in excitement at what she was witnessing.

“Plus he's pretty.” You lightly spoke still in shock at finding your soulmate who whined “See why wasn’t that part on there.” Lando threw his hands in the air wishing that��s what he stared at for years.

“Wait you think I’m pretty?” He smirked snapping back into the personality he was known for. His question made a flush appear on your cheeks and Lando is sure he just fell in love harder at the sight.

“Can someone tell me what’s happening?” George demanded seeing his girlfriend tear up and you and Lando doing whatever it was you two were doing.

Lando still on a high leaned his arm on the table rolling his white button-down sleeve to his elbow revealing the words you spoke, not taking his eyes off you the entire time.

“That George, was me meeting my girl.”

The rest of the dinner passed by in a whirlwind, all you could remember was the feeling of meeting your soulmate you never thought you’d say this but you’re glad Lewis had a work obligation or you wouldn’t be walking down the paddock hand and hand with Lando a brand new McLaren hat on your head.

“I’m still upset you threw my hat across the room.” Your words did little to dim the smile on his face, glancing at you from the corner of his eye.

“I’m sorry love, would a first-place trophy make it better?” He boasted feeling as if he was on top of the world with you by his side.

“Oh big ambitions today, huh, feeling good?”

“With you here, babe I'll be unstoppable, and once I win you have to throw out that dreadful hat I’m the only British driver allowed in your heart now.” He declared, his hand sliding down your arm to grab yours. Pulling you to a stop outside his garage.

“There’s the happy couple!” A new voice shouted from the sea of papaya. Max ran out, making Lando roll his eyes and you smile. You spent the last two days glued to each other so you knew all about his best friend.

“Finally so nice to meet you thank you for showing up and fixing this muppet!”

“I wasn’t a muppet, you muppet!”

“It’s very nice to meet you as well Max.” You interrupted the two before they could get started on the back and forth. Landos attention switching as you spoke threw his arm over your shoulder, a smug expression on his face getting to show you off.

“I know what lover boys words were but what was yours?” Max ashed almost bouncing on his feet in excitement. Lando groans immediately holding his head in your neck.

Rubbing your hand through his curls knowing this was going to be rough on him, you showed Max your other arm. “Mate you wonder why I said she probably thought you were stupid!”

Lando felt your head nodding in agreement making his shoot up to pout at you. “I’m sorry but come on it wasn’t your best moment neither was spilling wine all over the table.”

“He spilled wine! Come tell me everything.” Max gasped, pulling you away from Lando lacing your arm with his leading you down the paddock. Leaving the driver to trail behind the two.

A year later.

A hand came into your view as the car door swung open revealing your fiancé.

“For old times sake huh?” you teased refusing to the time he nearly tripped over himself to get to your door the night you met. Lando fondly rolled his eyes. “You act like I don't always get the door for you.” He bowed exaggeratedly pulling the large glass door open leading to the restaurant.

“Like how you acted like you were a golf expert?” Lando's jaw drooped in mock offense before collecting himself pulling you closer to whisper in your ear.

“Got a hole-in-one with you though didn't I?” You giggled hitting his chest as you reached the table. Lando left to greet George while you sat with Carmen and caught up.

Eventually, the men joined you both again, you only noticed when your chair was dragged to your right until you were pressed against Landos side, who held a menu for you to share. You smiled at his determination to keep you close.

Squeezing your arm which you now knew as his ‘watch this’ motion he winked.

“I think I’ll have the chicken shaworma chicken shar warma!”

“Mate not again!” George groaned while Lando laughed in mirth. Looking around the restaurant hasn’t changed a bit since the last time you were here and yet your entire life had, you now travel with your best friend around the world, and most importantly, found your soulmate

Hey guys we are back! After a very long break i got inspired to write again and while this one isn’t the best the other parts of this series are some of my favorites I’ve written so go check them out here but i do hope you all liked it

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𝐀 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨 [𝐋𝐒𝟏𝟖]

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Pairing: Lance Stroll x Fem!Reader

Summary: Asking the driver of the team you work for to attend a wedding with you as your fake date is possibly one of the dumbest ideas you’ve had ever.. but also one of the best.

Warnings: fluff, friends to lovers romance also fake dating trope so we’re going all in baby

A/N: I love this man, this man is very underrated and this is going to be a mini-series, probably 7/8 parts but we’ll see how it goes

Word Count: 1.7k (7 minutes reading time avg)

…

Lance oddly glances over your face, definitely dumbfounded by your ask.

Trying to persuade one of the two drivers for the team that you work for, that going as your pretend date to your brother’s wedding was quite possibly the weirdest favour you could ask of anyone.

You tilt your head, reasoning with him. “Whatever you need, I will do it and I’ll do it to the best of my ability.”

He hums, “I don’t need anything.”

You inhale through your nose, “I’ll wash your race suit and even bring it to the remaining.. 20 races."

With pursed lips, he appears untempted by your proposal.

“Okay, then I’ll do all your laundry, not just your race suit.” You say.

“There’re people in the team who do that anyway?” You sigh, leaning your elbows on the table.

“I’ll clean your driver’s room, after every practice session, after every qualifying, and after every race.”

He feigns offence, “my room is very neat for your information.”

You scoff, not wanting to but getting all the more closer to giving up.

“Then do this for me as a friend, you just said you had nothing to do between now and Baku anyway.” You countered, pointing an accusing finger at him.

Lance smiles slightly. “It’s a massive favour Y/N, I can’t just drop all my plans.”

You half-frowned, knowing he had a point. “Look, the moment I set my phone down, I know my mum would’ve been rounding up all the bachelors from here to Canada.”

He laughed and you smiled, though you were pretty sure your mum really was doing so.

“Have you asked anyone else?” He questioned, out of sheer curiosity on why you came to him first.

“No I haven’t, should I?”

“I don’t know.” His answer makes you groan, “one weekend Lance.”

There was a shift of emotion in his face and you jumped at the opportunity to try and make it as convincing for him as possible, “one or two photos, my dad loves racing so tell him about Bahrain. I have a nephew who’s into motorcycles so talk away about them.”

“With an 8 year old?” You blinked at him, “I admit the conversations may not be enthralling but toy motorcycles really get his gears turning.”

The F1 driver weighs out the pros and cons of your request, circling the rim of his glass with the tip of his index finger.

His eyes flicker to your pleading expression, your fingernails digging into the underside of your chin, your hands brought together in a praying gesture.

“Is a weekend with me going to be that horrible?” You inquire.

“No,” he admits, casually falling back on to his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. “I was never going to say no, I just wanted to see how far you’d go.”

He grins cockily and you reach over to slap his arm which he manages to pull away from in time.

…

The few days after the Australian race, you'd been hammered by your parents and your siblings, on who the mystery boy was. It was pretty well known that they'd meet him at some point next weekend but that obviously wasn't reason enough for them to stop asking every question under the sun about him.

When the build to that weekend officially began, you prayed that it would pass smoothly, you'd tell a few little white lies along the way and should they ever ask about him following the wedding, you and Lance would've been peacefully broken up by then.

Easy.

"Oh gosh, here we go." You lower your head to your lap while Lance takes a single sip from his champagne glass, setting it down on the coaster.

You knew bumping into a relative who asked a million and one questions during the rehearsal would be a given so you'd prepared your 'date' as best you could.

You instinctively reach for his hand, settling the palm of yours on the back of his. He's slightly disconcerted at the contact but doesn't move an inch, he glances at you sat on the seat besides him as you do the same.

You release a shaky sigh, "my sister's going to interrogate you like she's trying to put the FBI to shame. You remember what I told you right?" You ask quietly.

He nods faintly, "yeah, of course I do." He assures you.

You muster a sincere smile before retracting your hand from his and allowing it to fall on to your lap again. You then rub your palms on your thighs and stand up to embrace her.

Lance straightened on his chair, allowing your sister to approach the table before he followed your movements. You swallow when his hand rests on your lower back, but you reminded yourself it was just a part of the act.

It was amusing in hindsight how you'd pleaded, borderline begged, for him to be your pretend boyfriend for a weekend but you hadn't actually thought about what that might necessitate.

"Hi!" Your sister was ever the bubbly one who could rave about her passions for days while remaining oblivious to the other person's lack of interest.

She flung her arms around your neck and brought you in for a hug, to which you chuckled and winded your arms around her back. Lance's hand fell to his side, his gaze falling to his feet.

Once you'd pulled away, she sighed happily then glanced at him expectantly. You cleared your throat and he swiftly turned his head towards you, then at her.

"Dais, this is Lance," you realise he probably needs no further introduction. "Lance, this is my sister, Daisy."

He gives her a genuine smile, taking her hand that she holds out as a formal introduction. "Is this the boyfriend I messaged you a million times about?"

You scoff with a smile, feeling his eyes fall to your face, as if he was watching for something. "Yep, in the flesh." He swallows, nodding.

She gasps, pointing a finger towards him and you panic for a moment, if there was a single hidden talent your sister had, it was putting two and two together at record speed.

Luckily, Lance remained unphased despite the stark contrast between yours and his tension levels.

"You're the F1 driver Dad was telling us about, the one with the broken wrists." She announced loudly, though it was only a surprise to her.

"That's my reputation I guess." He comments, turning his head to your side, directing it at you. You smile, continuing to fidget with your two intertwined hands.

But he confirms it nonetheless, "that's me."

"Wow, F1. Must be cool having the girl you date at the garage for every race." He gave her a polite smile, not knowing how to continue the conversation.

“It has its perks.” You agree with him, not vocally saying what those supposed perks were.

“What kind of perks?” Your sister asked craftily and you sigh, dismissing her question.

“Behave, now go and find Kev, we want to congratulate him.” As your baby sister, with a huff, she agreed and sauntered off elsewhere.

“She’s nice.” You hummed, turning your body to Lance’s so your back was facing the crowd of people that would occasionally glance in your direction.

“She’s one of many,” He smiled, seeing the deflation on your face form when you realised this was going to be a very long weekend of lying.

“Regretting it?” You meet his eyes, he meets yours. “No. Just wondering if it was the best decision.”

“One question less, 20 more in its place.” You chuckle knowing he was referring to the inevitable question on where your date was had you not brought one, but because you had, it was flipped on its head.. then multiplied.

“Should I apologise for bringing you here now?”

“How bad are they?” He asks.

“Enough.”

…

"I haven't seen anything about you two online, considering you're famous and all." Your words remained stuck in your throat as you scrambled to try and find an answer for it in your head, Lance chuckled a little nervously.

"We keep it on the down low, trying to navigate through a relationship while being in the spotlight has its own challenges." You looked up at him and gave him a sympathetic look, a doubtful smile on your lips.

You turned back to your mum who hummed, almost with a certain distaste in her tone, a sour look on her face which you really weren't in the mood for. She was never fond of the guys you 'picked' for yourself, but instead the male specimen she spoke to once were going to be your Prince Charming, God forbid you ever went against that.

"Look, me and Lance are a little jet-lagged so can we carry this on sometime else?" You gave her a pointed look and she took the hint, though not without shooting you a knowing glance.

"Well, your room's all ready for you at home." She says.

Home. You hadn't heard that word from your mother's lips for some time, having moved away and working everywhere in the world, it was rare you found time to go and see your family.

"Thanks mum." She kissed you on the cheek before walking away, ignoring Lance's existence entirely. Your shoulders slumped once her attention had turned towards your brother and his soon-to-be wife, whom you'd already congratulated.

He exhales through his nose and you lift your eyes up to his face, "Okay, getting slightly worse." You shake your head, your fingers coming up to pinch the bridge of your nose. At this point, you were wishing for the night to be over.

By the time the night is coming to its eventual end, you and Lance had managed to convince most people with your act of being a couple. That entailed a lot of hand-holding and lovesick smiles but you'd pulled it off, a little too well.

With his hand splayed out on your thigh, your hand was wrapped around his bicep. Along with every little gesture and movement, there was a fresh wave of goosebumps forming on your skin. You didn't think Lance knew that he was stroking his thumb along the fabric of your leggings.

"We should get some sleep," You turned your head to him and he looked down at you, his attention turning away from the current conversation your sister had everyone tuned into.

"Ready when you are." He added and minutes later, you and Lance were leaving the table, a few of your folks extending their fair shares of goodbyes and nice to meet you's to him.

...

Part 2

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[mignonricciardo]

intro + masterlist

hello! I'm em, and welcome to my little space where I let everything in my silly little brain come to life :) I write mainly motorsport works, but there are some fics I love too much to go unpublished. learn a little bit more about me and access my masterlist⬇️

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I'm american, but my family is from france so I speak french and a bit of Italian and spanish (these two might be a stretch)

I love most sports including f1, indycar, soccer/football, rugby and even american football

some of my favorite f1 drivers are daniel, mick, pierre, carlos, charles, lando and seb (but really I support most of them)

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as a note, I am an adult, so most of my work typically contains allusions to adult themes and/or adult themes. I will try to tag all of my work appropriately, but please be sure to check the more specific tags in each individual fic for specific mature content.

fics containing smut are denoted with a ★

motorsport/formula 1

DANIEL RICCIARDO

august | sneak peek | chapter 1 | chapter 2 | chapter 3 | chapter 4

things have changed since the last yearly visit to the winter beach house, but if there's one thing that hasn't, it's the magnetism between callie o'connor and her best friend daniel. with an unspoken history and the urge to navigate their changing lives, the two bring the crew back together for one more winter at the house. is this the august trip that truly changes everything?

simply the best | pt. 2 (★)

dan has covid in bahrain, and you come down with it, too.

LANDO NORRIS

holiday jitters

the aftermath of two friends hiding their feelings sharing a drunken kiss.

taking care of him

taking care of lando during and after the spanish gp.

medicine

lando wakes up sick before the brazil gp and he knows just the medicine he needs

CHARLES LECLERC

pancakes for dinner

charles has pre-race jitters, and only he won't feel better until he admits something.

stuck in my brain

following the French GP, charles searches for comfort from his best friend.

CARLOS SAINZ

surprise, surprise | pt. 2

family vacation, holiday around the corner, unexpected pregnancy. what could go wrong?

LEWIS HAMILTON

compromised (★)

sneaking around mercedes team settings hasn't always been easy, especially when you're caught in a compromising position.

massages (★)

lewis is sore after a long day of testing, and you've got just the remedy.

PIERRE GASLY

sore loser

you've just lost the champions league, and your favorite boy is a call away.

comfort

pierre helps with your chronic illness, assuring that you haven't ruined vacation.

LANCE STROLL

self-control (★)

lance is injured but has little self control when it comes to you.

après ski (★) [written and social au]

lance has some ideas for how your trip's après ski should look. too bad his future brother-in-law has different ideas.

MICK SCHUMACHER

dim lights, thick smoke (★)

mick heads to the bar with his sister's best friend. tomfoolery ensures involving a certain cowboy fashion statement.

FELIPE DRUGOVICH

a helping hand (★)

a certain conversation with your best friend leads to him teaching you a few things

MAX FEWTRELL

secret's out

you don't realize max is on stream so you let you some words fly.

3 AM (★)

drunken nights in Ibiza followed by 3 a.m. texts. what could happen?

F1 DRIVERS

formula one drivers as romance tropes pt. 1

formula one drivers as romance tropes pt. 2

other fics

CHRISTIAN PULISIC

home for the holidays

christian is a little homesick for the holidays. you have a plan for that.

BRADLEY "ROOSTER" BRADSHAW

can't take my eyes off you

a long history with rooster comes to a head when you're brought back to top gun.

take my breath away (★)

rooster will do anything to make sure you first date happens, no matter the circumstances. [part 2 to can’t take my breath away]

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[leclerced]

okok I’ve been pondering ever since the idea of the Charles au came about and now that more details have been thrown out there I’d love to share my thoughts about the origin of teammate!reader and Charles’ relationship!!

so I was thinking instead of the enemies to lovers trope I would love to see Charles absolutely obsessed with reader like takes his breath away head over heels as soon as he meets her in person for the first time. he’s been following her career from afar throughout f3 and f2 and always admired her talent and adored the fact that she looked drop dead gorgeous straight out of the car, like even if her hair was a tangled mess after a race it just worked for her, she had effortless beauty. and she was such a sweetheart and her media skills were top tier, so sponsors loved her and lots of teams were vying for her attention after she won the f2 wdc. so when the Ferrari seat opened up, Charles was secretly hoping his team would go after her so they could race alongside each other and work together to bring the constructor’s championship back home. he knew with the combination of his experience and her raw talent and spirit, they would make an amazing team! (and selfishly, Charles wanted her all to himself so one of the other drivers didn’t get the chance to charm her first)

so when they meet for the first time after Ferrari signed her he’s all smiley and heart eyes and stumbling over his words and reader is amused, sensing he was going to hit on her but he respected her too much to make a move right away. but little does Charles know, reader is starved for male attention and desperate to have some fun upon her arrival up to the big leagues of f1. she’s gotten a lot of negative attention in the past from sexist fans and dickhead drivers who felt threatened by their female rival so she didn’t get as much action as one might think. reader tries everything to get Charles to crack, purposefully wearing her skimpiest outfits to team events and dinners and taking every little opportunity to touch him or brush up against him, trying desperately to get his attention in the way she craves. one night they find themselves sitting across from each other at a crowded charity gala and she can’t focus on anything but the beautiful man in front of her, constantly catching herself zoning out and staring at his hands, imagining what they could do between her legs, his ringed fingers glistening with her arousal pumping in and out of her while his thumb toyed with her clit. she has to bite her lip to keep herself from moaning out loud, and Charles is just looking at her all confused, oblivious to her filthy thoughts about him. after one too many drinks, reader gets a lil too flirty and plops herself down next to Charles, giggling and twirling her hair and gazing up at him with the most obvious “fuck me” eyes she can manage. Charles gets all blushy under her gaze and tries not to read into it to avoid getting his hopes up but finally gets the hint when reader’s hand ends up in his lap, softly rubbing his thigh and he can’t help the dumb smile that spreads across his face as he meets her eyes and realizes the beautiful girl wants him back. they down a few more drinks to shake away their nerves and first-time jitters and make some lame excuse to leave the event so they can get out of there as fast as possible and spend the whole night fucking each other’s brains out, opening up a whole new world of opportunities to their relationship as teammates 😌 after that night they jump at every chance to get their hands on each other, I’m talking fucking all night after wins and double podiums, using each other’s bodies when one of them has a bad race, hooking up in their driver rooms between quali sessions, spending days/weeks off holed up in hotel rooms together so no one catches onto their budding romance, the possibilities are ENDLESS

I got a lil carried away sorry this is so long AKWJNENDJFJ but please feel free to add on to the brainrot or make suggestions!!! your opinion means everything and I know this is a safe space to share rambles and blurbs so I figured I’d try my best 🫶🏼

ugh no i love this sooooooo much i could cry!!! i want this. thx for the bedtime fantasy im going to sleep now!!

charles being SO oblivious to her wanting him and he wants to be respectful and isn’t going to come onto her bc he’s sure everyone does and he doesn’t want to be like that. she’s thinking she’s going to have to spell it out for him and he doesn’t pick up on her flirting and then she puts her hand on his thigh and she watches the realization hit him as he looks from her hand to her face. neither of them acknowledge it past the look he gives her, he just picks up where he left off on his sentence and they keep drinking until they see another member of their team leave so they deem it socially acceptable to leave too. they'd be so desperate to get their hands on each other but have to wait until they're back in one of their hotel rooms. i can def imagine charles saying he's been dreaming ab her for months while they're walking to his room and she gets a little annoyed and says, "are you kidding me? i've flirted with you all season why didn't you do something?" he feels so dumb as he starts thinking ab all their interactions and how she found a reason to touch him or make a sex joke out of nothing, or he'd hear her say oops and look over to catch a peek of her panties as she bends over. he admits he just thought she was being friendly, and mentions the panties and she admits that was also on purpose, she wanted to get a reaction out of him but he didn't do anything. he tells her he didn't know it was on purpose, that she touches everyone's arms and hugs everyone so he didn't think anything of her being touchy with him. anything that she did, he somehow explained it away as it just being her personality or him misreading the moment.

as soon as they're within the confines of his room, the conversation is forgotten and he's rushing to get his hands on her. he'd be cute and hold the door open for her and say "ladies first" while extending his arm into the room. as soon as she walks through the door, he shuts it, grabs her arm and jerks her back against the door and kisses her. the roughness stuns her and she's grabbing onto him to stabilize herself as he kisses her stupid and she's thinking, god if he kisses this good what else is he good at? and it's only five minutes max before he's sinking to his knees and hitching one of her thighs up on his shoulder.

can def see them constantly texting each other to meet in each other’s driver’s room after press conferences or races. exchanging hotel room cards in each city they go to and agreeing to go out celebrating after the race with the team and then meet in one of their rooms. texting during debriefs under the table wondering who’s room they’re going to.

their little summer break is spent holed up in charles’s apartment in monaco, he has groceries delivered so they don’t have to leave and it’s days full of him teaching her how to cook and play piano and speak french, but it’s mostly all the dirty words because he wants her to know what he’s saying when he starts blabbering in french about how good her pussy is. she’s constantly blushing and looking away from him when he’s teaching her new words and phrases, pressing her thighs together. he teases her for getting worked up while he tries to teach her french, and she says, “well i wouldn’t be so worked up if you weren’t talking about eating me out. like i dunno teach me how to introduce myself.”

[buriedself]

@ VICORTEZ66 JUST POSTED … Happy 10th birthday to Waldo 🐶💓

001. STATISTICS …

GENERAL DETAILS.

FULL NAME: vicente alejandro cortez. NICKNAME(S): chente, vee, vic, vice, victor (outdated), #66 (outdated). AGE:   forty5. DATE OF BIRTH:   march 27, 1978. PLACE OF BIRTH: miami, florida. CURRENT LOCATION:  manhattan. GENDER:  demi man. PRONOUNS:  he/they. ORIENTATION:  gay. OCCUPATION: retired formula one driver, currently trains formula one drivers & heads an organization for children interested in mechanical engineering. EDUCATION LEVEL: bachelor's of science in mechanical engineering from university of miami.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

HEIGHT:  5'11. TATTOOS:   a few small ones on his calves, drawn by the kids he's mentoring. PIERCINGS: wouldn't you like to know... CLOTHING STYLE:   please don't ask i don't know fashion. DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:  prosthetic left arm, glare, scruffy & greying stubble, burn scars on his arms and torso.

HEALTH.

ALLERGIES:   none. SLEEPING HABITS:   gets approximately 7 hours of sleep, occasionally interrupted by nightmares. EATING HABITS: does not like sweets but chocolate <3. SOCIABILITY: 4/10 on a good day. DRINKING / SMOKING / DRUGS: yes / once a blue moon / no.

PERSONALITY.

LABELS / TROPES:  badass teacher, brutal honesty, death glare, jerk with a heart of gold, mentor archetype, seriously scruffy, tragic bromance, used to be a sweet kid, icarus. INSPIRATIONS: wolverine (x-men), sasuke uchiha (naruto), haymitch abernathy (the hunger games), aizawa (bnha). POSITIVE TRAITS:   hot. is that not enough in this economy? cautious. what's it called when you're a good mentor. NEGATIVE TRAITS: reserved, caustic, maybe too sexy? LIKES: cheesy romance movies, quiet, hot cocoa. DISLIKES: the race track, driving, fire. FEARS: car accidents. HABITS:  not making eye contact. HOBBIES: axe throwing.

FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.

MOTHER: alive & well. FATHER: deceased, natural causes. SIGNIFICANT OTHER: none. BEST FRIEND:  tba. EXES: tba. SIBLING(S): two. CHILDREN: none. PET(S):  dachshund named waldo.

002. BIOGRAPHY …

dad was a mechanic that did some formula circuits when vicente was young. he basically grew up in his dad's shop, helping in any way he could. dad would take him to watch races when he could, and he managed to get vicente into karting by pulling some favors with the team he worked with.

his parents were rightfully nervous / scared about letting him do this because he was a reckless kid and a worse teenager. still, they loved him to death and let him race under the condition that he would still go to college and get a worthwhile degree just in case.

he graduated meche early and managed to start formula 1 racing with new york based racing team sentinel racing at 21 years old.

the team really took a chance on him because if he didn't do well, the entire team was going to tank by the time the season was over. he earned fifth in the overall drivers ranking and saved the team.

continued racing for sentinel and practically put the team on the map. over the course of his career, he won a grand total of 5 driver's championships.

[car accident tw] vicente was 32 when his racing career came to an abrupt end. mid-season, he got into a very terrible crash on the track, his car flipping many times and basically exploding into a fireball. he pulled himself out of the wreckage and the fire with the thought that he had to live for the sake of his family. he suffered some burns, as well as the amputation of his left arm below the elbow.

spiraled into a depression in which he isolated himself and just got worse and worse.

had some sense knocked into him a couple years back after which he reemerged and signed a contract with sentinel to train / mentor prospective and current drivers.

also runs a foundation to promote mechanical engineering for kids/teens and is very active in it.

refuses to show up at f1 press events.

is 100% convinced that the driver that crashed into him did it on purpose because he was on track for a sixth win.

has not made an appearance on any circuit since his crash

003. CONNECTIONS …

sentinel drivers he trains / mentors

close friend that pulled him out of his depression

people that were racing around the time he was still active

exes

current situationships

a sentinel sponsor ???

someone who drags him out to events even when he doesn't want to go

his Agent.... sorry for what you have to put up with

other people that had a fall from grace

idk. i am sleepy.

[areyougonnabe]

F1 drivers as Regency Romance Tropes, PART 1 of 2

[shawnsssworld]

anyone interested in a headcannon about “f1 drivers as romance tropes”? i got very inspired by the idea

[acollectionofficsandshit]

I have a question about f1 romances… do y’all prefer female main characters that have jobs in f1/that are f1 adjacent or have jobs outside of the sport? And like how do we feel about tropes such as driver’s sister, team principal’s daughter, etc?

[monzabee]

hi lovely! you asked for recommendations so what are you into? what’s your fav guilty pleasure f1 tropes? also whose your drivers of choice!!! maybe like top four?- 👻

(im gonna make this a safe place by oversharing🤭i ADORE a good forbidden romance, rivals/enemies to lovers, and opposites attract BUTTT! here recently i’ve been reading more leclerc fics and the ones that speak to me the most are childhood best friends to lovers. there’s this fic i read a while ago where reader was actually arthur’s best friend who always had a crush on charles but he felt like he was ‘too old’ and kinda seen her as an annoying child who he loved in an almost familial way (or so he tried to convince himself) UNTIL she got a whole boyfriend then he was like all powdy and ‘woe is me!’ it was so good! loved it! 4+4!!! call it an ugly twink the way it cannot be topped!)

hello darling! honestly i'm down to read anything as long as it is not dark or triggering👀 my guilty pleasure trope has to be friends to lovers because yes it's basic but at the same time it is possible to add so much dimension?? also, i recently decided that i don't actually hate accidental pregnancy so that has been a real revelation when it comes to me reading stuff🫠

and forbidden romance??? oh i love me some forbidden romance with the angst, it always hits the spot🥲✌️ enemies to lovers will always be that girl for me, it never misses and the banter is always so top tier (don't even get me started on the nicknames i will scream😭) and that fic sounds like a good time?? do you have the name by any chance so i can get my daily dose of angst??👀 perhaps??👀

[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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[blorbocedes]

Dude I got the dirty air series and decided to read it for fun and not to diss anyone who actually enjoyed the book but MAN DOES it read like a shitty wattpad novel. The punctuation, the pacing, the OMG-he's-so-hot-i-hate-him trope not executed we'll just makes me bleigh. The cover was nice though, and figuring out which team and driver was irl was fun but it was a CHORE to finish.

Gonna check out the other anon's recs, maybe they're better written?

But AO3 has the best to offer, even in terms of reader inserts and OCs.

oh woof! I don't know if the other anon read them either beyond previews... but I trust your judgement

sometimes trashy romance does hit the spot and sometimes it completely misses. and then those get turned into multimillion dollar movies??? (50 shades, after, 365) so maybe we'll have a f1 x reader romance movie in the big theatres someday

[mignonricciardo]

formula one drivers as romance tropes pt. 2

she's finally here... the long awaited part 2 to formula one drivers as romance tropes!! also, i included fernando alonso because he was my first ever f1 love from when i was a kid <3 I have a french parent so him winning with renault shaped my childhood

warnings: mentions of smut, mentions of throwing up, mentions of alcohol, fernando alonso, dogs, lots and lots of fluff, nerdy!max makes an appearance, mention of zhou guanyu crash

enemies to lovers: max verstappen

Ok hear me out on this…

You’re also a sim racer, but you’re on a different team than max

Somehow, you always end up in the same races, jockeying for position

He’s super competitive in everything, not just on the actual race track, but you are just as competitive as him

It was a healthy rivalry, but after a crash that left both of you falling way out of the points, it turned into all out enemies

You played the blame game around each other which led to bad blood - in all reality, neither of you would yield and leave each other the space, it was just a game of chicken essentially

It was starting to get a little nasty with you directing comments at him here and there, and sometimes he’d address them on his streams by firing back (albeit your’s are a touch meaner)

Somehow your rivalry takes on a life of its own as fans and people on social media start to run with it and build an entirely false (ok, only somewhat false) narrative around it

For one of the race weekends, F1 marketing plans a showcase for a Saturday and you’re just THRILLED because this means you’re going to have to actually interact with him when he finishes qualifying

You spend all day hyping yourself up to face him, but when he finally shows up after qualifying (of course taking pole position), your jaw literally drops

Your first thought is “he’s hot ????” then you freak out because when did you start finding him HOT

(all those tweets you saw about post-race max are hitting home now)

He’s oblivious at first even though you are bright red, but your friends and team immediately notice

At this event, there’s an obvious tension between the two of you - you’re even snappier than usual because you’re annoyed that you’re nervous around him and actually ~noticing~ him

Max is pissed because “god, you’re so annoying” but that’s because he can’t not pay attention to you

The way you nervously bounce your leg before a race in the sim? You're picking at your nails before the Q&A session with fans? You don’t smile when you overtake someone because you’re so focused? How red you turn when your team celebrates your win? Once he notices the dimples when you smile, he’s a goner

At another session, they pair you both together for a head-to-head race to show your different driving styles

It’s absolutely brutal

At one point you probably threaten his F1 career, and he throws something back about how his feet at least reach the pedals (OUCH)

The loser has to buy the other a fancy dinner of the winner’s choice as punishment

You of course beat him, and for dinner, you decide on some fancy Mediterranean place (and order at least two bottles of fancy wine on his tab)

Years later, you’d both consider that your first date all thanks to a silly little rivalry in sim racing <3

"sorry, my dog likes you more than they like me": mick schumacher

You just lived down the street from Mick, so you’d see him around all the time

Passing by each other on the sidewalk, running into each other in the market, holding the door for you as he left the cafe, but your favorite moments were when he was walking his dog and she stopped by you to lick your hand or wait for you to scratch behind her ears (you never realized you knew her name but not his)

After a string of run-ins nearly every day, his dog Angie decided to finally break the ice

You’re sat in the park on the phone with your friend, but you’re suddenly interrupted as a dog comes barreling toward you with her tanging hanging out and mischief in her eyes

Angie practically launched herself at you, immediately licking your face and getting her muddy paws all over your jeans

Mick is absolutely mortified - face bright red in anger and embarrassment as he runs toward where he believes his dog has just mauled an innocent bystander (he definitely thinks worst case scenario)

He was relieved somewhat when he gets close enough to hear you laughing wildly as you pet Angie, but he still called for usually well-behaved dog 

When she finally listened, he apologized profusely and next you thing you know, he’s introduced himself and sat next to you while Angie stands between your legs so you’ll scratch her head

What used to be run-ins turn into frequent conversations when you’re out, and one day you end up sharing lunch in the park where Angie had started all of this… she runs around the entire time and you or Mick end up having to throw her ball in between bites of lunch

Somehow, you end up dogsitting for him in a pinch when he needs to go out of town, and when he tried to go back to his old dogsitter, Angie makes it clear she likes her new one much more

Now you’re really seeing each other a lot, and Mick finally hypes himself up into asking you to dinner (the first time you’ve hung out without his dog) and it ends up being amazing

Angie is a little jealous that you’re both together and she’s not there, but you both make it up to her when he brings you back to his place to see her

The first time he kisses you, she jumps up after him to lick your face, and you’re not sure you’ve ever seen him laugh so hard

She’s super happy when you start to come over more frequently, and eventually, just become a permanent fixture at his house

no strings attached: pierre gasly

Pierre is in his fuckboy era

Pierre slagly if you will 

Both you and pierre agree no strings attached sex is a perfect thing - your friends from a mutual friend group so you already know each other, but there’s no serious history that could get in the way or make it complicated

Tbh it’s great because there’s no learning curve, you know what the other likes, it’s familiar but still exciting… in all honesty, it’s a win-win

You notice things starting to change a little bit when your meetups go from strictly sex to a takeout meal here and there, maybe a movie, maybe its a vent session where he airs his frustrations with his car and his season, maybe you cuddle here and there just to decompress and relax

There’s always still sex, but it’s not the only thing bringing you together now

You know you’re in trouble when he hugs you bye one time because 1) who hugs their booty call when they’re leaving and 2) why did you kind of like it?? It almost gave you the warm and fuzzies

You’re a little concerned now, so you tell your friends, and they’re all like “it’s natural!!! You spend so much time together!!!” and Pierre tells some of his friends too because he started feeling a little more caring than he thought was right (no strings attached, remember?)

When summer break hits, the whole friend decides to spend some time in Lake Como, and they’re definitely playing Cupid since they know about the two of you

It’d start to get messy real quick as the group purposely chooses their daily schedules based on whatever will leave you and pierre together

Trips down to the beach, walks to the market, staying at the bar, anything in the water - you two always end up together 

Also there is so much sex happening all the time because of this its getting a little insane

You end up with food poisoning from one of the restaurants, and you make everyone else continue with their plans for the day and night because you can take care of yourself

Pierre stays behind the entire time, and at first he’s just sitting in the living room of the villa just in case your stubborn ass finally admits you need something, but he comes up to check on you when he thinks he hears crying

You’re on the phone with your mom because everyone wants their mom when they’re sick, and when you hang up, you’re mortified to see him standing in the doorway while you sniffle

He feels like his heart is breaking when he sees you, and before either of you realize it, he’s wrapping you up in his arms to cuddle on the bed

It’s sweet honestly

He even holds your hair back when you’re throwing up again, and when you wake up the next morning with him still in your bed, you realize how utterly screwed you are

After a long conversation where both of you admit that maybe strings attached wouldn’t be so bad, you never look back 

childhood friends to lovers: esteban ocon

You and esteban met in grade school

It was your first day at a new school and you couldn’t reach the cubby for your backpack, so little esteban (who was taller than everyone else already) helped you put it away <3

Esteban ocon has been a gentleman his entire life, and five-year-old estie is no exception

The first time your parents meet, you introduce him as the boy who carries your backpack for you, and immediately your dad is like “i already like this kid”

The two of you are pretty much joined at the hip for the next few years, and you remain best friends while he’s traveling for karting and stuff

You write letters to each other because its more fun than trying to use your parent’s phones or laptops to try to talk

also, he remembered how much you loved reading letters in history or reading class, so he sometimes tried to write letters like they did in the 1700s

He also called you ma cherie at beginning of every letter because that’s what the man always called his lady in history class letters

Even when he called you that, he made fun of you for your teeth and you made fun of him for how lanky he was - I mean, what are best friends for??

Obviously you start to see each other less and less with racing getting more serious, but every time you reunite it's like you’re your six-year-old selves again

You try to go to a few GPs a year to see him, and he tries to visit when he can, but you never miss his home GP

Your parents who love him as much as you (maybe even more) always make the trip south with you to see him at the French GP, and he of course gets passes for everyone to make it an entire weekend

Walking through the paddock, he refuses to let you carry your own bag “for old times sake” and while the two of you lead the pack, your parents are elbowing each other and literally begging for either of you to realize you’re in L-O-V-E

[while each of you are very much aware how much you like the other, you both think it's entirely unreciprocated and risking your friendship] 

Your parents were totally scheming now, and they both made up some excuse as to why they had to leave dinner after the race early, leaving just the two of you there… in a romantic french restaurant… with some wine… some ambient music

Of course there’s only one slice of clafoutis left so you have to share…

On the walk back to the hotel, your hands keep brushing and you’re suddenly noticing he’s like really close

He accidentally admits his feelings because he’s talking about bringing you to more GPs so he can have you around because “everyone deserves their best friend with them all the time”

And you’re like “esteban that’s literally a romantic partner” and he’s like “yeah exactly!”

Honestly it ends up being so cute, and he’s a little confused as to why you’re laughing, but when you FINALLY kiss him he gets it

secret lover: fernando alonso

Fernando had been your secret - it felt so much safer to keep your affections between the two of you than involve the outside world

Both of you were private people to begin with, so keeping things secret was honestly easier and more enjoyable for both of you than some grand announcement or worrying about invasive cameras

Fernando was especially concerned about your privacy because you were a single parent - even without meeting your kids yet (we’ll get into that) he worried about their privacy and life as much as you did 

It was starting to get tiring though, sneaking around between race weekends and the babysitter’s availability - feeling like you were lying to your kids every time you spent time with Fernando

The kids were too young to remember the divorce, but you were still worried to ever introduce them to Fernando with the fear that it wouldn’t be permanent

You were supposed to spend a long weekend together in between races (telling your kids it was a work trip felt awful), but a call on your way to the airport that your youngest son was sick had you turning around

You apologized to Fernando relentlessly as he drove you back, but he reassured you that it was the right decision

When Fernando dropped by later that night, bag in hand from the pharmacy full of medicine and treats, your heart swelled

Alarms started ringing in your head as you invited him in, but with the boys asleep upstairs for hours at this point (the oldest was starting to catch whatever the youngest had), you figured it couldn’t hurt

WRONG

At some point in watching a movie, you both fall asleep on the couch only to be woken up by your oldest son coming downstairs to ask for some water

Imagine his confusion when 1) there’s a strange man he doesn’t know asleep on the couch next to his mom and 2) that strange man is racer FERNANDO ALONSO 

He immediately puts together why you took them to a few races with those fancy passes now - totally not “someone from work”

You’re absolutely mortified now, but there’s no going back, so you introduce Fernando as your friend and let him ask all the questions he wants until you’re leading him back upstairs with his water

Fernando ends up staying because shit now you have to let your other son meet him in the morning

PLS he would make a giant breakfast for everyone and your boys would be so confused because why is world champion fernando alonso cooking them breakfast?? Also mom how do you know fernando?? 

He came around more often, and eventually the boys understood why

You’d probably be dancing around the topic still and one day at dinner with just the three of you one of them would ask something totally out of pocket about why your boyfriend isn’t here

Safe to say Fernando comes around a lot more now (and he would honestly treat them so well too)

Pls imagine him walking them through the paddock (and one of them would 100% be wearing Ferrari stuff so he’d begrudgingly take him to the garage)

friend of a friend of a friend: zhou guanyu

Zhou is an absolute fashion icon and he seems like such an intelligent guy (I would love to have a conversation with him he seems so cool)

You first met at a party celebrating your friend’s clothing launch - he was a friend of a friend of a friend

You’d actually thought he was a model she had worked with based on his clothes, but he laughed when you asked him, turning red and swearing he wasn’t a model

You weren’t a massive F1 fan, so when he told you he drove in the series, you answered with what you did for a living and carried on the conversation

He secretly loved that you didn’t make a fuss over it and kept the conversation going

Neither of you knew a ton of people at the party, and with your mutual friends busy as they make their rounds through the crowd, the two of you are pretty much left to do your own thing

You’re practically attached at the hip all night

Bathroom? He guards the door so no one tries to come in

Getting another drink? He makes sure no one even looks at your drink in a funny way, yet alone get close to it

Acquaintances sharing a chat? He’s introducing you to them before he even realizes it

You would 100% become besties after this party

Your mutual friends would realize at the end of the night that they failed to introduce you, but when they see the two of together, laughing like you’ve known each other for years, they realize it's probably best they let you do it on your own

You’d spend time as besties for a couple months, and you were starting to realize the growing feelings you thought were just love for your new bestie was maybe a bit more

Things rapidly changed following his crash at Silverstone

After his crash and release from the medical center (and making him promise a million times that he was really okay) you realized… yeah this is a little more than caring for him as just a friend

You hung out after his accident, and even though he swore he was fine and he was medically cleared, you forced him to not move off the couch and did literally everything for him

Cuddles while watching a movie? A necessity 

You try to justify it in some way to totally deflect your feelings, but Zhou would see right through it

He’d tease you about it at first, and when you finally broke and admitted that yes, you like him, he’d just smile and be like “lol me too”

It’d be the most nonchalant admission of liking someone but it felt so natural

He’d be the softest boyfriend :((

secretly famous: yuki tsunoda

100% this man would fail to ever mention that he drives in F1 you’d be on like your second or third date and someone would recognize him and ask for a picture

Ok ok before the dates let’s talk about meeting

You’d be a uni student and just a barista on the side, and of course Yuki would stop at the cafe you work at all the time

At first it's for the really good latte you make, but soon, yukino develops a little crush on the really nice barista at his favorite cafe

The cafe is usually empty when you’re both there because of the weird hours - your work the odd shifts due to your uni schedule, and yuki stops in in between training, sim sessions and marketing visits with the team

After literal weeks of shameless flirting, you’d have to make the first move in asking him out because (even after you literally told him to ask you to dinner !) he was still nervous you’d say no

He’d let you plan the first date since you know the area much better than he does

100% a walk in the park and he’d buy you both little gelatos or something (he has such a sweet tooth he’d end up trying yours too)

You’d quickly learn all about his life in Japan, his interests, and most importantly his love of good food

When you asked him about his job, he just said he was a race car driver and traveled a lot for work… he left it at that because he’d much rather talk about you

So imagine your surprise on your third date (fancy restaurant this time since he loves good food) when a man walks up to the table asking for a picture and making small talk about the upcoming F1 race

And you’re like “F1 race?? Like Formula 1?? Like only 20 drivers in the world??”

Yuki would play it off like it was no big deal, and you’d be shaking his shoulders like “oh my goodness, it’s such a big deal!! Be proud of yourself!! You’re one of 20 drivers!! You’re so talented!!!”

He’d blush so HARD you guys and he’d be extra soft because he never wanted to use that he was an f1 driver to wow you, and it didn’t wow you how he was scared of

You were wanting him to tell people he was a driver because he was proud of himself, not as a brag

You had no idea what was really happening at the first race you went to, but no one in the paddock could miss the girl decked out in Driver 22 gear and a Japanese flag

[ricciaryoyo]

F1, f2 and f3 drivers and if i think theyre written by a man or woman: oddly specific edition

Callum ilott

Callum is an easy one because he is the textbook definition of men written by women. Definitely the coffeshop au type

Marcus armstrong

Uhm written by a woman, but he wasnt written to be the love interest and girls started simping over him anyway. Instagram or text message au vibes

Oscar piastri

Also written by a woman. But in a way thats supposed to mock male stereotypes you get me? Like he looks like the bad boy that doesnt do shit in class but he just has some serious rbf problem and hes actually a total ray of sunshine.

Lando norris

Lil controversial, but written by a man. One that knows all about the female gaze and he definitely consults with females to make sure hes actually writing about an attractive guy. Best friends to lovers au 100%

Daniel ricciardo

Woman and this is not up for discussion. Adult romance, could fit way to many tropes tbh

Max verstappen

Man, one that thinks he knows all about the female gaze he doesn't, doesnt consult with females, tends to mansplain what the female gaze is according to him. somehow it turns out pretty well tho theres like 11 red flags every chapter. Stoic, emotionless guy thats secretly a softy trope

Other options is that he was written for an action movie but hes hot and protective™ of his hot bond girl

Lewis hamilton

Also a woman, but its not a romance book, however he was so well written we started simping anyways

Dennis hauger

Woman 10/10 no explanation needed, have you seen the guy? Cool guy and nerdy girl au (?)

Charles and arthur leclerc

Theyre written by a man but theyre very well written and incredibly hot so it doesnt matter. Best friends brother au or summer romance au

Jack doohan

Might actually be a collab between a man and a woman idk cant really tell with him. He has features that are male gaze but also features that are female gaze, so most likely a collab. Boy next door au

Jack aitken

Much like callum, text book description of men written by women, however hes more like a right person wrong place at first then time jump to right person right place kind of person. Like it didnt work in high school but later youre like soulmates if that makes sense

Robert Schwartzman

Written by a man who doesnt give a shit about the male or female gaze, he just wants to write a badass main character for his story and it works so gods damned well. Playfull rivals au (?) like theyre both very competitive and make a competition of everything and its not really healthy but its good fun

[thesunwillshineonusagain757]

Ships that I would die for F1 Edition

( this is also a guide for new F1 fans that want to know more about the driver , the fans , and the ships/ Part.2 Part.3, Part.4, Part.5, Part.6 , Part.7) Not my gifs

Maxiel :

The definition on a IT couple , the couple that first got me and many more of the f1 fans in this rabbit whole of ships . They were the first drivers to have a bromance or so to say romance , as open as they did . In the era o media and the start of the explosion on ships, Max and Daniel were the ship , people were usually first introduced to . Sadly they have divorced sense Daniel’s departure from Red Bull , but now they seem to be coming back together for our eternal happiness. ❤️

Carlando :

This ship came to be , on the horizon of the divorce of Maxiel , Carlando came as a comfort to those orphaned by the previous ship . This ship is the embodiment of the trope of the twink and the smoking hot spaniard. Carlos and Lando are the cutest ship in f1 in the moment , but there are dark times to come . As the 2020 comes to the end also the foundation of this ship, Carlos is going to Ferrari , leaving Mclaren and Lando behind , but we cannot do anything but hope that their relationship won’t change.🧡

Alex Albon X George Russel :

This two are the example of bros being bros , so much that they have heart eyes for each other , it’s only their second year in F1 but they already have amazing chemistry and present a very strong relationship. Such as when recently George defended Alex’s poor qualification on the Hungarian gran prix saying the car was the one to blame not his beloved Alex .💙

Launt/ Rathunt :

This is a ship most of the new f1 fans don’t know is one of the olderships . It was also popularized after the film Rush . But none the less they represent the old gays this ship shows that bromances were not created in the 21 centuries, but has been a think for long . ❤️

Simi :

This is a ship that was born when Sebastian Vettel and Kimi Räikkönen , were both teammates in Ferrari . The contrast of the silent iceman Kimi , and the kind Sebastian made some F1 fans love their interactions and their time as teammates. The are viewed by some fans as the “parents” of the younger generation and being two fathers themself they do bring that dad energy to the grid . ❤️

Brocedes:

This ship , well , it has somewhat of a bittersweet ending, Nico and Lewis were friends sense their early days of carting, but their relationship took a turn for the worst when they got to F1 specially when they became teammates at Mercedes . The more Lewis won the more the relationship between the two deteriorated. Even getting to the point where the two of them became more rivals than friends . This ship has a bittersweet ending when Nico left Mercedes after winning the championship and retiring from F1. 🖤 🤍

To be continued ...

[areyougonnabe]

F1 drivers as Regency Romance Tropes, PART 2 of 2

bonus tropes i didn't have time to make the images for:

[neonheart27]

Running through the story ideas I've had recently and trying to figure out which one has the most tropes, we have:

A) teenager finds magical item that transforms her into a superhero who has to protect her city from a villain while trying to balance it with school and the ice hockey team while having an enemies to lovers arc with the school bully who is also working for the villain (but make it lesbians) also himbo with no braincels best friend

B) average 22 year old coffee shop employee has his life turned upside down when his sister disappears after going into a haunted abandoned (slightly burnt down) school and teams up with a witch who says he can help him while also trying to keep up the appearance of everything being fine to his room mate (who may or not be the witch) romance and magical chaos happens (this one is gay)

C) ✨the F1 story✨ an American driver finds himself upgraded from a lower tier American competition (think indylights but currently nicknamed coaster) to the pinnacle of motersports after one of the smaller teams finds themselves under new management and is paired with the first female driver on the grid. The two find themselves trying to make it work with the limited car and the issues they face individually and together while their talents encourage more teams to pick up on a wider range of future stars both rivals and possible lovers enter the mix (this one has gays, bi's and lesbians)