#red redux

[danthropologie]

japan 2018 -> belgium 2024

[slutforpringles]

Obviously I can't verify any of this - but I will say I also received a few messages about GP organisers removing Perez from promotional material 👀

[cutielando]

world champion | max verstappen

synopsis: in which he finally achieves his dream

pairing: max verstappen x girlfriend!reader

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Ever since he started in Formula 1, the biggest dream Max had was becoming a World Champion. Signing with Red Bull was the first step towards making his dream come true.

Having you by his side was the second thing he needed.

His family couldn't come at every single race that he had, having their own lives and work prevented them from being able to fly out to the numerous countries that he found himself in every week.

But you had a very flexible job, you had your own little business and could essentially work from your laptop from anywhere you were, which was why you had never missed a race since Max started in F1.

He always joked with Christian in calling you his lucky charm.

The season had been going well for him, he'd won numerous races and was now tied with Charles Leclerc in the Championship standings. But you knew he could do it, you could feel the win coming.

"I'm going crazy" he told you the night before the race that would essentially decide who the champion is.

The famous Yas Marina circuit in Abu Dhabi.

"Stop stressing, you're going to give yourself wrinkles if you stress so much" you called out from the hotel bathroom where you were doing your skincare routine before bed.

"How can I not be stressed? My career is essentially on the line. Everything relies on what happens tomorrow, I can't let everyone down and not win" he said, his voice quiet and somber.

You finished doing your skincare routine and exited the bathroom, joining him on the king sized bed and wrapping your arms around him.

He buried his face in your chest and held onto you tightly, your arms being the only comfort for his nerves before every single race.

"Nobody is going to hate you or judge you if you don't win. Everybody is going to be proud of you for being able to be at the top for the entire season. I'm proud of you, Max, and I'll be proud of you regardless if you finish in first or last place. Don't beat yourself up if things don't go your way tomorrow, there is always next year and we're all going to be there for you, no matter what" you explained, kissing the top of his head as a confirmation that you were there and will always be by his side, no matter the results.

"You really mean that?" his voice was timid, but you could feel his muscles starting to relax under your touch.

"Of course I do. You don't have to put this kind of pressure on yourself. You're not doing this for the fans or for your family or for me, you're only doing this for yourself. Just go out there and drive your best and let the results come to you if it's meant to be"

He nodded and squeezed you tighter. 

"I love you, so damn much" he mumbled, kissing your clothes chest and settling back down against you.

"I love you too, baby" you whispered and started running your hand up and down his back, knowing it was one of his favorite things.

As minutes went by, his breath started to slow down, indicating that he had fallen asleep. You smiled and placed a final kiss on his forehead before getting comfortable to go to sleep yourself, excited for what tomorrow would bring. 

♡♡♡♡♡

The atmosphere in the Red Bull garage was exhilarating. For Christian and all the engineers, Max was already the World Champion.

Nothing could ruin their mood that morning, and the same could be said about you.

"How are you feeling?" you asked your boyfriend as he started getting ready to go in the car.

"Still nervous, but not as much as before. What happens, happens. I'll give it my best and we'll see" he said and gave you a sincere smile, reassuring you that he was okay.

"Good luck, baby. I love you, please be safe" you said and leaned up to kiss his lips before he'd have to put on his balaclava and helmet.

"I will. I love you too" 

He departed after that, going over last-minute strategies with his engineers and making sure the car was ready for battle.

Once the mechanics rolled him out of the garage and onto the track, you took a seat next to his race engineer, who immediately gave you a pair of headphones.

"How's our boy?" he asked you, a warm smile on his face.

You and Gianpiero had a close relationship ever since he started working with Max, frequently exchanging thoughts and opinions before and after every race.

Sure, you didn't have the whole technical knowledge perfected yet, but you knew your way around the sport and strategies and everything after being with Max for so many years.

"He's nervous, but I know he's going to give it his all. I told him to drive his best and see what happens. Didn't feel like putting more pressure on him than necessary" you explained, earning a nod from the engineer.

"He'll win, I can feel it"

♡♡♡♡♡

And right he was.

Seeing him cross that finish line and checkered flag long before anyone else was like a breath of fresh air. You and Gianpiero jumped up from your seats and hugged each other, your cheeks already full of the tears that were flowing down.

You took your headphones off and make your way out of the garage, impatiently waiting for Max to pull up and get out of the car.

Once you saw his car approaching, you started jumping up and down, feeling happier than you had ever been.

"You did it!!" you screamed once Max got out of the car and enveloped you in his arms.

You didn't even care that he was sweaty and tired, all you could focus on was the fact that he had finally achieved his childhood dream.

"I did it" he sobbed into your shoulder, his arms holding you tightly against his body.

As you stood embraced in the middle of the paddock in your own little bubble, you knew that all of the sleepless nights, the hundred hours of training, the dozens races he's done, his entire hard work has finally paid off.

He was World Champion.

But more importantly, he was your champion. 

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Church sighed and returned to watching the reds stand in a square and jabber on about who knows what. Just like he had done every single recon patrol for the last three weeks. It was like they were physically incapable of doing anything interesting. If he were closer he could at least listen in, but from here all he had was their halfhearted gestures. At least the pink one was pretty expressive with his hand movements.

“What are they doing now?”

“I’m going to give you ten seconds to answer that question for yourself. And if you can’t figure out the answer, I am going to shove the scope of this rifle so far up your ass I’ll be able to figure out where your fucking brain went.”

Tucker stood up, throwing his hands in the air, “Well if you’re just going to be an asshole about it, then I’m going back to base. I was just trying to make some conversation.”

“Fine! This’ll be so much easier without you in my ear anyway.” Church said, slumping his shoulders as he pressed his eye against the scope.

With a sigh of relief, he could finally watch the reds in peace. He watched as the maroon and orange one led the pink one back into the base. As they disappeared inside, the red one, the sergeant, went back to looking at their new vehicle. Church watched in confusion as the red team leader stood in front of the car and gestured occasionally.

Is...Is he talking to the car? Church thought as he tilted his head in confusion.

As the sargent walked toward the vehicle, giving it a loving, sensual pet on the hood, Church dropped the view finder from his eye. Whatever was going to happen next was nothing he wanted to see. With a sigh, he turned to watch as Tucker returned to the base before standing up to follow him.

Church made his way down the slope, watching his feet as he walked. He might as well get ready for the supply drop. They should be arriving any minute now. Not to mention the fact they were going to be getting new recruits and he didn’t trust Tucker to give them a proper introduction. Heaven forbid one of them is a girl; Church just knew his teammate wouldn’t be able to keep it in his pants. Besides, if he wanted to be the leader, he needed to act like one.

He cursed Captain Flowers for up and dying on them, forcing him to take over and be in charge. Church didn’t have the slightest clue what he was doing, and now he was responsible for making sure himself and the others stayed alive. At the very least Command could give him a promotion to make all the headache worth it. But no, all they decided to do was give them two new people to even the teams.

A sonic boom took him out of his thoughts and turned his eyes to the sky. Church watched as the ship landed beside the base, steadying himself against the gust of air that threatened to bowl him over.

Before him and Tucker could even exchange a glance, the bay door was open and a small crew was pouring out to unload supplies. Pushing past the men carrying crates, Church started hunting for the new recruits.

When he entered the belly of the ship, he saw two people in armor sitting beside each other and giggling. He raised an eyebrow in confusion as he realized one of them was in yellow armor. That must be some sort of mistake.

“Are you two Private Grif and Caboose?” Church asked hesitantly.

“That's us!” The yellow-clad recruit chirped, “Are you the Captain?”

Church pressed his lips together as he shifted from one foot to the other, “I'm the one in charge.”

Seemingly not noticing his non-answer, the one in blue stood up and held out his hand, “Nice to meet you! I'm Private Michael Caboose!”

It took everything in Church to not gasp in surprise. Caboose was massive! He was nearly seven feet tall and was by no means skinny. The new recruit could probably break Church in half if he really wanted to. He swallowed before giving his hand a quick shake, gritting his teeth in pain as Caboose nearly broke every bone in his hand with his grip.

As Church began to massage his hand, he turned to the other recruit, “That means you must be Private Grif.”

“Sure am! I'm excited to be here!” She said with a chipper tone.

“Me too!” Caboose chimed in.

Church looked between the two recruits with trepidation. At the very least these two had a much better attitude than Tucker, but they did not seem at all prepared for the reality of war. How could anyone be excited to get shot at?

“Well… How about we go meet the rest of the team?” Church suggested, unsure how to proceed.

The two nodded eagerly before following him out of the ship. Tucker was waiting at the end of the ramp, watching the three of them. Church really hoped this went well. He felt like he was introducing two overly excited puppies to his cat with an attitude problem.

[danthropologie]

daniel ricciardo, baku 2024 (colorized)

[slutforpringles]

"I enjoy the crazy, fun chaos of the Red Bull family and the way they go about their business. It's all I've ever known - chaos in this team feels comfortable, where chaos in another team was quite unsettling. I just feel like I've been here before and I'm okay with it."

"Red Bull were always firm but fair with me. If they were to get rid of me, I'd be like, 'Okay, it's for a reason'. I know they would never just get rid of me if I was doing really well, so everything is within my control. And I think that brings me so much comfort as well, that they are so performance-driven that there's no other bulls**t - it's up to me. They definitely make me feel that way and that, if I do well, who knows what could happen?"

via: Mirror Sport | Daniel Ricciardo interview: 'Belgian GP may be my F1 swansong, but I love Red Bull chaos'

I'm certainly no advocate for the Mirror, but I thought that Daniel gave some surprisingly thoughtful, poignant and insightful answers in this interview. Some really interesting introspection on how he feels he thrives within the Red Bull environment compared to his time at other teams and some heavy insinuation that despite their reputation for being cutthroat he feels like he's been treated far more fairly by RBR than in other teams (cough McLaren cough). I hate that he's being asked about farewell messages or if it's his last race, but I thought even his answer there shows he's feeling comfortable and confident of his future.

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