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adventuringblind · 9 months
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Cheering From Heaven
Charles Leclerc x Senna!Driver!Reader
Genre: sad but also fluffy
Request: yep! I hope you like it! I actually cried a little writing it. My requests are still open for like... half the grid at this point. So please send me your ideas, I am begging, don't be shy. :)
Summary: reader never got to meet her father, but thanks him everyday for the racing in her DNA. When she overhears a conversation about her over dramatic celebrations, she becomes more reserved. Charles immediately takes notice and is determined to restore the energy she once had.
Warnings: Talks of death and crashes, not proofread (if I ever proofread call the police because it’s not me someone stole my identity).
Notes: written in second person. For the purpose of this fic, the Ferrari strategists know how to do their job.
Y’all have been giving my fics so much love. Thank you all so much 🥺❤️
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You were the first female driver on the grid. You worked your way up the ranks just like everyone else. Your mother doing her best to support you despite it being just you and her.
She always said you have racing in your blood. Your father died before you could meet him. The fatal accident of Aryton Senna rocked everyone.
Especially your mother, who had just found out she was pregnant with you.
You were determined to continue his legacy. Knowing he was cheering you on from the afterlife.
When you started competing more often and moving up through the stages. You decided to go by your mother's last name. Not wanting your fathers name to have anything to do with how people saw you as a driver.
You wanted to race for him, not because of him. Nepotism in this sport can make or break someone's career.
When you got up to Formula 1, you cried tears of joy. Knowing that your father was looking out for you.
You were relatively accepted among everyone. You and your teammate Charles got along better than anyone could imagine.
Competing and pushing each other, but still remaining close at the end of the day.
What you didn't know was that some on the grid found you annoying.
You had found fast success and with it came rituals. You wanted to cheer loud enough for your father to hear you. Celebrating enough for the both of you.
It hurt having not known him, but you felt like you did at times. Hearing his name still being praised. You’d watched his races on YouTube repeatedly. You knew he would be ecstatic to see you here.
Everywhere else you were very down to earth and chill. On the podium, however, was a different story. There you let everything go, enjoying yourself for those who couldn’t be there with you. It was your ritual and you loved it. Charles found it entertaining despite not understanding it. You worked hard for your success, why shouldn’t you enjoy it?
You were going to run up and join a group of the guys walking and talking after a race one evening. Charles being one of them. You’d grown feelings for him and even if he didn’t return them, having him as a friend was still great.
They didn’t hear you approach, continuing there conversation without remorse.
“I don’t know man, I find her annoying.”
Charles was immediately confused at this. “Annoying? How so? I find her the least annoying out of everyone else.” He chuckled at his own funny remark.
“I agree. She seems very cocky when she wins. Rubbing it in everyone’s faces.”
A course of similar comments and agreements strung from their mouths. You didn’t stay to hear everything, quickly finding your way back to your hotel room.
Charles had left the conversation not long after. Leaving them the group with one last statement before walking off. “Who cares how she celebrates? Anyone that wins wants to enjoy it, so let her have this.”
While you became quieter and more reserved, Charles became more concerned. You weren’t the sunshine everyone enjoyed having around. You weren’t offering soothing words when someone had an off day. It was strange and he didn’t like it. He became determined to help you through it.
Everyone started talking after your next win. You smiled but said nothing. You looked unfazed by the champaign chaos. You were hardly celebrating.
Everyone else assumed your were sick, but Charles had the feeling there was something else at play.
He’d immediately given into his crush on you. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to escape it since you spent tons of time together. If only he could help you through whatever fought patch you were in. Maybe he could get the confidence to ask you out.
It was now time for the Brazilian Grand-Prix. Imola. The track Ayrton Senna lost his life.
You were hoping to win today for him, and you had a good shot at doing so after an amazing qualifying.
In the evening you decided to visit your father’s memorial. The track was clear like the sky. Pink and orange hues shining down in rays. You dropped to your knees, placing the flower you brought in front of the memorial.
“I hope you can forgive me for not cheering loud anymore.” You cried. Failing to notice the footsteps behind you. “Mom says you’d be proud of me. That you would’ve come to every race. I wish I could’ve known you.”
Charles crouch’s next to you. His hand rubbing circles on your back in a soothing manner. He didn’t say anything, just let you talk. He knows how it feels to miss someone.
“I cheer loudly so that he can hear me. I just know he’d be celebrating with me, so I do enough for the both of us.” You confessed, leaning into Charles’ touch.
“I understand.” He guides your face to look at him, gently wiping your tears with his thumb. “Your dad would be proud of you. I am also proud of you.”
No other words needed to be said. You leaned in, your foreheads now touching. Somehow, that did all the talking for you.
The next day brought excitement and anxiety. You and Charles fighting hard to be at the top. You nearly cried when you won. Charles right behind you in second.
When the cars were parked, you jumped into his arms. Adrenaline flooding through your veins. She the interviewer came to ask you about the race, you looked at Charles. Him nodding at you and giving you a thumbs up for reassurance.
“I just want to say that I’m dedicating this win to my father, Ayrton Senna. I hope to continue his legacy.”
Everyone stared at you before the chanting of your name started. The name everyone knew you by now changed.
You were hesitant to celebrate on the podium. Until Charles took your hand in his and yelled at the top of his lungs. Bathing you in the alcohol. So you finally let loose again, the fans screaming with you.
And when you two were alone again, you realized your father had been watching you. He sent you Charles. A soft ‘thank you’ falls from your lips before kissing Charles Champagne covered lips.
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twslug · 7 months
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i am of the philosophy that a dynamic is the most fun when one person looks like a frog and the other person looks like a mouse
exhibit a, b, and c:
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box-box-blorbos · 10 months
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Aryton Senna and Alain Prost, Suzuka 1990
They look like funny little men when they’re stepping over the barrier or well, in Alain’s case, JUMPING over it
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wintergreenoreo · 13 days
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Ive been debating some peoples opinions on this topic but ill ask on here cause why not:
Do you think Formula One should start retiring driver numbers if they’ve made a significant impact on the sport or if its too signature to a certain driver?
For example: Retiring the number 44 when Lewis Hamilton retires because its so connected to him, 14 for when Fernando Alonso retires, 5 for Sebastian Vettel, 7 for Kimi Raikkonen, 12 in honor of Ayrton Senna like they did with 17 for Jules Bianchi, etc.
Since the personal number system is kinda new in F1 and most sports retire numbers with their players, i thought it would be an interesting question.
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formiel1 · 4 months
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The beginning of a friendship that never blossomed.
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feraltwinkseb · 11 months
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Modern F1 Could Never / 4/?
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aphrostiel · 6 months
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Special Place ♥
A special drawing for this weekend’s Brazilian GP 🇧🇷✨ Lewis Hamilton with his idol and Brazil’s hero, Ayrton Senna. I really love this track so very much, I've always have and it's in my top 3. One of the main reasons is that it's the GP closest to my country, Argentina, and in general I am fond of Brazil so much, I've got dear people there, I admire their culture and the people's energy is just... something else. We had so many amazing moments in F1 with this track and I hope we keep getting more of them. No minding whatever results are tomorrow for Mercedes, I am always incredibly proud of Lewis and all that he has archived.
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hyacinthsdiamonds · 6 months
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Three Time World Champions <3
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eugene-emt-roe · 26 days
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My Lego F1 cars ❤️ I have a McLaren Formula E car to do tomorrow.
Glad I wore my Carlos Sainz shirt today. That race was amazing, glad to see a Ferrari 1-2.
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eliorosb3rg · 3 months
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camel sponserships ftw
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vettelbxstick · 10 months
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never thought watching cars race would be my only source of happiness
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luvscharlos · 6 months
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‘my one and only idol’ 🥹
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box-box-blorbos · 10 months
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Alain Prost about Aryton Senna
SHUT UPPPPPPPPP
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flyingcakeee · 13 days
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I'd like to ask for something simple, or at least something I think is simple.
Please, for the love of god, stop using certain crash footage in your edits. Yes, you can make a Jules Bianchi edit, but you do NOT need to include the footage of his crash which would result in his death. Same thing with Anthoine Hubert, Aryton Senna, etc.
Don't use this footage for just a few likes and views, it's extremely disrespectful. I understand if you're using it as an educational thing as there are some drivers who don't know who Jules Bianchi is, but if I'm scrolling TikTok, Instagram, Twitter, or any social media platform, I do not need to see a Jules Bianchi edit with his crash footage in it at all. Again, at least to me, it's extremely disrespectful.
Again, I understand if it's educational but if it is educational, respect the deceased and make the video obviously educational and not a "I miss him so much" type post, please and thank you.
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macybeckham7 · 29 days
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💛❤️.
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