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The "It" Girl | 2
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summary: Being a rookie in the world of Formula One comes with challenges, added on with the fact you’re a girl, American and racing for Red Bull doesn’t help. While you do have your “guard dogs” and “it girl” tendencies, it doesn’t help that you’re also trying to figure out romance.
pairing: 2021 grid x fem! driver, lando norris x fem! driver reader
warnings: sexism, alcohol consumption, toxic environments, uncomfortable situations
Previously: Finally reaching the Red Bull garage, Max and you get there and are immediately bombarded with cheers, laughter and applause from the Red Bull team. 
After a good hour of celebrating with the team, you feel your phone vibrate in your hand, “Who is it?”, Max asks, curious to see who texted you.
Checking the notification it’s from an unknown number, asking if you wanted to go and celebrate with them, you look up at Max with confusion, but his face shows the opposite. 
“Didn’t know he would be asking you so soon..”, Max says with a look of shock. 
LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO
“Who??” You ask, looking up from your phone to Max. “What are you guys looking at?” Alex Albon asks, the reserve driver for Red Bull, and a good friend. 
“Apparently Lando finally got the balls to ask her out” Max says with a surprised yet nonchalant expression, looking up at Alex. “Isn't he a year older than you?” Alex asks, looking down at your phone and reading over the text. 
“Yeah so what?” You ask confused, “And Max you can’t say anything about age gaps because of Kelly” You grumble out, giving him a stern look. 
“Ouch..” Max mumbles out, “Honestly he should've asked you in person, a bit of a pussy move if you ask me” He says rolling his eyes as he takes a sip of his Red Bull, which for some reason he always had one. 
“Plus aren’t you two best mates?” You ask Max, “I mean yeah…but you could do so much better than Lando!” He says, grabbing your phone from your hands with a grin and snicker.
“Hey! Max stop! Alex, help me!” You say as Max starts running away with your phone, typing back something to Lando, while Alex just stands there, his hands raised up defensively, not wanting to be a part of the chase. 
Eventually you give up, walking back to Alex you let out a huff of annoyance. He lets out a chuckle. “If it means anything I think you two would be cute” He says, bumping his shoulder into yours. 
“Thanks..” You say softly, noticing Max walking back with a grin on his face. “I don't know how Christain would feel about it but that doesn't really matter'' Alex adds on. 
Once Max reaches you both you snatch your phone from his hands, quickly unlocking it you checked what he sent. 
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"What the hell is wrong with you!" You screech out, hitting Max. "I'm sorry I had to! Play hard to get, see if Lando actually cares!" Max says, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you into him.
You let out a sigh, sliding your phone back into your pocket. You love Max, you truly do, but sometimes he could be a bit annoying like an older brother.
"Wait are you even allowed to drink?" Alex asks, rolling your eyes you reply, "Yes I'm 21.." You grumble out. Max, Alex and you all slowly make your way out of the track, obviously after all of your media duties and debriefs.
Max, Alex and you all slowly make your way out of the track, obviously after all of your media duties and debriefs.
As the three of you make your way out of the track, you start to notice there are still quite a few fans that are lingering.
Many want pictures, and there is even one group that has brought a very large cardboard sign. The sign reads “Y/n for WDC!” in big bold letters, and they all look ecstatic at the thought of getting their picture with you.
You quickly stop to talk to the group, taking photos and signing anything they wanted signed.
You stand with the group of fans for a good minute, signing autographs and taking pictures, making sure everyone gets a bit of your time.
After signing what must’ve been over 50 autographs and taking more photos than you can count, the group seems to be satisfied and slowly disperse.
Max and Alex both look at you with wide smiles on their faces. “You know you don’t have to sign every single one of those, right?” Alex asks, “Just do a few.” Alex’s voice is a mix of laughter and teasing.
“I know..but I want to show my appreciation towards my fans, it means a lot knowing so many people support me” You say, looking over at Alex and Max.
“Y/n, you are so sweet.” Alex says with a genuine smile, putting his arm around you to give you a hug.
Max laughs a little. “Come on, let's go.” He says, and the three of you start walking back towards Max’s house.
As you walk, Alex nudges you again. “So, do you think Lando will call or text you back after the message Max sent?” He asks with a nervous look on his face.
“Honestly I’d be shocked if he said anything to me at all, if Max wasn’t so overprotective he wouldn’t have scared Lando off!” You say, narrowing your eyes at Max as the three of you continue to walk.
Max laughs at your comment. “I wasn’t trying to scare him off, just a little bit of tough love.” His laughter is contagious and you can’t help but grin back at him.
Alex rolls his eyes back at you. “So this isn’t the way you usually flirt with dudes, huh?” He says with a teasing tone.
“Not really no, I mean when I was a teenager I would text some guys but it never led anywhere, clearly Max ruined my chance with Lando” You say, still salty over Max’s antics earlier.
“Like I said before, tough love!” Max says with a chuckle. You turn to Max and playfully punch him on the shoulder. “You really are an ass.” You say, laughing. Max laughs back at you.
You three make it out of the paddock and walk over to Max's car. He unlocks the doors and gets into the driver side, while Alex pushes you out of the way and gets into the passenger side.
You roll your eyes at Alex and climb into the back. “Since Alex was an ass I get aux!” You say with a smile, plugging your phone in and starting a random playlist on Spotify.
Shuffling through a few songs you make a queue. Max starts up his car, pulling out of the parking lot he starts to drive off to the club you three had previously decided to go to.
Giggling, you show Alex the song that’s going to play next, “Oh he’ll love that..” Alex says with a chuckle, Max only side eyes you too.
After “Life is a Highway” finishes the familiar beat of “33 Max Verstappen” plays in through the speakers. (Pretend the song was made in 2021). Max lets out a groan, “I swear I will purposefully crash this car Y/n!” He says, jokingly of course.
You and Alex burst out laughing, but then Maxs phone goes off, someone was calling him. The contact information for Lando pops up on the screen he has in his car, because of course Max Verstappen has a fancy car that has that.
You and Alex grow silent, “Pretend that you’re not here Y/n” Max says, pressing his fingertip to the accept call button.
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maxverstappen33 Very proud! Happy to share the podium with you!
maxverstappen33 Horrible song choice though
y/n personally I thought it was an amazing choice
alex_albon I agree with y/n 🙋🏻‍♂️
redbullracing That’s our girl!! So proud 🏆♥️
y/n 🥹♥️
f1 She is the moment, she is a icon 👏
user2178 she’s literally so bad, horrible image on f1
user640 Go cry about it, grow up mate
landonorris congrats Y/n!! well deserved!
y/n thanks Lan!!
mclaren 👀🧡
redbullracing 👀♥️
maxverstappen33 I’m watching you Lando
user227 Y/N X LANDO?????
user307 No Y/n x Charles is the only acceptable answer
user630 Or Y/n with no one!!
lilymhe So proud!!! Can’t wait to see you ♥️
y/n LILY ILY MY GF ❤️❤️
alex_albon Nevermind, horrible song choice
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Anyone else wonder how Latifi is holding up? You know, after creating one of the biggest f1 controversies in 2021. Like do y’all think he brags about it to his friends?
Like, “yeah I’m the man that costed Hamilton his 8th WDC” ? I’m genuinely curious.
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nameis-c · 1 year
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Yes, definitely only his mom would say something like that about him ...
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alltoolewis · 2 years
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The Bet- Max Verstappen ✨
Another piece from my 1k prompt list, which isn't the best so apologies!! This one is yet another angst one (can anyone tell that I'm going through a breakup right now lol!)! So like always grab your tissues... (Sorry it isn't that long but I may do a 2nd part depending on how I feel about it or just let it stay the angsty mess it is forever!)
Prompt- “tell me that there was some truth to it...” “...come on. I don’t want to do this.” “Tell me it wasn’t all in my fucking head, [name].”
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Summary- As the new season arrives, you are excited to be by your boyfriend's side for yet another year... However, that all fades after you hear an interesting conversation between him and the other drivers...
"Oh it's good to be back...!" Max cheered, the familiar scent of burnt-out tires and fuel gracing your noises "I missed this place too much!" Pouting your lips, you stopped in your tracks causing Max to stop with you as your hands remained attached "Was spending the last month with me that bad...?" Rolling his eyes at your playfully dig, he pulled you closer, fixing your lanyard before placing his head against yours "Of course, not Schat..." Your smiles mirrored each other, as you placed your lips on his "but that doesn't mean I didn't miss seeing you wearing that jersey...!" Swirling you around with one arm, he let out a low wolf whistle "New numbers looking good on your baby...!"
Lifting his hat off of him, you placed it on your own head "Thanks handsome... could say the same thing about you!" You and Max had only started dating a couple of weeks into last season. You were surprised that he would ever even notice you, never mind randomly ask you out on a date! It wasn't every day that a multi-millionaire driver would acknowledge the team's assistant... but somehow he did.... Since it started, your relationship had grew from strength to strength! The fans loved seeing Max so happy with someone they considered 'relatable' instead of the usual F1 wag type!
Once you and Max entered the red bull suit, he was immediately whisked away, leaving you to entertain yourself for the next hour or so! You hated when he would have to leave you for hours at end while he got ready for the exciting weekend to come... obviously, it was his job, and you loved nothing more than to see him succeed in the most dangerous sport there was week after week... but that didn't mean you didn't miss his presence when he couldn't be there beside you.
After not being able to take his absence much longer, you decided to go search for the world champion yourself, hoping that he would have a little bit of time for a break... "I'm just going to go check on Max..." You smiled excusing yourself from Carola as you headed towards his private room. Just as you were about to knock on his door, however, a familiar voice saying your name stopped you in your tracks...
"So how are things going with (y/n)…" Pierre asked a smug tone in his voice as you looked curiously through the gap of the door, hoping that they wouldn't catch you "Alright I guess..." Max chuckled, oblivious to your presence as he spoke his mind carelessly "Still in for that bet..."
'Bet?' you thought... 'what bet?' but you didn't have to think for that much longer as Lando answered for you. "I'm surprised you've lasted this long... I would have quit the second she opens her mouth..." Tears spring to your eyes as you continued to listen to your supposedly 'friends & boyfriend' list of the things they couldn't stand of you!
"Shit might come out of it sometimes but her mouth is good for other things!" The line was crossed as anger flooded through your body and before your mind could think it through you pulled open the door, revealing a shock Max and an equally embarrassed Pierre and Lando!
"Hi (y/n)… you oka-" Interrupting Pierre you snapped, glancing over at Max who could already tell that you'd heard it all! "No Pierre! I'm not okay!" Tears brimmed in your eyes once more as you glanced across to the 3 guys in front of you "How could you guys...." Looking Max dead in the eyes "How could you!"
Not wanting them to see you cry you spun on your heel, exiting the room and ignoring Max's pleads for you to stop! "(Y/n)! Please let's talk!"
"Fine we can talk..." You turned around, not even bothering to hide your tears anymore "Answer this one question... was there any truth into this..." His eyes spoke a thousand words as he shook his head shamelessly "Come on... I don't want to do this here..."
"Tell me there was some fucking truth to this, Max..." You yelled, watching him in disgust as he hung his head down low "I get it.." You laughed brokenheartedly "Bye Max... Hope you find someone with a mouth worth more than just sucking you off!"
Walking away, tears rolled down your cheeks as he didn't stop you! Ignoring the questions from the crew!
"What the fuck have you done!" Christian yelled towards Max as he couldn't stop you walking away.... but the truth was nothing could stop you... he's lost you for good!
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@f1blrcreatorsfest |
Week 3: vintage / horror / contemporary art |
inspired by suspiria (1977)
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nobody said race directors were cheap.
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gentlyweeps-world · 4 months
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The "It" Girl | 4
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summary: Being a rookie in the world of Formula One comes with challenges, added on with the fact you’re a girl, American and racing for Red Bull doesn’t help. While you do have your “guard dogs” and “it girl” tendencies, it doesn’t help that you’re also trying to figure out romance.
pairing: 2021 grid x fem! driver, lando norris x fem! driver reader
warnings: sexism, alcohol consumption, toxic environments, uncomfortable situations
Previously: “Now Y/n, what happened last night?” Lewis softly asks, sitting on the edge of the bed.
You could feel your stomach drop, blood rushing to your ears as you recall the events of last night. You glance up at Lewis, your look giving everything away to him.
LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO
“Lewis, I…” You start, your voice sounding nervous. You take a moment to think about what you want to say.
“I think I ruined everything..” You say, taking a deep breath. “Between Lando and me that is..” A look of sorrow and remorse comes across your face as you think about the events of last night.
Lewis looks back at you with a soft and sympathetic look on his face. “Let me guess… last night it was the booze talking.” He mumbles out.
You nod your head in response.
“I felt like I needed to drink, actually enjoy myself for once..” You mumble out, “And I didn’t know what to do, Carlos was just there, nothing happened..I guess we were pretty touchy but that was all”
Lewis stays silent for a few seconds, just thinking about everything you have said.
“Have you said anything to Lando yet?” Lewis asks. You shake your head no, your stomach beginning to tighten again.
“No, because I don’t know what to say.” You confess.
“You don’t need to say anything right now, just give yourself some time.” Lewis says, he puts his hand on your leg to reassure you.
“The worst thing is..it was with Carlos, Lando and Carlos…they’re so close, and I’m pretty sure I ruined that..” You say, voice cracking
Lewis looks down at you with an understanding expression on his face. “Y/n.. I know this isn’t exactly what you want to hear, and it’s probably the last thing you’re wanting to hear right now…” Lewis says to you, his tone sounding sympathetic once again.
“But if Lando genuinely cares about you and wants to be with you.. he will forgive you for whatever you did last night.” Lewis tells you.
“I guess..” You mumble out, “It was weird Lewis…Carlos kind of put himself onto me, and made me drink..at least that’s how I felt”
Lewis looks at you, his expression remaining soft and understanding. “Y/n that’s not good, that’s not good at all…..” Lewis says to you.
“I’ll have a word with Carlos, I’ll sort it out with him, don’t you worry about any of this, okay?” Lewis says, his voice sounding reassuring.
“Thank you Lew” You say, hugging him you bury your head into his chest. Lewis wraps his arms around you, hugging you back. He takes a moment to think about what he wants to say next.
“Y/n I’m gonna head out now, I’ll go have a word with Carlos, but make sure you get some rest okay? Don’t be too hard on yourself…”
Lewis walks out of the room, and Alex wakes up, looking over at you. “Y/n you alright?” He asks, his voice sounding sleepy and concerned. “Yeah I’ll be okay” You say softly, happy to have such a great support system
“Look, I’m gonna try and go back to sleep. Will you be alright?” He asks. “Yeah I’ll be fine” You reply softly, curling up into bed once more.
The week passes, and before you know it you’re arriving at the Autódromo Hermanos Rodríguez track for the Mexican Grand Prix.
You check your phone quickly, but don’t see any messages from Lando. A small frown etches itself onto your face, but it was expected. You did fuck up.
You walk into the paddock with your manager Elliot, waving and giving a smile to the photographers, briefly talking to the media and of course signing some stuff for fans.
As you walk around the venue interacting with fans, taking pictures, and doing interviews you notice the atmosphere changing slightly. You feel a pair of eyes on you. Looking towards the direction of the stare you see Lando standing there.
He’s looking at you with a blank expression, barely noticing the sadness in his eyes. You can see his lips moving as he’s talking to a reporter. You give Lando a faint smile, continuing your walk to the Red Bull garage.
Time passes, the weekend is already halfway over, and now it’s race day.
You’ll be starting P5 on the grid, Lando in P6, with Max P1 of course.
Nerves settle into your stomach, but so does adrenaline, knowing you could get on podium again. The lights go, and you could make out the “Lights out and away we go!”
Reacting quickly you have a good start, overtaking Charles Leclerc who was starting P4.
After a phenomenal race, you finish P3. Max crosses the finish line in P1. Lando finishes the race just behind you, in P4. The podium happens, and you find yourself standing on the podium again, but this time not as excited. As the Dutch national anthem starts playing, you stand there solemnly, thinking of what happened in the club.
After the ceremony you head towards the post race conference room, once again with Lewis and Max. Soon Lewis is sat in between you and Max, as you three await questions from the reporters. Lewis smiles at you and you smile back.
One of the reporters ask, “Y/n, how does it feel to finish in the top three for two consecutive races?”
“It feels great, the car is good, we have good pace” You say with a polite smile, not having the energy you normally do. The reporter nods in agreement, then moves on with another question.
“Max, how does it feel taking the P1 spot again?” The reporter asks, as Max sits to your right. Max chuckles. “It feels amazing to get my eighth win for the season.” Max says with a grin.
You take a sip from my Red Bull, leaning back in your seat as you three wait for the next question. The next reporter speaks up and has a question for you specifically: “Y/n, does it feel weird to be so close in the points to Lando? Only seven points away in the drivers standing”.
“No I don’t think it’s weird, it’s good to have a healthy rivalry” You answer with an awkward smile. The reporters smile at your answer, before one reporter asks Max a question. “Is the championship now yours?” The reporter asks.
Max chuckles as he answers “It definitely could be, I won’t give up on the fight for it.”
After the conference is over, Lewis leans over to you and whispers something. You lean towards Lewis, waiting for him to tell you what it is. Lewis smiles at you before whispering. “I talked to Carlos… everything is fine now.” Lewis says in a reassuring tone. You nod your head in response, a weight being lifted off your shoulders.
“Lewis…” You whisper. “Yes Y/n?” Lewis asks back, his tone sounding concerned. “Thank you for helping..” You whisper.
Lewis nods his head, the smile returning to his face. “Yeah, of course.” Lewis says with a smile
Once some reporters start to leave, you get up.
Walking with Max back to the Red Bull garage as Lewis goes his separate way to the Mercedes garage. Max is ahead of you, and you can notice he’s a bit lost in thought as well. “Hey Max..” You say, your voice being gentle and sincere as you catch up to him.
Max turns to look at you, a surprised expression on his face. “Yeah Y/n?” Max says, not entirely sure how to reply to your kindness and tone. “Thanks.. for..” You trail off. “For not leaving me behind, for talking to me.” You continue, not entirely sure what else to say to him.
“And for being supportive, I know you get a bad rep but thank you” You smile at him appreciatively, happy to have him, Alex and Lewis as support in your rookie season.
Max smiles at you, and without being asked, he wraps an arm around you. You feel yourself smile back, before looking up at him.
“Are we okay?” You ask him, your voice sounding nervous as you recall the night of the club. Max looks at you, his expression becoming soft and understanding again. “Yeah, yeah we’re okay.” Max tells you. “Let’s just go get that first spot in the constructors championship.” Max nods his head, a small grin appearing on his face. “I don’t think that would be too difficult” You say with a laugh
Max nods his head, letting out a small chuckle. After a few seconds of silence, Max speaks once again.
“He misses you” Max says, not looking at you when he says this. “Yeah I miss him too” You say with a soft smile as you both finally reach the Red Bull garage.
“Y/n I need a word with you” Elliot your manager says, pulling you near a more secluded area in the garage. “What's up?” You ask nervously, not sure if it has to do with the club.
“There's a uh..PR stunt we want to do…” Elliot says, looking a bit nervous as he says this.
Twenty minutes later you found out what it was. “We want you two to fake a relationship” Charlotte, Landos PR manager, repeats. Since Lando and you are not quite grasping the situation.
Now you would be happy about being asked to do this, but Lando hasn't said a word to you, looked at you or even acknowledged you. Lewis was dead wrong.
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Lando asks again, it had to be the seventh time he asked.
“The fans love you guys together, and it’ll boost attention, Christian and Zak are all for it” Elliot says, looking up from the tablet he always has on hand.
“Fine whatever” Lando grumbles out, rolling his eyes as he crosses his hand over his chest.
“Y/n? Any input?” Charlotte asks you, clearly not happy with Landos lack of conversation.
“No, I’ll do it” You say quickly, just wanting to leave and go back to the hotel.
“Great! So the first stunt is to go to the Moondrop club and just publicly display yourselves as a couple” Charlotte says with a smile.
You and Lando walk side by side back to the parking lot and to his McLaren in silence. Glancing over at him you can tell he doesn’t want to be doing this.
He unlocks the doors to his car and gets into the drivers side, starting the car before you even get into the passengers side.
He pulls out of the parking lot and starts the drive to the club. “So…” You mumble out, glancing over at him.
“I’m sor-“ You’re instantly cut off by him, “Shut up, I don’t need to hear your excuses Y/n” Lando snaps out, his hands squeezing the steering wheel.
You nod your head, feeling yourself grow numb at his outburst, but in all fairness, you deserved it.
After a painfully awkward silent drive through the streets it was finally time to arrive at the club.
As you two exited the car you heard the sound of hundreds of phones snapping pictures of you two together. “Take my hand” Lando mumbles out, quickly grabbing your hand and entwining your fingers together.
As you get closer to the entrance of the club, Lando puts on a smile, you copy him. The flash photography only got more intense at the sight of you two smiling and holding hands.
Once inside of the club Lando instantly breaks his hand from yours, rolling his eyes he leaves you near the entrance, walking off to the bar.
A shiver of sadness runs up your spine, but you remind yourself, you deserved it.
You glance around the club, noticing Charles, Max and Danny sitting at a booth taking some shots.
You opt to sit by yourself in a tucked away booth. You lean your head into your hand, boredom already consuming you.
Lando walks over to you, sliding into the booth next to you, throwing his arm over your shoulder, “Not as fun when you don’t have Carlos all over you?” Lando lowly says.
You don’t even bother replying, not wanting to deal with petty Lando. You hear him scoff at your silence. He hands you the drink in his hand, “It’s a vodka red bull”
It was your favorite drink, he had the audacity to be an asshole to you, yet get your favorite drink.
You roll your eyes, taking the drink, you sip on some of it.
“Just don’t get too drunk you end up making out with Daniel” He says, his voice full of venom.
Hearing that you instantly pull away from him, “You’re such a fucking….!”
“Shut up and kiss me” Lando cuts you off, pulling you into him once again.
“No! You don’t get to just tell me what to do!” You say, “Someone’s filming just fucking do it” He growls out, snaking his hand into your hair and pulling you into him.
Before you know it his lips are on yours, you instantly wrap your arms around his neck, leaning your body into his.
But just as it started, it ended. He pulls away from you completely.
“They stopped filming” He mumbles out, still keeping his arm over your shoulder.
Your heart drops, “Right” You weakly mumble out.
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f1wags. Lando Norris and Y/n L/n seen kissing at a public club in Mexico after the Grand Prix!
#F1 Wags #LandoxY/n
user395 YESSSSSS
user0065 tbh I feel bad for Lando
user530 stfu and go touch grass
user657 This is Christian’s way of bribing Lando
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user486 so happy right now
user3390 She’s probably dating half of the grid, Y/n is a whore everyone knows that
user591 she literally only hangs out with Max, Lewis, Alex and Lando????
user3390 And she’s a home-wrecker
user492 I CANT WAIT FOR THE DOUBLE DATE PICTURES WITH LANDO, Y/N, LILY AND ALEX
user660 Y/n and Lily will end up third wheeling
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