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cheesec4kee · 11 days

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** thinking about your parents coming over to visit you and max, but because of your parents max doesn’t get as much attention as he usually would, leading him wish that your parents would leave sooner so he could have some time with you even if it sounds selfish :(( and as soon as you realize and start taking care of him to make up for it, something goes wrong, leaving him on the edge !!

╰ a / n : thank you VERY much to my friend who requested this because this is pure genius !! much love anajaaj <3

╰ warnings : gn reader, mentions of sexual intimacy, oral (m receiving), not proofread

- max who’s more than happy that your parents are visiting the two of you and staying for a week, despite you offering to go to their place instead, your parents went through all the trouble just so they could see the two of you, and plus, they’re now his family too after all.

- though there is a small problem that leaves him annoyed. he can’t help but feel frustrated at the lack of affection and intimacy between the two of you while your parents visits.

- you’ve been ‘busy’ , to say the least. you’ve been occupied with making your parents comfortable, cleaning the house a lot more often then usual, cooking larger portions, which will obviously shorten the usual amount of attention and intimacy you would give him.

- and as selfish it sounds, he wishes that the week would go faster, because he misses you oh so much. you barely have time for him when your parents were around, the least you could give him was a light peck on his cheek— and he wants so much more than that. needs more than that.

- he would clench his jaw seeing you talk with your parents and spend majority of your time with your parents, when it’d usually be with him. he didn’t expect that your parents coming over would change the attention span you’d give him by so much. .

- max who curses under his breath, missing your touch, the feel of your walls clenching around his cock, or the way your fingers would wrap around his dick so perfectly.

- max who can barely function properly without your attention, the lack of sexual interaction between the two of you was slowly driving him insane !! he’s been giving you hints, hinting oh how bad he needs you, whether it’d be your mouth around his cock or your walls clenching him so deliciously, he’s desperate for anything at this point, he needs to feel you so bad !!

- and when you finally start realizing on how desperate he’s getting for your attention, how could you resist him ?? definitely not with the way he’s looking at you across the room, of course. you excuse yourself from the conversation you were having with your parents, leading him to the bathroom just across the living room, and you of course didn’t miss the way his eyes lit with excitement as you pull him inside.

- hearing the 'click !' of the bathroom door, he shimmies out of his pants, leaving him in only his boxers. he curses under his breath in embarrassment feeling his cock growing awfully hard without you even doing anything yet !!

- and as soon as you get on your knees and pull his boxers down, soon feeling your fingers wrap around his cock, he had to restrain himself from cumming on the spot. due to the lack of sexual interaction between the two of you, he’s gotten much more sensitive.

- his tip leaks of pre-cum, while his hands sneak up behind your head, grabbing a fistful of your hair. the quiet whine that slips past his lips when you kiss his tip was like music to your ears, only encouraging you to continue.

- but knowing your time with him was limited, you wrap your mouth around his cock and sink down on it, gagging slightly. he groans quietly, pushing your head further down to take more of him.

- max who bites his bottom lip to shut himself up, throwing his head back as he grips your hair tighter feeling himself growing closer and closer. his lets one hand go and grips the edge of the sink, accidentally knocking a bottle of soap along with a can of hair spray which hit the floor with a loud 'clang!' .

- with how loud that was, and how your parents were just in the living room which was just across the bathroom the two of you were in, it surely must've caught the attention of your parents.

- you knew how close max was, it was obvious with the way his breath hitched. but you couldn't risk getting caught by your parents, and so you pulled away- pulling his boxers back up as you could hear him groan in frustration.

- "are you fucking serious right now?" he hissed quietly, his cock still hard. the bulge was very much obvious, and he'd hate walking out of the bathroom without it taken care of.

- as you pull his boxers back up hastily, you mutter soft apologies while pressing soft kisses on his neck, promising you'll get back to him as soon as your parents leave. you unlock the bathroom door and shut the door behind you, leaving him with his cock still painfully hard :((

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ghostking4m · 29 days

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Can we please talk about the lack of f1 fics for male (or ftm) readers.

i’m so down for this! it needs to be discussed more! I’m fully aware that there are more writers for male readers in the f1 community now, but it’s still the underrepresentation that we struggle with in almost every social media platform, particularly within fan fiction.

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zyonsay · 4 months

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hellooo, can i requ some headcannons of max verstappen having a bf that is rly pretty (i'm talking rbr seb vettel or nico rosberg 2000s pretty)

Pretty Boy MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: One scenario of Max talking about his boyfriend in an interview and then three headcanons with scenarios

Reader: Male

Warnings: Max Emilian Verstappen

Now playing: 'Me Gustas Tu' by Manu Chao

AN: Hey anon! I combined your request with another one, which asked for a scenario of Max talking about reader in an Interview. Hope that's alright! ALSO Seb/Nico in their teenage dirtbag era was SOMETHING. (something great, im foaming at the mouth)

“So, Max, you’ve been very active online recently. Especially your partner has made many appearances in your posts. What are you two up to?”, the Interviewer glanced at his silver watch before looking back up into Max’s blue eyes. He had anticipated this question for the whole weekend. The press liked to stick their noses into his private life, especially because he was not in a straight relationship. All eyes were on him, as per usual. “My gorgeous boyfriend?”, a sly grin tugged at his lips. “We’ve been spending loads of quality time together. Over the break we planned a little trip. I love him with all my heart and am excited to spend time with that amazing person”, his mouth pulled into a slight smile before the Interviewer crossed another question from his mental list.

Yes, Max likes to keep part of his private life to himself, but he can’t resist posting candid pictures of you all the time. Maybe he’ll even create a separate account besides his main one just for pictures of you and you guys’ daily life. Your phone buzzed and you quickly held it up to your face while laying on your bed. It was a notification from Instagram, Max had posted something. The phone unlocked and led you to the new post your dearest made. It was from this morning when the two of you went out on a hike and spotted a few cute deer. The picture showed your back while you were crouching and watching the animals. With a giggle you turned to Max, who was laying behind you. "That's a cute pic!"

Even though he appreciates your looks, he makes sure you know that you are the first reason why he’s in love with you. Your beautiful face and soft hair is the cherry on top! With gentle hands he held your face, while leaving kisses on your nose. His sweet upside-down smile adorned his face while he whispered, “My beautiful schatje.” Max gently pushed a strand of your hair behind you ear before leaning in for another peck.

That said, he’ll still compliment you at any given chance. Something he likes to do is leave little post it notes on the fridge when he has to leave early. ‘Good morning beautiful! I saw that you used the last bag of your favorite tea, go check in the cabinet above the dishwasher!’, Max had left a little yellow note on the door of your fridge, he even scribbled a wonky heart on it. You opened the cabinet only to find way too many packs of your favorite tea stacked up. God, how you loved that idiot.

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issdisgrace · 3 days

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LINGERIE I THINK CERTAIN F1 DRIVERS WOULD WEAR

WARNINGS: Lingerie, hide your eyes kids

CARLOS

CHARLES

FERNANDO

GEORGE

MAX

OSCAR

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elihashadenough · 3 months

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Pairing: max verstappen x male reader (could be read by masc presenting people)

summary: sometimes things go right in the moment but will they always be right? can they survive through the hardships of love? can their love hold the test of a treacherous path of love?

a/n: this has been in the works for a bit, do let me know if you all want a part 2 :)

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ynln-official: After 8 wonderful years with @scuderiaferrari, I have signed with @redbullracing for the next two years. I couldn’t be more thankful enough for all the wins and opportunities I have had with Ferrari, I can’t wait to race for redbull. Let’s see what the 2024 season brings(can’t wait to beat Charles lmao) :)

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charles_lerlerc: gonna miss you in the paddock next year dude but there is no way you are beating me ;)

ynln-official: in your dreams Charles, in your dreams

user32: not y/n rubbing it in charles’ face

user48: God this is perfect for y/n, he needed this!!

user37: I agree, I was literally manifesting this for him

user45: I’m so proud of him for this!

maxverstappen1: Can’t wait to race with you (again).

ynln-official: neither can I :)

user87: AGAIN???

i hope you all enjoyed this, it took alot of effort and i'm very excited to post this. I hope you all have a wonderful day/night ❤️

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leosxrealm · 3 months

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003 — ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ

★— pairing(s): Max Verstappen x Male! Leclerc! Reader

★— warning(s): none!! possible grammar mistakes, hints of angst

★— (a/n): idk a lot about modeling either so i just made up what i think would happen there. we're finally building up the plot (barely started), not proofread!

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19-22

September 3, 2019

"Tilt your head to the right... just a bit... yeah, just like that." You did as you were told. You hear the sound of the camera and the lights flashing. The photographer takes another quick shot.

The director goes to check the pictures that were taken recently. The photographer gives you a quick nod, a little something he does to indicate he liked the pictures.

"Okay everyone!" the director claps his hands to get everyone's attention, "15-minute break, and then we do the last shoot for the day!"

There was a chorus of sighs of relief from everyone around you. It looks like everyone else couldn't wait to leave the studio either.

You return to the changing rooms along with a few of your coworkers. You had gotten to know some of them over the past few months and could now confidently call them your friends.

You pick up your phone from your makeup station. Opening it, you see a couple of texts from your friends and brothers. Clicking open your brother's contact, you answer his recent messages.

"Tell him to come up," another model who you've befriended said, looking over your shoulder. "Is that even allowed?" you ask. He had been in the industry for far longer than you; he was sort of like an upperclassman to you.

"Friends and families come to shoots all the time," he said emphasizing the word 'all', "Usually you have to get permission and stuff but it's the end of the shoot. Nobody has enough energy to care."

"Oh."

He pats you on the shoulder, getting up from the chair beside yours, "You will have to go downstairs to get them. The security won't let them through." "Thanks, mate," you call after him, he throws a lazy smile your way, disappearing into one of the changing stalls.

"Uh...you guys can sit on the couches over there," you say pointing to the couches near the makeup stations, "and we have snacks over there," you say pointing to the opposite side of the couches, "and right next to that, we have refrigerators. Help yourself with the drinks."

You show your brother around for a bit before settling on the makeup station with your name on it. Your makeup artist gets to work immediately, getting you ready for the last shoot, when you hear your name being called. You let out an exhale, mentally preparing yourself for the last of the shoot.

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"Damnnnn... you're actually good at something," Arthur says, chuckling at his own little joke. "At least I look natural," you retort back, earning a punch on the arm from your twin.

"I look natural in my photos," he says back defensively, looking at Charles for some kind of reaffirmation. Charles turns his head, deciding not to comment on his younger brother's awkward poses for photoshoots. You snicker at your older brother's reaction, earning a smack on the back of your head from your twin.

"Okay... Are you two hungry? What do you want to eat?" Charles finally intervenes, before you two decide to start a full-on brawl. "Man...," you whine out, "I'm starving."

"Me too," Arthur adds with a scowl. "We couldn't even get food because someone," he gives you a stink eye, "can't even finish up by the time they said they would."

You roll your eyes at him, ready to retort back when Charles' car comes into view. "I call shotgun!" you say, running towards the car. "Bitch-" Arthur runs to catch up, leaving Charles behind. Charles shakes his head, long given up on you two. Freaking kids, he thinks.

You look in the rearview mirror, at Arthur's scowling face. He scoffs looking out the window, still pissy about having to sit in the back. You laugh at him (again), resulting in him kicking your seat. Charles finally decides to cut in before the two of you destroy his baby.

Charles mentally celebrates when the restaurant comes into view. At least he won't have to worry about his baby getting destroyed for another hour or two. He sighs once again, pushing the both of you inside. Freaking kids, he thinks (once again).

"Oh yeah, what happened to that girl you were dating?" Arthur asks just as you were about to bite into your food.

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18-21

You raised your hand, ready to press the doorbell, before lowering it back again. Taking a deep breath, you ring the doorbell. You cleared your throat while waiting for the door to open. Hearing the door open, you look up.

Max sucks in a deep breath, not expecting to come face-to-face with you. Is that a suit you're wearing? Are those flowers in your hands? "Wha-what are you doing here?" He questions you, suddenly remembering how to speak.

"Oh... Um... I'm here for-" you begin to say before stopping abruptly. You look up suddenly, and Max thinks it's to look at him, but instead, you look behind him. The corners of your lips lift up into a soft smile.

(a/n): i'm sorry the title is so lame😭 anyway any guesses what's happening?

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maxvkisser · 4 months

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hii, could i request headcannons of max verstappen w the male reader and them being boyfriends since before he got to f1? thank you :)

TROUBLE MAKER ᴹⱽ¹

summery - the req

reader - male

warnings - none (?) maybe on tiny mention of homophobia

a/n- again i decided to write a oneshot/blurb thingy instead because I legit don't know how (I will get to it tho trust) to write hcs sorry!

You and Max started dating when you were both 15, but you met long before in primary school. After school when Max was supposed to go training you two would sneak away behind his dad's back to hang out together, the both of you awkwardly confessing to each other at 15. You were always proud of Max's accomplishments in F2, and you were always hoping he'd fulfill his dream and get to F1. You and Max decided to keep your relationship private, only your parents and closest friends knew about it. When he was in F2 you'd always come to his races to watch him race, and then sneak away with him to hang out away from everyone, Charles accidentally found out about your relationship after a race, when he saw Max run somewhere with someone he only recognized from the crowd in races, and the questioned Max about it for a bit. When Max got his seat in F1, you were very happy for him, as it was his biggest dream, but obviously there were worries about your relationship, the long distance wasn't the biggest problem, since you've done it before, but now that there were more cameras around the young driver, it would definitely be harder for you two to hide your relationship, so after talking for a bit Max decided to tell the team, you two wanted to wait for a bit before telling the public but that didn't go ask planned as you two were on a date together when someone saw you two and that's how Max was forced to come out and tell about the relationship, along with you

"well, that didn't go as planned" Max said after the interview, looking at you, you just nodded and held his hand "I mean, at least we don't have to hide anymore,do we?" he added and kissed your cheek, you just smiled and kissed his "at least we didn't get in trouble with Christian" you said and put your head on his shoulder.

my requests are open! pls send me stuff! :]

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redcrescentmoons · 20 days

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Energy Drinks

Max Verstappen x male! BMX!reader

DISCLAIMER: i’ve never written before and don’t know if it’s any good, please leave suggestions or criticism below if you have any

Max and Y/N had first met at a Red Bull event when Y/N had been moving up in the ranks of BMX and began to look for a sponsor. The pair had gotten along well, and they ended the night by exchanging phone numbers and promising to call each other.

Luckily for them Y/N and Max both happened to live in Monaco, and the proximity allowed them to grow close in a very short time span. If they where both in the city at the same time, it was almost guaranteed they would be joined at the hip. Where Max went, Y/N went too, and where Y/N was Max was as well.

Most of Y/Ns friends didn’t live in Monaco, but he quickly grew close to Max’s circle of F1 drivers, all of which agreed the pair would make a perfect couple. They always just shrugged off the teasing, playing off the constant eyeing and flirting as friendliness.

It didn’t take long for them to begin dating, Max having invited Y/N to the beach one evening for a dinner picnic at sunset that ended in asking Y/N to be his boyfriend. Y/N was over the moon.

Y/N ended up being sponsored by Monster Energy, a perfect fit for him given his love for the drink.

Max couldn’t have been prouder of his boyfriend as he grew increasingly famous in the world of BMX and made his way up the ranks, and Y/N supported all of Max’s accomplishments in racing.

It was a perfect relationship: they were deeply in love, and couldn’t imagine their lives without the other. They fit together like two puzzle pieces.

As their relationship blossomed Max continuously tried to convince his boyfriend of the superiority of Red Bull over Monster, Y/N strongly disagreeing.

Y/N loved to stock the fridge full of Monster, and then hiding Max’s Red Bulls in a cabinet behind tall boxes. Max loved to hide Red Bull shirts in Y/Ns closet, trying to trick the latter into wearing them.

They argued over drink superiority, but it was never a serious argument. They always loved each other and their relationship progressed.

Y/Ns favorite thing was putting Monster stickers on Max’s stuff. He would put them on water bottles, laptops, and even Max’s helmet once, which had ended in a fun call from Christian after Max had gone out with the helmet without noticing the sticker.

Max on the other hand loved slyly getting his boyfriend to wear Red Bull merch, even if it meant Y/N playfully pouting after Max had handed him a Red Bull shirt after his shower while he searched for clothes.

Some people were convinced the argument would lead to the downfall of the relationship, never understanding it was all playful and fluffy and really just an excuse for the two to be near each other for no reason.

Little did Y/N know that Max secretly loved Monster, but the latter just loved seeing his pout after his little pranks and kissing him incessantly to "make up" for it.

Y/N loved Red Bull too, but neither would dare to ever admit it, appreciating the silly arguments and excuses to be near each other brought by their playful joking.

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f1xmalereader · 1 year

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Sleep is of the essence

Pairing: Max Verstappen x Male Reader

Prompt: This is what happens when you don't sleep.

Summary: When jet lag gets to you and you find it hard to fall asleep your boyfriend is there for you

Warnings: None, just fluff

You're lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling. Your mind races with thoughts, preventing you from falling asleep. You've been jet lagged for days, and it's starting to take a toll on you. You're exhausted, yet you can't seem to drift off.

Suddenly, you feel a warm hand on your back. You turn to see your boyfriend, Max Verstappen, lying next to you, a concerned expression on his face.

"This is what happens when you don't sleep," he says softly.

You let out a tired sigh, burying your face into his chest. "I know," you reply. "I just can't seem to shut off my brain."

Max rubs soothing circles into your back. "Don't worry about it. I'm here for you," he says reassuringly. "Just try to relax.

You close your eyes, taking deep breaths as you focus on Max's steady heartbeat. His touch is comforting, and soon you feel your body start to relax. You let out a deep breath, feeling yourself slip into a peaceful slumber.

When you wake up the following day, you feel refreshed and well-rested. You turn to see Max watching you, a small smile on his face.

"Feeling better?" he asks.

You nod, smiling back at him. "Thanks to you," you reply. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Max leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Anytime, love," he whispers. "I'm always here for you."

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miloformula123fan · 19 days

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Max Verstappen masterlist

before requesting, please read my guidelines here :)

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redskull199987 · 1 year

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I need more max verstappen x male reader from you pls love your work 👍👍

Champion & Captain

Max Verstappen x male!reader Request

Word count:0.7k

Warnings:none, it's fluff

Summary: Max had been away for three weeks. As he finally returns from his trip for Red Bull, you're more than exited

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To say that I was exited was an Understatement. Max had been away for three weeks now, flying around the world, doing stuff and Promo for Red Bull, while the Winter break.

I was no question, that I was exited to see him again.

I was walking up and down in the hallway of our apartment. I had been waiting for his arrival for the whole day, but half an hour ago, Max had texted me, that he arrived on the airport and was now in a cab on his way home.

My thoughts were racing, as I heard how the dorr to our apartment opened. Keys were thrown away and Shoes were discarded and only seconds later, I saw Max standing in the doorway. He looked rushed and his breathing was going heavy. But the moment our eyes met, a grin appeard on his face.

"I missed you.", He mumbled.

I couldn't help but laugh. I was so happy to see him again, as I finally walked over to him.

"I missed you too, my Champion", I said as I wrapped my arms around his middle.

Max giggled at my nickname for him and I felt how he softly kissed my neck. We parted a little , so that he could plant a kiss on my cheek, before pecking my lips.

I just looked at him for a second. HIs blue eyes that observed me so intently, his strong arms that were wrapped around me, the disshelved hair and his light stuble.

He was perfect in my eyes. There is nothing more that I would want in a Partner. He was all, I would ever need.

"Let's put your stuff away", I finally muttered and we were actually able to part, so that we could grab Max'suitcases.

"How was your trip by the way?", I asked, as we sorted through his clothes in the bedroom.

"I mean", Max eexplained,"It was fun i guess, but it would've been much better if you were with me."

I smiled at his words:"Next time, I promise."

"yeah sure, Captain.", Max laughed.

"Oh come on!", I complained and threw a T-Shirt at him. He had invented that nickname, since I started coaching a little athletics group here in Monaco. Which was exactly the reason, why I didn't join him on his trip. The kids took part in a tournament and what kind of Coach would I be if I left them behind?

"Did your Team at least win?", Max asked as he helped me stand up again.

"No", I mumbled and let myself fall down on the king sized bed,"But we got second place."

"You'll win next year.", Max encouraged me, as he let himslef fall down next to me.

"Oh I'm not upset", I smiled, as I turned around to face him,"the Kids had fun adn that's all that matters."

"You're right", Max agreed, as he inched closer. He raised his hand to softly caress my face.

"I truly missed you, Captain."He mumbled.

"I missed you too, Champion", I gtinned and leaned down to kiss him. For a second, I really felt at home, but then my eyes widened,as I felt how Max pulled me on top of him.

"What are you doing?!", I yelped, but before he could answer, my heaad hit his chest and I was fully lying on top of Max. I saw how he pulled a blanket over us.

"Let's just rest for a while", He explained with a smile on his lips.

"It's the middle of the day,.", I chuckled.

But Max was already closing his eyes, as he pulled me closer to him:"I don't care. I want to spend time with you"

"Yeah, you're probably right.",I agreed and laid my head down on his chest. I felt how Max breath grew calmer by the second.

"Max?", I mumbled before I closed my eyes too.

"Mmh?", he hummed.

"I love you.", I said softly and wrapped my arms around him a little tighter.

"I love you too, Captain.", Max mumbled before the two of us finally drifted of to sleep.

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zyonsay · 4 months

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that seb vettel has me thinking... what about some max verstappen x m!reader jealous hcs ;)) hope you had a merry christmas!

Jealousy Scenarios MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: Three scenarios of Max getting jelly

Reader: Male

Warnings: Feral Max, the last one includes smut

Now playing: 'Off to the races' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey there dear anon! i changed your request a bit and made scenarios. I hope you enjoy! <3

You guys are at a yacht party in Monaco and throughout the evening Max had seen one guy’s gaze lingering on you. He didn’t like that at all. The man had started a conversation with you and his eyes were basically undressing you. That’s when he decided to act. He walked over to you, sliding his arm around your waist and pressing a kiss to your temple. “Christian said he wanted to talk to us.”, the other man looked confused. With that, Max guided you away, smiling as he still had his arm around you. When you ask him about it, he’ll just say “I wanted you for myself”, with a big grin.

It was race day, Max was discussing some things with his strategist while you strolled around. Lewis spotted you and called out for you. He’s always liked you, it’s a shame that you got together with Max instead of him. But the dutch wasn’t stupid, he saw the heart eyes that Lewis gave you since the first time he met you. You thought Lewis was nice, but it was almost too obvious that he liked you. Suddenly, the brit’s nose lightly crinkled in disgust, and you felt two strong arms around you. You recognized that scent. “Hey lewis.”, you could basically hear the shit eating grin in Max’s voice. Lewis slowly backed up, excusing himself with some made up lie.

The house was dark, besides a few dim lamps. You were gasping and waling under Max. He was jerking you off at a painfully slow pace. “I bet he wishes he could hear you like that.”, he was talking about the guy that asked you for your number today. You whined while your legs trembled and your hands gripped Maxs hair. “Who do you belong to?”, his smile was evil and his hand brutally firm around your length. “you..”, you whispered.

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smoothoper44tor · 1 month

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Tortuous love

(🔖) Pairing: max verstappen x male! reader

(🔖) Summary: Mark is willing to give Max a love he has never experienced before.

(🔖) Genre: mostly fluff, angst

(🔖) Warning: jos verstappen, child abuse, daddy issues, jos verstappen again, English is not my first language

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Can you blame Max for finding relive in tortuous love? That’s all his father has ever taught him. Now he’s looking for his rude, soul devouring, soul taking love in everyone, and when he finds that person he holds them deeply with his long arms filled with hate.

He can’t love like a normal person, and he can’t give a healthy expression of his love to the persons that deserve it. That’s the most likely reason to why Max hated him at the begging. He was easy to love, he liked most of the things Max did or said, admired them even, and called him out respectfully when he did something he did not agree with, he was open about his feelings. Open. About his feelings. A true nightmare of a teammate if you had to ask him, especially after Daniel.

“God, Max- you’re so fucking amazing” his rookie teammate was hugging him as if his life depended on it, his sweat and the champagne rushing against Mark's blue helmet. He had won, but the brunette finished fourth, the first loser to miss the podium.

Max didn't felt that as a win, his father made sure he knew finishing first was his duty. Mark sure felt that as a win; he was congratulating him, telling him how amazing he was, and genuinely feeling happy for him. Truly a nightmare.

"Thanks" he murmured, before letting himself be dragged by the crowd of Red Bull employees.

Months after that, as they were preparing for the Emilia-Romagna Grand Prix, Mark had insisted in flying a couple of days early to enjoy the wonders of Italy. He had been trying to learn Italian for the last month, and Max can vividly remember the brunette hovering all over him with Italian catch-up lines.

When the brunette invited him to join his early flight he did, for some reason. He wasn't sure why he accepted, or why Mark invited him in the first place, but Max was happy about it.

At least, until he founded out his teammate had also invited Lando. It was understandable, after all, you two started in f1 the very same year, and were also known for having a very deep, heart moving friendship. Max wished he hadn't felt as relieved as he did when he saw Carlos approaching with the papaya pilot. Carlos was never mentioned in the first place, but he was relieved the Spanish was there, hoping he would be enough to take Lando a bit away from Mark, so that way he wo- Wait, why the fuck did he wanted Mark’s attention in the first place?

“Maxie” He was caught by the very one disturbing his mind. The brunette was giggling, his iPhone headphones hanging from his freckled neck. “You okay? You are not looking that good” Before Max could come with a cheap excuse, his teammate spoke again “I mean you do look good, you- shit! No. I didn’t mean it like- It’s not that I checked you out or anything, I just-" he was flustered, burning red colored all of his face. Max hadn’t even notice, been too focused on the other’s neck and the constellations forming there.

“It’s cool, I know what you meant” Mark sat next to him, hiding his face in between his hands. A brief smile danced in the blond face as he spoke again “I’m just thinking” Max leaned against the other, picking his shoulder “What are you listening?” The sudden, unexpected question seemed to erase every sight of blush. He jumped in his seat, practically throwing max one of the headphones in excitement.

Perhaps, Max had underestimated Mark’s abilities with language. When they arrived, he started speaking Italian more loosely than expected, not just catch-up lines, but actual sentences.

“You sound great” Max congratulated as the brunette handled him the ice cream he had just asked for.

“Grazie mille, signori” Max giggled, provoking on the other a soft pink blush. Mark was quick to lace their arms together, as he guided the dutch to the McLaren drivers, that were rambling over their ice creams some meters above them.

Max was still mad about his DNF in Belgium. He was demolished, not even the previous win in Germany was enough to make up for it. It was his duty after all, and every time he didn’t stand in the highest podium he was neglecting said duty.

In Italy, he finished eighth. Mark made it to podium, third place. Max wanted to hug him and congratulate his job as much as the other always did. He even ignored his dad calling him out about today just to rush over Mark. They hugged, and it felt great, it compensated all the insults and daggers Jos throw at him later.

“You’re coming to the party, right?” Mark big chocolate eyes were begging him, with a puppy gesture. He was ignoring all the congratulations, all the pats in his shoulder, everything, just for Max.

“Of course” He giggled, “Can’t miss your party”

Damn, maybe he should have missed the party. Max was blinded by the flashing lights and the stupidly loud music. Mark was nowhere to be seeing.

Daniel was the first person he bumped into. He was already tipsy, and offered the Dutch a shot of tequila. In a normal situation Max would have accepted it, hoping to easy his mind, but right now certain brunette who happened to be his teammate was the only thing occupying his mind, and the last he wanted was to kill that thought.

“Have you seen Mark?” His voice was came out a bit loud, hopping the Australian would hear him in between the nose. A subtle shade of red was covering his cheeks and the top of his ears.

“Markie?” Daniel screamed into him, making Max nod with discomfort. ”He was with Nando I think”

“Nando?” He furrowed his eyebrows at the mention of the Spanish man.

“No, wait. Not Nando, Lando!” Maybe Daniel had drink more than he thought in the first place. “I meant Lando! Yeah!” He screamed with a wide smile. Max gave the man a shy thanks, before starting his search for the other.

Mark was dancing with the other pilot, but soon left him when his eyes meet Max’s. Approaching him.

“You’re actually here” Max couldn’t bring himself to answer, too stunned by the way Mark’s big brown eyes seemed to shine. The man was truly beautiful.

“Can we go somewhere more private?” Max leaned into the other’s neck, almost brushing the freckles that adorned said skin with his lips. Mark shakes over the heat of Max breath hitting over him, gently rubbing the blond’s waist with his hand. He nodded, giving Lando a final look the dutch wasn’t able to describe. “It’s a great party” he said when they made it to the alley, his teammate’s hand was still in his waist, and Max was not going to be one to complain.

“You did well today. I’m not sure if I told you” Max got shy, again, when Mark mumbled his reassuring words. At this point Max found relieve in them, he no longer wanted to scream at him or punch him for them. Max had slowly come to terms with himself.

“I should be the one congratulating you” Max found himself leaning closer to the man, and the heat he emanated. “You did great Mark” His cocky grin expands at the dutch’s words.

“Thank you” Mark had his eyes glued at Max’s as they leaned closer. “Do I get a prize?” His other hand found the blond’s bareback as he still caressed his waist.

“For a third place?” Max mirrored the brunettes cocky gesture. They were centimetres apart, their breathings mixing in a heated sigh, battling to keep their hands for themselves.

“I did great, didn’t I?” Max leaned closer until there was no space left. He was kissing Mark, he was kissing the pink lips his found himself watching so often. Finally.

Mark pressed Max body against his, leaving no space between their bodies either. Right when the heat was emerging between them, Mark cracked a laugh, founding a confused pair of eyes locked at him. “That was great, like actually great”

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elihashadenough · 3 months

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Pairing: max verstappen x male reader (could be read by masc presenting people)

Summary: sometimes things go right in the moment but will they always be right? can they survive through the hardships of love? can their love hold the test of a treacherous path of love?

a/n: part 4 is here, i just wanted to take a moment and just say thank you to everyone showing love to all of my fics and yeah i hope you enjoy it :)

-> do not repost, copy or translate my works nor post them anywhere else. Read at your own risk. Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated.

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www.formula1news/redbulldriversinaromanticrelationship

Prepare yourselves for a revelation that could rock the foundations of the racing world. Fresh off yesterday's adrenaline-pumping race, an anonymous source has spilled the beans with compelling evidence, painting a scandalous picture of Redbull's rivalry duo. Forget podium celebrations; the two Redbull drivers weren't just celebrating their victories to an entirely unexpected level, engaging in intimate moments, sharing more than just victories. Brace yourselves, folks, because it appears the track rivalry has taken an unexpected turn into the realm of romance.

The whispers of the newfound romance between the two Redbull drivers are rippling through the media. Forget the professional facade; it seems that the thrill of victory has ignited a different kind of spark between the two Redbull racers. The photos and evidence speak volumes, capturing elusive moments that beg the question: are they more than just teammates?

In the cutthroat world of Formula 1, where rivalries are forged on the track, this off-track revelation is bound to send shockwaves. 'Friends' don't usually blur the lines between celebration and intimacy, and this newfound closeness could spell trouble for the Redbull team. With both star drivers romantically entangled, the impact on their on-track performance and the team dynamic is poised to be nothing short of sensational this season.

As the smokescreen of camaraderie lifts, the real question arises: will the on-track rivalry morph into a personal one? The last race already provided a glimpse into the friction between the drivers, and it seems the drama is just getting started. Will the asphalt become the stage for not only racing prowess but also a battleground for love and tension?

And let's not forget the intrigue surrounding Y/n, whose rumoured involvement with the Redbull driver were put to rest by his manager a couple seasons ago. One cannot help but think could this 'relationship' be the catalyst behind Y/n's abrupt shift from Ferrari to Redbull? The pieces of this scandalous puzzle are falling into place, unveiling a narrative that transcends the not so typical drama of the racing world.

Examining their career trajectories adds fuel to the fire. Y/n's journey began with a bang, securing P2 in his final Formula 2 race before joining McLaren in the 2016 season. After a brief stint, he spent seven years with Ferrari before the unexpected transfer to Redbull. Max, on the other hand, made his Formula 1 debut with Scuderia Toro Rosso in 2015, solidifying his place with Redbull in 2016 and staying put ever since.

The burning question remains: will this on-and-off track relationship sizzle into an exhilarating love story, or will it flame out in spectacular fashion? The impact on team dynamics and on-track relationships is poised to be monumental. Fasten your seatbelts, F1 fans – the next race might just be the battleground for love, rivalry, and everything in between. What are your predictions for this unprecedented twist in the Redbull saga? Share your thoughts as we watch this high-speed drama unfold on and off the track.

i haven't proof read this so if there were any mistakes, i'm sorry. But i hope you all enjoyed this, it took alot of effort and i'm very excited to post this. I hope you all have a wonderful day/night ❤️

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leosxrealm · 3 months

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002 — ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ

★— pairing(s): Max Verstappen x Male! Leclerc! Reader

★— warning(s): none!! except google translated French and Dutch, and possible grammar mistakes

★— (a/n): once again, idk a lot about karting so... the reader's missing a few teeth bc he's 8, that's why it says somewhere that he has a gummy smile. and dialogues have intentional grammar mistakes bc they’re both kids who’re learning english.

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08-11

"Max, right?" he hears the voice before he sees who says it.

You plop down next to him, shooting a smile his way. He just blinked at you, slightly confused as to who you were. You stare back at him, without saying anything. His eyes widen the slightest and you can see the exact moment he recognizes you.

"You're...vanaf die dag," he mumbles, more for him than you. His expression soon changes and you can't tell if he's confused or irritated or both. (...from that day.)

"Hm?" you tilt your head, not understanding what he said, but it seems like he had recognised you. Your innocent gesture reminded him of a small cat he had seen a few times around his mother's house in Belgium. He scowls at you, this time speaking in english, "What do you want?"

"Your name... Max, right?" you re-iterate your question from before. Max just looks at you. Genuinely confused, why the hell were you so adamant about talking to him?

"You are?" he asks a question of his own. you smile at him, maybe you are getting somewhere with him. "y/n," you say pointing to yourself just like you had a year ago.

He nods. Did this kid not know about stranger danger? Nevertheless, the least he could do was tell his name in return. "Max," he says, although you already seem to know his name. "Where from?" you question him, tilting your head once again.

"Netherlands," he shrugs, looking forward. You didn't think his behavior was rude, you were happy that at least he was indulging you this time. Maybe he was just in a bad mood the other day. Who knows?

"Where that?" you ask. He looks back at you, not knowing how to answer that, so he only says the only answer he could think of, "near Belgium."

He gets up and starts walking away before you could ask him where Belgium was. This time, you're left to watch his back as he walks up to an older man before the both of them leave together.

You leave them to their business, getting up to find one of your brothers to bother next.

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"Kat?" you jump at the sudden voice, dropping the ice cream you were eating. Eyes wide and mouth open in horror, you turn around to be face to face with Max?

You straighten up your back, quickly wiping your mouth to hide the evidence. Clearing your throat you ask him, "Why you here?"

He narrows his eyes slightly leaning over you (screw him and his tall ass) "Why are you hiding your ice - cream?"

"What? That not mine. I did not eat ice - cream?" you say, jumbling your words a little suspiciously too quickly. And Max, ever the smart, was quick to catch up on it.

"You not allowed to eat ice cream." He says, not as a question but as a statement. "I'm a big boy! I do what I want!" you scoff turning your back on him. Now looking at the ice cream on the ground, a frown etched onto your face.

You almost flinch when Max rests his hand on your shoulder. He slowly turns you around, a guilty feeling washing over him after seeing your sad expression. You looked ready to cry. "I will buy you new one," the words leave his mouth before he could even think.

"Huh?" you look up at him, confused. "Wha-?"

"I'm sorry," he says fumbling with his fingers. He didn't know what else to do. He wasn't trying to scare you and make you drop your ice cream. So, he did the only thing that felt right to him.

"Oh... It- It's okay," you try to refuse his offer but Max is already dragging you by your hand to the vendors.

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"Which one?" Max asks, pointing toward the different popsicle options they had. "That one!" you exclaim in glee, looking up at him with a gummy smile. Max pulls out his wallet, taking out the last few bills he had in there.

He looks back at you once again. You're taking the popsicle from the vendor. He heaves out a sigh, damn that smile. He gives the money to the vendor, walking out of the line for the others to order.

He looks to his side, to you. You're excitedly tearing open the wrapper. He huffs out a breath, stuffing his hands in his pockets, walking next to you. It was worth it, he thinks.

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Max doesn't know where he is. The only one he knows here is you. "Come on!" you say taking his hand in yours. He did it before, surely he wouldn't mind if you held his hand, right? He doesn't pull back.

"Kat?" he questions as you drag him to a bench.

"Kat?" you question, as you sit down next to him. "Uhh..." he mutters, trying to find words to explain it to you. "Kat?" he says, you tilt your head again. You shrug, not understanding him at all.

He looks around him, before tapping your shoulder to grab your attention. "Kat!" he exclaims pointing to a girl wearing cat ears headband. You look to where he's pointing. You scrunch up your face and turn back to him. "I'm not girl!" you say angrily, angry that your new friend was calling you a girl. Girls have cooties, and you didn't!

"Ha?" he lets out a confused noise, before understanding the situation. He shakes his head. "No no. that not- I meant-" he starts before giving up and using hand gestures to explain instead. He makes cat ears on top of his head using his fingers, similar to what the girl was wearing. Your mouth forms an "o" in understanding.

"Meow?" you question "Meow," he nods.

"Chat."

"Hm?" he turns to you. "Chat?" he questions, trying to say the way you had, failing miserably. You laugh at that. Before saying it again, this time slower. "C,h,a,t," he says, slowly, finally managing to get the pronunciation right. (pronounced- sha)

"What's chat?" he questions again. "Meow," you reply before going back to happily eating your popsicle. "What language?" he questions. "French!" you say excitedly, happy to talk to your new friend.

"You're French?" You shake your head, "No." He was really confused now, he doesn't know another country that speaks French.

"Then?"

"Monegasque! Fro- from Monaco," you reply with a big smile. Truth be told, Max had never heard of that country. He wasn't really interested in geography at the moment, too busy trying to make a career in motorsport. He makes a mental note to search for that country later.

He breaks out of his thoughts when he hears a squeal next to him and a body colliding with his. He looks down to see you hugging him. Before he could do anything about it, you push yourself away from him, holding up your ice cream stick to show him the words imprinted on it in bold letters.

ᴡ ɪ ɴ ɴ ᴇ ʀ, it read. You laugh, a toothy smile present on your face, "Free ice cream!" You hug him again, joy practically radiating out of you. Yup, spending his last bit of pocket money was worth it.

(a/n): this was supposed to be chapter 3 or 4. but i had some trouble with ch- 2 so i decided to post this instead. school's been killing me and i haven't been able to write anything this week. next chapter will definitely be more interesting (hopefully) lmk if you wanna be added to the taglist :]

HC: max started learning more about geography bc of lil y/n

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maxvkisser · 13 days

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could we get a cute fluffy jealous max 👀👀 maybe reader is also a driver for redbull and max's bf but max cant help to get a little jealous when he sees reader chatting with another driver or maybe an engineer 🤞🤞

JEALOUSY JEALOUSY ᴹⱽ¹

summery - jealous max

reader - male

warnings - jealousy? none really

a/n- ty for the req! sorry it took me so long

You were a driver for redbull, right now you were talking to one of your engineers about whatever, it wasn't even race related and Max could hear that, and it pissed him off. You could feel Max's eyes bore into the back of your neck, moments later he walked up to you and started tapping on the side of your stomach, trying to chance your attention from the engineer to him, you giggled and looked at him "what?" you asked while smiling at your boyfriend, Max didn't answer and pulled on your race suit "come with me" he said, you could tell he was jealous from the tone of his voice, you excused yourself and went with Max to his drivers room. "What's up with you?" you asked while chuckling as he closed the door to his drivers room as the two of you walked in, Max said nothing and pushed you onto the 'bed', nuzzling into the crook of your neck "Maxxxx" you giggled and he simply let out a noise. "mine" he mumbled and kissed the side of your neck, kissing up to your check and then lips, you kissed him back while smiling, after the kiss Max went back to nuzzling into your neck and giving you little kisses once in a while.

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