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Charles Leclerc x Male reader

"Is it worth it?"

I'm slowly trying to get back to writing so updates might have like days gap in between or maybe a week, depends on my mood really, but I will try to write as often as I used to. It's just author's block is a bitch.

Prolly gonna be one of those typical angst stories but eh, angst was what I wanted when writing this.

I will be opening my requests for a bit maybe I might get some interesting stuff.

Warning: mentions of sex but no actual sex or maybe a few lines referencing it(?) Idk really

Here I am standing all alone in the pouring rain on the streets of monaco, I country I once was delighted to call home. Walking around aimlessly I can't help but think back to the events that lead to this ending and letting the tears slide down my rosy cheeks. I think back to the times I once was in his arms as how she is now, how he would tell me how much he loved me and hold me tight while cuddling on the couch, slowly falling asleep to a movie we both don't really care about.

We lay on the couch my face buried in his chest, his hand on my waist holding me tight the other playing with my hair.

"Charles, will you ever find someone better than me?"

I ask letting my insecurity take over for a moment.

"Mon cour, tell me, how can I find something better than perfection?" He says with a chuckle while he pull my hair softly so I am now forced to look up at him.

"You're unbelievable." I say while my cheeks turn a shade of pink. "I guess I'm just afraid that you will one day get tired of me, or see someone better than me, I'm just afraid that the last 4 years of my life with would just go down the drain like it meant nothing." I continue now having teary eyes and burying my face back in chest wetting his shirt a bit.

"Don't ever think that, I will never leave you, you have been the best thing to happen to me. I have not woken up a single day for the past 4 years without wondering why you chose me, why you noticed me?" He says now sitting us both up with me on his lap and his hands now I my cheeks wiping the stray tears that are still falling down.

I look at his face, watery eyes meeting mine.

"Don't ever think that you are someone not worth keeping, I love you and I promise to be with you forever."

I sit down on the wet pavement, my tears not stopping yet. Not being able to holdback the sadness, I pat my pockets feeling for my phone and wallet before realizing I left them at his apartment along with the groceries I just bought.

"Charles?" I say loudly, not hearing a reply I try again.

"Charles?" I say a bit louder.

I decide to get comfortable first, hanging my jacket on the coat rack, removing my shoes and putting on my crocs. As walk to our bedroom I hear grunting, I walked slower trying to concentrate on the noise until I heard a feminine voice.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, chaaarles aahh, fuck you're so biiig."

"I know, now just keep quiet so I can hear if he's back yet." I hear charles say breathily with a few grunts in between.

Hearing him grunting in pleasure and the moaning woman broke me, I knew it was only a matter of time. That one day he would find someone better, and I guess today was the day, or atleast the day I found out. With my mind plagued with the thoughts of them together, naked, having sex, I ran out of the apartment trying to be quiet but on my way to the door I bumped into a picture frame hearing the glass shatter. I looked at the frame through blurry eyes, kneeling down to pick it up and looking at what the photo was, it was me and charles standing on a balcony at sunset, his arm wrapped around my waist, my head on his shoulder our backs towards the sun with smiles on our face.

"I think I heard something break outside." I heard charles' voice say still breathing heavily.

I put the now broken picture frame faced down on the coffee table. Running towards the door, I grabbed my jacket from the rack and put it on. I left the apartment having a feeling I forgot something.

"Even after all these years I'm still so gullible, not being able to see through those empty promises and guilty smiles." I chuckled to myself pulling my legs close to my chest and placing my head on my knees.

"I knew it was only a matter of time, I wanted to atleast savour the fleeting moments I had with him, I knew something was up when he started staying out late more often. I should've known, I SHOULD'VE FUCKING KNOWN LOVE IS NOT SOMETHING I DESERVE." I scream the last parts now looking at the sky laughing loudly to myself. As I feel the cold rain pour on my face with my eyes closed I relapse back to a time when I feel down I would always run to him, and he would make my problems go away.

"Mon cour, what's wrong? I'm in the middle of something at the moment." He says through the phone sounding a bit annoyed.

"Ow uhm sorry, I just ah- nevermind, goodluck today." I say, my voice cracking up a bit, hoping he didn't hear it, as I immidiately end the call. But a few seconds later he called me, doubting whether I should answer it or not, until the call went to voicemail. He immidiately called again this time I pick it up.

"Come on, amour, tell me, what's wrong? I always have time for you." He says with concern replacing annoyance.

"It's nothing really, just the anxiety hitting."

"Sorry I can't be there right now, babe, just caught up with work right now. But I'm almost done, so I might be there in say 30 minutes? Then we can cuddle on the bed and put on a movie?"

"O-okay, thanks, I'll be waiting, bye and goodluck." I say now with a smile.

"Okay, ciao amour." He says before hanging up.

True to his word, he arrived 30 minutes later, with my favourite snacks in hand.

"Ciao." He said as he saw me laying on the hotel bed wrapped in a blanket.

"Ciao." I say with a huge smile on my face spotting my favourite snacks.

"Sorry about earlier, bebe, was just busy at the track." He says with a sympathetic smile.

"It's okay, work is more important anyway, but what matters now is that you're here." I say unwrapping the blanket around me and making my way towards him. As I reach him a give him a kiss and reaching for the snackbag.

"I'm just gonna have a quick shower and change then we can start, sound good?" He says smiling widely before booping my nose and making his way towards the shower.

"Yea, sounds good."

As I sob on the sidewalk I hear a voice call my name immidiately knowing who it was.

"Y/n? Y/n! Bebe what's wrong? I heard something break in the living room and saw your phone and wallet on the kitchen counter along with the groceries." He says concerned, but now that I look at him properly, it looked fake, a look that you would give to a person you don't care about.

"Ow it's just nothing, I just needed to clear my mind." I say feigning a smile, luckily he bought it.

"Let's go back, you'll catch a cold." He says with a small laugh as he takes my hand pulling me up and giving me a hug.

'He still smells of sex.' I thought to myself.

"Okay." I say walking with him hand in hand back to our or rather his apartment.

I felt disgusted, did he even notice? Does he even know that I now know? Does he even care? Is he ignoring it hoping it would all blow over? Is it even worth it at this point? Is pretending a game I can play? Is keeping everything in, worth it to keep him? Is he even worth it anymore?

I look at him once more, seeing him still with a smile.

'Am I the reason for that smile or was she?'

Been a while but eh, creative juice not in me rn. Hope you enjoyed? Requests are open for a bit send something you want written or idk, peace ✌️.

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Could I request Lance Stroll with an entrepreneur/celebrity boyfriend? i see he’s not on your list but no one else writes for him for male readers :(

More famous

Lance Stroll x Male Reader

I'll do it just this once

You and Lance Stroll had been dating for a few months, and things were going great. Even though he was a famous Formula One driver, you enjoyed spending time together and exploring new places. But sometimes, being in the public eye could be a bit overwhelming.

One day, you were out with Lance grabbing a coffee when a group recognised you and approached you for autographs and pictures. Lance was standing next to you, but none of them seemed to recognise him. You couldn't help but chuckle at the situation.

One fan, a woman in her mid-twenties, approached you and asked for a photo. "Oh my God, I love your work," she gushed. "Can I get a picture with you?"

You smiled and obliged, posing with her for the photo. As she walked away, Lance turned to you with a grin. "Looks like you're more famous than I am," he joked.

You rolled your eyes playfully. "Hardly. I'm just a writer. You're a world-famous athlete."

He shrugged. "I guess it's just different audiences."

As you continued walking, another group of fans approached you. This time, a young couple recognised you from your latest book. They asked for a photo with you, and you happily obliged. Lance stood back and watched, amused.

After they left, you turned to him. "You know, you're going to have to get used to being the less famous one in this relationship."

He chuckled. "I'm not worried about it. I'm just happy to be with you."

You smiled, feeling a warm flush of affection. "Me too."

As you walked away, hand in hand, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the way Lance took everything in stride. It wasn't always easy dating a famous athlete, but with him by your side, you knew you could handle anything.

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Could I request Lance Stroll with an entrepreneur/celebrity boyfriend? i see he’s not on your list but no one else writes for him for male readers :(

More famous

Lance Stroll x Male Reader

I'll do it just this once

You and Lance Stroll had been dating for a few months, and things were going great. Even though he was a famous Formula One driver, you enjoyed spending time together and exploring new places. But sometimes, being in the public eye could be a bit overwhelming.

One day, you were out with Lance grabbing a coffee when a group recognised you and approached you for autographs and pictures. Lance was standing next to you, but none of them seemed to recognise him. You couldn't help but chuckle at the situation.

One fan, a woman in her mid-twenties, approached you and asked for a photo. "Oh my God, I love your work," she gushed. "Can I get a picture with you?"

You smiled and obliged, posing with her for the photo. As she walked away, Lance turned to you with a grin. "Looks like you're more famous than I am," he joked.

You rolled your eyes playfully. "Hardly. I'm just a writer. You're a world-famous athlete."

He shrugged. "I guess it's just different audiences."

As you continued walking, another group of fans approached you. This time, a young couple recognised you from your latest book. They asked for a photo with you, and you happily obliged. Lance stood back and watched, amused.

After they left, you turned to him. "You know, you're going to have to get used to being the less famous one in this relationship."

He chuckled. "I'm not worried about it. I'm just happy to be with you."

You smiled, feeling a warm flush of affection. "Me too."

As you walked away, hand in hand, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the way Lance took everything in stride. It wasn't always easy dating a famous athlete, but with him by your side, you knew you could handle anything.

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Media Scandal

Charles Leclerc x Male Reader

Crashing with the driver f1 bingo

You and Charles have been dating for a few months now, and you both love the thrill of racing. You drive for Red Bull, and he drives for Ferrari. Today, however, the excitement turned into something else entirely. As you were both driving around the track, you accidentally collided with Charles, and the accident was pretty severe.

The media was all over it, blowing it out of proportion and making it seem like some massive scandal. But honestly, you and Charles didn't really care all that much. Accidents happen, and you both knew the risks of racing.

After the race, the media swarmed you both, asking you a ton of questions about the accident. Charles put on a brave face and answered them all with his usual charming smile, while you stayed silent, letting him take the brunt of it.

"Charles, how do you feel after the accident?" one reporter asked.

"I'm just glad that we're both okay," Charles replied. "Accidents happen, and it's part of the sport. I'm just looking forward to getting back out there and racing again."

"And what about your relationship with Y/N?" another reporter asked. "Do you think this will affect things between you two?"

Charles smiled again. "Our relationship is strong, and nothing can change that. We're both professionals, and we know how to separate our personal lives from our professional ones. This won't affect us at all."

You couldn't help but smile at Charles' words. He was always so good at handling the media, and you were grateful to have him by your side.

A few days later, the media was still talking about the accident. They had blown it up into some huge scandal, and it seemed like every news outlet in the world was talking about it.

You and Charles were sitting in your hotel room, watching the news coverage on TV.

"I can't believe they're still talking about this," you said, shaking your head.

Charles chuckled. "What did you expect? The media loves a good scandal."

"I know, but it's just ridiculous. We're both okay, and that's what really matters."

Charles put his arm around you, pulling you closer to him. "I know, love. But don't let them get to you. We know the truth, and that's all that matters."

You leaned your head on his shoulder, taking comfort in his embrace. He was right. You didn't need the approval of the media to know that your relationship was strong, and that the accident was just a small blip on the radar.

"Thanks, Charles," you said, looking up at him. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

He smiled down at you. "You'll never have to find out, love. I'll always be here for you."

And with that, you both settled in to watch the rest of the news coverage, content in the knowledge that your relationship was stronger than any scandal the media could come up with.

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Road trip

Alex Albon x Male Reader (Platonic)

Road trip f1 bingo

You and Alex Albon were assigned to do a PR video for Williams, which involved going on a road trip together. You were excited to spend some time with your teammate outside of the track, and Alex seemed equally eager.

As you hit the road, Alex took the wheel, and you settled into the passenger seat. The plan was to drive around the countryside, showcasing the beautiful scenery and talking about the upcoming races. However, things didn't go as planned.

After a few hours of driving, Alex suddenly realized that he had taken a wrong turn, and you were now completely lost. "Damn it," he muttered under his breath, "I should have brought a GPS."

You tried to reassure him, "It's okay, we can just ask for directions."

Alex shook his head, "I don't want to admit to the camera crew that we got lost. We need to figure this out ourselves."

You nodded, understanding the pressure that came with being in the public eye. "Alright then, let's try to find our way back."

As you drove deeper into the countryside, the road became bumpier and the scenery more rustic. You couldn't help but feel a sense of adventure, even though you were lost.

"You know," Alex said, breaking the silence, "this isn't so bad. It's nice to get away from the track for a while."

You smiled, "I know what you mean. It's good to have a change of pace."

As you drove on, the conversation flowed freely between you and Alex. You talked about everything from racing to your personal lives, and the more you talked, the more you realized how much you had in common.

After a while, you finally stumbled upon a small town, and Alex pulled over to ask for directions. The locals were friendly and helpful, and you soon found your way back to the main road.

As you continued your road trip, you felt a newfound bond with Alex, and you knew that this experience would bring you closer together both on and off the track.

When you and Alex finally made it back to the Williams factory, the PR team was waiting for you. They seemed a bit concerned that you had taken longer than expected, but you explained that you had gotten lost along the way.

Despite the slight setback, the PR team was thrilled with the footage that you and Alex had captured. They praised your chemistry on camera and the way you had both handled the unexpected turn of events.

As you and Alex made your way back to the team's garage, you felt a sense of camaraderie that you hadn't experienced before. You knew that you could count on each other not just on the track, but in life as well.

Over the next few weeks, you and Alex continued to bond over your shared experience. You went out to dinner together, explored the city, and even went on a few more road trips (although you made sure to bring a GPS this time).

As the season progressed, you and Alex became one of the strongest driver pairings in the paddock. You worked together seamlessly on the track, sharing information and pushing each other to be better. Off the track, you continued to grow closer, forming a strong friendship that would last for years to come.

Looking back on that road trip, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected detour that had brought you and Alex together. Sometimes, it's the unexpected moments that bring people together, and you were glad that you had experienced that firsthand.

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Picnic date

Mick Schumacher x Male Reader

Picnic date f1 bingo

You wake up with a smile on your face, knowing that today is the day you've been waiting for. You're going on a picnic date with your boyfriend, Mick Schumacher. You met him a few months ago at a race and have been dating ever since. You're excited to spend the day with him and enjoy each other's company.

As you get ready, you can't help but feel a little nervous. This is the first time you're going on a picnic with Mick, and you want everything to be perfect. You pack a basket full of food and drinks and head to the park where you agreed to meet him.

When you arrive, you see Mick sitting on a blanket, waiting for you. He looks up and smiles as he sees you approaching. "Hey, you made it!" he says, standing up to greet you with a hug.

"Of course, I wouldn't miss this for the world," you reply, returning his hug. You can feel your nerves starting to fade away as you settle into his embrace.

Mick takes your hand and leads you to the blanket. "I hope you're hungry," he says, opening the basket. "I brought sandwiches, fruit, and some of my mom's famous chocolate chip cookies."

"Wow, you really went all out," you say, impressed by his effort.

Mick grins. "I wanted to make sure we had a good time."

As you eat, you talk about everything and anything, from your favorite music to your dreams for the future. You laugh and joke around, feeling more comfortable with each passing minute.

After you finish eating, Mick takes out a soccer ball from his bag. "Want to play a little?" he asks, gesturing to the open field nearby.

"Sure, I'm not the best at soccer, but I'll try," you say, standing up.

Mick laughs. "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you."

The two of you spend the next hour playing soccer, kicking the ball back and forth, and scoring a few goals. You're surprised at how good Mick is, and he seems to be having just as much fun as you are.

As the sun starts to set, you both sit back down on the blanket, watching the sky turn orange and pink. "This has been such a great day," you say, leaning your head on Mick's shoulder.

"It really has," he agrees, wrapping an arm around you. "I'm glad we did this."

You look up at him and smile. "Me too."

The rest of the evening is spent talking and enjoying each other's company. As the night grows darker, you pack up your things and walk back to your car. Mick takes your hand and gives it a squeeze. "Thanks for a great day," he says, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you for everything," you reply, feeling grateful for the time you've spent together. "I can't wait to do it again."

Mick grins. "Me too." As you drive away, you can't help but feel like this is just the beginning of something special.

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McLaren vs Williams

Daniel Ricciardo x Brother Reader

Warnings: Violence, anger, crash

You feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins as you strap yourself into the cockpit of your Williams. Today is race day, and you can feel the excitement building inside of you. As you make your way to the starting grid, you catch a glimpse of Daniel Ricciardo, your older brother and one of the top drivers in Formula 1.

As the lights go out, you push your car to the limit, weaving in and out of the other drivers. But as you approach a tight corner, you see Lando Norris in your peripheral vision. You try to brake, but it's too late. The two of you collide, sending both of your cars careening off the track.

You emerge from the wreckage unscathed, but angry. You storm over to Lando in parc ferme, ready to confront him about the crash. But before you can say anything, he starts shouting at you, blaming you for the collision.

The situation quickly escalates, and before you know it, you and Lando are pushing and shoving each other. The other drivers and team members try to intervene, but you're both too angry to listen.

Eventually, the FIA officials arrive and break up the fight. You and Lando are both reprimanded and fined for your behavior. Your team, Williams, is not pleased with your actions and you receive a stern warning from your boss.

But the worst part of it all is Daniel's reaction. He's furious with you for getting into a physical altercation with his teammate. He tells you that he can't believe you would be so unprofessional and that you've brought shame to your family.

You try to explain your side of the story, but he's not interested in hearing it. He tells you that he needs some time to cool off and walks away.

You're left standing there, feeling like a complete failure. You never meant for things to get so out of hand, but now you've caused a rift between yourself and your brother. You vow to do better in the future and make amends with Daniel, but you know it will take time to earn back his trust and respect.

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could i request a charles or mick insta au with a singer reader? maybe use conan gray (or johnny orlando) as the fc? like show one of the singer on stage? i could do you a picture of what i’m referring to

Charles Leclerc x Male Reader Insta AU [Singer Edition]

Y/N Posted

Thank you New York for such a special night. Will be one to remember for sure.

Charles Leclerc: Love listening to you mon beau

Y/NFan: I was front row. Can't wait for your next concert

Charles Leclerc Posted

Date night with the hottest man I know

Y/N: Who's that guy then

Lando Norris: Not you mate

F1Gossip: I'm jealous of Leclerc

Y/N Posted

Forcing him to listen to my music while he drives us around

Charles Leclerc: Entertaining as always 😉

16Fan: So Y/N is a passenger prince

Y/N: Absolutely

F1 Gossip Posted

A leaked photo of Charles Leclerc and Y/N L/N has been going around.

Y/N: Has to be my favourite photo of us

LeclercFan: Omg they've seen it

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thx for your response ! so, i was thinking about a Pierre gasly x driver!reader, where the reader had an accident and Pierre help us during our recovery, or something like that !

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Road to Recovery

Pierre Gasly x Male Reader

You were lying in the hospital bed, your body aching and bruised from the accident you had been in. It had been a terrifying experience, and you were grateful to be alive, but the road to recovery was going to be a long one. You were grateful for the marshals that came to your aid straight away.

As you lay there, lost in your thoughts, you heard a knock on the door. You looked up to see Pierre Gasly, your teammate, standing in the doorway. You were surprised to see him there, but also grateful for the company. You two didn’t hate each other but you weren’t really friends either, more like work colleagues who had to be friendly.

"Hey there," Pierre said, a warm smile on his face. "I wanted to come and check on you. How are you feeling?"

You couldn't help but feel a little starstruck as you looked up at him. "I'm okay," you replied. "Just a little sore."

Pierre pulled up a chair and sat down next to your bed. "I can't even imagine what you're going through," he said. "But I want you to know that I'm here for you. If there's anything you need, just let me know."

Over the next few days, Pierre visited you regularly, bringing books and movies to keep you entertained during your recovery. He also helped you with your physical therapy, encouraging you to push yourself even when it was difficult.

As you got better, Pierre continued to check in on you, even after you were discharged from the hospital. He would text you to see how you were doing and invite you to come to the races to watch him compete. It was bittersweet to see someone racing in your place, but Pierre was always there to remind you that a seat would be waiting for you when you recovered.

Thanks to Pierre's kindness and support, you made a full recovery and were able to get back to your normal life. You were grateful for his help and knew that you would always be a fan of his, both on and off the track. He got you a reserve seat with Alpine, being testimony to how hard you had worked and you promised to give it your all.

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Comfort in your arms

Max Verstappen x Male Reader

Prompt: Falling asleep in the drivers room - f1 bingo

You were exhausted from the excitement of the race day, and all you wanted was to collapse in a comfortable bed and let the sleep take over. As you stepped into Max's room, you couldn't help but let out a contented sigh.

Max greeted you with a warm smile, and you leaned in for a gentle kiss. The room was dimly lit, and the only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioning unit. The bed was unmade, and you couldn't resist the urge to flop down onto the mattress.

Max chuckled as he watched you bury yourself in the pillows, and he sat down beside you. You snuggled up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, and he draped an arm over your shoulders.

"I'm so tired," you murmured, nuzzling into his chest.

"I know," he said, stroking your hair. "You did a great job today. I'm so proud of you."

You smiled, feeling a rush of warmth at his words. Max always knew how to make you feel better, even when you were at your lowest. You closed your eyes, listening to the steady beat of his heart, and soon enough, you were drifting off to sleep.

As you fell deeper into slumber, you felt Max shift, tucking the blanket around you and adjusting the pillows. He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead before settling back down beside you, his arms still wrapped tightly around you.

You felt safe and loved in his embrace, and you knew that no matter what happened in the future, you would always have Max by your side. As you surrendered to sleep, you whispered his name softly, feeling contented and grateful for the love you shared.

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Hi, can I request a max verstappen x male reader? Maybe the reader is in his first year of f1, he’s in Mercedes, McLaren or Aston Martin. Him and max are kind of enemies because the reader and max are battling for the first place in every race, they are really close in points and max is “mad” because he is supposed to be the best (reader is totally chill about it) and one day in a party max sees the reader and realize that he has a crush on him, and some time after he confesses and the reader invites him to a date, maybe a quick cute kiss and max blushes a lot and is a happy ending?

SORRY IF ITS TO LONG, I GOT INSPIRED 😭

One fateful night

Max Verstappen x Male Reader

You've always had a passion for racing ever since you were a kid. It was your dream to become a Formula One driver and after years of hard work, you finally made it to the big leagues. You were now in your first year of F1, racing for McLaren alongside your talented teammate, Lando Norris.

But there was one driver who always seemed to get under your skin - Max Verstappen. The two of you were constantly battling for the top spot in every race, and it was clear that Max was not used to having someone challenge him like you did. He was supposed to be the best, but you were giving him a run for his money.

You didn't hate Max, per se, but you didn't exactly like him either. There was always a bit of tension between the two of you, and you couldn't help but feel a bit competitive around him. He was a great driver, but so were you, and you were determined to prove that you were just as good as he was.

One night, after a particularly grueling race, you decided to let off some steam by attending a party hosted by one of your fellow F1 drivers. You weren't really in the mood to socialize, but you figured it would be a good way to unwind after a stressful day.

As you made your way through the crowded room, you suddenly found yourself face-to-face with Max. He was standing off to the side, nursing a drink, and he looked just as surprised to see you as you were to see him.

For a few seconds, the two of you just stood there, sizing each other up. You could feel the tension between you, but there was something else there too - a spark of attraction that neither of you could deny.

It was Max who broke the silence. "Hey," he said, a hint of a smile on his lips. "I didn't expect to see you here."

You shrugged. "Yeah, I just needed to blow off some steam. You?"

"Same," Max said, taking a sip of his drink. "It's been a tough season so far."

You nodded, knowing exactly what he meant. "Yeah, but it's been exciting, hasn't it? I mean, we're both pretty close in the points."

Max's expression turned serious. "Yeah, we are. But I'm going to beat you, you know that right?"

You grinned, feeling a surge of competitiveness. "I wouldn't be so sure about that, Max."

The two of you bantered back and forth for a few more minutes, but eventually, you found yourselves sitting on a couch, talking about everything and nothing at all. You were surprised by how easy it was to talk to Max - you had always assumed that he was just a cocky, arrogant driver, but he was actually kind of funny and charming.

As the night wore on, you realized that you were actually having a good time. You didn't even mind that you were hanging out with your supposed rival - if anything, it was kind of exciting.

At one point, Max leaned in closer to you, his eyes glittering in the dim light. "Can I tell you something?" he asked, his voice low.

You nodded, intrigued. "Yeah, of course."

Max took a deep breath. "I've been thinking about you a lot lately," he admitted. "I mean, not just as a competitor, but...in a different way."

Your heart skipped a beat as you realized what he was saying. "You mean...you mean that you like me?" you asked, your heart racing.

Max nodded, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Yeah, I do. I know it's weird, since we've been competing against each other and all, but I can't help it. I just...really like you."

You felt a wave of warmth spread through you, and before you knew it, you were leaning in to kiss Max. It was a quick, chaste kiss, but it was enough to make Max's cheeks turn even redder.

"I like you too, Max," you said, smiling at him. "I had no idea that you felt the same way."

Max grinned back at you, looking happier than you had ever seen him before. "I'm glad I finally had the guts to tell you," he said. "So, uh, would you like to go on a date with me sometime?"

You nodded eagerly. "Yes, I would love that."

The rest of the night passed in a blur of excitement and happiness. You and Max exchanged phone numbers and made plans to meet up again soon. As you walked out of the party together, your hand in Max's, you couldn't help but feel like you were on top of the world.

You had never expected to fall for your rival, but there was something about Max that just drew you in. Maybe it was the way he looked when he was racing, or the way he talked about his passion for the sport. Whatever it was, you knew that you were in for an exciting ride.

As you climbed into your car and drove away, you couldn't help but feel grateful for this unexpected turn of events. Who knew that a chance encounter at a party could lead to something so special?

You were excited to see where things would go with Max, both on and off the track. One thing was for sure - your heart was racing, and you knew that this was only the beginning.

[male-reader-fanfic]

Can I request a Sebastian vettel x male reader? (Platonic) reader is the youngest pilot of alll of them (18-19) and he’s really good, Sebastian is like his father figure, he gives him advices of life and racing, at the end the reader is the champion of the world and den is like “I’m so proud of you son” and reader cries? [alexa play daddy issues by the neighbourhood]

Proud of you

Sebastian Vettel x Teen Reader

(Platonic)

You were the youngest F1 driver of all of them, at just 18 years old. But despite your age, you were already making a name for yourself in the sport. You had a natural talent for driving, and you worked hard to improve your skills every day.

Sebastian Vettel, a four-time world champion and one of the most respected drivers in the sport, had taken you under his wing. He saw something special in you and was determined to help you reach your full potential.

Over the years, Sebastian had become like a father figure to you. He gave you advice not just on racing, but on life in general. He taught you about perseverance, determination, and the importance of never giving up on your dreams.

As the season progressed, you found yourself at the top of the leaderboard more and more often. You were getting better and better with each race, and the other drivers were starting to take notice.

Finally, the day came when you won the championship. You couldn't believe it - you had accomplished something that many drivers could only dream of.

As you stepped out of your car, Sebastian was there waiting for you. He pulled you into a tight embrace, and you felt tears streaming down your face.

"I'm so proud of you, son," Sebastian said, his voice filled with emotion. "You've worked so hard for this, and you deserve every bit of it."

You couldn't find the words to express how grateful you were to Sebastian for everything he had done for you. All you could do was hold onto him tightly and cry tears of joy.

From that day on, you knew that you would always be grateful to Sebastian for being your mentor and friend. And you were determined to continue making him proud for years to come.

[male-reader-fanfic]

Hey, hope you're doing well

would you maybe do a Fernando x son!reader hcs?

-🏁💚

Fernando Alonso x Son Reader Headcannons

On race days, Fernando always wakes you up early, ensuring you have enough time to get ready and accompany him to the track. He knows you love the atmosphere and the energy, and he wouldn't want you to miss a single moment.

You've always admired Fernando's passion and determination, and you try your best to adopt his fiery personality. When you're at the track, you're just as intense and focused as he is, cheering him on and shouting at the TV when things don't go his way.

You and Fernando have a particular pre-race routine that you always follow. It's a small moment, but it helps both of you get in the right mindset before the race.

When Fernando's on track, you're on the edge of your seat, holding your breath with every turn and every pass. You know how important every moment is to him, and you want to support him every step of the way.

Even though you're just a kid, Fernando takes your opinions seriously. He knows that you have a unique perspective on the sport, and he values your input and feedback. You've even helped him make decisions about his car setup!

After every race, win or lose, Fernando always takes the time to debrief with you. He'll sit down with you and go over every detail of the race, explaining what worked and what didn't, and asking for your thoughts and opinions.

You and Fernando have a secret handshake that you do before every race. It's your way of showing your support and reminding him that you're there for him, no matter what happens.

Sometimes, when Fernando is feeling stressed or overwhelmed, he'll take a few moments to sit with you and talk about something unrelated to racing. It helps him clear his head and refocus his energy, and it's a nice moment for both of you just to chat and relax.

You and Fernando have a lot of inside jokes and nicknames for each other. He calls you "little champion" because of your fiery personality, and you call him "senor speed" because of his lightning-fast reflexes on the track.

Even when Fernando is away racing, he always calls and checks in with you every day. He knows how important it is to stay connected, and he wants you to know that you are still important to him.

[male-reader-fanfic]

Hello how are you? I hope so, sorry to bother you, but can I request one where the reader and Charles Leclerc are rivals of the type who exchange very few words, are distant but at the same time are obsessed with each other. They are always exchanging glances. They feel something for each other but never admitted it because they are afraid, until Charles's birthday, friends threw a party for him. Charles had drunk a lot and the reader decided to take care of him, in an act of impulse the monegasque kisses him.

Sorry for this being so long 😅

Enemies to lovers

Charles Leclerc x Male Reader

You and Charles Leclerc have been rivals for as long as you can remember. You have always been neck and neck when it comes to performance. Despite this, you hardly ever speak to each other, and when you do, it's only to exchange a few curt words.

You've always been aware of Charles's presence, and you know he feels the same about you. You catch each other's glances across the track, in the paddock, and in the press conferences. There's something unspoken between you, a tension that never seems to dissipate.

It's Charles's birthday, and his friends have thrown him a party. Everyone is having a good time, drinking, and celebrating. Charles has had a bit too much to drink, and you notice him stumbling around the room. In an act of impulse, you decide to take care of him.

You help him to a quiet corner of the room and sit with him as he tries to sober up. It's just the two of you, and you can feel the tension between you growing even stronger. Suddenly, Charles leans in and kisses you.

It's unexpected, but at the same time, it feels like it's been a long time coming. You both pull away, and Charles looks at you, his eyes full of emotions that you've never seen before. You both finally admit your feelings for each other, and from that moment on, you know that you're meant to be together.

As the night goes on, you both stay together, talking and laughing like you've never done before. The tension that was always between you is gone, replaced by something much stronger and more profound. You and Charles are finally together, and nothing can come between you now.

[male-reader-fanfic]

heya! id like to request headcannons or short fic for danny ric having a boyfriend whos a pop rock singer and good friends with harry styles. thx!

Wing Man Harry Styles

Daniel Ricciardo x Male Reader

As a pop rock singer, you had the opportunity to meet and befriend some amazing people in the industry. One of your closest friends was none other than Harry Styles, who you met at a music festival a few years back. You both bonded over your love of rock and roll, and have been good friends ever since.

One day, while you were hanging out with Harry, he mentioned that his friend Daniel Ricciardo was going to be in town for a few days and asked if you wanted to meet him. You were a big fan of Formula 1 racing, so of course, you said yes.

When you met Daniel, you were struck by how down to earth he was. You expected him to be full of himself, but he was surprisingly humble and easy to talk to. You and Daniel hit it off immediately, bonding over your shared love of music and sports.

Over the next few days, you and Daniel hung out a lot, going to concerts, exploring the city, and just chilling out. You found yourself drawn to his infectious energy and positive outlook on life. You couldn't help but feel happy when you were around him.

One night, after a particularly wild night out, you found yourselves sitting on a rooftop terrace, watching the stars. You and Daniel had been chatting for hours, and the conversation had turned to music.

"You know," Daniel said, taking a sip of his drink, "I've always wanted to learn to play guitar."

"You should!" you exclaimed, "It's so much fun. I could teach you some chords if you want."

"Really?" Daniel asked, looking excited. "That would be awesome!"

From that moment on, you and Daniel started spending even more time together, jamming out and writing music. You loved the way he would get lost in the music, his face lighting up with every chord he played.

As your friendship grew stronger, you found yourself falling for him. You tried to ignore your feelings, telling yourself that it was just a silly crush, but you couldn't deny the way your heart raced every time he touched you.

One night, after a particularly intense jam session, you found yourself alone with Daniel. You were both sweating, your fingers sore from playing. You looked up at him and saw the same intensity in his eyes that you were feeling.

"Hey," he said, taking a step closer to you, "there's something I've been meaning to tell you."

"What's that?" you asked, feeling your heart racing.

"I think I'm in love with you," he said, taking your hand.

You looked up at him, unable to believe what you were hearing. You had never felt this way before, and the thought of being with him made your heart soar.

"I love you too," you said, leaning in to kiss him.

From that moment on, you and Daniel were inseparable. You wrote music together, went to concerts together, and explored the world together. Your love for each other only grew stronger with each passing day, and you knew that you had found something truly special. And it all started because of your mutual love of music and your friendship with Harry Styles.

[male-reader-fanfic]

max x teen reader? like max is left babysitting him or something? imagine the chaos that would be caused.

Ultimate Chaos

Max Verstappen x Male Vettel Reader

Relationship is purely platonic

You nervously sit on the couch in Max Verstappen's motorhome, waiting for him to finish getting ready. Your father, Sebastian Vettel, had to attend a meeting with the FIA for a penalty he received, and he left you in Max's care for the afternoon.

Max comes out of the bedroom, looking amused as he sees you fidgeting nervously. "Hey there, little Vettel," he says with a grin. "Ready to go cause some trouble?"

You nod, feeling a little more at ease with Max's playful attitude. "What are we going to do?" you ask.

Max winks. "I have a little prank planned for Daniel Ricciardo. You in?"

You nod eagerly, excited to be a part of Max's plan. You both head to the paddock, where you see Daniel's car parked nearby. Max leads you to the back of the car, where you both crouch down behind it.

"Okay, here's the plan," Max whispers. "I'm going to knock on his door and distract him while you sneak up and put this whoopee cushion on his seat."

He hands you a whoopee cushion and grins. "Ready?"

You nod, feeling the excitement building in your chest. Max walks over to Daniel's car and knocks on the door. As Daniel steps out, Max starts talking to him, distracting him with some small talk.

You take this opportunity to sneak up to the driver's seat and carefully slip the whoopee cushion onto it. You quickly back away and crouch down again next to Max, trying to contain your laughter.

Suddenly, there's a loud farting noise coming from Daniel's car. You both burst out laughing as Daniel looks around in confusion, trying to figure out what just happened.

Max high-fives you. "Nice one, little Vettel! That was epic!"

You feel a sense of pride at having helped Max with the prank. As you both walk away, still chuckling, you feel grateful for the unexpected adventure that Max had given you.

[male-reader-fanfic]

Max Verstappen x Male Reader Insta AU [Picnic Edition]

Y/N Posted

Looking cute as always

F1Wags: Y/N really be out here giving us the photos we need. Thx King

33Fan: Bet he's showing off how long he can hold a plank for

Max Verstappen Posted

Nice view, good food and can't forget the boyfriend

Y/N: I'm the best part

Charles Leclerc: Looks yummy 😋

HamiltonFan44: Jealous

Y/N Posted

Takes me for a nice date then walks off without me

Lando Norris: Rude

Red Bull Racing: Don't worry Y/N we'll take you on a better date

F1Gossip: Max treat your boyfriend better

Y/N: Thanks guys 😊

Max Verstappen: Not my fault you stopped to tie your shoes 🤨