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deedee-sims · 10 months
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Sorry, I had to 😂
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leqclerc · 19 days
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Azerbaijan Grand Prix 2018 -> Saudi Arabian Grand Prix 2024
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mistressemmedi · 20 days
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I love watching F2 kids make the jump to F1 because they drive with that "I don't care about this car. I will commit to that corner and i don't care if it kills us both" mentality
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somberous · 3 months
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Mary Oliver, from “Marengo.” [ID in alt text]
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mo-mode · 19 days
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Daddy Bearman: Hi, I’m Ollie’s dad. My son is racing for Ferrari—
Charles, Lewis, Max, Seb, Carlos, Entire Ferrari Team, Literally Every Other Driver:
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whattarush · 11 days
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bellabrady · 9 days
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incorrect buddie quotes part idk
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formulawhore · 19 days
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Tweets of Oliver Bearman post Grand Prix❤️
A collection
Little baby Ollie🥹🐻
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lmfaoo i just got the notification that your request are open and I just ran here. didn't even think about it. I saw you're a fan of Ollie, and I immediately thought it'll be awesome if you wrote for him!
Like how would reader react to Ollie's F1 debut or something! just her being so proud of him. Ver vey fluffy
This is F1 Baby - Oliver Bearman
Ok, so it does feel weird writing a fic for a teenager but it's just going to be a bunch of fluff as requested. Reader is going to be 18 too.
Also P7!!!!! Lewis who?? Ferrari may need to reconsider (ahahaha jk) but also like fr Ollie just beat a 7 time champ with less than an hour practice and from p11...king, you dropped this 👑
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Ollie had got pole for F2 and y/n was beyond proud of her boyfriend, especially after the weekend they had last weekend. Bahrain was a weekend that Ollie wanted to forget and had written off.
But the car is feeling better.
"Mmm...good morning pole sitter." Y/n smiles as she rolls over, being woken up by the alarm Ollie had set.
"P10 today, I'll be pole tomorrow."
"Still pole in quali." Y/n smiles with a shrug since nothing can tarnish her pride in her boyfriend. "It's going to be a good weekend. I'm calling it."
"You said that last weekend."
"Ok. But this time I'm a 100% right." Y/n grins earning a hum from the Prema driver before she bursts up, slightly more of a morning person that Ollie would always like but he also appreciates her happiness to motivate her boyfriend. "Alright, come on. We have to get up. Shower, breakfast with your dad then into the paddock."
Ollie laughs following her instructions as they start the day.
"Still feels weird that it's a sprint on a Friday. Like, it's the wrong day of the week." Y/n comments as they sit down for breakfast.
"Yeah, but it's normal for the rest of the year." Ollie shrugs while David looks at the young couple in amusement. He always likes to say that they're already like a retired old couple with the way they talk, but he'd just lets them get on with it.
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It's when they're back in the room getting ready to leave that Ollie's phone goes off making him move to pick it up.
Y/n is busy fixing her hair when she hears his voice pick up in tone.
"Yeah, yeah. Of course. I'll get there straight away." Ollie states in a rushed voice making her turn with a frown. He sounds excited so whatever is happening is good, not bad news.
He rushes out some more sentences before the call ends and he rushes to y/n beaming to a blinding degree.
"What? What is it?""
"Carlos is in hospital. I'm in a Ferrari! Y/n, I'm driving for Ferrari."
Y/n's face drops in shock, before she jumps on him in a hug and kisses him several times, squealing loudly.
"Ah, oh my gosh. Ok, you go. I'll get your dad, we'll catch up with you."
"You're right. F1 paddock. Don't go to the F2 paddock." Ollie nods kissing her again before taking off with his phone already blowing up.
Y/n meanwhile takes a moment, not quite sure this is real. She should've got Ollie to pinch her. Though it quickly dawns on her that she needs to move and get David before he appears questioning where his son has got to.
"David! David! News! Big news!" Y/n exclaims banging on his hotel door. "David!"
"Alright, kiddo. What's the rush?" David chuckles before being jumped on in a hug.
"Ollie is driving for Ferrari-in F1. He's driving in Ferrari in F1." Y/n states breathlessly, now feeling how real it is. "Carlos is in hospital. I don't know why I just know they need Ollie. He's already left, we need to move. Come on. We need to hurry."
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Y/n and David remain glued together through the whole experience, only catching glimpses of Ollie before he's in the garage for FP3. His only practice before he's out for qualifying and then in the race tomorrow.
Y/n might just be sick with nerves. Though David's radiating with distress as well.
Neither of them say anything the whole time, David does come over to give y/n a one armed hold around her shoulder before moving back to pace.
The red flag actually has y/n realising she's sweaty from the emotions of watching Ollie live out the dream, even if it's only momentary. One race weekend is going to stay with him forever, especially with it being with Ferrari.
When he gets out the car he's talking to the team but he does give her a chance to speak to him.
"You are born for that car, baby." Y/n grins as he moves to her after hugging David, Ollie grins picking her up from the ground in one of his iconic "bear" hugs as she laughs feeling herself tear up. Slightly overwhelmed with her emotions of pride in him.
"Y/n...Don't cry." Ollie laughs, sensing her tears before he places her down and gently cups her face to wipe away the stray tears. "Happy tears?"
"So beyond happy tears."
One of the engineers calls for Ollie's attention and with a quick kiss he takes off.
They don't really speak to him between then and qualifying where y/n actually does have to swallow back some sick watching Ollie get way too close to the wall.
"Jesus Ollie." Y/n murmurs to herself before sighing as she tries to relax her tensed muscles. She definitely feels her muscles feeling stiff from the tension.
In truth, with his compromised qualifying sim run in FP3 because of the red flag. No one is expect pole. Q2 is pushing it really. But when he gets out of Q1, y/n doesn't even bother to hide her tears.
He does get knocked out of Q2 by less than a tenth and just behind Lewis Hamilton.
"He's going to be disappointed." Y/n mumbles as David moves towards her getting her in a hug that is really more to comfort the two of them and to have their own congratulations towards each other.
Again they catch Ollie after he's weighed in but there's hardly more than a hug before he's taken away for media duties.
"There's so many people around him." Y/n mumbles as David relinks their hand actually she really feels like a child who is at risk of getting lost in the crowds of people everywhere.
By the time Ollie is done with his debrief, he seems to want hold of y/n as much as she wants hold of him. Just some safety in each other's touch.
"God, when you get your seat properly. I hope I get to see you a bit more and it's not so...crazy." Y/n murmurs while hugging him, just relieved to have some attention from him. "I missed you, even if I spent my whole day watching you like my life depended on it."
"I saw...so many tears, still happy tears?"
"The happiest tears...and maybe some of serious distress." Y/n laughs then sighing heavily with a smile. "I think your dad looked more panicked than me. I was just happy and slightly scared. He looked like he might need a heavy drink when we're at the hotel."
"Probably does."
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Y/n had initially had trouble sleeping but eventually drifted off, leaving her excitedly nervous boyfriend to just try and focus on her to distract his mind from the impending race.
Then he really begins to think about y/n.
They've been together for years, childhood sweethearts really. He feels like she's been in his life as long as his family and he's always known she's been a crucial part of his support system in his racing career.
She's never missed a race, never done anything but remain by his side. Her love and support has been unconditional.
He's going to have to treat her to something special after Melbourne. She really deserves it and he's got a big enough break between races that there's plenty of time to plan something that doesn't interfere with racing.
Caught up in his thoughts Ollie does manage to fall asleep holding y/n quite tightly.
Morning rolls around and passes with the two sleeping to midday thanks to the race being at night. Neither of them were welcoming to the sound of the alarm that wakes them up, but it takes a matter of seconds before he remembers what today is and the excitement sets a buss into his bones.
"Ollie, you're squeezing me." Y/n laughs before she sighs looking at him. "Are you ready?"
"I'm more than ready. You're going to watch me take points today."
"I know I will. Not just squeezing in those points either." Y/n grins leaning forward and kissing him softly. "Come on then. Up, washed, dressed and ready to get in that car and prove that you don't need half the practice time to be amazing."
Further proof he really needs to treat her like the best person on the planet that he could ever wish to know.
Arriving in the paddock with David, there is no less attention on Ollie than there was yesterday. The media are hounding him, fans in the paddock are jumping on him. He's trying to keep composure and do everything he's expected to do.
"I'll see you guys later." Ollie states hugging his day before hugging y/n, lifting her off her feet as he always does and kissing her softly. "Don't look so nervous."
"I'm not...but I will be waiting to see you before the race. One last good luck kiss if you can squeeze it in." Y/n smiles earning a grin. Though he's been smiling like she's never seen before the whole time they've been walking through the paddock.
"I promise. I don't think I could do a race without one."
Ollie takes off with some instructions to David to take care of y/n for him. So she finds herself quite in the toddler position, led around by holding his hand before they are in the Ferrari garage.
"Y/n." Ollie calls rushes towards her before breathlessly smiling. "Good luck kiss?"
"Oh-oh, yeah." She nods smiling when he kisses her then moving to give her dad another hug and rush off.
Y/n spends the next 90 minutes feeling her heart doing a good job at giving her lungs a good beating and really being put to the test of what it can handle before it really gives up.
The last few laps feel like the longest of her life and it's not till the last two laps that she feels confident that Lando and Lewis really aren't getting past him.
When he crosses the line y/n doesn't jump with joy, instead she ends up crouching down, hands over her mouth as she takes a few deep breaths just needing a moment. then she's on her feet hugging David with about a million tears a second spilling out.
"He got P7. Oh my god." Y/n laughs sniffling as the man hugs her patting her back before he places her down. "Come on, come on. I want to catch him before he's doing media."
And like that. Y/n is dragging David out of the garage and to the door outside the weigh bridge.
David catches his son first but after a long hug and exchanged words, y/n finds herself tossed up and hugged impossibly tightly.
"Oliver Bearman, you are incredible. I am so proud." Y/n hiccups still completely overwhelmed by her boyfriend's achievement. "You're so sweaty."
"I know. It was hot. I have to get moving but I'm going to see you." Ollie states making her nod and smile, managing to steal one more kiss. "I love you."
"I love you too." Y/n smiles before he takes off led by the media staff.
David ends up pulling y/n around following Ollie around the paddock and both of them watching them with overflowing pride.
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Getting back to the hotel, Ollie is visibly exhausted but manages a hot shower to try and soothe the ache of his body.
They'd gone for a celebratory dinner and y/n could do anything but remain silent just in awe of him.
"You've hardly said a word since the end of the race." Ollie comments lying in bed while she removes what residue of make up she hadn't cried off.
"You have me wordless. I just...I got to see a glimpse of your future and I can't explain how amazing it was." Y/n smiles then speeding up the process as quickly as she can before she climb into bed beside him.
"I don't deserve you sometimes." Ollie whispers with a smile, still even exhausted he hasn't been able to shake the happiness from his expression.
"What do you mean?"
"You've been with me every step, never ever stopped supporting me. I think I owe you. But I'm going to make it a surprise."
"Well I'm not going to turn that down. Shall be throw something on the tv and sleep for the next three days?"
"Yes." Ollie confirms earning a small laugh before he kisses her several times then wrapping his arms around her and hugging her tightly even if it makes his aching muscles burn a little.
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existential-queeer · 12 days
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I don't think I will ever NOT think about this gif right here and let me tell you why.
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Buck is trying so hard to deflect any positive emotion in this situation because he still feels immense guilt for "losing" Chris. Even though it all worked out in the end, he hasn't forgiven himself for it and doesn't think he ever will.
Then we have Eddie. The way Eddie follows Buck's eyes no matter how hard he tries to avert his gaze. He knows exactly what Buck is doing and he will NOT let him deflect this. He doesn't stop until their eyes meet. He needs Buck to know that's it's okay and that it's not his fault. He's following Buck's movements and forcing him to lock eyes with him.
Eddie is doing everything in his power to let Buck know that Chris is okay. He is okay. They are okay.
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mp100days · 2 years
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072 - ok one last one because i think its really funny all these characters could beat reigen into a small brown stain on the floor thats it no more
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deedee-sims · 9 months
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Torture level: karaoke
Other news: the new chapter will be up on Saturday! 😁
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leqclerc · 19 days
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First of all, all of the support I've gotten was amazing.
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mistressemmedi · 19 days
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The entire grid reacting to Oliver Bearman like
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glacierclear · 5 months
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the mortifying ordeal of being known.
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mo-mode · 20 days
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How dare they put this doe-eyed Bambi-looking 18yo bbg into a F1 car, giving his dad a HEART ATTACK, making P11 in quali then saying “sorry” when he is literally 0.036 seconds behind LEWIS HAMILTON and he has to drive the fastest street circuit tomorrow on his Formula 1 debut??? Atrocious (manifesting points for him)
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