If youâre interested, I made separate F1 art accounts on Instagram, TT and Twitter (yes, I will deadname it as long as theMusk deadnames his daughter), because I didnât feel save there to mix my fandoms đ«Ł.
(Scene from a WIP that may or may not become a finished fic one day.)
Theyâre about to go into turn 9, one of the riskier turns and definitely not somewhere he wants to attempt an overtake, but he sees that Luffy isnât braking, his speed significantly higher than it should be at a turn like that.
What the fuck is he doing?Â
It happens in slow motion, at least when Law sees it; Luffy flies straight into the barrier, the collision at a g-force that hardly any human can survive, regardless of the technology and safety measures that have been added to the cars in the last decade. An enormous ball of fire engulfs the car, and Law feels his heart stop.
âNo,â he chokes out. âNo no no!âÂ
The red flag is waved and JB is shouting over the radio, but Law doesnât hear him over the ringing in his ears.
He swerves out of the way of the cars behind him, pulling onto the gravel until heâs far enough away from the track to get out of the car. He unbuckles the belt and almost throws himself out of the cockpit, running towards the scene with wide eyes and breath caught in his throat.
âLuffy!â He yells, and he lifts his visor but barely sees the marshals running towards the car with fire extinguishers, his eyes only focused on the fiery crash, the flames licking at the barrier and only growing stronger.
He almost reaches the car when heâs intercepted by a marshal who tries to hold him back.Â
âGet back!â The man shouts. âGet back in your car!â
âFuck off!â Law barks, pushing the manâs hands away from him. âLuffy!â
Thereâs several marshals spraying the car with the extinguishers, and the blaring sirens of the medical car and ambulances arriving sound like theyâre underwater; muted and barely there. He can only hear the gut-wrenching sounds of the twisted metal of the barrier creaking and groaning as the smell of burning rubber permeates the air.Â
âLuffy!â He screams again, scrambling to get closer but another marshal grabs him around the waist and suddenly thereâs three of them holding him back.
âFucking let go!â Law squirms and kicks at the staff, desperate to get to Luffy. He tries headbutting the one behind him, but theyâre both wearing helmets so all it does is disorient them.
âYouâre not helping anyone, you idiot! Let us do our jobs!â
The seconds pass by and itâs excruciating, and Law feels himself go limp before the marshals finally release him and he falls to his knees on the gravel, staring blankly ahead at the stubborn flames that engulf the cockpit.
Surviving something like this? Not even Luffy was capable of that.
His eyesight becomes blurry with tears as he realizes that the last thing he said to Luffy was how much he hated him. How he wished heâd never met him.
I lied, he wants to scream. I lied! I donât hate youâ
âI love you.Â
He had let his own ego destroy everything and Luffy would die thinking Law hates him, and it was too fucking late to fix it.
I literally just found your account but I love your art and the F1 au. People should do racing au more often because they always turn out so interesting!
I crave more already
Oh thank you! I have just started that AU and will definitely keep working on it! Iâm currently trying to finalise the designs for the teams. đ«¶