pairing: fraser minten x f1 driver!reader
summary: when fraser starts talking to and gets to meet up with his favourite driver
warnings: smau, fluff !!
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yourusername not the race we were hoping for. started p3 but faced power unit failure at the end. we've got to reset and turn this around for next week. a big thank you for all the support here in china, japan you're next!
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yourfriend still believe in the wdc ❤️ by author
user1 head up and focus! never forget who you are
user2 you can still win the championship!
user3 ❤️🔥
nhlf1fan fraser minten liked this post ??
↦ nhlf1fan2 and he follows her? she doesn't follow him back tho
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fraserminten replied to your story: watched the race! unfortunate finish but you've got it next week :)
ahaha thanks!
i see you play hockey, that's so cool :)
fraserminten
yeah i do!
how'd you get into f1...i feel like it's so niche lol
i grew up near a track and my parents saw how interested i was and basically just put me into a kart since i was a kid haha
wbu??
fraserminten
i played a lot of road hockey growing up
plus crosby scored the golden goal during the winter olympics when i was a kid, and seeing that was just wow
what was it like getting to f1? i only recently got into it so i don't know much 😭
i just did a lot of karting races, then moved to a regional series, then made my way through f3, f2, and got to f1!
but my journey through f1's been a bit rough i'm ngl
fraserminten
oh really?? why's that?
i was originally with ferrari, but didn't rlly connect w the car so i didn't perform thatttt well :/
ended up losing my seat, but mercedes saw potential in me so now i'm racing w them!
but now i feel like i rlly connect w the car (despite today's race lol) and hopefullyyy i can get that championship
fraserminten
well i'll definitely be rooting for you!
also same tho, my journey in the nhl has also had its ups and downs
got drafted by the leafs, played a couple games w them, then played a bit in the whl, then i played for toronto in the ahl and nhl
and not too long ago, i got traded to the bruins but i also feel like i'm doing well w them now!
so what i'm hearing is that we're basicallyyy the same person
omg i just realised i haven't even followed you back...my bad i feel so rude now
fraserminten
oh you're all good 😭😭
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anyways...
i was gonna say i'll be in miami in a couple months
would you be free to meet up?? all good if you can't ik how busy hockey schedules can get
fraserminten
omg conveniently, the bruins will be playing the panthers a couple days before the race!
definitely down to meet up :)
you should definitely come to the game if you're free
oooh i'm totally down to go!!
idk much abt hockey ngl i'm sorry...so i'll be learning as i watch 😭🌚
i can't wait tho! i can also get you some tickets to the race if you don't have a game and wanna swing by
you can bring a friend too if you want!
fraserminten
i can come to the race! would love to come and support irl :)
i'll ask my friend if he wants to come
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fraserminten
yo mason wanna go to the f1 race in miami
it's a couple days after our game against the panthers
masonlohrei
isn't f1 just cars going in circles...
is it free
fraserminten
uhh f1 is more than just cars going in circles
and yes it's free
i spoke to that driver i follow and she can get us tickets
masonlohrei
oooohhh you spoke to her ;)
slid into her dms i see
fraserminten
dude...we're just friends
we literally just started talking
masonlohrei
mhm 'friends'
but sure i'll come
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fraserminten
fraserminten luck in the crowd tonight
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masonlohrei i see what you did there ❤️ by author
yourusername goat ❤️ by author
↦ nhlf1fan WOAH what are you doing here
↦ nhlf1fan2 MY WORLDS ARE COLLIDING
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yourusername might have to switch sports after this
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yourfriend girl you better stay in that car of yours... ❤️ by author
↦ yourusername dw i'd never think abt leaving xx my wag forever
fraserminten see myself in that third slide, where's my tag ❤️ by author
↦ yourusername mb gang
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congrats on the hat trick!!
that game was so fun to watch, will deffs be watching more in between race weekends :D
fraserminten
thanks!
pretty sure you being in the crowd brought me the luck i needed
oh stop i did nothing
i'm gonna need luck from you in a couple days tho
fraserminten
can't wait to go to my first race :)
and see you on the top of the podium
shhhhh don't jinx it
can't wait to see you there :)
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yourusername this is what we like to see! great weekend overall, started it p1, and ended it p1 as we should! every point counts. thanks for all the support miami xx
canada, you're coming up. you guys know how well we do there, let's keep up the streak!
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yourfriend wdc INCOMING ❤️ by author
masonlohrei ight maybe f1 isn't just abt going in circles... ❤️ by author
↦ yourusername i see fraser's indoctrinating you
↦ fraserminten what'd i say
fraserminten that's my goat ❤️ by author
↦ yourusername maybe you didn't jinx me, but instead manifested it for me
user4 that's my champion
user5 🔥🔥🔥
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fraserminten
fraserminten thank you @.mercedesamgf1 for having us! great race, and even better race winner @.yourusername!
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mercedesamgf1 we loved having you guys! hopefully we see you guys soon! ❤️ by author
masonlohrei can we go to the canada gp pls ❤️ by author
↦ yourfriend if you go, i'll go
user6 fraser's an f1 fan?
user7 does anyone lowkey ship these two??
↦ user8 they're just friends. let's not be weird now
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fraserminten
congrats on the win!
never doubted you
oh stop don't inflate my ego
it was super fun seeing you this weekend!
fraserminten
it was super fun seeing you too :)
hopefully we get to see each other more at games and races?
oh definitely :)
i can get you and mason tickets for canada if you guys can come btw
fraserminten
we can come! ty for the tickets haha :)
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masonlohrei
dude you gotta ask your girl if she can get us tickets for the canadian gp
pls...
fraserminten
bro...she's NOT my girl
masonlohrei
not yet
i bet by next year's canadian gp, you two are alr tg
fraserminten
bruh...
and yes, she can get us tickets for the next race
masonlohrei
notice how you didn't say anything abt you two getting tg
#thinking
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a/n: holy this smau was a bit longer than i expected...but it was SO fun to do!!
summary: Oscar and his teammate have a close hilarious relationship
Masterlist / TipJar
ynusername
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ynusername Photo of oscar accurately describes how I feel going into my home gp
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oscarpiastri how do you always find the worst photos of me
ynusername i take them bb
oscarpiastri oh my god
user best teamates on the grid
user if only the mclaren car was better for them
user i think mclaren should be more worried about yn's insane internet presence
ynusername omg no..... dont tell them
mclaren you are mistaken we live for this
lewishamilton home race !
georgerussell silverstone !
ynusername Brit squad assemble !
landonorris here we come !
user YN is my favourite driver by a landslide
ynusername
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ynusername he may've been schooled in this country but he is in desperate need of an education on pure culture
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user I love the fact the minute she is not racing she has the craziest nails
user are they acrylics
ynusername they are press ons, easy on easy off
ynusername easy way to be hot
oscarpiastri I love that these are the photos you post, you're education was not coffee shops and bookshops
ynusername what nope it was very mundane
oscarpiastri nothing with you is mundane
user shots fired
user petition for yn to release the other photos
landonorris petition signed
alexalbon petition signed
lewishamilton the most cultured driver crown might be passed down soon
ynpiastri omg can you knight me too
lewishamilton i wish!
user the crown needs to be passed on now
oscarpiastri
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oscarpiastri Just shy of a podium but got to witness the united kingdoms honorary princess on a podium. (also its not her birthday, her birthday is in 8 months)
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user its always her birthday!
user always !!
ynusername it is!
oscarpiastri I am not getting you gifts everyday
user he gets her birthday gifts..
ynusername mclaren domination in the foreseeable future
oscarpiastri so soon
user i love them
user they should date
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f1fanupdates For the uneducated and borderline uncultured, meet the McLaren cuties. Teammates YN LN and Oscar Piastri channel the Gen Z unmedia-trained craziness. Having known each other from F3 days, their social media makes McLaren admins have heart attacks. Both having wins under their belt, it makes them a very strong team, a force. Would I be lying if I said they would be cute together...
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user I love them, they are my parents, together or not
user they are iconic I hope they never get trained
user they are the hottest drivers, McLaren slayed with this pairing
user preach
user I already thought they were dating
user no they are just friendly
user I bet there are underlying feelings
ynusername
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ynusername checking out the opposition. checking OUT the opposition
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user she is unhinged
user she is iconic
user is she dating lewis
user nah lewis is married
user since when?!?
oscarpiastri don't you dare jump ship
ynusername can't promise anything pooks
oscarpiastri you better
mclaren you better
ynusername till death does us part x
lewishamilton you are not smart with this caption
ynusername innocent until proven guilty
lewishamilton you are baiting him
user WHO, LEWIS TELL US
user OMgggg drama
oscarpiastri
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oscarpiastri pov we were meant to be at the technology centre at 9. One of us was
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ynusername nooo youve made me look bad, it was traffic
oscarpiastri So, thats not an ice cold coffee in the selfie you sent me
ynusername no one was meant to see that
oscapiastri nothing you send me is safe sweetheart
ynusername I ... okay
user omg is she lost for words
user thats possible??
user omg they sent each other photos
user thats not a crazy thing
user just let me believe they have feelings
mclaren ohhhh thats why you were late
ynusername no not at all mother
mclaren mother is disappointed
oscarpiastri what is happening?
mclaren its okay son
oscarpiastri oh hell naw we are not siblings
user hes not helping the rumours
ynusername
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ynusername A visual representation of me trying to soft launch a relationship
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oscarpiastri is this why you have been screaming/wheezing in your drivers room for the last 30 mins
user omg she is just like the rest of us
oscarpiastri shes been in tears screaming 'why do i have none without his face!!'
ynusername you are out of line Piastri
oscarpiastri wow, not the surname
lewishamilton very very accurate
ynusername huh
lewishamilton we are going to talk soon
ynusername @ anyone HELP ME
oscarpiastri nothing can help you now
user okay so who do we think it is
user oscar
user oscar
user oscar
user ah so a universal thought
f1fanupdates
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f1fanupdates It has been five months since this soft launching started! We are almost in Abu Dhabi, and YN is still just teasing her partner. We all think it is Oscar, but it is still unknown. No matter who it is though, they look good together
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user OSCARRRRR
user Imagine it is not oscar and it is some poor guy and now he's upset
user oh
user thats a good point
user OscarYN for life
oscarpiastri
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oscarpiastri Hoping on the soft launching YN's relationship train
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ynusername wow, thats my next post ruined
lewishamilton for the love of all that is good, just post him
ynusername booo
oscarpiastri no booo its getting boring
ynusername you think that, really.. ?
oscarpiastri i do yn girl
user this is hilarious
user i thought this was an YN post at first
user same!
user oscar is getting sick of it lol
mclaren There were three of us in this marriage, so it was a bit crowded
user not mclaren quoting princess Diana
user wouldn't it be four, mclaren, oscar, yn, yns partner
user i think you are delusional
user i think they are right
user mclaren outing there relationship...
ynusername
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ynusername my man my man my maaaan
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user its officalllll guys
user im so happy i was right
user they look amazing together
user hot couple
oscarpiastri finally a hard launch pookie
oscarpiastri was wondering when you would do it
ynusername i was teeing it up
lewishamilton its been a good 8 months of you two sneaking around the paddock
landonorris we all knew
maxverstappen i walked in on them making out fully behind the mclaren hospitatility
alexalbon we all did that day, it was basically public information
mclaren our evil plan finally worked
ynusername your what...
oscarpiastri your what...
mclaren nothing, doors sometimes just lock on accident
user not mclaren admin confessing to playing cupid
mclaren not just me, everyone, Zak once hid YN's car keys so Oscar had to drive her home
ynusername WHAT OMG I FEEL BETRAYED
oscarpiastri
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oscarpiastri HR approved of photos 1 and 2 of my girlfriend
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user goddamm
ynusername OSCAR
oscarpiastri hey georgus
ynusername georgus?
oscarpiastri thats you
landonorris you guys make me sickkk
ynusername love you toooo
oscarpiastri hey...
ynusername x
mclaren we do not approve of the 3rd
oscarpiastri I do not want another HR meeting
ynusername THIS ONE WASN'T MY FAULT! DON'T MAKE ME SIT THROUGH ANOTHER
user what happened last time..
mclaren setting work place phyiscal intimacy boundaries
ynusername Oscar is not a good influence on me
oscarpiastri you aren't a good influence on anyone love
user I love these two so much
user best teammates on the grid
user the next brocedes
ynusername we arent having a dramatic public break up
lewishamilton oh
"if you could be teammates with anyone else, who would it be?"
you stood in front of the camera and thought on it for a moment before you answered, "oh, easy! i'd choose charles! i'd say we're pretty close and i'm hopeful this year is the year we wins... but he'd have to beat me first!" then winked at the camera with your hands on your hips.
your teammate, max, was behind the camera and his ears were burning. he knew the question was a joke, but he didn't want to see his favourite teammate be on the same team with his most loathed rival.
in the hotel room, max's hand lingered across your back a little more as he guided you away from your hotel room and towards his. his nose brushed against your neck, taking in your scent before he went to open the door.
when he got the door closed behind you two, his hands were on you once more. his lips at your neck and between kisses he asked, "you'd pick, charles, huh?"
you squeaked, "they said pick someone else." you looked into max's eyes, "we're already teammates." and your eyes went a little wide as he pressed himself further against you. you two have had sex before, it was no secret - with the amount of time you spent together it was inevitable.
"could have picked anyone else." he said lowly as he rubbed up against you further and touched your chest, "you know how i feel about him. how he gets under my skin. i wouldn't want anyone to be on the same team as you. you're mine."
you knew his reaction was overbearing, but you knew that max deeply cared for you. he yearned for you deeply. the thump of his heart was in time with how much he adored you, needed you. so the idea of charles taking you away from him only poked at something in his brain.
you gasped when he bit into the skin of your neck, you knew it would bruise. but something curled in your gut as you felt the a certain lust wash over you.
"you're red bull or nothing." he said lowly, "by my side, or off the track." he said as he started to play with the front of your jeans, "i don't want charles to get the wrong idea, so tonight. i'm going to make sure you firmly remember who you belong to." he placed another kiss on your neck before you ended up in the bedroom and on the bed.
you could have said no, you could have stood your ground and had him slink away with his tail between his legs. but there was something about the domineering max that just made you wet. the looked in his eye, cold, commanding. he looked like the villain that everyone thought of him as.
you took off your branded t-shirt and you felt his gaze linger on your breasts. he licked his lips and you got your bra off, slowly your jeans came off too along with the rest of your under garments. socks throw in two different directions and your panties on the other side of the bed. max was quicker to get undressed before he got on top of you in bed. he pushed you up against the pillows and gazed down at you.
his cock was fully erect. you knew he got off to submitting you under him. he told you once that he liked when you posed a challenge on the track because that meant he could fuck you harder. a real champion can take anything, he told you once when he had you in a headlock and bullied your poor pussy.
"look at you." he said as he hiked your hips up closer to him, "see, this is what no other driver can have. you're just so sweet on the track, you're their little star. but you need someone to actually keep you safe. and charles would never do that." max said lowly and rubbed the tip of his cock up against you, "too trusting. you should only be trusting me."
you swallowed, "please, max." you held onto the pillows under your head and you lifted your hips a little to give him better access to your cunt. you were wet and max knew it. he loved that he carried that bit of control over you, easily making you soaked between your legs.
he remembered after a rough practice he spent what felt like half an hour rubbing your cunt through your driver's suit and he knew that you raced the next round with stickiness between your legs. risky move, but max had to plant those seeds early.
that after formula one, you wouldn't become an engineer or a reporter, or whatever else ex-drivers seemed to do. no, you'd be max's wife. and hopefully married after after that season ended.
he looked at you and licked his lips. you met his gaze as he sank his cock into you. you arched your back a little and he relaxed against you. and so did you. he planted his hands on either side of you, he leaned in to kiss you on the lips as you wrapped your legs around him.
"look at you." he said.
you shifted yourself on the bed a little and reached for him. your arms wrapped around his neck. you held on while he moved against you. pleasure moved through both of you. you loved the feeling, even with max's harsh words, you still felt affection for him. both as a teammate and a lover.
"i'm always looking out for you." he said, he drank in the sight of your face, "i want you well, i want you safe. and i want you as mine." his strokes started to move faster, he felt a slight fire in his gut from the feeling of his cock buried inside of you slick pussy.
you were on birth control, but still it was a risk to take you this way. to have him bare inside of you. but, it eased his jealousy just a little bit to know that he was the only man to ever take you this bare. to take you as his, all his.
"please, max. it feels so good." you encouraged him as you held on tighter, the pleasure was growing in your core as he rutted against you. there was something about how his cock moved inside of you that hit all the right areas that made your eyes roll a little out of pleasure.
"you don't know what you do to me." he said lowly, "i don't want you to ever think about having another teammate ever again. i want you to only need me by your side. matching cars, matching uniforms." matching last names.
he continued to thrust into you, he held onto the bedding a little tighter and felt the sweat at his brow. it was hot between you two. the movements of him against you only had you holding onto you tighter.
"max. fuck."
"i know, it feels good. you love how you feel under me. do you like being my teammate?"
you nodded and your nails nipped at the back of his neck as you held on, you swallowed before you said, "i love being your teammate, max. you know that!"
"do you want another teammate? want another man to fuck you the way i do?"
you shook your head, "never. never in a million years. i want us to win the constructor's this year!" you arched your back a little when his cock nudged against just the right spot that made you feel tingly all over. he laid another heated kiss on your lips and continued to fuck you quickly and roughly.
the headboard slammed against the wall from the force that he was fucking with you. you whined into the kiss and he held onto your hips tightly, you were pinned under him while he fucked you. he felt your body quake under him, the feeling of heat under your skin. you were the sparks in his brain and the fuel in his blood.
fucking you was the same intensity as driving. except he could let his mind grow hazy with each powerful thrust. to know you'd never want another meant the world to him, to know that you were all his. you moaned against his lips and clawed down his strong back.
you didn't last much longer. you broke the kiss and made a strong yet whiny noise as you came around his cock. you arched your back and squeezed your eyes shut as you climaxed. it only spurred him on, it made his heart hammer along with yours. the pleasure flooded your head and after you reached your peak, you let go of him and let him have his wicked way with you.
"beautiful." max said as he continued to fuck you strong thrusts. he left himself feel all of you, every inch of you felt warm under him. you were sweaty and hot. he licked his lips and the pleasure throbbed in his body.
"please, max. i'm sorry that i made that comment. i knew i couldn't pick you." you whined.
max kissed at your neck, "next time, pick someone else. alex, george, even carlos. just not charles, i won't let that sweet talker take you from me." you could feel the possessiveness in his tone.
he knew he was close, with a few more heavy thrusts he finished inside of you. he groaned under his breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead. your cunt fluttered around him and he drank in the feeling. you felt amazing, warm all over and so soft. he knew he had to have you always.
"perfect." he cooed before he pulled out and laid out next to you in bed. he cupped your face with his large hand. those large hands on your soft skin. he leaned in, "tell me again."
you opened your eyes and asked, "tell you what?"
"that you don't want charles."
you shook your head, "i don't want charles. only you, max." and you curled up closer to him. his touches were more gentle, the jealous beast in him calmed down. for now.
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"if you could be teammates with anyone else, who would it be?"
you thought about it for a moment, the reminder of last time tickled in your gut. but quickly you looked back to the camera and said, "i'd have to pick, lando! he got really close to the wdc last year, but if we were teammates he'd have a little more competition."
and you knew behind the camera, max verstappen was seething. <3
summary: y/n and max are longtime rivals and former friends who find themselves colliding on track in spain and being forced to confront the feelings they've both been burying
pairing: max verstappen x driver!reader
fc & warnings: none and angsty, bad language, suggestive if you squint
requested: nope just inspired by spain
masterlist | pt. 2
゚. ✿ ୨❤︎୧⠀✿ . ゚
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f1: following an on track incident with mercedes driver, y/n y/l/n, max verstappen has dropped to p10 with a 10-second penalty.
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user1: DESERVED!!!!
user2: should've been more than 10 second penalty are you kidding
user3: nah max did nothing wrong
user4: max needs to leave y/n alone i'm so serious
user5: these two are always fighting
user6: i stand with my cancelled wife (max)
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you took a deep breath as you shut off the engine, your hands still trembling as you pulled the wheel out of its place and put it on the car. you had just spent the last five laps screaming over the radio, accusing max of deliberately turning in on you after he’d been instructed to give the position back. the contact had nearly put you both out of the race but somehow you’d limped over the line and managed to finish 4th despite the damage you sustained.
a forceful tap against your helmet broke through your thoughts and you looked up to find george standing at the side of your car. he offered his hand, no words, just calm eyes and quiet support. you hesitated for a moment, the tension in your shoulders refusing to ease but eventually took it. his grip was firm and grounding as he helped you out of the car.
“i heard what happened,” he said quietly once your feet hit the tarmac.
you ripped your gloves off, jaw clenched, gaze locked across the parc ferme where max’s red bull was being wheeled back into the garage.
"yeah," you snapped, pulling your helmet off your head. "and this won't be the last you hear of it either."
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f1: two very different takes following the incident involving these two rivals in spain 🫢
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user1: y/n is handling this so much more gracefully than i would’ve
user2: i’d give anything to be a fly on the wall for when these two inevitably run into each other in the paddock
user3: max doesnt need to say anything! he did nothing wrong!
user4: i dont understand why people are giving max the benefit of the doubt here.
user5: y/n should be legally allowed to punt him off the track in canada
user7: ofc the big baby doesnt wanna talk about it.
usr6: y'all are so sensitive. max was just racing her! not his fault she was in the way
user8: taking it out on y/n as if she was the reason red bull had a shit strategy??? have some shame max
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“frankly he cost his team and himself a lot of points by pulling what he did today,” you said, voice clipped as you adjusted the collar of your fireproofs trying to keep your breathing even. “i mean i’m 4th in the race and 4th in the championship and that’s really all that matters to me.”
the skysports mic hovered just a little closer, hoping to get a good sound bite from you. “if max wants to be a big crybaby and ruin his own races... i’m all for it.” and with that, you finished out the interview with short answers about canada and your plans to not talk things out with max.
the walk back to your motorhome felt endless especially as fans called out your name and cameras flashed around every corner. you didn’t stop like you usually did... not for selfies, not for questions, not for anything. the last thing you needed was to see his smug face again so the quicker you got out of there the better. but as it usually does... fate had other plans.
you stepped into mercedes hospitality, finally exhaling, only to be met with an agitating grating voice.
“a crybaby, huh?”
you turned sharply, the door still half-open behind you. max stood with his arms folded, his jaw tight, his cheeks still red from the heat of the race and his narrowed eyes were locked onto you like a missile. “yes,” you said dryly. “an ego-driven man child with no concept of accountability.”
a couple of mechanics quickly ducked past, awkwardly pretending not to hear. you and max had a reputation especially after a few incidents last year... max stepped forward, voice low and sharp. “a man child? you’ve got to be kidding me.”
you scoffed turning on your heel. “max, I don’t want to fucking talk to you.”
“too bad,” he bit out, already following behind you, his footsteps echoing in the narrow hallway. “i don’t give a shit what you want.”
you reached your driver’s room and threw the door open, stepping inside quickly trying to shut it behind you but max caught it before it slammed in his face.
“get out!” you snapped at the dutchman.
“no!” he snapped right back. “not until you drop the ‘poor me’ act and admit you knew exactly what you were doing out there.”
“you are insufferable,” you hissed, tossing your gloves onto the couch. “you turned in on me, ignored the team and nearly wrecked both of us.”
“you dive bombed into that corner like you had nothing to lose!” he shouted.
“first of all, i did not dive bomb you and second of all, I don’t drive scared unlike the rest of the grid when big bad max comes by!”
silence crackled between you, thick and heavy, your chests rising and falling in sync as the adrenaline refused to die down. “you are the fucking worst, max verstappen,” you whispered, voice shaking with anger, frustration, maybe something else you didn’t dare name.
his eyes flicked to your lips for a half second before narrowing again. “funny. i was about to say the same thing about you.” the air between you sparked like static. neither of you moved. neither of you dared to blink.
"i hate you." he said, almost like he was trying to remind himself of it. max’s jaw ticked and for a second you thought he might back down. but instead, he took another step forward, closing the space between you. the door clicked shut behind him, whether by accident or intention, you weren’t sure.
“you think I hit you on purpose?” he questioned, voice lower now. “you think I’d throw away a podium just to mess with you?”
you let out a dry laugh, “wouldn’t be the first time you let your ego drive the car.”
he smirked, “thats so rich coming from you. you're the only person on this grid who wants to win more than they care about keeping the car on the track.”
“because I’m not here to play safe.” your eyes burned into his. “i race to win and if you can’t handle that -”
“i can handle you,” he said, stepping so close your chest brushed his. “that’s the problem. you don’t scare me, lieverd.”
the dutch slipped off his tongue like a challenge, like something heavier than an insult, something personal. your heart thudded against your ribs. “oh, you think calling me ‘darling’ in dutch is going to make me melt?” you scoffed, shoving at his chest. “newsflash, verstappen! i’m not one of your fans.”
his hand caught yours as it hit him, holding it firm between your bodies. his touch was calloused, warm. infuriatingly familiar.
“no,” he said, not taking his eyes off you or letting go of your hand despite you trying to pull it away. “you’re worse. you get under my skin and stay there.”
you hated how close he was. hated how your body betrayed you and wanted nothing more than to lean further into him. and before you could stop yourself, before logic could win over impulse... you grabbed his face and crashed your mouth against his.
it was teeth and frustration, months of tension and post-race fury unraveling all at once. his hand came up to the back of your head messing up your hair and anchoring you like he’d been waiting for this as long as you had.
a loud knock pounded at the door a short second before it swung open, "y/n/n, i wanted to check on you after -" the familiar sound of lando's voice filled the room and despite the speed at which you and max had pulled away from each other.. he absolutely saw it all. "oh wow! ok so…. you're fine i guess." he smirked.
you quickly patted down your messy hair and took a few steps away from max, "lando for the love of god you have to wait until someone replies back to your knock before barging in!!"
lando looked between you and max, completely ignoring your comment. "is this some sort of weird foreplay for you both?"
"lando," max warned. "please pretend like you never saw this."
"uhhh yeah, sure mate!" lando nodded but he was just about the least capable person you knew when it came to keeping secrets.
"i'm dead ass begging you to not tell anyone," you pleaded again.
"i won't."
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maxverstappen1: say 1 word and no more trips on air max
lando: mmmm i think id survive mate
maxverstappen1: lando im begging you. this was the first and only time this has ever happened and i think her and i need to figure out what’s going on before the whole paddock gets involved
lando: 🫣 you two are no fun!! tho i really think you both need to be honest with each other because i am fairly certain you both have a thing for the other one and i just need all this feuding to end
ynuser: you literally stepped out of the room 2 seconds ago!!!!!!
lando: and? i’m efficient
ynuser: lando you’re my best friend and all but don’t think i won’t pull a max and try to run you off the track if you leak this
lando: only if you kiss me afterwards
ynuser: UGH NO
lando: don’t worry i’m just making you both sweat i won’t explicitly tell anyone
ynuser: 😔😔😔😔 in the 15 years i’ve known you you have never once been able to keep a secret
lando: slander! i kept the secret when you hid max’s gloves in karting and he couldn’t find them
lando: now that i’m saying that … have you had a crush on him since karting?????????
ynuser: you did not keep that secret you gave them back to him and no!!!!! i don’t know!!! i don’t think so!!!
lando: ughhhhh you don’t think so?! how do you not remember girl
ynuser: i mean maybe i did! i was more focused on hating his guts because he wouldn't stop beating me
lando: sounds like a crush to me
ynuser: shut UP!! i need to process this
oscarpiastri: story time !
lando: YIPPEEEEEE
georgerussell63: TELL NE TELL ME TELLLLL MEEEEE
lando: i unfortunately can’t
georgerussell63: you’ve gotta be kidding me mate
lando: the subjects of the story have threatened my safety
georgerussell63: so the story involves max?
lando: HAHAHAHAHA
lando: it doesn’t not include max
georgerussell63: and from there i’m gonna guess it also involves y/n/n
lando: you’re too good george
georgerussell63: i’m gonna keep stewing on the rest of this story. will report back when i think i figure it out
maxfewtrell: is it even a question mate???
lando: well … no!
carlossainz55: spill the beans mi amigo
lando: technically not allowed to spill any beans but catch me in the paddock and i might whisper some hints
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thankfully, max’s place in monaco was only a short walk from your own. under normal circumstances, you wouldn’t have minded driving but in a place where everyone had a phone and every movement became a series of photos on some fan page as it often did in moncao, the last thing you needed was to be spotted pulling up to his building in one of your unmistakable cars. if someone clocked you heading toward the max verstappen’s apartment, alone, it wouldn’t take much for the internet to piece things together.
so instead of hopping into your mercedes, you opted for stealth. you dressed down in plain athletic shorts, a random hoodie you stole from george and a baseball cap repping some obscure american university with oversized sunglasses and headphones in, you looked more like a jet lagged tourist than a world-class driver sneaking off to see her biggest rival.
each step of the 1 km walk was filled with overthinking and stress. you kept replaying the past in your head, combing over all the little things max had done through the years, things you hadn’t ever though too hard about until now. maybe lando was right even though it pained you to admit that he may know something. max had unfortunately made it obvious you just hadn't been paying attention. from the karting days when he’d chase off any guy who got too close on track, to f3 when he picked fights with anyone who so much as looked at you twice in the paddock.
and then there was your 17th birthday party, mid-f3 season, when max had looked you dead in the eyes and told you you were the prettiest girl he’d ever seen. you thought he was just being nice since it was your birthday and you had a pretty rough race the day before but maybe he’d been serious. maybe you’d just been too naive to see it for what it was and too busy gaslighting yourself into believe max would never be interested in little old you.
you groaned under your breath, frustrated with yourself. how could you have missed all of it? you’d chalked up his distance after the f3 season to the pressures of moving up to f1 but maybe it wasn’t just that. maybe it was you.
by the time you reached his building and knocked softly on the door, your heart was already racing. there was a beat of silence then the sound of shuffling footsteps before the door swung open.
“you’re late,” max said, eyes scanning your face and outfit with that unreadable expression of his.
you glanced at your watch. “only by 2 minutes.”
he rolled his eyes and stepped aside to let you in. “can I get you anything? dinner’s still cooking.”
you slipped off your shoes and dropped your bag onto the counter, trying to steady your nerves. “just water.”
he moved through the kitchen quietly and when he placed the glass in front of you, he didn’t say a word just went back to stirring the pot on the stove. the silence was heavy and the tension was palpable.
without turning around he cleared his throat. “so… I wanted to talk and I thought it would be better face to face. so, thank you for coming.”
you nodded, picking nervously at your nails. “yeah. no problem.”
he turned off the burner and set the pot aside before finally facing you. “first off, i’m sorry. for spain that is... i shouldn’t have driven like that.”
you raised your hands slightly, voice soft. “it’s okay. we’ve both made dumb decisions on track.”
max shook his head. “yeah, but I could’ve hurt you. and if I had… i don’t know how I’d live with that.”
there was a moment of silence as his words sank in. “my behavior’s been childish,” he admitted. “i’ve been bitter and i'm fully ready to admit that i've also been jealous. i was so very jealous of the friendship you, lando and george had and still have and of how you're always able to light up a room when you walk into it and of how you so effortlessly always get everyone to like you."
"max-" you started before he continued.
"i know it sounds pathetic but i wanted nothing more than to be your friend all through karting and through f3. i did everything i could to try and get you to like me and i got so stupidly infatuated that i ended up messing it all up in the end. i just... i don't know... i pulled away after f3 because I was embarrassed. when I asked you out at that party and you rejected me, I didn’t know how to face you again. and then when you didn’t reach out either, i assumed you didn’t want me in your life anymore.”
“i didn’t realize you were asking me out,” you whispered. “i thought you just wanted to hang out as friends which we already did. and when you moved to f1, i figured… i just figured you wouldn’t want to waste time on someone stuck in f2. you were and are so good and focused and determined that i always felt intimidated and like a silly little distraction.”
max let out a short, breathy laugh. he ran a hand through his hair and leaned against the counter, still not fully looking at you. “god, we’re idiots,” he muttered and this time you cracked a small smile despite the lump in your throat.
“yeah,” you agreed softly. “world class athletes and total emotional amateurs.”
that got a quiet chuckle out of him, and finally, he brought himself to look at you. "why did you kiss me?" he asked and you could see the vulnerability written all over his face.
"because despite our silly year long feud which we apparently could have avoided, i haven't been able to let go of the crush i've had on you since we were kids."
he pushed off the counter, slowly stepping toward you. “so then you feel the same way about me?”
you looked up at him, heart hammering in your chest. “max… i--”
“i’m not asking for you to tell me that you love me or anything like that. not right now. i just want to stop pretending like i hate you. i want to stop turning every interaction into a fight because i don’t know how else to act around you. i want to be around you… properly. at the very least just as your friend.”
your stomach flipped at his words. all the years of missed chances and misread signals crashed into you like a wave. “and if i say i want that too?” you asked quietly, your voice barely above a whisper.
he smiled it was soft and hopeful, a little nervous. “then i'll do everything in my power to do it right this time. starting by actually communicating my feels instead of bottling everything up.”
you stood from the stool, your steps slow but steady until you were right in front of him. “i guess i can give you a chance,” you said, teasing gently.
max raised a brow, a smile creeping to his lips. “just a chance?”
you let your head fall back with a laugh. “don’t push your luck, verstappen.”
he grinned, and for the first time in what felt like years, the tension that had formed between you began to finally unravel.
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f1: looks like our two favorite rivals have squashed their beef! y/n y/l/n and max verstappen arrived to the montreal paddock for media day together 👀🇨🇦
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user1: too worried about how shes out mogging him so hard to even be able to comprehend whats happening
lando: war is over! if only anyone listened to me EVER
danielriccardo: or me!! a certain dutch lion didn't listen to me either
lando: SMH
user2: not them walking in like they didn’t try to kill each other in spain 😭
geogerussell63: confused? ynuser unlock your driver room door rn i've been knocking for 3 whole minutes
ynuser: girl i'm not in there. i'm at the briefing YOU ARE ALSO SUPPOSED TO BE IN
georgerussell63: RUNNING
user63: nah i love yngeorge duo so much i wanna be their friend
lando: apparently everyone wants to be friends with y/l/nnorussell user63
ynuser: lando keep his mouth shut challenge failed
user63: WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!
user3: we’ve entered the enemies to lovers era and i’m not emotionally prepared for this. i give it 3 more races till we get pics of them kissing behind the garages
isackhadjar: the plot twist of the century? are we being for real right now?
liamlawson31: i saw them with my own to eyes laughing together earlier
yukitsunoda0511: should we be afraid?
user4: this is why i trust slow burns. THIS is why!!!!
estebanocon: i’m scared
oscarpiastri: real
user5: now what in the fanfiction is this
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[reporter] “max, I have to start with the question everyone’s asking. you showed up to the paddock today with y/n y/l/n. should we be expecting fewer fireworks between you two this weekend?”
[max] “that depends. if she stops driving like shes in a demolition derby, maybe.”
[reporter] “so... not exactly a truce, then?”
[max] “we had a conversation and we’ve cleared a few things up.”
[reporter] “ok but things got heated after spain. you were both pretty vocal over the radio. what changed?”
[max] “sometimes you say things in the heat of the moment. doesn’t mean they’re the full story. we’ve known each other a long time and i think we forgot that for a while.”
[reporter] “so where does that leave things now?”
[max] “we’ll race like we always do. hard. but with a bit more respect, i think. maybe less screaming but who is to say.”
[reporter] “should we be reading into that very coordinated arrival this morning?”
[max] “you can read into whatever you want. i'm just here to win races.”
[reporter] “right, right. and if you win this weekend, will y/n be the first to congratulate you?”
[max] “she better be.”
゚. ✿ ୨❤︎୧⠀✿ . ゚
a/n: i love a past friends to enemies to lovers fr. part 2 perhaps?????
゚. ✿ ୨❤︎୧⠀✿ . ゚
disclaimer: pictures are not mine and everything i write is fiction
summary: two replacement drivers turned reserve drivers are in desperate need for some media training.
warnings: cursing, franco and reader are a little bit unhinged
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yourusername since the new season of drive to survive drops tonight i thought i’d do a little throwback post to celebrate…
driving in formula 1 was a dream come true, even if i was only there for the last six races. thank you thank you thank you to visacashapprb for giving me the opportunity to show the world what i’m made of 🤍
as you all know, i won’t be driving in f1 this season, but worry not… you haven’t seen the last of me 🫵
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user1 why does that last sentence sound like a threat
yourusername oh it is 😇
user2 I MISS YOU ALREADY
user3 i can’t wait for the dts episode on her and franco 😭 they deserved better but at least they served while they could
user4 don’t get me wrong i love isack but i miss my wife
schecoperez you did great last season! you deserve nothing but the best 👍
yourusername aww thank you checo! be my father
yourusername i mean who said that
user5 heartbroken but at least we get to see her as a reserve driver
yukitsunoda 🤍
user6 the fact that this girl made me an rb fan only for them to not renew her contract……
francolapinto aaaa but no pictures of us 😒🤨
yourusername omg not everything’s about you 🙄
francolapinto i am knocking on your door SO LOUDLY are you ignoring me???
yourusername NOT EVERYTHING’S ABOUT YOU
user7 nice to see nothing’s changed 😭
“Fuck Netflix.”
You’re sprawled over your carpet, the TV paused on the last episode of Drive to Survive, phone resting over your chest. You glare at the ceiling, Franco lying down beside you. The initial anger you felt has simmered down to an itching frustration and blanket resentment.
Your jaw ticks. And even when you feel your irritation sinking, you’re reminded once again of all you had to endure during your races. Being forced to censor your conversations because of the lingering Netflix crew, cutting your proudest moments short for a side interview, showing them around your apartment.
You turn to Franco, cheek flat against the carpet. “No, actually fuck them. Like, they spent all our races hounding us with boom mics just so our backs could appear in a two second frame?” Your jaw clicks as you meet Franco’s gaze. “I mean, I’m the first female F1 driver since the nineties, and you’re the first Argentinian driver in over two decades. You’d think that would be more relevant than a made up feud between Verstappen and Lando.”
Franco clicks his tongue, his annoyance clear as day. “Por mi que se jodan todos.” He shrugs, and though he’s trying to seem nonchalant, you can tell it irks him. Franco stares at you for a moment, attempting to relax his jaw. Then—
“Wanna go out to eat?”
You blink at him, straightening off the floor. “What?” He follows suit, shoulder brushing against yours. “It’s like two am. There’s nothing open at this time.”
“There’s a McDonalds around the corner.”
You arch a brow. “Okay? What’s…”
Franco clicks his tongue again, this time sounding less annoyed. “We were supposed to have fun tonight. I don’t wanna be hungry and angry at Netflix.”
You narrow your eyes. “The only reason you’re hungry is because you forgot to place the order at the restaurant we were gonna eat from before it closed.” You lean over your legs, resting your chin over them. “Plus, I don’t think I feel like being recognized at a McDonalds.”
Franco scoffs a chuckle. “You just said it is two am.”
You blow out your cheeks. “Fans wake up for races at four in the morning. You really think there won’t be someone who recognizes us there?”
He nudges your shoulder, curls sticking at odd angles. “Daaale…” Franco gives you a lopsided smile that makes something stir in your gut. You attribute it to the lack of sleep and frustration. “Come on. I think we deserve a few hamburgers.”
You purse your lips, though you can feel a smile starting to pull at them. Given the way a grin starts to light up Franco’s face, he can probably tell too.
You roll your eyes, shoving him playfully. “You’re paying.”
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francolapinto ya que netflix nos eliminó, aca hay algunos de mis momentos favoritos de la temporada 2024 🇦🇷
╰ translation: since netflix decided to erase us, here are a few of my favorite moments from the 2024 season 🇦🇷
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user8 NETFLIX DID YALL DIRTY
user9 all my homies hate netflix
user10 JODETE PARA LA PRÓXIMA NETFLIX
yourusername awww you did include me
francolapinto only because i finished your fries when you were not looking
yourusername you bitch
visacashapprb yourusername Remember to stick to appropriate language 😃
francolapinto JAJAJA te vinieron a castigar por pelotuda
user11 are we just gonna ignore that half of these are y/n………..
user12 is this what you call a soft launch
user13 i don’t think either of them would understand what that is
user14 wait do people ship franco and y/n? i think i might be starting to see something…
user15 nurse he’s out again
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yourusername you look at us and you wouldn’t know we forge the signatures of charles leclerc and carlos sainz for fans!
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carlossainz you what
yourusername you’re WELCOME 😁
user16 if franco and y/n won’t let go of charlos how am i supposed to move on
user17 if i had a nickel for every time a rookie confessed to a crime on social media i’d have…. FOUR nickels.
kimi.antonelli i have recently been informed that teams do not approve of their drivers confessing to crimes :(
olliebearman can confirm
user18 they might be jobless but at least they’re together ‼️
user19 THEY’RE DATING?
yourusername user19 no?????
francolapinto user19 she wishes though
user20 when are they gonna announce they’re together PLEASE this season has taken enough from us
visacashapprb You did what
mercedesamgf1 First time?
a/n: i honestly see myself doing a part 2 for this because i feel like this one was just vibes. also shoutout amna al qubaisi ily
Summary: After losing out on her first win from a stupid mistake that nearly all the other drivers on the grid have made. Y/n finds that people still can't shut up about her but she'll make them regret it.
Themes/warnings: Misogyny and sexism within F1, drivers acting out of usual character (for the sake of the plot), specific to this part: mr Nico Rosberg is coming for jugulars just like y/n
Set in 2026 (Kimi!teammate - bye-bye Georgie) - using the 2025 race calendar for timeline reference
Pt 1
Word count: 2.4k
Y/n got another podium in Shanghai with a P3 then in Suzuka she was P5. Clearly some work needs doing to deal with rain, but they're back in the dry desert in Bahrain.
Familiar territory for y/n since testing was done here and before she came int the season she tested here with the team. She's feeling good.
Yet to finish outside the top 5 is a good record to hold, especially when she's proving to be the teammate pulling in the points after Kimi crashed in Shanghai.
Bahrain has really been a weekend y/n has dominated, she lead all the practices, she got pole and she's been leading every lap. She's got the fastest lap.
"Y/n took pole, she is being hunted down by Charles Leclerc, she is doing everything right. It is her last lap, if she can keep Charles behind her then she-she's gone off y/n is-Charles is leading the race." Crofty exclaims as they watch y/n make the error, getting over steer and ending up in gravel that she comes back out of but Charles has past her and she's lost her lead with no chance of getting past him before the line comes up on them and when she does cross the line.
Her radio is silent because they know to leave her alone.
"Well sometimes certain things don't need pointed out. Y/n is a podium sitter but never a race winner and I think that may be the story of her life."
Mercedes gets to the barriers as y/n pulls up, wanting to sit in the car or get out and march away but the type of repercussions that could have, would just not be worth it even if she dared to.
She can't even face the team as she immediately moves to get weighed with her helmet remaining on her head lifting the visor just enough to wipe the stray tears she can't contain.
Eventually she moves to the team who try to assure her that these things happen. It's happened to Charles even and he won the race today.
Charles is celebrating but the podium is painful and y/n is gone before anyone has a chance to pick up the champagne bottles to spray. Oscar being the other driver on there and while he's not exactly shown much support to y/n but he can read a room.
"You were amazing out there." Dakota states as she leans on the physio bed, head dropped down but she turns with a rage behind her eyes that lets the trainer know that it was not the right thing to say or the right time to even try to convince her that she's a good driver.
"I lost, Dakota. What about that was amazing? Humiliating myself? Do I look like I'm enjoying the degradation I get every time I fuck up for the world to see? Don't praise me when I don't deserve it because I'm not fucking asking for anyone to feed me lies to boost my ego and that includes you." Y/n spits letting her anger get the better of her.
Dakota knows it's not really her that's the problem, so she just gives Y/n the space she clearly needs.
She's the last one out into the media pen nearly missing it since usually they'd pack up by now but they waited to speak to her. It's too juicy not to after such an embarrassing end to the race.
"Hey, y/n. Not really the way to end such a strong weekend."
"No. It wasn't but what do you want me to say? I apologise to the team, they deserved this win. They've worked their asses off and I screwed it up on the last lap. And you guys are going to rip into me like you always do because you never learned how to respect woman and quite frankly I'd like to speak to your parents about how disgusting you can be. Same for quite a few drivers, I could have a word with them about how much disrespect their sons have. But I'm just a woman with a pretty face who can't win a race so what the fuck does my opinion matter, right?"
The media girl next to y/n eyes widen in horror at the PR nightmare that has just be set a light while the reporters are speechless.
"Thanks for your time." Y/n nods before leaving with the girl following as she moves to the press conference which is nearly completely done. She'll get a fine for being late but at this point she's beyond caring.
She gives one word answers to every question even when they attempt open-ended questions to force her to say no, but to them she only shrugs.
She's being an asshole, she knows it. But she can't hurt feelings anymore than hers have been hurt.
They deserve everything she gives them after the way they've treated her.
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"Nico, you like to defend and underdog a lot and you are a father of girls. What are your thoughts on y/n's comments to the media about not just the media but other drivers." Simon states as the Sky reports stand together for the Thursday pre-weekend run-up show.
"I truly think she said what needed to be said and actually I think a lot of the media and the drivers should heed her words. Maybe she should speak to their parents because that might get them to realise just how badly they've treated her compared to other drivers. Kimi and Lewis have defended her but beyond that we haven't really seen anyone actually speak positively of her and Max, Charles and Lando all made fairly sexist comments about her being in the sport." Nico explains with his usual no bullshit attitude.
"How do you think she's going to cope going into Jeddah?"
"Well we already saw that she's nearly on a complete shut down for the media. One word answers, no smiling. It might be instructions from the PR team with a bit of a if you have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all rule after she gave the media her raw thoughts."
They do move through the weekend, spending a lot of air time focusing on y/n who isn't shown the strength in practices that she showed in Bahrain which of course only supports the media's narratives of y/n being good as a one off.
More comments from Lando, Charles, Liam, Max, Carlos and Fernando joking and commenting about how she failed to get the win last weekend which just shows how much improvement is needed.
Dakota got an apology from y/n directly after she finished with media and the team debrief from the race. Though it wasn't long because Toto seemed to acknowledge there was nothing good to come from dwelling on her mistake.
Y/n gets a P3 for the starting grid and sitting in her grid slot heading into the race, y/n honestly feels like her heart is in her mouth.
Her confidence took a big hit last weekend, she's still sore and bruised emotionally from the loss and despite best efforts to stop her from seeing it she's seen the headlines and comments about her.
"They're taking their time lining up. But I just want to say, that you don't need to worry about a think, win or lose. We are a team and we do it together." Dez states trying to settle her nerves but his words don't exactly provoke anything but almost making her sick, because they lost with her last week.
"I'll win." Y/n promises simply.
She might not feel as mentally strong as she did before last week, but that's not to be mistaken as weakness or as a means of her not having the motivation to win.
When the lights go out, y/n actually jumps ahead of Lando and speed to chase Oscar since the McLaren's got a 1-2 for the starting grid.
Jeddah isn't necessarily the easiest track on the planet to pass and it takes up till lap 10 but y/n takes a dive and passes the McLaren actually making it look a little too easy, but she shoots off now in the clean air.
And this time she keeps it, keeping the lead after pitstops and taking it home over the line with a 15 second margin and having lapped the back runners.
"Y/n! You won! You are a race winner!" Dez practically screams through the radio while y/n laughs then cheering into the radio.
"We won. We fucking won. We are race winners, you and me-the whole team. I'm so happy-where's Kimi?"
"P3. We got a 1-3 podium." Toto answers then congratulating her further. "You didn't need to win to prove yourself, but you earned this. No one came close to you today and you didn't need a pole or to lead every practice to win."
"Thank you, Toto. For everything."
"We never had any doubts in taking you as a driver."
Y/n does rush her in lap a little, only wanting to celebrate with her team and when she gets out she is running to the team who lift her up chanting her name while she feels them do everything to pat and congratulate her.
Eventually she's set down and finds Kimi waiting for her, taking him into her arms as they exchange an impossibly tight hug before she moves to let him celebrate with the team as she gets weighed.
As she steps off she's pulled back into a hug by Lewis who is actually the P2 between the drivers of his old team.
"You showed them." Lewis states as she turns and hugs the older man. "You owned that race."
Y/n smiles before she pulls off her helmet and begins to gulp down some water since Jeddah is a wearing race.
Eventually she steps up for her post-race interview which is with none of than Nico Rosberg, a man she's been silently thanking for defending her and he also gets a hug before she steps onto the marker ready to talk.
"Y/n that was a dominant performance, you passed the McLarens, maintained lead. You had nothing you needed to prove but you really put yourself in P1 and you didn't waver for a second. How does it feel being a race winner?"
"It's incredible. I really cannot explain how this feels, it's the best. As a driver this is exactly what we're here to do, we're here to win, to get the most points and to do everything we can to give the team the results they deserve because they're the ones putting the work into these cars, they're working with me to help me drive the car to the best the car can perform. We're going to be celebrating tonight, that's for certain." Y/n nods not being able to wipe the smile off of her face.
"Well as a former driver, as a former Mercedes driver, I have to say that you have amazed me. I'm sure your team could not be happier with you than they are right now in this moment."
"Yeah, now I just have to keep it up. It's a tight fight with the people at the top." Y/n states before thanking Nico as they broadcast cuts for her to leave for the cool down room. But she doesn't leave without an extra comment. "I also just want to thank you for the comments defending me. It was really something I needed to hear."
"I'll never let them speak down about a good driver. And you shouldn't take it."
Y/n gets to the cool down room which is a much better vibe than any other cool down room, she feels relaxed and she's talking with both the men in there with her.
There's something special for a lot of the young girls who are aspiring to be in y/n's position one day. Standing there above two men; one man a legend of the sport specifically a legend in the team she now sort of leads and the other man predicted to be a threat to the grid but being outshone by his female teammate.
She's a race winner and she's about to make everyone recognise it whether they're willing to admit it was won on merit or not.
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Y/n still wants to troll the media a bit so she makes them wait as she showers and takes her fine ass time putting on an outfit to put everyone to shame. Because what's the fun in having a pretty face and winning a race if she can't make sure they're getting her in her best form?
"Y/n, you always keep us waiting."
"I don't keep important people waiting and that's all that really matters." Y/n smiles as she sits down for the press conference after giving the media pen polite but degrading answers for their questions.
They'll paint her as a monster with an ego that needs knocking down and an image problem. But she has to redeem herself a little after last weekend, especially since they may have allowed her the Sunday to go unpunished but she did get a call from Toto on the monday informing her that she can't talk to or about people the way she did. Though he only did it because he had to, really he would let her continue if she wanted to. It just has to be on record that he spoke to her about it being inappropriate.
"Anyway, I had to make sure I'm dressed for the occasion and winners always have to be the best dressed in the room...which by the looks of things. I can see that's exactly what I've achieved." Y/n smiles then patting Lewis' knee while he just smiles proudly at her shrugging off the indirect dig that even hit him as a presence in the room. "Though it's usually hard to compete with a man in red, I think I've managed it just fine."
"I agree for the record." Lewis nods earning a laugh and honestly as a man who as advocated for women to be in the sport. He's just happy to see her actually enjoying her time as a driver for once, though it's almost certain to be short lived. She should be allowed to enjoy it and he'll not be the one to ruin her fun.
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f1gossip red bull driver, y/n l/n, was spotted out in los angeles with her group of friends. while taking photos with fans, someone asked her if carlos did give paul mescal her phone number and she replied with “I’m still waiting, i think paul’s taking his sweet time.”
it’s rumored that paul will attend the las vegas grand prix, do you think these two will meet? will we have a new couple making their paddock debut? let us know in the comments!
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The second Carlos introduced Paul and Y/n, he declared himself Cupid. The Irishman and the driver could not stop talking even though Y/n had media duties to attend to. Carlos excused himself once Y/n started talking about wanting to visit Ireland soon, with Paul offering to show her around.
“You see that? That’s all me.” Carlos told Charles as they walked back to the Ferrari garage.
“Well isn’t that nice of you,” Charles chuckled then looked back at the potential couple. “Do you think Y/n will let me join her if she goes to Ireland?”
“Mate, let it go for now. You’ll go there eventually.”
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F1’s current female driver is invited to be on Brittany Broski’s Royal Court! Do they match each others freak?
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It was a little warm in the small studio, especially because of the heavy lighting and costume velvet surrounding me; however, I could not be more excited. It was summer break, and the first thing I did was get on a flight and explore LA with my dear friend Brittany Broski. I've been a long term fan of hers and somewhere along the way, through a string of comments and shared fans, we began an online friendship. She invited me to be on her show, Royal Court, and I jumped at the chance. That brought me here, inside the studio, sun kissed by the California sun, and decked out in a crown and cloak. I smiled at Brittany as she spoke, "Welcome to Royal Court! The show where pop culture royalty compete for a spot on my trusted council. Today I am joined by most feared jouster, please welcome Lady YN LN!"
The room filled with gently applause as I strutted onto set! I used my arms to make the cloak flow in the "wind." This earned a laugh and bigger applause from Brittany. Before taking a seat, I dramatically bowed to her, "your highness! Its an honor to be in your presents."
"My liege! How was your journey?" she jokes.
"Dragons these days, they just seem to be getting smaller and smaller! But the carriage ride was simple lovely!"
"Ahhh yes, I'll make a note to beef them up in the realm," we laugh amongst each other and I reach over to grab her hand. She held it back in a smaller welcome before shuffling the aged paper in her hands, "Lady YN, are you ready for the trials set before you today?"
"I want to say yes, but with you I never know!"
"Watch your tongue madame, or I'll have you thrown in the dungeon!" She sends me a pointed look before chucking and continuing on, "Without further ado, let the trials begin!"
Brittany clapped twice and I braced myself, first the main lights went off and then two direct spot lights flashed on. Despite knowing this was going to happen, I was still caught by surprise. Her team chuckled at my slow blinks and shocked expression, "and here I thought my new tan would look good."
"Yea the lights wash us out a bit."
"Mmh, you just couldn't let anyone look better than you! I'm on to you Brit," I muse. The team behind the cameras laugh at my accusation, before Brittany carries the show onward.
"Ms. LN, we're starting this trial off with a very serious question. Please prepare yourself."
"Yes ma'am, hit me."
"How do you not pee in the suit? Like genuinely, I need logistics." I immediately leaned forward laughing, and I heard Brittany lose it next to me. As soon as I composed my self, I made eye contact with Brittany and we both lost it again.
After catching our breaths I begin my answer, "I know for some drivers who do pee in their suits, this is a hard thing to do, but for me I keep it in mostly with the overwhelming need to preserve my dignity. I am also not a stranger to last minute bathroom break."
"I feel like I would pee in the car."
"I have no doubt in my mind that you would. I personally can't imagine looking my team in the face and being like 'great race today, also there's a puddle of my piss that needs cleaning from the seat.'"
"No yea, that makes sense."
"Would that stop you?"
"Probably not," she looks down at her papers, "these next few are about guys in the dating sense, so buckle up and forget about your husband for a minute. Can you do that for me, ma’am?”
I laugh at her antics before nodding seriously, “I think I can manage.”
She nods back, “firstly, do you get the ick when a guy doesn't know how to drive stick? I feel like if I was paid to drive around 200 mph on a manual steering car, if a man couldn't even do that in a regular car, I couldn't do him."
"Uhhh not really. It’s also a different kind of manual, so that helps them. If they can't drive at all, then I really get the ick, ya know? You're a grown man and can't even travel long distances without someone else's help, what else can't you do wash your ass? No thanks, pass."
Brittany bursted out into a belly laugh before replying, "thats so real."
"Like I don't mind if he's a passenger princess by choice..."
"But he needs to be able to get behind the wheel if the time calls."
"Exactly! But, all that to say I did bag a racing driver so no worries here!"
"That's right! Girl, you married a man who can, not only drive fast, but he looks damn good doing it!"
"Damn right he does!” I giggle before bragging on Pato even more, “he can drive stick, manual, and open wheel!"
Brittany looks away from me to make eye contact with the center camera, "this is what an icon looks like. Take notes. Next up, what's more intense, driving a hairpin turn in the rain, or trying to explain to a man on Hinge what you do for a living?"
"Explaining the job is easy, especially if I named dropped Max or Charles. What's really intense is explaining basic empathy to men on Hinge," I answer, chuckling.
"Thats so true queen, but I can't imagine you, out of all the women out there, fighting with a man to understand empathy."
"Listen," an embarrassed blush creeps onto my face, "there was a time, when a young YN was riding the F1 rookie high. Men from all different countries took me out and when you're with a 10/10 hottie, sometimes you put up with some red flags. But guess what? It all worked out in the end!" I smile at the camera over Brittany's shoulder and flashed the rings on my left hand.
Brittany let out a laugh, "yes ma'am! I LOVE you!! To wrap up my section about men, who's the hottest F1 driver and why is it always the brooding one who never smiles?"
I playfully sigh and look down, "it always comes back to Kimi Räikkönen, doesn't it?"
"Listen there is something about a grumpy man who has a soft spot for me and me only!" We broke out into another laughing section, causing me to grab my stomach, "anyway, you are the paddock queen of side quests."
I begin looking around the studio, this causes Brittany to stop reading her question and her crew to laugh, "I think you're wrong there Brit, I only ever drive and sleep. I have 100% focus all the time. "
"Ahh yes you are so correct, thats my bad. Please forgive me."
"No," I state flatly. We make eye contact once again and begin to laugh.
"So if you were to go on a side quest, like the Met Gala after party with Sir Lewis Hamilton, do you show up hungover to the track or behave?"
"See when my trainer and team see this, I'm gonna wish I said behave; the truth however..."
"You can be real here girl, no worries," Brittany goes to rest a hand on my knee, as if a serious confession was coming.
"Well, if you insist," I joke sitting up straighter, "all I'm gonna say is Max Verstappen won a championship hangover, so who am I to question science."
The crew loses it before Brittany moves on, "10/10 answer. Has anyone ever said something so bad, so offensive in a press conference that you've wanted to run them over with a car?"
I widen my eyes in fake surprise and lean towards Brittany, making sure to whisper into the mic, "how did you find out about May 23, 2022? No one was supposed to know about that!"
"Now that I know, will you have to kill me?" She replies with the same energy, holding back her laughter.
"No, I don't think so," I suddenly lean back and far to casually say, "something about diplomatic immunity."
"Ohhh ok good! I'm relieved," she wipes fake sweat off of her forehead, "are you ready for the final question?"
"Yes my most royal, supreme leader, I am!"
"Which track is the most slay? Like if the circuits were girls, who's the baddest?"
I break out into an amazed smile and begin to think, "that’s such a good question! I think there are too many different types of slay to just pick one. It depends your personal vibe— the old money girl, who wears linen pants and carries a Hermès bag? Monaco. But on the other end of the spectrum is the trendy, influencer it girl in the form of the Miami GP track. She’s the one you want to pick the club. If I had to choose one of the girls to be the most slay in my eyes, it would be Imola. She’s rich, in vibe and history, and she’s hosted so many of “the greats.” She knows how to party, in a classy way. I feel like she always pairs the correct type of wine with her food. I could never."
"Thats such a good take, if we had all day, I'd listen to you go through all the tracks."
"Maybe later when I'm wine and dining you," I send a joking wink, poking fun at our dinner plans later.
"With the wrong wine pairing?" She fires. I make a mock offended expression.
"Ok now," I look away from her and to the crew behind the camera, "is this shit over? Can I go now?"
"No, stay, I'm sorry! If I can be vulnerable with you right now, I don't know how to pair wine with food either."
"It's like an art! Whenever I go out for a meal and Yuki is there, I make sure to sit next to him and let him take charge. If you mess up around him, you will catch the sass of a thousands real housewives, it's insane," we laugh at the mention of his sass, "I think you would enjoy a dinner with Yuki, he makes great conversation and its fascinating to watch him judge a meal."
"I'll have my people call his people," she jokes before placing the aged paper down on the table and looking into the camera, "Lady YN, you passed!!"
Small applause filled the space once again, "You know Brit, it was tough there for a moment, didn't know if id be able to overtake some of those questions."
"Someone has gotta keep you on your toes, these F1 drivers can get lazy. I offer my congratulations on surviving my royal interrogation! I must ask, has all this truth speaking worked up an appetite?"
"truth speaking?" I whisper, giggling, before Brittany motioned to ignore her poor wordage, "I have, madame Broski!! Bring on the grub!"
"Hell yea! Squires," she claps twice and her crew members bring us both silver platters. With another round of claps, they remove the lids. I see an array of food with different tracks pinned on toothpicks and stuck into them. I smile at the presentation and look up for her to continue, "I prepared several delicacies from across your land! Now, I wanna quiz you on what represents what. You have the tracks printed to help you."
"OMG, ok! I can do this! I see mini croissants with the Moza track and, im assume, that is paired with the candies for Imola. I don't know what they are but I'm going to guess espresso?" Brittany nods and I cheer, "I know the flavors of Italy!"
"This is our low budget version of an Italian breakfast!" She laughs.
"Ohh I see!" I chuckle, "it's wonderful! Am I guessing them all, or are we eating in between?"
"Let's eat between, because I have topics to discuss with each one and I dont wanna have to circle back," we all laugh at her honesty.
"Love the honesty, let's do it!" We both grab the croissants and take a bite, "yes I love a stale, supermarket croissant to represent Italy."
Brittany breaks out into a laughing fit, "and the quality isn't gonna go up from here, so buckle up!" I pop a candy in my mouth before nodding for Brittany to continue, "ok so, do you ever eat your feelings in the Parc ferme over the race results or is that just me on the couch?"
We both crack up before I speak, "its so sweet that my results have an effect on your, I'm flattered! I don't normally eat my feelings, at least until a few hours later. That being said, when fans gift me snacks throughout the day, I do have a tendency to break into them in my drivers room." I smile sheepishly at what I just admitted.
"Oh ok, I see how it is," she rolls her eyes playfully before motioning for me to continue my guessing game.
"I'm interested in this," I raise a cheap paper cup filled with bubbly liquid, "it has the Monaco track, and I wanna say its either grape juice or champagne."
"Bottoms up," Brittany raises her own up and we cheers. I take a large swig and start coughing.
"I did not think that was actually alcoholic!" I pull the cup away from my face and look at it, "I'm sure Charles will be glad to see his glamorous home country is represented by a paper cup."
"You were warned about the quality. For this county, I want to ask if you had a cocktail made in your honor, what would it be? And is it lethal?"
"My answer already exists, but it's a French martini. She's pink, she's fun, she's feminine, I love her! It's a martini with black raspberry liqueur and pineapple juice. And, like me, she's as lethal as you make her!" I finish with a laugh and finish the champagne.
"Thats such a solid answer, I think I'll have to try one at dinner tonight but it does sound very you!"
"Thank you! I love them more than life itself," I smile and see Brittany gesture to continue, "I see some seasoned almonds with the Spanish GP track,"
"Yes these are Spicy Marocna Almonds. And on the topic of spicy things, I wanna hear your best F1 hot take."
"Brittany, you are trying to get me canceled," I tried the almonds while I thought over my answer, "these are amazing! My hot take would have to be, if you have only ever raced in superior machinery you can't call yourself a legend. You don't have to have won, but true legend material can at least show some promise in an underperforming car."
"Oh tea, watch your back after that once," Brittany replies, "ok Lady YN, carry on!"
"Okkkk, I see a very tiny cucumber sandwich," I examine the plate, "for Silverstone?"
"You are correct! I'm getting the feeling this challenge should've been made harder. Someones getting fired," she threatens her team behind the camera before focusing back, "as we dive in, what circuit has the best food."
"Ok," I ponder while chewing the sandwich, "before I get into F1, let me tell you the best place to get food at an IndyCar race."
"Ooooh ok, bonus content!”
"Its not often I get to see Pato race in person, but when I do I let myself get lax on my diet, and if my trainer sees this I'm joking..."
"Girl saying that hot take made you so bold, be careful now," Brittany laughs.
"Oh girl I know this will be brought up in a team meeting," I joke back, "but anyway Road America has the best food, hands down and thats from a fan POV. If I had to pick for F1, the actual tracks themselves I dont know, just because I'm always eating team meals; however, food outside of the track I'm picking the Mexico GP. Nothing is better than authentic Mexican food, and I stand by that."
"I see I see, I would love to try it sometime," she responds.
"Girl, remind me and I'll fly you out! Anyway, I feel like my answer perfectly segways us into our final treat, the food for the Mexico GP, which is represented by 100% authentic chips and queso!" I joke looking down at the tortilla chips covered in poorly melted shredded cheese. Both Brittany and I throw our heads back in laugher and I have to wipe tears from my eyes.
"I thought this was a judgment free zone!" Between laughs Brittany finally gets out her question, "have you ever cried over a meal during a race weekend?"
"Funnily enough I have!"
"Ok, love! What was the meal, and as it worth the breakdown?"
"Oh it was 100% worth it, and it was homemade 'tacos de trompo.' I have no clue what that translates to in English, nor will I be learning."
"Y'all mind if a white girl speaks a little Spanish tonight," Brittany jokes, causing us both to have yet another laughing fit, "can we hear the story behind this cry."
"Ok so what triggered it was the food was truly that damn good. But it was a super bad race weekend, we didn't have a great qualifying position and I didn't make it much higher in the race. Pato had come to the race and I was super upset that I didn't perform very well for him," I began to laugh at the absurdity of this story, "and so to try and make me feel better, Pato cooked his favorite meal in the small hotel suite kitchen. I remember feeling so overwhelmed because he loved me and that dish was so goddamn good! I still beg him to make those tacos one a week."
"I imagine you're across the world, just on the phone begging," Brittany laughs out.
"No I swear, I'm prepared to insulate a box and pay for priority shipping."
"Also cooking dinner? That’s very much wifey material of him,” Brittany comments.
“No literally. When Megan said, ‘I don’t cook, I don’t clean, but let me tell you I got this ring.’ She was speaking to me. Ho was in my walls and wrote that about me.” Everyone in the studio breaks out into a laughing fit at my confession, before Brittany continued through broken laughter.
“Well Lady YN, how did you enjoy the royal feast?" Brittany asks in her special accent.
"It was quite delicious, your highness! I think we need to start a food review show," I say.
"You know, I agree."
"We'll start with the F1 calendar, and then go from there!" I chuckle.
"Quitting my job here as we speak so I can focus on those full time!"
"All these people just got fired in real time," I joke pointing to her crew behind the camera who are all struggling to keep in their giggles.
"They'll be fine, you can only go up from here. Next on the royal agenda is creating you a family crest and that way everything you own can belong to me since you're apart of my realm."
"I wouldn't expect anything less," I glance down at the paper with prompts and look back up, "this is where you ask the serious questions right?"
"Yes!" She smiles and looks into the camera filming on my side, "YN LN fan of the show! First question, you've broken into of the most male dominated sports in the world, what part of the journey tested you the most?"
"The hardest part was seeing the guys id drive with get all these offers and opportunities. It’s not easy for everyone, there are some guys I used to drive with who didn’t make it to f1, so I’m not alone in this struggle. It sucked, and sucks, to know that I don't need to be good enough or equal to these guys, I need to be better to really prove myself. "
"Are you sick of running as fast as you can?" She asks, I giggle before replying.
"Wondering if id get there quicker..."
"If I was a man," we sing together.
'Literally my personal anthem," I laugh.
"Next up, was there every a moment where you felt yourself truly become an F1 driver?"
"There was! I feel like the answer I should give is my first F1 win, however it’s not my honest answer. When you asked that the first thing I thought of was a little girl from the Silverstone GP my first year racing. She ran up to me with the sweetest little accent and told me that I inspired her to work extra hard when karting and that she wants to race like me one day. She then gave me this friendship bracelet that I wear everyday," I raised my arm to show off the bracelet made of different shades of pink and purples, "I actually invited her and her mom to watch that race from the garage and then I got a podium so that was super fun. Being her inspiration made it all feel real, not just her but so many people were watching me and looking up to me. You don't get that feeling unless you're doing something important."
"Thats beautiful," Brittany smiles softly, knowing how much the moment means to me, "I don't know if you have a different answer for this, but what's the moment that made all the sacrifices worth it?"
"When I gifted my mom my very first trophy. I have all the others displayed in my home, but that one," I smile and think back to that day, "I was still sticky with sweat and champagne, running around on the winners high, but everything slowed when I saw her, standing alone amongst the chaos. I didn't even think 'I should give her this,' I just felt it, it was like instinct. We were both crying and it made everything we'd given up worth it," I take a moment to glance up at Brittany, she wears a soft smile and her eyes are on the brink of tears from the happy story and the emotions in my voice. I pause my drawing and straighten up my back, "I owe her so much more than a trophy. I may have sacrificed a normal school career and friends, but she gave up so much money, time, and energy. I mean, my mom let her underaged daughter go racing around Europe without her, I don’t know if I’m even strong enough for that. She deserves the world in repayment."
"Awww come here," in the midst of a normally hilarious and chaotic show, Brittany brought out a sweet and tender moment for me. We had small tears clouding our vision when we embraced, "that was amazing, thank you for sharing that."
"Thank you for letting me!" I smiled, attempting to bring the energy back up, "another good answer would be when I married Pato. I mean everything that brought me to racing also brought me to my smoke show of a husband!"
Everyone laughed, "and we're back to unserious!"
"Girl I am being very serious, I don't play about my man!"
Brittany wiped her tears from laughing before beginning again, "moving on, what kind of legacy do you want to leave? Not just on the race track, but for the girls who come after you?"
"A legacy filled with fearlessness and unapologetic energy. I want people, girls, to look at my life and my career and never see a timid, meek girl; I want them to look and be inspired to be loud and get shit done."
"Get. Shit. Done." Brittany pretended to write on her stack of questions, "I love that and, may I add, you are doing a lovely job at leaving. Watching you on my TV and also getting to know you personally, you give that same energy and this is only the start. I can only imagine what your legacy will develop by the time your old."
"Aww I love you Brit," I make eye contact with the camera, "get you friend like Brittany Broski, she always knows what to say."
"Aww stawp it," she fans herself before whispering, "no keep going, keep going. I kid! What is something you wish male F1 fans would stop saying to/about you?"
"Ugh!" I let out a groan of annoyance, "Anything that involves me sleeping with someone. I got every seat in my career through hard work and grit. This pussy is good, but thats only for my husband to know."
"AHHHH!! YES MA'AM!!" Brittany exclaimed at my statement, cracking the whole studio up, "on that absolutely iconic note, Lady YN please present your shield to the realm!"
"Ok! Everyone please be kind, my drawing skills are not the best," I nervously chuckle holding up my paper.
"Oh its good!"
"Thanks Brit," I smile before continuing, "the first prompt was 'my personal royal court,' so I drew my pit crew as knights, with my trainer holding a gauntlet, and my engineer holding my steering wheel as a sword, all in stick figure form of course. Next was my 'weapon of choice', so I drew my steering wheel again. I debated drawing my rear with open, but DRS is too unpredictable to be my first choice, Oscar would agree. Next, was a 'pre-race comfort,' and I drew a note. I keep this note in my phone case and look at it before every race. It's from Danny Ricc, he left it stuck to my car before my ver first F1 race. The drawing version says, 'now go send it, -Daniel.' The real version," I pause while I retrieve the note, "says ' Hey legend, big day. First F1 race — soak it in. You earned that seat, so trust yourself. Block out the noise, keep it clean off the start, and let the rest come to you. You don’t have to prove everything today — just drive like you know you can. Oh, and smile. You're doing something epic. Now go send it. – Daniel.' I miss Danny in the paddock everyday!"
"I would get that tattooed on me," Brittany says amazed while I show her the aged note.
"I've been debating getting one of the lines tatted, don't temp me or else I will. Anyway, the last piece was to illustrate and write my motto. For this prompt I drew a bottle of champagne surrounded by a laurel wreath, and on the champagne I wrote, 'I don't race to prove, I race to reign.' Before now, I didn't have a motto but being here with you, Brittany, I was inspired," I wrap up with a smile.
"Thats amazing! Would you please sign that for me?" I nod and sign right above the crest, "perfect. Now Lady YN, please take a knee so I may knight thee. It is my upmost privilege and honor to knight thee Grandmistress of the Grid, blessed by racing gods and engine gremlins alike!"
"Thank you Queen Broski!" I exclaim as applause fills the studio once again. She has me the Royal Court mug as a parting gift and I thank her.
"Is there anything you'd like to promote to my realm?"
"Yes! Watch me drive in the Formula 1 racing series! We have practice and qualifying runs, and most importantly, we race on Sundays!" I turn to Brittany once again, "It was amazing to be here! Thank you!"
"It was amazing to have you! Squire, please escort the lovely lady out!" With two claps, a crew member extended their arm for me to take. I gently grab ahold and flutter my cape the same way I did on the way in. I watched as Brittany finished the video and called the day a wrap, "does this make anyone else wanna go to Medieval Times?"
"Oh count me in girl," Brittany exclaims as we both laugh.
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User1 DUO👏OF👏THE👏CENTURY👏
User2 ugh YN looks SO good!!
User3 Pato can you fight???
User4 get me someone who matches my freak like YN LN matches Brittany’s 😩😩😩
User5 “forget about your husband for a minute” HAS ME DEAD
user6 it was so funny to see YN relive her dating days!
User7 no cause her eyes when she was talking about explaining empathy to men… girlie has dating war stories
User8 this is my official petition to get YN on the Broski Report to share dating stories
User9 no cause she’s so real bc if I raced with me, I too would make drop Max and Charles on a date
Used10 I’d be to scared they’d leave me! Charles is so pretty to name drop
User11 LMAO YN SMILING WHEN MENTIONING KIMI DURING THE HOTTEST F1 DRIVER QUESTION!! She’s just like me fr fr
User12 she has 10/10 taste
User13 Yn ate down with the track girlies question!
Ussr14 right?? Like her observations were a 10/10
User15 it makes me wanna draw all the tracks as IT girlies
User16 her brining Yuki up when talking about pairing wine with food?? That’s too sweet
User17 no cause imagine her, Brittany, and Yuki all at dinner— that’s a recipe for disaster!
User18 the low quality spread for different race tracks is cracking me up!!
User19 YN tried so hard to hide her laughter 💀
User20 ok now I really need a Brittany and YN food review show! Imagine they go to all the F1 tracks and then the IndyCar tracks!!
User21 anyone else crying over the Pato taco story?? Like he cares about her and can cook??
User22 dream man right there
User23 answering a serious question and turning it into a Taylor Swift karaoke session is very on brand for YN and Brittany
User24 YN wearing a friendship bracelet from a fan years ago makes me cry!! She’s so sweet and sentimental
User25 no because her saying that was the moment she felt like a driver was actually so nice to hear! It was refreshing for it to not be her actually driving, but rather the impact she has on fans
User26 at the end of the day, YN really does care for us!!
User27 watching YN talk about her mom and both her and Brittany get emotional killed me!! As a mom myself, it’s super nice to see her genuinely care and appreciate what she did!!
User28 YN drawing her team as stick figures and fantasy characters was so clever!!
User29 right, I know they loved it when they saw the video!!
User30 THE LETTER FROM DANIEL??? 😭😭😭
User31 hits different in 2025
User32 he was always so genuine and kind, it’s nice to see little things like that pop up!
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ynln I've been knighted!! My episode of Royal Court is out now!!