#f1 grid 2024

[silversurfersx]

media duties | f1grid

part 2

f1 grid x driver!reader [smau]

summary: in which the reader tries to escape her media duties

faceclaim: jamie chadwick and random people I found on pinterest

warnings: fluff, swearing

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f1gossip: williams driver y/n y/l/n was seen entering the redbull garage. Is redbull looking outside their junior team for a possible perez replacement?

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user: y/n I'm telling you, this isn't a good idea

user: that would be so cool

user: slow your horses redbull, the seat's still warm

redbullracing: this is news to me

yourusername: same

user: what about yuki and liam

user: and isack

user: I don't think she's got the pace

user: how the fuck is she supposed to have the right pace in a williams user: the right talent finds the pace anywhere yourusername: that's deep man user: y/n cheering on her own hate comments, lol

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[caption: netflix I've found her]

yourusername: betrayed by my own teammate, I can't believe it 🥺 alex_albon: if I have to do the netflix stuff, so do you yourusername: max and oscar put all this work in to help me hide and you ruin it all😔

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"Y/n what do you say about the redbull rumours?" The interviewer asked, stopping you in the media pen.

"Which one?" You asked, pretending to be clueless. It was a little joy of yours to give short answers to media personal. You didn't really enjoy interviews, but you understood your duties, but that didn't mean that you took them serious. You were in f1 to race, not to entertain interviewers.

"The ones regarding your possible move to redbull, leaving williams." The interviewer continued.

"They're not true." You plainly answered, grinning at the interviewer. A short glance over to your pr officer told you that she didn't support you content-less answers.

"What were you doing at redbull then?"

"Hiding."

"From?" The interviewer seemed to be more annoyed with each word.

"Netflix. They're filming for drive to survive." You answered the frustrated interviewer, giving into better worded answers.

"And you don't want to be filmed." The interviewer asked and you shook your head chuckling. "No."

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The crowd was screaming all around you as waved at them from time to time, your eyes were focused on them but kept switching over to the front of the wagon where the interviewer was speaking with Lando. You didn't dared to walk up front, because you knew then you would be in immediate eyesight of the interviewer to pick you.

When Lando seemed to finish his talk you stepped further behind Fernando who stood beside you and looked at you with light amusement. He himself wasn't the biggest interviewer fan and tended to stay in the back. You seemed to have bonded over that.

"Don't make eye contact, Fernando, I think Lando is done." You muttered stepping behind Fernendo, hiding from the eyes up front. You crouched down slightly and Fernado aided you by carefully stepped forward to hide your body.

"They're looking at Geroge, I think you're clear." He muttered looking at you.

Leaning around Fernando you watched as Geroge stepped forward to be interviewed.

"I think Geroge is gonna be the last interview." You said standing back up.

"Great. We escaped once again." Fernando chuckled and you joined.

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yourusername: yacht, brother, nephew. life is good! ⛵🧑🏽🧒🏼🌼

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alex_albon: james has been calling you nonstop

yourusername: I don't have my phone alex_albon: how are you posting the pictures then? yourusername: my laptop alex_albon: you have been taking those pictures with your laptop? 😐🤨 yourusername: yes.

user: is she hiding out on her yacht?

user: is netflix looking for you again?

yourusername: yes

charles_leclerc: where is my invitation? Alex wanted to see the little man too

yourusername: she can come, auggie misses her too😊 alexandrasaintmleux: ahh I can't wait 🥰 charles_leclerc: what about me? yourusername: gotta ask auggie yourusername: he says to bring lec if you want to come charles_leclerc: sure 'he' 🙄

williamsracing: james wants us to tell you that you get a strike if you keep putting off his calls

yourusername: 👍

user: she really gives no fucks

user: not when she knows that netflix is involved

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"Hello?" You finally picked up James' call, after a few too many unanswered calls made you feel bad for not answering. Putting on your most innocent voice, you hoped he wouldn't be too mad.

"Y/n, where are you?" James asked his voice urgent and stressed. You grimaced at the tone, swearing internally.

"Home in Monaco on my yacht. Why?"

Jame groaned on the other side of the line. "Y/n, Netflix has been standing in front of your flat for an hour. You were supposed to be filming for them."

"Why, I didn't agree to them filming me at home. Only that it's okay if they follow me during races." You argued, clearly remembering those conditions.

"They didn't have any footage of you during the races, so they wanted to film a little segment with you in monaco." James argued. "I told you about that and asked if that was alright and you said 'yeah, yeah, alright'."

You frowned thinking back if he you did agree to that. And deep in a memory you pushed away you did remeber agreeing.

"Fuck!" You muttered. "What do I do?"

You knew that you couldn't escaped them now, you had your duties, whether you liked them or not.

"I'm gonna call the director and explain the situation and you are gonna go back to your apartment and just do a few hours of filming, after I promise to try to keep them off your back. Just please try to do this this once."

"Okay, I will, sorry James. Thank you." You muttered feeling bad for the stress you had caused the man and if filming a bit of dts got them off your back, you had to push through. "But only in my flat, I don't want them filming my family."

"Alright, thank you. I know you don't like the media, but it is important, I need you to understand that." James insisted

"Yeah, and I'm sorry again for pushing it off. I gotta go now, bye." You muttered.

"Goodbye." James replied.

You hung up and groaned. Why did you agree to Netflix in the first place?

The sound of your nephew on the top deck brought you out of your thoughts and made you step up the stairs.

"Well off to hell."

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maxverstappen1: did they get you yourusername: yes😔

[uglyducklingofthe2000s]

Help Would Be Fantastic - F1 Grid

Request from @bibblemiluvr - hiyaa can u make a fic about rookie driver accidentally getting locked inside the paddock after hours and the other drivers r trying to find them? thank youu - needed to alter this ever so slightly bc I don't think they can get locked in the paddock, but this request may been like the hospitality unit

Short!reader (her and and Yuki making the shortest team on the grid 🫡)

Word count: 1.2k

No part 2 requests please

To say the least, y/n has charmed everyone immediately and with her first race seeing her get points. All the other drivers wanted to celebrate with her and she was very excited.

She'd gone back to the garage after media to have a moment with the team just to thank them and enjoy her first race before celebrations with the team.

And on her way back out, she just nipped to the bathroom and it would've been fine. If the door didn't jam and if her team wasn't part of the Red Bull family in blazing music as they work and tune out her shouting for help.

They even bring the speaker past her as the last person exits.

To make matters worse, she left her phone in the hospitality unit.

"No. No. Hey! I'm stuck in here!" Y/n exclaims kicking the door that seems to have only gotten more stuck in her attempts.

Meanwhile her trainer, Adam is actually pretty panicked as he looks around for her and finds the drivers are waiting for her all together. Y/n must be one of the few people in the world who can get these men to come together just for one thing. But there they are.

"Hey, have you guys seen y/n? I can't find her anywhere."

That seems to catch attention and raise immediate alarm.

"She's missing?"

"All her stuff is still here, her phone, her bag, she hasn't even changed out of her driving suit." Adam stresses clearly getting more stressed as he realises no one knows where she is.

Now usually the drivers would care so little if another driver went after a race. But y/n has somewhat taken on the role of a sister the group and the idea of her being missing triggers that protective nature from them all.

They don't take much time to figure out a plan and divide up searching the slowly emptying paddock and moving around to search.

However, by the time they regroup she's still missing.

Not that any of them have checked the garage since the garages are all locked up.

"Maybe she's been kidnapped." Pierre comments making the rest of the group look at him in further distress. "What? It wouldn't be the first time...and she's a bit of an easy target."

"Should we call the police?" Carlos questions before a muffled banging and yelling echoes through the paddock.

It's almost a ghost town by this point, none of the drivers have stayed this late. At least not for years.

"What is that?" Lando frowns while y/n is actually bruising her shoulder trying to gain her freedom.

She's past the point of calmly waiting for rescue. She's not heard anyone for nearly an hour now and the panic is completely taking over.

"Please! I'm stuck!" Y/n exclaims feeling the tears staining her cheeks. "Fuck they never use this fucking track after this weekend. Someone please! I'm still in here."

Another body slam makes a sudden pain shoot through her shoulder and the cry out in agony is definitely a bad sign. 1 race in and she's injured, but oh no it's not from getting locked in a toilet.

"Y/n?" A voice calls making her cry out in a mixture of her pain and relief.

"Oh my gosh, Max! I'm stuck and I think I just dislocated my shoulder. The door is stuck." Y/n hiccups slumping down on the ground.

"You dislocated your shoulder?!" Adam exclaims while the rest of the drivers try to figure out a way to get her out. Nico and Lewis being the older and wiser ones, move to get proper help since there's no doubt that 19 drivers and a trainer will probably only injure themselves if y/n has already managed to do that.

"I was trying to knock the door down. Please, can someone just get the door open. My shoulder really hurts and I have never felt claustrophobia like this." Y/n whines actually feeling her throat hurt from the amount of yelling for help she's been doing.

They end up having to call for security and when that fails they actually begin to question what the hell this door is made off. Eventually they manage to find a hammer and after smacking the lock off.

Then a few move hits and instruction for y/n to stand as far out the way as possible. But finally she is rescued.

"You can never choose the non-chaotic way, can you?" Adam sighs as he looks at her shoulder. "I can pop it back in but you really need to see a doctor."

"The medics are still here." George states as Max and Lando pick y/n up since the amount of pain she is in is visibly distressing her.

So after getting her to the medical centre, they do numb it with some anaesthetic and pop it back into place before putting it in a sling with instructions to rest.

"I know I need to rest but I'm starving." Y/n pouts looking around and while they were supposed to be at the restaurant already.

When they get there, it takes some convincing. George does some talking, Lewis does some name dropping and y/n gestures to her arm as a reason for why they were late for the reservation.

But eventually they are seated with y/n sitting between Oscar and Yuki.

"Well it took a while for you to get here, but I think a toast is due." Fernando comments making her smile. "To the newest rookie and her points on debut."

Y/n smiles tilting her head in a bashful manner since there's no doubt that she is very much flattered by the longest standing driver on the grid praising her.

They all cheers their drinks before they taking a sip.

"Thank you." Y/n nods before she sighs just sort enjoying the moment.

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"Y/n, what happened to your shoulder?" An interviewer asks as y/n steps up for Thursday media.

"Oh...I got locked in the restroom after the race last weekend. Dislocated my shoulder trying to get out, even up being rescued by all the other drivers. It's fine now though, well for the most part." Y/n smiles shifting her shoulder since is stiff and aches a little. "Will not be doing that again and I think the team will check next time before locking up."

"So you'll be in the car?"

"I will definitely be in the car." Y/n confirms before she smiles at him and sighs as they move the questions on but every new media she moves to, she is asked about her shoulder and some ask about the bruises before she's finally allow to get away.

"You look tired." Adam comments earning a groan as she flops face down onto the physio bed. "How about a massage to try and help the shoulder?"

"Please...it's actually worse from embarrassment from everyone asking." Y/n groans really needing to go do her seat fitting and track walk but there's no denying a dislocated shoulder isn't as one and done as people make it seem in movies when they just pop it back into place.

[celemilii]

F1 drivers x reader | chaotic group p.6

summary: Franco Colapinto decides to play a joke on the drivers and give them the wrong mobile phone number to add to the f1 group. What can go wrong?

masterlist | part 5 | part 7

warning: bad language, smau & narrative

hii everyone, since one of you told me i could tag people in the comments (thank you again) I'll try to do it! And I also wanted to let you know that the following part is probably the last one 💚

if you weren't tag it's because i didn't find your user!

You enter the paddock as if it were the most normal thing in the world but inside you know that it is not. You're in Mexico, about to enter the Mercedes garage with some passes that a supposed Formula 1 driver was in charge of obtaining, for some reason.

You found the situation quite amusing. End up in their group by mistake? What were the possibilities? Almost none, you knew that for sure, but it had still happened.

You get to see George Russell's tall, slender body in the distance and, suddenly, it's as if this whole game on a screen has become real. They were no longer just the guys you joked with from time to time over messages. No no, they are there. Then, remember that no matter how close yoy get to him, he will treat you like just another fan since he doesn't know you. For a moment you hesitate whether to approach him or not. What would you say to him? 'Hello, George. I'm the stranger you invited as if you'd known all your life.' Was saying that even a possibility?

However, he directs his gaze to where you are standing and it's like he knows. With a bit of uncertainty in his eyes, he raises his hand and waves at you from a distance and you do the same. George approaches the garage entrance and waits for you there so you have no choice but to approach.

“Hello,” you say shyly. "I know it's weird but I'm..."

“Y/n,” finishes the sentence for you. "I figured so. I'm George." He presented himself as if it were necessary.

George works as a kind of tour guide around the garage, introducing you to the rest of the team, who are quite confused by your presence. You can't judge them.

"It feels really weird to be here"

"¿Is it? ¿With?"

"I don't know, George. We barely know each other, I barely identify the rest of the boys." I tell him as we head towards the front again.

"I'm not going to lie to you, it's a little crazy. But I don't think anything this funny will happen to us in a long time so relax, okay? Try to enjoy this experience and, above all, annoy Lando"

"I think that will be the best part." I mock.

"Take care of enjoying, we’ll do the rest." His eyes light up and then he looks at me with complicity. "How much do you like Lewis?"

"I don't like him, I just act the way I do to annoy Lando"

"That's good, he's coming this way." George raises his hand and waves to Lewis, who walks over looking very nice.

I can't kid myself, he's more attractive in person than in photos and that's very hard to beat. He gives George a short hug and then turns his gaze to me.

"Are you who I think you are?"

"It depends on who you're looking for"

"Definitely you," he confirms. He places a kiss on my cheek and I feel the heat rise in my chest. What's wrong with me? "I didn't think you'd come. When George told me everything was ready I thought it was a joke."

I laugh and nod, agreeing with him. I feel George's amused gaze on me at my lack of response.

"Well, I think I'll have him finish the paddock tour so he doesn't get carried away any longer."

Lewis says goodbye and we walk again until I feel a drop on my face.

"No, it's the spit you spilled on Lewis," he scoffs.

"I'm serious, George, I think it's raining."

"It's probably just a cloud."

"Do you think so?"

"No, but it's okay to dream."

Later, umbrellas in hand, we continue to walk around the paddock. I feel the gaze and cameras of several fans pointing at Geoge and me as we walk and I start to feel a little self-conscious. The last thing I need is for them to think we're dating.

"Look, Lando is having a meal," George points to a food place. Lando is at the same table as Oscar, Carlos and Franco eating lunch with them.

We head inside and George stops me before we reach the boys.

"Do you have a middle name?" he asks. "Because I think I know how we can annoy Lando."

After planning for a moment what we were going to do, we finally approached the boys.

"This is my friend Veronica," George says. "Remember I told you I was coming this weekend?"

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[its-avalon-08]

would you consider writing a Raikkonen or Vettel reader x grid, where she’s a lawyer w the same fierceness as her brother, and the drivers get into media trouble and she goes all harvey specter on the problem and leaves the drivers speechless/ scared/ impressed/ proud etc. thank you for considering this love your work!!!

objection bitch

✦ pairing - f1 grid x female!lawyer!vettel!reader

✦ genre - all fluff

The FIA had crossed the line. Again. In a shock to nobody.

A new rule had come into place penalizing drivers for swearing in post-race interviews and the race. Ridiculous. Absolutely fucking ridiculous. The grid was in an uproar, but no one had the power to do anything about it. No one except Y/N Vettel.

If there was one person who could go toe-to-toe with the FIA and emerge victorious, it was her. A formidable lawyer, sharp as a blade, and just as relentless as her brother, Sebastian Vettel, in a fight. The drivers had learned long ago not to underestimate her. But this? This was war.

And Y/N was ready as ever.

“What are they gonna do? Fine us for every ‘shit’ or ‘fuck’ we let slip?” Lando scoffed, shaking his head as he, Charles, and Max sat in a conference room waiting for Y/N.

“They already have,” Carlos muttered, tossing a paper on the table. This was unacceptable. How were the drivers not allowed to CURSE? Were they toddlers?!

Y/N entered the room with a folder in hand, slamming it down with a force that made George sit up straighter. “Alright, let’s get one thing straight,” she began, voice crisp. “This rule is unconstitutional, violates multiple freedom of expression precedents, and is fundamentally stupid.”

“Couldn’t have said it better myself,” Hamilton said with an approving nod.

Y/N continued, eyes glinting. “The FIA is overstepping. Swearing is not slander, it is not defamatory, and it is not harming anyone except for some pearl-clutching bureaucrats who think drivers should be robots. I am filing a formal challenge.”

“A lawsuit?” Charles asked, eyebrows raised.

“A lawsuit,” Y/N confirmed, leaning forward. “We will argue that this rule is vague, arbitrary, and restricts free speech. We’ll also highlight that no other sport enforces such nonsense. If footballers can scream expletives mid-match and not get fined, why should you?”

Daniel Ricciardo grinned. “You are actually my hero.”

Max, arms crossed, smirked. “This is going to be fun.”

It was finally courtroom day.

The FIA’s lawyers sat across from Y/N, already shifting uncomfortably in their seats. She was poised, calm, and radiating pure authority. Dressed in an all black ensemble she looked like she ate losers for breakfast.

The lead FIA attorney cleared his throat. “Ms. Vettel, the FIA merely wishes to maintain a professional environment in post-race interviews for viewers.”

Y/N tilted her head, her smile sharp. “Define ‘professional,’ then. Because as far as I know, passion is part of the sport. Swearing out of frustration, joy, or sheer adrenaline doesn’t harm anyone. If anything, it makes drivers more relatable. Unless, of course, the FIA prefers that they all sound like pre-programmed AI.”

Murmurs from the audience. The drivers, seated together in the back, exchanged smirks.

“Furthermore,” Y/N continued, “this rule is selectively enforced. Are you prepared to produce data showing that every instance of swearing has caused a dip in viewership or complaints? Or will I have to subpoena past race interviews to prove bias?” (guys im sorry I googled most used lawyer terms so idk if its correct or not)

The FIA’s lawyers hesitated.

Y/N leaned in. “Let’s talk precedents. In 2019, the Court of Arbitration for Sport ruled that sports organizations cannot impose arbitrary speech restrictions unless they are justified by legitimate concerns. Tell me, gentlemen, what legitimate concern does the FIA have?”

The lead attorney fumbled with his papers.

Y/N smirked. “Nothing? Thought so.”

She turned to the judge. “We are requesting an injunction on this rule, as it is vague, inconsistently enforced, and lacks merit. We also seek damages for the fines already imposed.”

The judge glanced at the FIA’s team. “Do you have a counterargument?”

Silence.

Carlos leaned over to Charles. “She’s terrifying.”

“I know,” Charles whispered. “It’s bloody amazing.”

The ruling came swiftly. The swearing fines were scrapped.

The drivers were ecstatic. In celebration, Daniel made it his mission to curse as colorfully as possible in his next interview, just because he could.

Y/N received a round of applause when she walked back into the paddock that weekend. Max, standing off to the side, simply smiled. “Proud of you, schat.”

She nudged him playfully. “You should be. I’m basically the FIA’s worst nightmare now.”

Max grinned. “Oh, you definitely are.”

And she loved it.

Later that night, the drivers sat around in the paddock lounge, laughing as Lando held up his phone, Sebastian's name glowing on the screen.

“Do it, do it!” Charles urged, barely holding back his grin.

Lando hit the call button and put it on speaker. The dial tone rang before Sebastian picked up. “Lando?”

“Seb!” Lando beamed. “Mate, your sister is an absolute legend.”

Sebastian chuckled. “I assume she won?”

“Won? She obliterated them,” Daniel chimed in. “I’ve never seen FIA lawyers look like they wanted to evaporate before today.”

“She literally made them speechless,” George added. “It was… kind of scary.”

Sebastian sighed dramatically. “And to think, I used to help her with her homework.”

“You should be honored, mate,” Max teased. “Your sister might be more feared in F1 than you were.”

Sebastian groaned, but they could hear the pride in his voice. “Don’t tell her that, or she’ll never let me live it down.”

Lando grinned. “Too late.”

[lateatnewyork]

GRID PRINCESS | 002

pairing: f1 grid x reader, milo manheim x reader

part 1 | part 2

a/n sorry about the random face claims i did use ileana cirino but i wrote rhis at 2am bare with me guys

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alexalbon i highkey thought lando would be the one to ruin the soft launch ➥ milomanheim no he has some FREAKY pictures ➥ alexalbon what 😃 lilymhe what the feed should always look like ➥ alexanderasaintmleux yesss ➥ megdonnelly BEEN SAYING ➥ lilyzneimer !!!! ➥ iamrebeccad realest thing ➥ sabrinacarpenter PREACH ➥ ynhamilton AWW MY BBGS ➥ milomanheim what ➥ oscarpiastri don't worry mate you get used to it maxverstappen at least your dad cant run him off ➥ lewishamilton bold of you to assume that ➥ ynhamilton dad ? ➥ nicolescherzinger lewis? ➥ milomanheim SIR?? user84 milo fighting for his life

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a/n this was shorter cos it was meant to be js the first four screenshots

also how do u guys feel about oscar piastri x reader (indian) called like wedding season or something

i also have an idea for motogp reader but idk which driver

and guys no requests are not opened im doing works as they come to my head and as i have time im also trying to get rid of drafts 😭 sorry they will be on tho soon enough

[81pastrys]

Mini Bwoah

All the Mini Bwoah series parts

Series Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Part 1

Summary— Little Raïkkönnen makes her mark but her dad doesn’t think she celebrates enough

Part 2

Summary— When Esteban makes a dig at her success at the club, she throw it back at him creating a rivalry

Part 3

Summary— Drinks finally hit and she’s making it hard for media not to catch her an Lando’s secret

Part 4

Summary— Lando checks in and debriefs her after the night they had and she isn’t phased

Part 5

Summary— Questions don’t relate to her racing and it riles her up for the race where her rivalry shows in real time

Part 6

Summary— The weigh in garage gets heated and Lando steps in, only for the press to get on her again

Part 7

Summary— Ocon defends in practice causing her to crash out on and off track

Part 8

Summary— Ocon does the impossible pulling second on the grid behind her and she weighs out the pros and cons

Part 9

Summary— Raïkkönnen gains her maiden win, but realizes her dad may have set her up for failure by accident

Part 10

Summary— Maiden win blues and drinks, allowing a certain word to slip from her mouth

[doromoni]

SOUL SWITCH | F1 GRID ; SERIES MASTERLIST

Summary : You have been selected to switch realities with the people nearest to the drivers of Formula 1. You will get to experience friendship and/or romantic relationships with your chosen driver in each reality. In each reality you are tasked to capture the interest, trust, and gain the love of your chosen driver within our given time duration. 

Charles Leclerc's Arc

I’m your what?

Was it all a dream?

1st Regression

Goodbye, I love you.

Memory Erase

Max Verstappen's Arc

Babysitting? Me?!

Pancakes, Twerking, and Eggs

Series Taglist: @simpacholic @stereading @lol6sposts @1potato2rulethemall @wertyuizxcvbnm @almostjollypizza @itgirlofthecenturysposts @coffeemin @evitarubio @multifan-idk @cluvsya @comicalivy @idkwhateversposts @charlesgirl16 @sunny44 : Open for requests!

[formulawhore]

17 drivers of the 2024 season’s grid at the end of year dinner organised by Sir Lewis Hamilton