HEYYYY I JUST CAME HERE TO SAY THAT I LOVE YOUR WORKS!! And also, are perhaps a fan of f1? If you are, can you please make a blue lock boys x f1 driver!reader? I think it’s a cool crossover and I haven’t seen a lot of them in the blue lock fandom so it would be nice to have new contents💗
“𝐯𝐚 𝐯𝐚 𝐯𝐨𝐨𝐦”
a/n: THANK YOU BABES!!!
i'm not a serious fan, but i do think that F1 is cool as hell and i would def be down to see the movie!
ft. isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, shidou ryusei, kaiser michael, karasu tabito, and barou shoei
isagi yoichi
isagi’s already obsessed with reading plays, so the moment he saw you overtaking two cars on a rainy track at 300 km/h, he short-circuited.
“did you see how she predicted that corner?? she didn’t even brake. she’s literally– oh my gosh i’m in love with her.”
he’s your biggest cheerleader. he wears your merch to blue lock practice. he made his own "driver! you x isagi" twitter account and keeps replying “W” under every race win post.
he tries to relate by talking about how football also requires good reflexes and team strategy… but you once let him sit in your simulator and he crashed in 0.4 seconds.
“yoichi, there’s a wall, don’t–” BOOM
refuses to let you drive him anywhere but gets incredibly flustered when you call him “slowpoke.”
“i’m not slow! you’re just– you’re literally trained for this!!”
when you bring him to a race for the first time, he wore noise-cancelling headphones, sunscreen, and packed three bottles of water. boy was acting like he was going to war.
itoshi rin
rin swears he doesn’t care, but he has your race schedule memorized down to the millisecond.
“you’re racing in monaco this week, right? i checked the weather. track’s gonna be tricky. don’t fuck it up.”
he says that with his arms crossed, standing outside your trailer with a bag full of fresh fruit and electrolyte drinks.
jealous of your car. not in a weird way, just bitter. “why does she talk to the car like that. i swear i heard her say ‘good girl.’”
you offered to take him for a lap once and he glared at you like you just insulted his entire bloodline.
secretly goes insane when he sees you in your race suit. he pretends not to look, but his eye twitches.
if anyone tries to flirt with you on the grid, rin is immediately in silent death glare mode.
“are they your engineer or something?” “that’s the FIA president.”
“okay. and?”
itoshi sae
sae fell for you the moment you told a reporter to “grow a pair” when they asked if racing as a woman was “too dangerous.”
has a very dry but deeply supportive boyfriend style. posts one photo of you on his story like “podium again. cool.”
but he’s literally watching the livestream, checking your sector times, and texting your team principal like “she needs new tires. tell her.”
when he visits the paddock, everyone’s scared of him. it’s giving silent, rich, bored, and disgusted by most people.
you once threw your helmet in rage after a DNF and he simply picked it up, handed you a water bottle, and said: “you’ll destroy them next week. now stop sulking.”
secretly wants to kiss you after every race, but acts like he’s too cool for PDA.
when you crash for the first time (even if it’s minor), he FLIES out of his seat and almost decks a camera guy on his way to the medical center.
nagi seishiro
“woah, you drive go-karts for a living? sick.”
“… it’s formula 1, sei.”
doesn’t know what’s going on most of the time, but loves tagging along because the seats are comfy and you keep winning.
he finds the speed kind of fun… until you take him drifting in a parking lot at night.
“okay i’m gonna throw up. i saw my soul leave my body.”
nags you to buy him team jackets in every color. now he’s got the full outfit: oversized jacket, hat, lanyard, and even a custom “NAGI” headset.
he once got bored during qualifying and fell asleep in the hospitality suite. woke up when you won pole and went: “yay, good job, babe.”
his phone background is you mid-race with your visor down. you asked him why and he went: “you look like a cool villain. i like it. run me over, next?”
mikage reo
THE MOST SUPPORTIVE BOYFRIEND EVER. he’s literally built to be a paddock husband.
walks around the grid with a rolex, sunglasses, and a laminated pass with “DRIVER GUEST - REO MIKAGE” like it’s the met gala.
screams when you overtake someone. leaps up in celebration like he just won the world cup.
“SHE’S P1! SHE’S P1, BABY, LET’S GOOOO!!!”
once tried to bribe your race engineer to let him wear your helmet for “just one picture.”
owns every possible merch item with your face on it. mousepads. pillows. tote bags. even a personalized coffee mug that says “#1 DRIVER GIRLFRIEND.”
he is so down bad every time you take your gloves off.
“how are your hands so hot when you just drove for 2 hours straight. what the hell. marry me.”
already planning a rich people wedding at a racetrack. he’s dead serious.
shidou ryusei
“babe. listen. let me ride on top of the car. just once. just while it’s moving. i need the rush.”
absolute menace in the paddock. he’s not allowed to touch anything anymore after he once tried to rev the engine mid-setup.
he finds everything about you so hot. the danger. the speed. the fact that you can do donuts in a $20 million car.
“yo that crash was INSANE– wait, you’re okay right? good. now that crash was SICK.”
wears your race suit around the house. nothing else.
makes out with you after every race like it’s the end of the world. doesn’t care who’s watching.
he yells your name from the grandstands. not even cheers. just: “I’M GONNA PROPOSE IF YOU WIN THIS!!!”
and when you do win, he’s already climbing over fences like a madman.
kaiser michael
he thinks you’re a goddess.
he first saw you doing a victory burnout and now refuses to shut up about it.
“do you know how fucking cool you are? i should be the one asking for your autograph.”
ultra cocky boyfriend energy but he melts when you call him your “pit crew” after a long race.
“pit crew? i’d change your tires with my teeth.”
literally flexes you like a trophy. has you as his lockscreen, home screen, and contact photo. your name in his phone is “speed demon 🏎️❤️”
gets super into the sport. buys your whole team dinner when you win. roasts rival drivers.
“that guy behind you? yeah. he’s shaking. peed himself probably.”
you let him sit in your car once and he wouldn’t get out. said “i live here now.”
karasu tabito
okay so karasu is OBSESSED.
he is a strategy nerd and immediately starts watching all your onboard footage, analyzing your corner exits like it's his life mission.
“babe, you’re literally the queen of late braking. who taught you that? marry me.”
wears a team jacket with your number embroidered on the sleeve. brags about you to everyone.
“oh yeah my girl drives 350 km/h for a living. no biggie. she could probably drift better than you walk.”
flirts with you while you're driving. always.
“focus on the road,” you say.
“oh i am, baby. especially when you’re in the driver's seat.”
you once did donuts in a parking lot while he stood in the middle hyping you up with his phone camera.
top commenter on all your socials: “she fast AND hot??? how is this legal???”
barou shoei
he thought you were insane. like clinically insane.
“why the hell would you drive that fast for that long. on purpose.”
barou is a control freak and hates the idea of not being in charge, so the first time he sat shotgun while you were driving he nearly screamed.
he clutched the seat. he held onto the door. he made you swear on your life not to drift again.
“I SAID TURN LEFT, NOT LAUNCH INTO ORBIT–”
but he deeply respects your work ethic and competitiveness.
says stuff like “don’t let those bastards pass you” while tying your gloves for you pre-race.
and when you win? he goes feral.
doesn’t even celebrate, just pulls you into his arms and says “that’s my girl.”
also the only one who glares at paparazzi until they get scared and run.
my newest opp @lilliana-the-loser says i don’t have the balls to admit on here the raging crush i’ve had on my old PE/health teacher since year ten, what the fuck do they think i do on this blog??
whipping out the tag list to assert dominance on this one
