KNIGHT ⁽ ²⁹ ⁾ :

¹.  it's lights out  ...  and away we go!

[twentyniner]

felix knight. an original character situated within a fictionalized version of formula one. est. june 2026. this character, and blog by proxy, has been made in collaboration with cas. general rules and roleplay etiquette apply.

⁰¹. carrd. ⁰². headcanons. ⁰³. inbox. ⁰⁴. aes. sideblog.

this blog is affiliated with the following portrayals: maverick ashwell ⁽ ♡ ₎. landon mcqueen. lukas fischer.

⁽ ♡ ₎. AS OF 19/07, THIS BLOG IS OFFICIALLY SHIP EXCLUSIVE WITH @/SEVENTEENRS. this means that felix will only be shipped romantically with mave, and is no longer open for shipping. that being said, please do not assume that your character knows about his relationship: as felix is a closeted gay man, due to the unfortunate themes of toxic masculinity within the world of sports.

[twentyniner]

a brief little timeline thing (more so for my own sanity than anything else). but felix initially joined formula one in 2024 as a rookie driver for ATLAS MCQUEEN (the secondary team within the mcqueen racing umbrella, similar to how visa cash app racing bulls is to red bull — with atlas' primary focus being on introducing younger drivers from formula 2 into the world of F1, and letting them basically promote their talents from an early stage). he remained a driver for atlas throughout the entirety of the 2024 season, and stayed with them into 2025. it was during his second season with atlas, that the topic of his contract started to make waves — with there being whispers of him joining MCQUEEN RACING in 2026 as their second driver under landon mcqueen. however, due to a series of transpiring events ... mcqueen racing pulled any and all communication regarding felix's contract: basically blackballing him from the team (there are levels as to why this happened, but when push comes to shove it was literally only landon that was fighting his corner ... until felix fucked that up himself).

for a while, it was looking likely that felix's contract was going to expire completely, and his time within the world of formula one would be drawing to a close after only two seasons. however, in october 2025: he officially signed a multi - year contract with AUDI for the 2026 season onwards, as their second driver and team mate of lukas fischer. and as of now, that is where he is, and where he will be until his current contract expires (which is 2028).

2024 - 2025: DRIVER FOR ATLAS MCQUEEN. APRIL 2025: CONTRACT NEGOTIATIONS BEGIN WITH MCQUEEN RACING. JULY 2025: MCQUEEN RACING PULLS OUT OF NEGOTIATIONS. OCTOBER 2025: AUDI RACING OFFER A MULTI - YEAR CONTRACT BEGINNING IN 2026. 2026 - 2028: 2ND DRIVER FOR AUDI RACING.

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▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀   @twentyniner    ,    OUTGOING.           in  hell. ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀    𝗙 𝗞𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧    ,    OUTGOING.           aka    the  bathroom    at  parasztkonyha  trying  to  wait  out  the  last  20  minutes  of  this  unpromising  sponsor  dinner. ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀    𝗙 𝗞𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧    ,    OUTGOING.           super  professional  of  me,  i  know. ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀    𝗙 𝗞𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧    ,    OUTGOING.           if  you  survive  another  hour  you  should  meet  me  at  ROMKERT. ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀    𝗙 𝗞𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧    ,    OUTGOING.           ˙⅋    if  you    don't    survive  another  hour  i'm  pretty  sure  you  wrote  a eulogy  for  yourself  in  my  notes  app  one  night.  i'm  prepared  to  speak. ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀    𝗙 𝗞𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧    ,    OUTGOING.           a    youlogy    of  sorts.

[twentyniner]

🏁 CASSEL, COSETTE , ⁽ ˢᵐˢ ₎ : can't blame you. "unpromising" and "sponsor" aren't two words that go well together.

🏁 CASSEL, COSETTE , ⁽ ˢᵐˢ ₎ : it also sounds boring as fuck ngl.

🏁 CASSEL, COSETTE , ⁽ ˢᵐˢ ₎ : but that's an idea i can get behind! my treat ofc. to celebrate our survival against boredom.

🏁 CASSEL, COSETTE , ⁽ ˢᵐˢ ₎ : oh god... when tf did i do that?

🏁 CASSEL, COSETTE , ⁽ ˢᵐˢ ₎ : see this is why you're the best cassel. i know you'd make that shit entertaining (especially for me, even though i'd be dead — which would lowkey kinda suck but the vibe is still there)

[twentyniner]

[TXT] : i'm only texting you because i'm drunk ( that’s a bold faced lie )

▒ * ⅋. 🏁 , prompt status: accepting.

🏁 CASSEL, COSETTE , ⁽ ˢᵐˢ ₎ : this is weird.

🏁 CASSEL, COSETTE , ⁽ ˢᵐˢ ₎ : normally i'm the one sending drunk texts...

🏁 CASSEL, COSETTE , ⁽ ˢᵐˢ ₎ : where are you rn?

🏁 CASSEL, COSETTE , ⁽ ˢᵐˢ ₎ : i need out of this hotel room before i actually die of boredom.

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM TEXT MESSAGE PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

[TXT] : answer the question.

[TXT] : you left your jacket here.

[TXT] : ignore that last message.

[TXT] : must be my fault somehow.

[TXT] : this was a bad idea but i'm doing it anyway.

[TXT] : guess i misunderstood the vibe.

[TXT] : i'm only texting you because i'm drunk.

[TXT] : i can't stop thinking about your hands.

[TXT] : you're not gonna believe this..

[TXT] : i'm blushing shut up.

[TXT] : okay wait no don't answer that.

[TXT] : i didn't say anything because i didn't want to argue.

[TXT] : be honest with me.

[TXT] : are you free tonight?

[TXT] : i'll explain later, just call me now!

[TXT] : i like it when you looked at me like that.

[TXT] : i should stop texting before this escalates.

[TXT] : i keep rereading that message.

[TXT] : are you trying to distract me on purpose.

[TXT] : i hate that you were right.

[TXT] : you'd be so proud of me right now and also disappointed.

[TXT] : cheers to bad decisions.

[TXT] : i had a dream about you.

[TXT] : i thought you were coming?

[TXT] : wow that's crazy.

[TXT] : it's whatever honestly.

[TXT] : your stuff is still here.

[TXT] : open the door.

[TXT] : what are you doing right now?

[TXT] : don't screenshot this.

[TXT] : don't make me ask twice.

[TXT] : i'm grabbing coffee, want one?

[TXT] : what are we?

[TXT] : no really it's fine.

[TXT] : you don't have to lie.

[TXT] : i don't feel great.

[TXT] : don't rush i've only been waiting.

[TXT] : i forgot the grocery list.

[TXT] : don't do this over text.

[TXT] : did i do something wrong?

[TXT] : i don't trust myself around you.

[TXT] : running late sorry.

[TXT] : you make it hard to be good.

[TXT] : i told myself i wouldn't text you tonight.

[TXT] : are you mad at me.

[TXT] : please answer me.

[TXT] : i told you not to do that.

[TXT] : can i come over?

[TXT] : i'm outside.

[TXT] : you're being unfair.

[TXT] : that's not an excuse.

[TXT] : can you stay on the phone with me?

[TXT] : are you busy?

[TXT] : please tell me you're okay.

[TXT] : i think i fucked up.

[TXT] : i need to vent.

[TXT] : do you want food?

[TXT] : this is messing with my head.

[TXT] : i should not be imagining this right now.

[TXT] : are you mad at me?

[TXT] : please say something.

[TXT] : can you lie for me?

[TXT] : i found your keys!

[TXT] : i just thought you'd let me know.

[TXT] : i know you're awake.

[TXT] : stay the night.

[TXT] : you look good and you know it.

[TXT] : this reminded me of you!

[TXT] : this conversation is not helping my self control.

[TXT] : i love how you only respond when it's convenient.

[TXT] : i love you and i hate that i love you.

[TXT] : you left me on read.

[TXT] : i cleared my schedule.

[TXT] : i can't keep doing this.

[TXT] : are you alone?

[TXT] : stuck in traffic.

[TXT] : you could've just said no.

[TXT] : i don't want to be alone.

[TXT] : who are you with?

[TXT] : something has to change.

[TXT] : if you were here right now i'd be in serious trouble.

[TXT] : i'm done.

[TXT] : don't tease me.

[TXT] : i'm getting worried.

[TXT] : oh okay i guess we're not talking anymore.

[TXT] : where are you??

[TXT] : i'm thinking about you.

[TXT] : i hate nights like this without you.

[TXT] : can you come get me?

[TXT] : look up.

[TXT] : i trust you.

[TXT] : i need help.

[TXT] : this is flirting right?

[TXT] : i changed my mind about earlier.

[TXT] : it's fine do whatever you want.

[TXT] : it's not what it looked like, okay?

[TXT] : my brain won't shut up about last night.

[TXT] : please come get me before i make worse choices.

[TXT] : that was not funny.

[TXT] : i'm proud of you.

[TXT] : i don't know why i'm telling you this.

[TXT] : i'm sorry, i should've said something sooner

[TXT] : please don't be mad..

[TXT] : are you coming over or just teasing me?

[TXT] : i won't bother you again.

[TXT] : i almost sent this three times.

[TXT] : did you get home safe?

[TXT] : you don't owe me anything clearly.

[TXT] : i miss you.

[TXT] : guess who i just ran into..

[TXT] : i can't sleep.

[TXT] : i need clarity.

[TXT] : tell me to behave.

[TXT] : okay fine you win.

[TXT] : hello?

[TXT] : you did good.

[TXT] : do you miss me?

[TXT] : i'm bored, entertain me.

[TXT] : are you safe??

[TXT] : you're unbelievable.

[TXT] : i shouldn't have said what i said earlier.

[TXT] : i hope you're asleep because this is embarrassing.

[TXT] : don't ever say that again.

[TXT] : are you flirting with me?

[TXT] : you owe me gas money.

[TXT] : stop avoiding me.

[TXT] : call me when you see this!

[TXT] : you still mad?

[TXT] : can we talk in person?

[TXT] : can i crash at your place?

[TXT] : you're going to get me in trouble.

[TXT] : i'm spiraling.

[TXT] : you're doing this on purpose.

[TXT] : okay i'm done texting now.

[TXT] : you look cute.

[TXT] : glad you had fun.

[TXT] : i'm exhausted.

[TXT] : i'm trying to be respectful but you're not helping.

[TXT] : why would you think that was okay??

[TXT] : i want to move on.

[TXT] : thanks for the heads up i guess.

[TXT] : you left your panties here for a reason didn't you.

[TXT] : you know exactly what you're doing.

[TXT] : please don't tell anyone.

[TXT] : remember when we said we wouldn't do this again.

[TXT] : i can't find my shoes.

[TXT] : do you always do this or just to me?

[TXT] : tell me you don't miss me so i can shut up.

[TXT] : you crossed a line.

[TXT] : you up?

[TXT] : you didn't have to do that.

[TXT] : don't get smug.

[TXT] : i'm on my way!

[TXT] : i should not be saying this.

[TXT] : remind me to tell you later.

[TXT] : come over.

[twentyniner]

FELIX KNIGHT EDITS. social media edition.

[twentyniner]

felix doesn’t necessarily have a close relationship with his mom, or at least not like he did with his dad. they’re still on good terms, and he still sends her enough money to make sure that she is supported (especially when he gets into f1), but he doesn’t tend to spend much time with her outside of the holidays and his home grand prix (when she actually bothers to turn up, because racing was never something that she cared about - even if it was her own son competing). this is primarily because he doesn’t really like her new boyfriend… and he doesn’t seem to be able to spend time with his own mother without him also being there. he has no real reason to like him either, other than the fact that he just thinks he’s a bit of a loser (he works for some big tech company and is boring as hell, and spending time with him literally makes felix want to rip his own hair out).

[mcflymemes]

F1: THE MOVIE (2025) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary.

when was the last time you won a race?

we just gotta hope for some lucky breaks.

hope is not a strategy.

what do you care what they say? it's just noise.

we do what everybody does, we lose.

hey, you lose that lead and i'll kill ya.

i think it's wonderful that they're giving second chances to the elderly.

no fighting!

who's fighting? i'm racing.

our shot is battling in the turns. we need to build our car for combat.

for what it's worth, don't be shitty to yourself. there's plenty of people out there that'll do that for you.

when you look in a mirror, you see this rough-and-tumble old school cowboy. doesn't take orders, goes his own way, huh? a lone wolf.

well, i have news for you. formula one is a team sport. it always was.

may i remind you that you report to me.

cool. just don't ask me to give up position.

hey, lemme ask you something.

a close friend made you an offer that is one hundred percent, positively, too good to be true. what do you do?

how much are we talking?

it's not about the money.

it's rare, but sometimes, there's this moment in the car where everything goes quiet, my heartbeat slows, it's peaceful, and i can see everything, and no one, no one can touch me.

i am chasing that moment every time i get in the car.

i don't know when i'll find it again, but man, i want to.

in that moment, i'm flying.

there's twenty other drivers still out on that track. you think any of them respect us?

i'm offering you an open seat in formula one, the only place you could say if you win, you are the absolute best in the world.

i'm told you're looking for a driver.

what's your name?

we can't pay much.

if the last thing i do is drive that car, i will take that life.

i climbed a mountain to get here!

you're making a mistake, thinking that i'm gonna be some grateful kid who'll bend a knee to an old-timer.

okay, here's another one my dad would say. slow is smooth, smooth is fast.

listen, let's get this straight: we all lose our jobs if you can't pull off a miracle.

when i said i like straight talk, i meant me. from others, i prefer mostly praise, flattery, idolatry. sometimes even gibberish.

i'm here to prove everyone wrong. my ex, my old boss, my first year uni physics professor. and until we win, i haven't.

how did you get here?

what would he want you to do?

just hear me out.

look, i wanna bring you on board.

right here, next year, let's run it back.

we did it, man. a deal's a deal.

what kind of way is that to race?

you just spend your whole life starting over.

take care.

i'll see you down the road.

where is he?

let it go. focus on a clean start.

we'll never win clean.

can we just not break any rules?

the rules are against us though, aren't they?

anything you wish you'd done differently?

basically what i'm trying to say is... i'm sorry.

thanks. you're a superstar.

i'll see you out there.

he's driving angry. not good. it's not good.

who is that asshole?

your man thought i was maintenance. sent me to the backgate.

i'll never live with myself if i can't keep up with you.

how are you feeling?

someone has to sacrifice.

we are the best in the world.

you're crazy bro.

what are you smiling about?

you pull that shit again, i will knock your teeth out.

no one passes us without a fight.

oh, is this funny?

you think you got a seat next year? 'cause you just cut your chances in half. that's how dumb you are.

you failed! why should i listen to you anyway?

look man, i don't give two shits about you.

you wanna sabotage your career, you go right ahead.

i won't let you do it.

get your shit together.

just take care of your tires. you have to make them last.

should we just do the opposite of what he tells us to do?

[luke-thompsons]

Stephen Kalyn as Dean Di Laurentis & Khobe Clarke as Beau Maxwell in Off Campus (2026—)

[kingprix]

❛  i  had  a  few  bruises  ,  some  broken  bones  ...  at  least  ,  my  wrist  wasnt  fucked  up  .  then  i  could  have  forgotten  about  driving  for  the  rest  of  my  damn  life  .  and  its  -  ❜  ITS  ALL  I  CAN  DO  .  he  swallows  that  down  ,  felix  doesnt  have  to  know  about  that  .  about  his  fear  of  never  making  it  anywhere  without  racing  .  he  knows  ,  one  day  :  he  will  be  the  team  principal  .  one  day  ,  this  will  be  his  team  !  ...  but  until  then  ,  he  will  have  to  deal  with  his  father  .  ❛  grouchy  ?  fucked  up  way  to  say  it  .  ❜  but  it  does  amuse  him  a  little  ,  a  small  grin  forms  on  his  lips  .  felix  isnt  too  bad  ,  and  he  knew  it  from  the  beginning  .  he  liked  him  ,  and  wanted  to  have  him  as  his  second  driver  ,  but  now  ?  ...  well  ,  felix  knight  fucked  that  up  for  himself  .

lennox  mcqueen  doesnt  even  approve  of  landons  marriage  ,  he  doesnt  like  penelope  and  he  certainly  doesnt  like  that  theyre  expecting  a  baby  .  something  he  hasnt  shared  with  anyone  yet  ,  except  family  ...  something  for  just  penelope  &  him  .  ❛  all  right  .  ❜  a  shrug  rolls  off  of  his  shoulders  ,  making  a  turn  and  tossing  the  shards  into  the  nearest  bin  ...  seeing  a  small  cut  on  the  soft  palm  of  his  hand  .  he  rubs  it  against  his  trousers  ,  will  have  pen  wrap  it  up  for  him  later  .

❛  you  know  ...  i  really  wanted  you  as  my  second  driver  .  i  think  youre  really  good  at  what  you  do  .  ❜  landon  says  then  ,  turning  back  to  face  felix  .  ❛  i  think  you  can  make  it  big  out  there  ...  just  not  on  my  team  .  not  anymore  .  ❜

[twentyniner]

❝ it's all you know ... ❞ for someone who's mind is usually a few steps behind, felix's focus is so in tune with what landon is saying ... that he almost recognizes it in a way. he's been the same throughout his life — since he was a kid, dragging his dad to the karting ring every week: packed with nothing more than a dream that he would carry with him as he grew up. he knows what it's like to not have anything else ... to not know what else he could do, if the dream of racing was to ever be plucked away. now — that seemed like a strong possibility, given his recent behavior on track. but that was a fear that he would keep close to his chest: and certainly not one that he would admit to landon mcqueen. his future with the team was up in smoke ... and all he could do now was to keep his head down, and hope to god that his efforts can impress another team enough to keep him in formula one ...

still, as much as he might want to, he doesn't blame landon for it. ❝ hey ... i'm trying to save my face. figured 'grouchy' would be the least likely to earn me a black eye. ❞ he grins, immediately raising his hands as he purposefully takes a step back down the hall — waiting until landon turns to discard the fragments of his cup, before he mirrors the action: jogging down towards the end of it, and spying a closet where the cleaning supplies were kept. and when he returns, he does so with a mop and bucket in either hand — careful not to let any of the water spill from it as he places it down, before beginning to clean up the tea from the floor.

it's a quick job. and one that he finishes by setting the mop into the bucket, before letting both hands rest upon the top of the handle — chin seeking refuge on top of them, as he listens to landon speak. a sentence that cuts him deep: but all he can do is nod in understanding. ❝ i know, man. i figured as much. ❞ he admits, gaze dropping as he straightens his spine once again. ❝ it means a lot though, that you thought i was good enough to be on the team with you. i actually thought you'd have gunned for niklas ... ❞ the name comes with a taste of bile. a name that should have been mave's from the get - go. though, maybe the racing gods had other ideas for him in the up - coming season ... ❝ so does that mean y'all don't have a second driver in the line - up for next season? ❞

[seventeenrs]

they  have  different  hotel  rooms  .  but  since  mave  moved  up  to  formula  one  after  a  lot  of  discussions  and  quite  frankly  :  sleepless  nights  ...  they  havent  really  been  apart  .  traveling  together  ,  despite  being  on  opposite  teams  &  never  spending  a  night  apart  ,  even  after  heated  overtakes  and  glares  on  the  podium  ...  but  there  is  something  missing  ,  mave  realises  .  something  is  missing  while  he  lays  there  on  @twentyniner's  bed  ,  all  showered  and  fresh  .  his  hair  still  damp  ,  fiddling  with  his  thumbs  while  he  waits  for  felix  to  come  out  of  the  shower  .  they  didnt  win  ,  but  they  scored  valuable  points  for  their  teams  .  landon  took  p1  ,  of  course  ,  mave  isnt  too  upset  about  it  .

since  joining  his  older  brother  on  the  team  ,  its  been  better  than  ever  !  ...  and  while  felix  is  still  with  mcqueens  sister  team  ,  no  one  bats  an  eye  when  they  hang  out  together  all  the  time  .  that  &  the  media  knowing  that  theyve  been  friends  since  they  were  just  seven  years  old  .  ❛  hey  .  ❜  mave  says  ,  when  felix  emerges  from  the  bathroom  ,  steam  follows  him  when  he  opens  the  door  and  he  cracks  him  a  tired  but  happy  smile  .  phone  now  in  his  hands  ,  he  raises  it  to  show  the  screen  to  felix  .  ❛  look  ,  landon  and  penelope  posted  something  .  ❜  he  still  isnt  sure  if  landon  really  likes  him  ...  well  ,  he  tolerates  him  at  least  and  maybe  thats  all  mave  can  ask  for  .  but  he  knows  that  penelope  adores  him  ,  and  that  makes  him  feel  better  .

the  photo  updated  ,  is  a  pic  of  the  both  of  them  ...  landons  hand  on  penelopes  growing  belly  &  they  look  at  each  other  with  the  same  look  in  their  eyes  that  mave  only  has  when  he  looks  at  felix  .  and  he  hates  himself  for  it  ,  but  he  feels  a  sting  of  jealousy  in  the  pit  of  his  stomach  .  ❛  isnt  it  cute  ?  ❜  he  tries  to  keep  the  smile  ,  but  fails  .  phone  turned  back  towards  his  own  face  .  ❛  wish  we  could  also  post  stuff  like  that  .  i  got  so  many  pics  of  us  id  love  to  share  with  everyone  ...  ❜

[twentyniner]

it was something of a relief — finally being able to share this aspect of his life with mave. finally being able to live out the dream that they had both promised to achieve since they were kids: albeit with a few minor adjustments that really ... neither of them could have anticipated. it was a rocky road: to put it lightly — a journey filled with confusion and doubt ... but they'd finally made it. and even though felix was most - likely set to leave the mcqueen bubble at the end of the season: their shared dream had finally come true.

but in the height of all of the success that came with reaching their goal ... none of it compared to the steps that they had taken behind the scenes. another journey that seemed to be made up of one complication after another — until the truth could no longer be swallowed down. and despite his own fears of it ... he's glad that it finally came to light. a joy that still seems to radiate from him, as he emerges from the bathroom: hair still wet, and a towel wrapped tightly around his waist — seeing mave on his hotel bed does nothing but bring a smile to his face. and he likes that he's finally able to have his best friend ... his boyfriend ... with him in all of this. even if they did still have to continue to sneak around. even if they did still have to deny that they were completely in love: and had been for years ...

yet, when mave turns his phone to show him what was on the screen — he can tell that there is something unspoken that lingers in the air. a thickness that he tries to cut through in the only way that he can. ❝ aw, think they'll give it an ' L ' name? might have to text landon with some ideas ... or penelope, because i don't think landon's unblocked my number yet ... ❞ the picture itself isn't the issue: it's cute, and he finds that he can only be happy for the two of them ... but when he spies mave's expression shifting slightly: he takes it as an indication to plant himself upon the edge of the bed next to him, his hand automatically settling upon his thigh. ❝ why can't we? ❞ he asks as if he doesn't already know the answer. that by doing that — it leaves them vulnerable to uncharted waters ... and as much as he hates it, he knows what would come to them if they ever did reveal their own relationship to the public. but why couldn't they love each other in the same way? why couldn't they be proud and open about what they had? that wasn't fair. ❝ i have a beautiful picture of you from the other night ... though instagram might not like it. ❞ he tries to suppress his laugh, before raising his hand to rest at the side of mave's face — fingers tucking damp hair behind his ear. ❝ you know ... if that's something that you want mave, then i'm all for it. i'd love to be able to tell the world that you're mine. ❞

[valtsv]

guy looking up "i think i like men" on his phone immediately after losing a fight with another man

[knightracing]

[kingprix]

hes  already  considered  a  senior  driver  at  this  point  .  hes  been  in  this  game  for  almost  ten  years  now  and  while  he  is  only  twenty  eight  ...  hes  seen  a  lot  of  things  ,  and  fuck  :  hes  been  through  a  lot  of  things  .  and  when  someone  like  felix  ,  a  rookie  !  ...  bloody  young  ,  acts  like  he  knows  it  all  .  that  hes  got  the  entire  game  figured  out  !  it  makes  him  fume  with  anger  .  it  makes  his  stomach  drop  ,  makes  him  feel  sick  ...  and  now  ,  he  crouches  there  ,  trying  to  pick  up  the  shards  of  a  teacup  he  liked  so  much  .  tea  still  on  the  floor  in  small  greenish  puddles  .  the  shards  are  sharp  ,  like  his  temper  ,  and  he  is  careful  not  to  cut  himself  while  he  picks  them  up  with  one  hand  &  places  them  in  the  open  palm  of  his  other  .

felix  doesnt  leave  .  no  .  he  joins  him  here  ,  closer  to  the  floor  .  helps  him  clean  up  the  mess  he  created  .  ❛  you  know  ...  ❜  he  begins  ,  his  voice  is  now  quieter  than  before  ,  a  bit  softer  too  .  ❛  when  i  crashed  ...  really  badly  .  i  dont  remember  a  lot  from  it  .  but  i  remember  the  radio  message  i  heard  ...  the  voice  of  my  father  ,  no  worry  ,  not  for  me  ...  ❜  he  swallows  the  lump  in  his  throat  ,  and  his  head  turns  to  look  at  felix  .  ❛  he  asked  if  the  car  is  okay  .  the  car  .  his  son  just  crashed  into  the  wall  at  ungodly  speeds  and  he  worries  about  the  bloody  car  .  ❜  a  huff  leaves  landons  lips  and  he  shakes  his  head  .  ❛  my  wrist  was  almost  broken  ,  some  ribs  fractured  ,  a  concussion  .  and  he  asks  if  the  car  is  okay  ...  they  had  to  peel  me  from  the  damn  car  .  ❜  a  shiver  runs  down  his  spine  ,  and  he  picks  the  last  shard  up  finally  .

❛  if  you  ever  think  i  am  here  because  of  my  father  ,  think  again  .  he  would  replace  me  the  second  i  am  no  longer  worth  his  time  .  ❜  and  sometimes  he  wishes  that  it  was  just  a  rich  kid  sob  story  ,  but  its  not  .  hes  heard  it  many  times  before  .  PERFORM  ,  OR  BE  REPLACED  .  lennox  mcqueen  doesnt  care  that  its  landons  name  on  the  team  too  ,  he  only  cares  for  the  performance  landon  can  deliver  .  slowly  ,  he  gets  to  his  feet  and  holds  out  his  palms  .  ❛  give  me  the  shards  ,  i  can  clean  up  my  own  mess  .  ❜

[twentyniner]

there was still so much that felix had to learn about the world of formula one — still so much that he didn't know, and that he wasn't taught about during his tenure in formula two ... not about the racing. from what he had already gathered: the racing was the easy part. but it was the social hierarchy that he had no idea about: the political undertones of power and control that seemed to influence the sport just as much as the actual driving did ... and just how expendable they were within the grander scheme of things. he'd seen it play out with mave — the lengths that had been taken to prevent him from making it into the big leagues: the influence that had been used, despite it meaning that the team would lose out on an incredible talent. but he could never have dared to think that the same would be applied to landon mcqueen ... that even he could be under the thumb of his own dad's hunger for success. it shouldn't surprise him. because if he has learned one thing: it was that lennox mcqueen was a fucking prick ... and perhaps, he had been far too quick to paint his son with the same tarnished brush.

he listens. actually listens, as landon speaks: and he can feel his throat begin to tighten with the forming of a lump — continuing to pick at the smaller shards and dropping them into his own palm. but he finds that his attention is primarily on landon, watching every single expression as it shifts across his face ... and finding that his own twists to mirror it at the vivid recollection. ❝ fuck the car ... what about you? ❞ his head shakes, and he finds that he has to bite his tongue to refrain from the onslaught of insults that he wants to spew about his dad ... despite his own minor experiences with lennox mcqueen, he knows well enough that it wasn't his place. ❝ it must be hard — having to deal with that kinda shit at work, and then not even being able to escape it at home ... now i get why you're so grouchy all the time. ❞

he stands shortly after landon does, and places the shards carefully into his hands as soon as he tells him to. but he doesn't take that as his cue to leave. in fact, he deliberately makes a show of shaking his head — before scanning the hallway to find wherever they might keep a mop in the place ... ❝ i'm sure you can, but this is technically my mess too ... so you go fuck that in the trash, and i'll see about getting something to mop this up ... sound good? ❞

[kingprix]

he  knows  what  people  think  about  him  .  especially  on  the  grid  .  thinking  that  he  got  everything  because  of  his  father  .  that  he  is  just  there  because  his  father  pulled  some  strings  ,  but  he  had  different  offers  too  .  not  only  for  his  fathers  team  ,  many  !  ....  they  wanted  him  all  ,  and  he  ,  ever  so  loyal  :  chose  his  fathers  team  .  the  team  with  his  own  name  in  it  ,  because  he  knew  it  would  be  his  own  one  day  .  and  he  knows  ,  that  people  assume  he  got  the  titles  ,  the  records  ---  all  of  that  ,  because  of  his  fathers  influence  .  but  he  got  it  all  because  of  hard  work  ,  blood  ,  sweat  &  many  (  many  )  fucking  tears  .  tears  that  he  never  let  anyone  see  ,  because  there  is  something  else  that  lennox  mcqueen  taught  him  as  a  child  :  boys  dont  cry  .

but  boys  get  angry  ,  they  get  frustrated  &  thats  whats  happening  ,  especially  at  the  last  bit  of  what  felix  says  .  the  anger  is  oh  so  evident  in  his  eyes  .  brows  furrow  &  his  hands  curl  into  fists  ,  before  he  lets  anger  get  the  best  of  him  .  pushing  ,  pushing  !  ...  until  his  hands  lay  flat  on  the  slightly  taller  guys  shoulders  .  pressing  him  against  the  nearest  wall  .  ❛  you  dont  get  to  talk  like  you  know  what  its  like  to  be  in  a  crash  .  to  be  put  into  a  wall  because  of  some  other  drivers  mistake  .  YOU  dont  get  to  talk  about  any  of  that  when  you  dont  even  know  what  it  feels  like  to  sit  in  a  wrecked  car  ...  with  every  bloody  bone  aching  ,  waiting  for  someone  ,  ANYONE  to  come  and  safe  you  !  ❜  because  hes  been  there  (  done  that  )

he  remembers  the  radio  from  his  father  :  IS  THE  CAR  OKAY  ?  while  landon  had  to  swallow  down  tears  ,  sobs  and  groans  of  pain  .  his  wrists  aching  ,  his  shoulder  dislocated  ...  and  all  his  father  thought  about  was  the  bloody  car  .  he  gives  him  another  harsh  shove  against  the  wall  ,  before  he  pulls  back  .  he  feels  fucking  treacherous  tears  in  his  eyes  and  he  turns  his  back  to  felix  ,  before  crouching  down  to  pick  at  the  shards  on  the  floor  with  trembling  fingers  .  ❛  fuck  off  .  ❜

[twentyniner]

it's an arrogant thing to do. to utilize the threat of an experience that felix himself has not faced, in a fight that did not need to escalate so far. and to keep it up, despite knowing that: when push came to shove — he was the one in the wrong. he'd fucked everything up, and had been too stupid to even realize it ... and he had no one to blame but himself: as much as he wanted to navigate that blame back onto landon mcqueen. the man who had every right to be upset with what he had done — even if felix couldn't see it through his own individually warped perception. (but even at the peak of their tension, he was never going to tolerate landon putting his hands on him: or treating him like he didn't belong in the sport that he's spent his entire life dedicated to) ...

so when landon shoves his back into the wall, it takes everything in him not to shove back. a fracturing show of his own will - power, as fingers curl into fists and beg to take a swing. the only thing that stops him from doing so: is the split second of recognition that he finds in landon's expression — a pain that sits beneath the surface of his rage, and a familiarity that strikes a chord in felix's chest. he's seen that exact look before ... not in landon, but in a face that was much closer to home ...

the association makes fists loosen once again, despite the second shove against the wall. despite the fact that he still hates being treated like he was less than dog shit — and he can do nothing, but lower his head. even as mcqueen turns his back on him: even as he tells him to fuck off, while he preoccupies himself with clearing up the fractured shards from the floor. he should. there was nothing more that could be said: or that needed to be said. but he doesn't. and instead, squats down to help him ... ❝ i'm sorry, man. really. i shouldn't have said that ... ❞

[kingprix]

❛  YOURE  A  FUCKING  CHILD  !  ❜  his  voice  is  loud  now  ,  and  hes  sure  that  the  workers  in  the  office  are  more  than  uncomfortable  by  now  ,  but  he  cant  hold  himself  back  &  neither  is  penelope  here  to  hold  him  back  ,  to  calm  him  down  .  to  take  his  hand  and  lead  him  out  of  here  and  into  the  safety  of  their  own  home  .  no  .  hes  stuck  here  ,  stuck  with  felix  knight  who  he  risked  so  much  for  and  who  doesnt  seem  to  appreciate  a  single  thing  hes  said  and  done  .  no  ,  he  keeps  on  digging  ,  pressing  ,  egging  him  on  !  ...  &  for  what  ?

does  he  want  to  get  punched  in  the  face  ?  does  he  want  to  catch  a  fist  in  the  jaw  ?  get  a  bruise  on  his  eye  ?  a  busted  lip  ?  IS  THAT  WHAT  HE  BLOODY  WANTS  ?  if  yes  ,  then  hes  pretty  close  to  getting  it  .

❛  i  had  to  work  my  arse  off  for  where  i  am  right  now  ,  probably  more  than  you  .  because  i  knew  that  people  would  think  i  got  into  the  team  because  of  my  father  ,  but  guess  what  :  i  got  in  because  im  a  fucking  good  racer  .  ❜  he  underlines  his  words  with  his  index  finger  poking  into  felix'  chest  .  ❛  i  wanted  you  as  my  teammate  ,  I  ALMOST  HAD  YOU  AS  MY  TEAMMATE  ,  and  you  dare  to  call  me  a  bitch  ,  and  a  nepo  -  baby  when  all  i  had  to  do  since  i  was  little  was  to  work  and  work  and  work  ?  ❜  hes  heated  ,  his  cheeks  turn  red  ...  hot  to  the  touch  .  he  has  to  remove  his  hand  from  felix  now  ,  before  he  REALLY  punches  him  .

❛  i  did  not  mess  with  your  career  ,  you  did  that  yourself  you  ungrateful  cunt  .  ❜

[twentyniner]

he's walking on thin fucking ice with this. a layer of ice that he can see cracking beneath his feet: yet he lacks the instinct to pull his body away. perhaps it's what he wants — to push, and push, until the surface gives out and he's left to deal with the consequences of his own making. perhaps that's what they both needed in the moment — for months of tension and anger and confusion to finally reach its apex, even if it means coming to blows in the middle of the fucking hallway ... maybe that would make things better. maybe that would give felix the reprieve that he so desperately needs ... because it was obvious now, that whatever forgiveness he sought from landon mcqueen, was no longer going to be an option. (and even if it was, he for sure no longer wanted it).

❝ you don't know shit about me ... ❞ he jabs back, once again swatting at the finger that presses into his chest: this time, with a force that lacks any kind of respect that might have remained ... there was no coming back from this. his time beneath the mcqueen umbrella was swiftly coming to an end — he might as well leave some kind of mark ... even if it was one that he wouldn't be overly proud of ... ❝ we've all got a reason for being here ... all got something to prove to somebody. so excuse me for not giving a fuck about your rich-baby sob story. ❞

he shrugs it off: but the insult that follows makes the tension in his body brace ... and even though he knows that it was better for him to just walk away, he can't seem to control himself, as palms come up to shove against landon's shoulders. ❝ fuck you, mcqueen. i should've done everyone a favor and buried you into that fucking wall. ❞

[dilfgifs]

Keanu reeves as Ted Theodore Logan

in Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure 1989