The Sun Beat Down On The Asphalt Of The Alpha Tauri Garage As YN Stepped Out Of Her Car, Her Heart Racing

The sun beat down on the asphalt of the Alpha Tauri garage as YN stepped out of her car, her heart racing from the intense practice session. She was only 19 and had managed to secure a spot on the grid as a rookie driver, an achievement that both thrilled and intimidated her.

As YN entered the paddock, she noticed the seasoned drivers glancing at her, their eyes filled with curiosity and skepticism. She felt a growing sense of unease, believing their scrutiny was rooted in disdain for her as a female driver.

As she glanced around, Y/N couldn't help but notice the sidelong glances and hushed whispers from the other drivers. It wasn't an easy journey for her to make it to this level. She had fought against countless obstacles, especially being a female driver in a predominantly male sport. But she was determined to prove herself, to shatter the glass ceiling and show that gender was irrelevant when it came to skill and passion.

Her teammate, Yuki Tsunoda, seemed distant. Ever since the departure of his previous teammate, Pierre Gasly, he had been melancholic. But Y/N couldn't help but wonder if his cold demeanor had something to do with her presence in the team. She felt like an outsider, like she didn't belong.

"Hey, Y/N, feeling the pressure yet?" Oscar Piastri, one of the other rookies, asked, a smirk playing on his lips. Y/N's heart sank. Even the other newcomers seemed to harbor resentment towards her.

"Yeah, it's pretty intense," Y/N replied, her voice betraying her unease. Logan Sargeant, the other rookie, didn't say a word but kept his gaze focused on the ground, avoiding eye contact with her.

The hate didn't stop there. Social media was a cesspool of derogatory comments and harassment, and old-fashioned journalists made snide remarks about her capabilities as a female driver. Y/N felt like she was drowning in a sea of negativity, her self-confidence slowly eroding away.

Y/N's smile faltered, and she kept her head down, trying to focus on her own preparations. The comments hurt, but she had anticipated some resistance as the only female driver on the grid.

The weight of the racing world bore down on Y/N's shoulders. She faced constant scrutiny, not only from fans and social media but also from old-fashioned journalists who doubted her abilities solely because of her gender. Hate messages flooded her social media, questioning her worthiness, and sowed seeds of self-doubt in her mind.

As the day dawned, anxiety gripped Y/N. The pressure to perform weighed heavily on her, amplifying the existing tensions. She found herself isolated, her self-assurance crumbling under the weight of prejudice.

One morning, before the drivers' briefing, Y/N's anxiety reached a boiling point. The prospect of facing the negativity head-on overwhelmed her. In a secluded corner of the paddock, she was consumed by a panic attack, her breaths shallow and rapid.

Amidst the chaos of the pit lane, a group of drivers noticed Y/N's distress. Max Verstappen, Lando Norris, Charles Leclerc and others exchanged concerned glances before swiftly approaching her. They had been oblivious to the hardships she faced, lost in their own world of competition and rivalries.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Max Verstappen, the reigning champion, asked gently.

Y/N tried to speak, but her words came out as choked sobs. The drivers surrounded her, creating a protective circle, shielding her from the harsh world beyond.

"Y/N, are you alright?" Lando asked gently, crouching down to her level.

Y/N's teary eyes met theirs, disbelief mingling with gratitude. "I... I thought... nobody cared."

Charles Leclerc, who had previously been distant, placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We may have been blind to your struggles, but we care, Y/N. You don't have to face this alone, we should have been there for you, Y/N. We're a team, on and off the track."

"Hey, it's alright. You're not alone," Lando Norris reassured her, offering a comforting hand on her shoulder.

Pierre Gasly stepped forward, his expression filled with regret. "You're not alone in this, YN. We're a team, and that means supporting each other. I'm sorry I left you feeling isolated."

Oscar and Logan nodded in agreement, their expressions apologetic. "We never meant to make you feel unwelcome. We were just trying not to overwhelm you," Oscar confessed.

One by one, the drivers shared words of encouragement and support. They apologized for not realizing the struggles she had been silently enduring. Y/N felt a wave of relief washing over her, knowing she wasn't alone in this battle. Yuki Tsunoda, her teammate, stepped forward last.

"Y/N, I want you to know that I wasn't avoiding you because I dislike you," Yuki said sincerely. "I miss Pierre, and it took me a while to adjust. I'm sorry for not being there for you when you needed it."

Tears filled Y/N's eyes again, but this time they were tears of relief and gratitude. "I understand, Yuki. Thank you for saying that."

One by one, the drivers shared their own struggles and insecurities, their experiences of being judged and doubted. Y/N listened, her heart swelling with a newfound connection. She wasn't alone anymore; she had allies in this demanding world.

With time, the panic attack subsided, leaving Y/N exhausted but filled with a renewed sense of purpose. She wiped away her tears and took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of friendship surrounding her.

As they made their way back to the briefing, united, Y/N felt a change in the air. The other drivers who had once seemed cold and distant now greeted her with genuine smiles and words of encouragement, Yn realized that the comments and glances she had interpreted as hostility were often mere misunderstandings. The other drivers hadn't realized the impact of their actions until it was too late. She accepted their heartfelt apologies, knowing that they had truly learned from this experience.

From that moment on, things began to change. The drivers stood up against the hate on social media, using their platforms to spread positivity and challenge the status quo. Journalists started to focus on Y/N's skills and potential rather than her gender.

On the track, Y/N's performance improved as her newfound support system lifted her spirits. The paddock buzzed with admiration for her resilience, and fans began to rally behind her.

Through her struggles, Y/N had found her place in the Formula 1 family. She had made friends who understood and supported her unconditionally.

The bond she shared with Max, Lando, Charles, Oscar, and Logan grew stronger with each passing race. They formed a united front against discrimination and worked together to create a more supportive environment for future generations of racers.

Y/N's journey from a rookie filled with doubt to a confident driver was far from easy, but her resilience, and the support of her newfound friends, proved that no challenge was insurmountable. And as she stood on the podium, a symbol of triumph over adversity, she knew that her victory extended far beyond the racetrack.

She looked out at the crowd, feeling their unwavering support, and said, "To all the young girls out there dreaming big: Don't let anyone tell you that you can't achieve your goals. We belong here, and we're here to stay."

The crowd erupted in applause, the sound echoing through the stadium. Y/N's journey had been one of struggle, but ultimately, it was a story of triumph over adversity. And she knew that together with her newfound friends, they would continue to pave the way for future generations of female drivers in Formula 1.

Hola, Iya! I'd like to request one for Ollie Bearman. Y/n and Ollie have been secretly dating for a few months. Ollie and Y/n are the same age and Y/n currently works for Prema as a publicist who takes care of Prema's social media content. The plot probably started when Y/n was filming Ollie for LAP content on prema youtube. Ollie says he wants to get himself oakberry (his favourite smoothie all the time) and offers Y/n if she wants one too but accidentally calls Y/n with "babe". Maybe the dialogue would go something like this:

"I'm gonna go get oakberry!"

"Like, right now?"

"Yes!"

"Where?"

"From oakberry shop of course. I scouted it out months ago. 1.5 km from the hotel, 5 minutes drive, you want one babe?—whoops.... sorry for the slip, no one heard that right?"

"Omg yeah luckily. I'll edit it later. Pls watch your mouth!"

"Yeah I'll don't worry. Also make sure you do the editing thing, otherwise everyone will know" (laughing while pinching Y/n's cheeks as he can't handle his gf cuteness.

However, a few days later when she had uploaded LAP to Prema's youtube, an error occurred and it turned out that a video part of her dialogue with Ollie was not cropped and had been watched by Prema's fans. Everyone was talking about it including Prema people. Arthur, Dino, Paul, and others teased Y/n and Ollie because they had been secretly dating. Y/n was afraid that she would get bullied by Ollie's fans but he made sure that everything would be okay. And sure enough, it turned out that they liked Y/n because she is just an angle and had a strong chemistry with Ollie behind the scenes (though there were some who definitely didn't like her) and ended up revealing their relationship to the public.

I guess that's the idea I had in my head. You can develop the idea further and the rest is up to you. Let me know if there's anything from my request that makes you uncomfortable, make it as comfortable as possible for yourself. Also, looking at some of your writings, there is the use of – instead of " for the dialogue. If it's okay, I prefer to use "......" for the dialogue instead of –........–. But if it's more comfortable for you, it's fine, I'm just letting you know which one I prefer. That's all. Im really looking forward to reading your writings! Gracias y envio un abrazo muy grande!!!

Y/n and Ollie had been secretly dating for a few months now, keeping their relationship hidden from the public eye. Y/n was Prema's publicist and took care of their social media content.

Y/n was worried about how their relationship would affect her job, but Ollie assured her that everything would be okay. He told her that he loved her and that he was proud to be with her, no matter what anyone else thought.

One day, while Y/n was working at the Prema office, she received a message from Ollie asking her to meet him outside. She quickly finished her work and rushed out to meet him.

When she arrived, she saw Ollie standing there with a huge smile on his face. "What's going on?" Y/n asked, curious.

"I have a surprise for you," Ollie replied, taking her hand and leading her down the street.

As they walked, Y/n couldn't help but feel nervous. She had no idea what Ollie had planned, but she trusted him completely. Finally, they arrived at a beautiful park, filled with lush green trees and colorful flowers.

"Wow, this is amazing," Y/n said, looking around in awe.

"I know, right? I thought we could have a picnic," Ollie said, pulling out a basket filled with delicious treats.

Y/n smiled, feeling her heart fill with happiness. They sat down on a blanket and enjoyed their food, laughing and chatting about everything under the sun.

As the sun began to set, Ollie took Y/n's hand and looked into her eyes. "Y/n, I have something to tell you," he said, his voice soft and serious.

"What is it?" Y/n asked, feeling her heart race with anticipation.

"I love you, Y/n. I've loved you from the moment I met you, and I can't imagine my life without you. I want to be with you forever."

Y/n felt tears well up in her eyes as she looked at Ollie. "I love you too, Ollie," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.

Ollie smiled and pulled her close, kissing her gently on the lips. They stayed there for a long time, wrapped up in each other's arms, feeling the love and warmth that they shared.

One day, while filming, he mentioned that he wanted to get himself an oakberry smoothie, and offered to get one for Y/n too. However, in his excitement, he accidentally called her "babe".

Y/n blushed, trying to suppress a smile. "Omg yeah luckily. I'll edit it later. Please watch your mouth!"

Ollie chuckled and pinched her cheeks. "Yeah, I'll don't worry. Also, make sure you do the editing thing, otherwise everyone will know."

But, little did they know, that small slip-up would eventually lead to their relationship being exposed.

A few days later, Y/n uploaded the LAP video to Prema's YouTube channel, but there was a technical error, and almost everything of her conversation with Ollie was not cropped out. Prema's fans caught it and started speculating that Y/n and Ollie were secretly dating. Arthur, Dino, Paul, and others teased them, and Y/n was worried about being bullied by Ollie's fans. However, Ollie reassured her and made sure that everything was okay.

Y/n felt her heart skip a beat. She had always known that their secret relationship couldn't last forever, but she wasn't sure if she was ready for the attention that would come with being Ollie's girlfriend in the public eye.

"Ollie. I'm scared," she admitted.

"I understand, but I promise I'll be by your side through everything. We'll face it together," he reassured her.

Y/n couldn't resist his charm and agreed. Ollie immediately posted a picture of them on his Instagram with a caption that read, "No longer keeping it a secret. This girl makes me the happiest."

As it turned out, the fans loved Y/n and her chemistry with Ollie behind the scenes, and many were happy to hear about their relationship. Y/n and Ollie eventually decided to reveal their relationship to the public, and it was well-received, with many fans showing their support.

Despite the initial fear and uncertainty, Y/n and Ollie's relationship only grew stronger after the public reveal. They continued to work together on Prema's YouTube channel, and the fans loved seeing them together on-screen and off.

It was a warm summer day in the small town of Monte Carlo, where the Leclerc family resided. Charles and Arthur, the two eldest siblings, were already making waves in the world of motorsports. Their passion for racing burned bright, captivating the hearts of fans worldwide. But there was a forgotten ember in the family, YN Leclerc, the youngest sibling, who had always yearned to be a part of that racing world.

From a young age, YN had watched her brothers zoom past in their go-karts, leaving behind trails of dust and dreams. Her heart ached with a desire to be on the track, to feel the adrenaline course through her veins as she chased the checkered flag. However, the Leclerc family couldn't afford to support her aspirations. Racing was an expensive venture, and they had already invested everything in Charles and Arthur's careers.

Undeterred, YN sought solace in the humble surroundings of her father's garage. Amongst the wrenches, oil stains, and the smell of gasoline, a new passion sparked within her. She discovered a natural aptitude for engineering and car mechanics. With unwavering determination, she spent hours studying the intricate workings of engines, dissecting every bolt, and understanding the science behind speed.

As YN's skills grew, she found herself becoming part of her brothers' racing team. While Charles in F1 and Arthur in F2 showcased their driving prowess on the track, YN worked tirelessly behind the scenes. She fine-tuned their cars, ensuring every engine was in optimal condition, and adjusted suspension settings to suit different tracks. Her keen eye for detail allowed her to spot potential issues before they escalated, making her an invaluable asset.

"YN, mon cher, you have an incredible talent," Pascale Leclerc, their maman, said one evening as she watched YN tinker with an engine. "Your father would have been proud of you."

YN looked up, her hands still covered in grease. "Do you really think so, maman?"

Pascale smiled warmly. "Of course, my dear. Your father always believed in you, just as I do. Your brothers are making their mark in the racing world, but you, ma petite, you have the power to leave your own legacy."

Slowly but steadily, YN began to gain recognition for her technical prowess. Fellow engineers and mechanics admired her innate talent and the relentless dedication she brought to the table. She became a mentor to younger enthusiasts, imparting her knowledge and nurturing their passion for cars.

Yet, despite her achievements, YN couldn't escape the shadow of her brothers. She longed to carve out her own identity within the racing community.

One evening, as YN stood in the garage, contemplating her future, Lorenzo Leclerc, Arthur's manager, approached her. "YN, I've been watching you closely," he said in a low, gentle tone. "You're more than just a mechanic. Your understanding of the sport is unparalleled. Have you ever considered becoming a race strategist?"

YN's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and curiosity washing over her. "A race strategist? But I've always been behind the scenes..."

Lorenzo smiled. "Exactly. You've been the unsung hero, the one who ensures everything runs smoothly. Imagine having the power to make split-second decisions that can determine the outcome of a race. You have what it takes, YN."

As the seasons changed and years passed, YN navigated the world of motorsports with grace and resilience. She attended races, observing the tension and excitement of the pits, and strategized race plans alongside her brothers and their team. YN's insights and meticulous preparations became instrumental in their success. Her brothers, recognizing her invaluable contributions, spoke of her achievements with pride, giving her the recognition she deserved.

But amidst the triumphs, there was still a lingering ache in YN's heart. The memory of their father, Hervé Leclerc, haunted her. His passion for racing had been the foundation on which their dreams were built, and his untimely death had left a void in their lives.

One day, while they were all gathered in their family home, reminiscing about their father's love for the sport, YN mustered the courage to speak.

"Maman, Charles, Arthur," she began, her voice laced with emotion. "I miss him. I miss him so much. Every time I step foot in the garage, I can still feel his presence. He believed in me, didn't he?"

Pascale's eyes glistened with tears as she embraced her youngest child. "Yes, my darling. Your father believed in all of you. He saw the fire in your eyes, the same fire that burns within Charles and Arthur. Your path may be different, but you carry his spirit with you."

Charles and Arthur stood on either side of YN, their expressions filled with a mix of understanding and support.

"You've proven yourself time and time again, YN," Charles said, his voice firm yet gentle. "You're not just a mechanic or a strategist. You're our sister, and you're an integral part of our team. We couldn't have come this far without you."

Arthur nodded in agreement. "You've found your own place in the racing world, YN. You've forged a path that's uniquely yours. And we're proud to call you our sister."

Through her journey, YN discovered that her passion for engineering was not just a consolation prize; it was her calling. She found fulfillment in the knowledge that her work played a significant role in her brothers' victories. YN's dream of racing may have taken a detour, but she had found a purpose that was just as exhilarating.

In time, the world began to recognize YN Leclerc as more than just the sister of racing prodigies. She became a respected figure in the motorsports industry, known for her technical brilliance and unwavering determination.

As YN stood on the podium beside her brothers, the roar of the crowd echoing in her ears, she looked out at the sea of faces. In that moment, she realized she had found her own place in the fast-paced, adrenaline-fueled world of racing. YN Leclerc, the unsung hero, had emerged from the shadows and claimed her rightful spot beyond the checkered flag.

And as the Leclerc family celebrated their triumphs, their father's spirit lived on, forever etched in their hearts. For it was through their collective passion and unwavering support for one another that they transcended the limits of the racetrack and found solace in the memories they held dear.

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I will post some other fics i have in drafts but i want requests or inspo <3 ily you all :) 🙂🙂

I have a Carlos sainz x reporter reader in my drafts, I will try to post it this week

I will write about the 2 more voted :))

Can we please please get Kevin catching mick smelling reader’s hair as she stands with her back to him in the elevator on the way to a conference then Kevin makes it his mission to tease mick about it till he confesses 🥺

As Y/N stood in the elevator with Mick Schumacher, she could feel his gaze on her. As the elevator stopped on another floor, a group of people entered. As they squeezed in, Y/N found herself pressed up against Mick. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck, and she blushed.

Suddenly, she heard Kevin snickering behind her. She turned around to see him smirking at Mick.

"What's so funny?" Y/N asked.

"Nothing," Kevin replied, still grinning.

But Y/N knew something was up. She turned to Mick and saw him blushing furiously. Mick looked down at his feet, unable to meet her gaze.

Y/N giggled, feeling a surge of excitement. She had always found Mick cute, and knowing that he had been sniffing her hair made her heart flutter.

As they exited the elevator, Kevin whispered to Mick, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

But he couldn't resist teasing Mick about it. Over the next few days, he made sly remarks about Mick's "hair fetish".

Kevin decided to have a little fun with Mick. He started teasing him about it, making suggestive comments and winking at Y/N. Mick blushed and tried to deny it, but Kevin could see that he was uncomfortable.

Eventually, Kevin told Sebastian about what he had seen. Sebastian knew that Mick had feelings for Y/N, but he had been too shy to make a move. Sebastian and Kevin decided to help Mick by pressuring him to confess his feelings to Y/N.

They started dating soon after, and Kevin and Sebastian couldn't have been happier for them. Mick was grateful to have such good friends, who had helped him muster up the courage to confess his feelings.

Eventually, Kevin approached Sebastian Vettel, one of Mick's close friends. He told Seb what he had seen in the elevator, and Seb agreed to help him get Mick to confess his feelings.

Together, they hatched a plan. Seb invited Y/N and Mick to dinner, along with Kevin and a few other friends. During the meal, Seb kept steering the conversation towards relationships and love.

"So Mick, have you ever been in love?" he asked.

Mick looked uncomfortable. "Uh, I don't know..."

Y/N could feel her heart pounding. She wondered if Mick was thinking about her.

"What about you, Y/N?" Seb asked. "Have you ever had a crush on anyone?"

Y/N blushed. "Maybe..."

Seb grinned. "I think Mick has something he wants to tell you."

Mick's eyes widened. "What? No, I don't..."

But Kevin cut him off. "Come on, man, we all know you do"

Mick turned bright red, but Y/N couldn't help but feel flattered. She looked at Mick, and he met her gaze.

"I... yeah, I have a crush on you," he said, finally confessing.

Y/N felt a surge of joy. She had been hoping he felt the same way.

They spent the rest of the evening talking and laughing, and Y/N couldn't stop smiling. As they left the restaurant, Mick took her hand and they walked together, the beginnings of a new relationship blossoming between them.

They started dating soon after, and Kevin and Sebastian couldn't have been happier for them. Mick was grateful to have such good friends, who had helped him muster up the courage to confess his feelings.