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LANDO NORRIS ꨄ PORSCHE ROOKIE
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ABOUT JEON JAE-EUN
pairing: Lando Norris x Porsche Rookie OC
faceclaim: Jennie Kim
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Birthday: March 13th, 2000
2023 Porsche Rookie
2022 FIA F2 Champion
Best Friends with Oscar Piastri, Lily Zneimer, and Arthur Leclerc
Ex boyfriend: Lorenzo Zurzolo (2019 - 2021)
Speaks Korean (1st language), English, French, and Italian
Loves everything Halloween and horror
Anime fan
Sponsored by Adidas and Calvin Klein (more brands to come…)
Fashion Icon (the only one along with Lewis that can actually dress)
Can sing, dance, and play guitar (Arthur and Charles are teaching her the piano)
Has a YouTube channel where she post vlogs when she’s traveling and sometimes song/ dance covers
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more facts about Jaeeun will be added as the story goes on…
PLANE RIDES & NEW SHIPS
pairing: Lando Norris x Porsche Rookie OC
faceclaim: Jennie Kim
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landonorris we’re photographers. We’re back.
user1 you’re so bbg
user2 cuties 💗
user3 DANLANDO 🤤
jeonjaeeun look at these losers
| landonorris Be so for real right now… | I know you’re not talking.
user4 my favorite drivers!
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danielricciardo Well, guess we’re back
user1 LANDAN IS BACK
user2 I love this duo so much
jeonjaeeun WHERE THE HELL ARE MY PHOTO CREDS! 🤬
| user3 OMG! JAEEUN WAS WITH THEM!
| danielricciardo Sorry, I forgot 😓
| jeonjaeeun No excuses! That’s the last | time I take photos for you!
| landonorris not me though right? 😅 | @/jeonjaeeun
| jeonjaeeun we’ll see 😌 @/landonorris
| danielricciardo I regret inviting both | of you @/jeonjaeeun @/landonorris
| user4 Jaeeun took the pictures? What’d | she say to get them to laugh like that?
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jeonjaeeun Cozy in red 🌹 photo creds to lan
user1 THAT’S MY WIFE!
jeonjaeeun @/danielricciardo this how you give photo credits!
| danielricciardo I said I was sorry 😞
user2 why is Lando tagged?
| user3 He took the photos for her
| user2 Why is he with her? 😒
| user4 Daniel invited both of them to | fly with him
| user5 He is introducing his old | teammate to his new one!
| user4 @/user5 no they met at the | Bahrain gp through Oscar
user6 how are you so hot 🥵
arthur_leclerc FORZA FERRARI! ❤️
| jeonjaeeun ew, no! 🤢
user7 SHE CALLED HIM LAN!
landonorris should have been wearing papaya 🧡
| user8 A HEART! A HEART! HE JUST SENT | HER A HEART!
| user9 SAY IT WITH ME! JAELAN! JAELAN! | JAELAN! JAELAN
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[caption 1: never leave your phone laying around if you’re with these losers!]
[caption 2: new occupation: Jae’s personal photographer]
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LNFOUR @/landosgf
JAEEUN AND LANDO ARE TRAVELING TOGETHER!
user1 NEW SHIP! NEW SHIP! NEW SHIP!
user2 DID YOU SEE THEIR STORIES!
user3 He posted her on his story 😭
user4 Stop being delusional they are both traveling with Daniel it’s not just them
user5 WHO THE HELL IS LANDO! I NEED JAEEUN BACK TOGETHER WITH LORENZO! 😡
| user6 NO, SHE NEEDS TO GET WITH ARTHUR!
user7 HE SAID HE’S HER PERSONAL PHOTOGRAPHER 😭 SHE’S LIVING THE DREAM!
user8 I can’t be the only one that think they would look cute together
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Jaeeun ex boyfriend Lorenzo Zurzolo mentioned… You will see more of him later on in the story. Anyways Lando and Jaeeun are becoming friends so there will be a lot more interactions between them now. Also there will be time jumps so just warning you now.
FAVORITE MOMENTS
pairing: Lando Norris x Porsche Rookie OC
faceclaim: Jennie Kim
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JJ13 @/jaeeunlover
This is the last race until summer break, let us know what your favorite Jaeeun moment was this season so far!
user1 HER FIRST PODIUM! 💙
| user2 YES! SHE WAS SO EXCITED
| user3 OF COURSE! It was a 1-2 Porsche | Podium with Charles.
| user4 THAT WAS MY FAVORITE PODIUM TRIO!
| user5 mine too, but I also loved when | she got podium with Lando!
| user6 THAT WAS MY FAVORITE TOO! IT WAS | SO FUNNY WHEN SHE CHASED LANDO AROUND | WITH THE CHAMPAGNE!
user7 When she 3rd wheeled Oscar and Lily and gave us this picture
| user8 The way she is always third | wheeling with them 😭
| user9 You mean Oscar is always the 3rd | wheeling Lily and Jaeeun
| user10 somebody get my girl a bf so she | can stop being a 3rd wheel
user11 Everytime she beat Daniel during their cooking challenges
| user12 AND SHE LOOKED GOOD DOING IT 🥰
user13 THESE PADDOCK LOOKS 🥵
| user14 A GODDESS
| user15 Nobody is doing it like her and | Lewis! You will never catch them | slacking!
| user16 I NEED CHANEL TO SIGN HER! | NOBODY IS MAKING CHANEL LOOK AS GOOD AS | SHE DOES!
user17 WHY IS NOBODY TALKING ABOUT WHEN SHE WAS WALKING PASSED MCLAREN AND SOMEONE GOT A PIC OF LANDO LOOKING AT HER WITH HEART EYES!
| user18 OMG YESS!!! 😍
| user19 MY BOY IS DOWN BAD
| user20 They would look so cute together
| user21 Where did you get this? How have | I never seen this before!
| user22 They are just friends guys! Stop | shipping her with every driver!
| user23 You don’t look at your friends | like that though!
| user24 I don’t blame him, she looked so | good that day 🤤
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jeonjaeeun Amazing weekend to end the first half of the season! I can’t wait to see you all again soon! ☺️
user1 You are doing an amazing job! Already 8th place in the standing for wdc and you are in your rookie year!
user2 MOMMY 🥵
user3 SHE LOOKS SO GOOD! WHO TOOK THE PHOTO FOR HER AND HOW DID THEY NOT DIE ON THE SPOT!
user4 Lorenzo in the likes 👀
| user5 YES! I NEED THEM BACK TOGETHER AGAIN!
user6 I hope you have an amazing break!
user7 💙
user8 take care!
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Oscar Pastry @/mclarengirlie
Why does every f1 driver spend their vacations on yachts?
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Hope you like this update! Next update will be all about summer break before the 2nd half of the ‘23 season!
SUMMER LOVIN’
pairing: Lando Norris x Porsche Rookie OC
faceclaim: Jennie Kim
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🎵 Daniel Caesar • Best Part (feat. H.E.R.)
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jeonjaeeun ❤️🛥️
user1 hello, gorgeous 😍
user2 red is your color
user3 A MAN! IS THAT A MAN!
user4 WHO IS IN THE LAST SIDE!
user5 🥵🥵🥵
user6 IS THAT LANDO!?
| user7 NO, IT’S ARTHUR! 😒
user8 RUE, WHEN WAS THIS!
user9 THE SONG! THE SONG! YOUR HONOR, SHE’S IN LOVE!
user10 Please tell me her and Lorenzo are back together 🙏
user11 SHE’S THAT GIRL
user12 WHO IS THAT MAN AND CAN HE FIGHT!
user13 god really has his favorites
user14 pretty girl 💕
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F1 PADDOCK NEWS @/F1PADDOCKNEWS
Porsche Driver, Jeon Jaeeun no longer single? Jaeeun’s newest Instagram post revealed her to be on a date, is this a new boyfriend or just a fling since her breakup with Italian actor Lorenzo Zurzolo in 2021.
user1 MY WIFE IS NO LONGER SINGLE! 😭
user2 WE LOST HER 😭😭😭
user3 This has to be Lando! They are both spending summer break on a yacht!
| user4 HALF THE GRID IS SPENDING THEIR | BREAK ON A YACHT! THAT DOESN’T MAKE IT | LANDO! 😒
| user5 I bet it’s Arthur, did you see | his post earlier today?
| user6 He’s probably with Charles
| user7 No, they may be on to something! | Arthur and Charles are also on a boat | and Alex liked Jaeeun’s post so they | can all be together! 🕵️
| user8 OSCAR ALSO LIKED! I BET IT’S | ARTHUR!
| user9 Oscar is Lando’s teammate so it | could be Lando instead!
| user10 She’s obviously back with | Lorenzo! He posted as well today on a | boat around the same time.
| user11 did anyone think that maybe it’s | none of them and just a random guy?
user12 HE BETTER BE TREATING HER RIGHT 😡
user13 WHAT ABOUT THE KIDS! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME! 😭
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🎵 Cigarettes After Sex • Crush
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jeonjaeeun adventures 💕
user1 It’s not just a fling! We lost her guys, she’s soft launching a man! 😭
user2 CRUSH BY CIGARETTES AFTER SEX! SHE’S DOWN BAD!
user3 they are so cute 🥺
user4 2 post in a row with him!
user5 ALEX AND CHARLES IN THE LIKES 👀
user6 all of Jaeeun’s fanboys just fell to their knees crying
user7 THE HAND PLACEMENTIN THE LAST PHOTO! 🥵
user8 She’s so hot!
user9 Arthur, Lando, and Lorenzo are not in the likes 🤔
user10 The 4th picture 🤤
user11 SHOW US HIS FACE!
user12 These pictures are giving us nothing to figure out who it is!
| user13 It’s like that’s the whole point
| user14 I know, let them have their | privacy! She will let us know who he is | when she’s ready.
user15 I can’t wait to see her next date photo dump ☺️
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Send me some Halloween/ Spooky smau themed request pls 🙏
Hiii!!! I’m hoping that you can write a request for me! Gzd and other drivers during a red flag. She’d be like drinking some juice, inspecting cars with seb, trying to get the audience to do a wave with Daniel. Sitting in a corner and enjoying ice cream with Kimi, you get the gist!
You writing is always so comforting and fun to read! {if you aren’t down to write this request then please ignore this one! No hard feelings haha}
SLOW DOWN, RED FLAG
pairing: f1 grid x driver!reader
warnings: sleeping? lol.
author's note: I FINALLY GOT TO THIS ONE!!! also sprinkled some webber + button content in there cause why not x
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''The race still hasn't restarted so let's see what our drivers are up to.'' Martin's voice spoke over the commentary, informing the viewers of the current situation.
The screen cut to Mick and Sebastian playing football in one of the empty hallways, keeping themselves energised for the race. ''Young Schumacher and Vettel playing some ball, trying to maintain their energy and not slump.''
''And here we have Charles Leclerc, the Monégasque writing some things down in his journal- a habit he picked up from his former teammate, Sebastian Vettel.'' Ted observed, describing how the young man scribbled some things down in the Ferrari garage.
''Let's see what Y/N Y/L is up to. I'm sure the young woman is doing her best to keep herself high- is she sleeping?'' Martin interrupted himself, watching the screen with an open mouth as it cut to the driver laying on the floor in her garage while her team worked around her sleeping form.
''Well, all the drivers have different ways of keeping their energy up.'' Ted chuckled, finding amusement in the woman's antics once again.
Both men took a closer look at the screen as the camera kept lingering on her garage and what was happening inside of it. ''Is… is she sleeping- oh my goodness, her blanket has Kimi Raikkonen's face on it.''
As the screen zoomed out, the viewers could see the driver having a blanket draped over her- one that had a picture of a sleeping Kimi on it.
''She keeps surprising me that one.'' Mark Webber joined in, laughing at the image of the young woman. ''I love the fact that her team just ignores it and works around her.'' He noted.
''Yeah, this is probably not the first time this has happened.'' Martin said, coming to that conclusion because of the way the mechanics and others don't seem bothered by it.
''This is a message for the crew that will be interviewing Miss Y/L later; Please ask her about this!'' Ted pleaded over the commentary, asking his colleagues that will be conducting the interviews to question the driver about her 'red flag habit'.
''Now, Y/N- we were specifically told to ask you this by Ted Kravitz himself.'' Jenson started off, making her hesitantly nod her head.
''Why were you sleeping during the red flag?''
''Oh,'' she laughed in relief, having expected a more controversial question that would have her press officer shit themselves, ''I was bored so I slept.''
''Aren't you supposed to keep yourself pumped for the race?'' Nathalie asked, a frown on her face.
Y/N nodded. ''Yes and that's my way of doing that.'' She grinned. ''Please don't judge me.'' She quickly added upon seeing the confused expression everyone was wearing.
''We're not! Don't worry, dear.'' Nathalie assured her, momentarily caressing her arm.
''Is it something you do often, because your team seemed to be very nonchalant about it- especially your mechanics, since they were working on your car.'' Jenson asked, genuinely curious about the matter.
The young driver pouted her lips in thought. ''Uh, I don't want to say it's a regular thing that I do, but I'm also not gonna say that it hasn't happened before.''
''Alright, and the Kimi blanket?''
''I got that for my birthday a few years ago, it's very cute, isn't it?'' She smiled from ear-to-ear, proud of her blanket of the World Champion.
The reporters nodded, endeared by her authentic excitement. ''Has he seen it?''
''He has! I showed him a picture of it when I first got it and he smiled so I think he was a big fan of it.'' She answered, with the same smile on her face.
''He didn't say anything?''
''Kimi asked where I got it from, but I didn't know the answer so that was the end of our conversation.'' She chuckled.
Jenson laughed at her response. ''That's more than I ever got out of him.''
another author’s note lol: I have decided to get rid of my taglist since it was becoming unorganized and I can only tag an x-amount of people per post + I’m not a fan of reblogging my own work.
Being the "It Girl" of F1 Headcon
Summary: For some reason, I can't stop thinking about how a female F1 driver would be the "it girl" in f1 and just in general.
-Y/n was a rising star in the world of Formula 1 racing. As a female driver in a male-dominated sport, she faced many challenges, but she refused to let anything stand in her way.
-Y/n was not only an incredible driver, but she was also the "it girl" of the racing world. She had a fashion sense that was envied by everyone, and her social media following was off the charts.
-Y/n used her popularity to promote a message of positivity and female empowerment. She often spoke out about the importance of gender equality in sports, and she used her platform to inspire young girls who aspired to be racecar drivers.
-But Y/n was more than just a pretty face and a social media star. She was a fierce competitor on the track, and she had a driving style that was both aggressive and strategic.
-During one race, Y/n found herself in a tight spot. She was in second place, but she was quickly losing ground to the leader. In a bold move, Y/n pushed her car to the limit, overtaking the leader with a daring maneuver that left the crowd gasping.
-As Y/n crossed the finish line, the crowd erupted in cheers. She had not only won the race, but she had also cemented her place as one of the most exciting drivers in the sport.
-From that moment on, Y/n became a legend in the world of Formula 1 racing. She continued to be the "it girl" of the racing world, but she never lost sight of her true passion: driving fast and pushing herself to be the best.
Y/n Makes a JPG account
Summary: Where Y/n creates a .jpg account
y/n.jpg: Me taking a picture of Daniel taking a picture of Lando whose taking a picture of Daniel taking a picture of me
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f1fan99: Da fuc did I just read? 😭
landosfuturewife: @f1fan99: I had the exact respond lol 😂
formulariccardo: I just love how chaotic this trio is 🥰
drivetosurvive.net: The queen had made a JPG account 🧎🏾♀️ 🥵
Y/n.jpg: @Drivetosurvive.net You already know I had to jump on the band wagon 😏
danielriccardo: even from the back im good looking 😍
y/n.jpg: @danielriccardo did anyone else vomit in their mouth? 🤢
y/n.jpg: Hey Siri, play Smooth Operator by Sade
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carlossainz55: I will never get away from this song 😞
y/n.jpg: @carlossainz55: never *evil laugh*
smoothoperatxr55: I'm living for these behind the scenes post 😫
f1bydayeditorbynight: Mother has blessed us with another post ❤️
lewishamilton: okay y/n I see you getting better at photography 👏🏾
y/n.jpg: @lewishamilton: why thank you sir hamilton 🙇🏾♀️
leclercland22: omg my bf looks so good!!!
y/n.jpg: that one time I got drunk after placing p2 in Monaco 😝
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@lewishamilton: I shed a tear that day 🥲
y/n.jpg: @lewishamilton: you'll be shedding many more once I beat you 😁
@ouiouibaguette: what was Pierre doing on the bed? 👀
@pierregasly: a night i'll never forget 😌
y/n.jpg: @pierregasly: funny cause I did 🤷🏾♀️
@y/nismylife: is she cheating on me with the frenchmen????
f14life: @y/nismylife: Like you ever had a chance 😂
theonionlord: I love how y/n straight up friend zoned Pierre 😭
The Other Woman
Summary: Y/n and Charles find themselves in a sticky situation
Note: This is no hate to Queen Charlotte. I love her but I just kept thinking about writing this.
I never thought I’d fall for a race car driver. I mean, I’ve always been into sports, but Formula One was never really my thing. That all changed when I met him.
It started innocently enough. I was covering the Monaco Grand Prix as a journalist, and I needed a quote from Charles for my article. He was happy to oblige, and we struck up a conversation that lasted far longer than I expected. We talked about everything from his racing career to our favorite books. It was easy to talk to him, and I found myself getting lost in his bright green eyes.
From that moment on, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I started watching every race, cheering him on from the sidelines. I even went to a few after-parties, hoping to run into him. And I did.
It was at a party in Milan, and he was there with his girlfriend, Charlotte. They looked so happy together, and I felt a pang of jealousy in my chest. I tried to ignore it and focus on having a good time, but every time I caught a glimpse of him, my heart skipped a beat.
After that night, I tried to avoid him. It was too hard to be around him and not be able to have him. But fate had other plans.
I was covering a race in Singapore, and I ended up sitting next to him at a press conference. I could feel the heat radiating off his body, and I tried to focus on the questions, but all I could think about was how badly I wanted to kiss him.
As the press conference ended, he turned to me and smiled. “Hey, do you want to grab a drink later?” he asked.
I couldn’t say no. We ended up at a rooftop bar overlooking the city, sipping cocktails and laughing about everything and nothing. I felt alive in a way I hadn’t in years. It was like we were the only two people in the world.
But as the night went on, I couldn’t ignore the fact that he was still with Charlotte. I didn’t want to be the other woman, the one he cheated on his girlfriend with. So I said goodbye and left, trying to ignore the tears in my eyes.
We continued to see each other at races and events, always flirting and laughing, but never crossing that line. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help how I felt.
One night, after a particularly grueling race in Japan, Charles showed up at my hotel room. He looked tired and worn out, but his eyes lit up when he saw me. We talked for a while, and then he leaned in to kiss me.
It was electric, like nothing I’d ever felt before. But as much as I wanted to give in to the moment, I couldn’t. “I can’t do this,” I said, pushing him away. “You’re still with Charlotte.”
“I know,” he said, looking crestfallen. “But I can’t help the way I feel.”
I felt the same way. I was head over heels in love with him, but I knew we couldn’t be together. It was like something out of a Taylor Swift song, all the love we had but couldn't act on.
We continued to see each other secretly, stealing moments whenever we could. It was thrilling and terrifying all at once. I knew it couldn’t last forever, but I couldn’t bring myself to end it.
One day, I got a call from Charles. He sounded panicked, and I could tell something was wrong. “Charolette found out,” he said, his voice shaking. “She knows about us.”
I felt sick to my stomach. What have I done?
love, would you consider writing part 2 to „the other woman”? pretty please, please, please 🫶🏼 not proud to admit it, but i love the cheating trope 😳
Miss You Too
Of course!! I had so much fun writing the first one! Sorry this is a little bit shorter but I hope this is what you wanted? Enjoy
Summary: This is a part 2 of "The Other Woman" Check that out before reading this..
I knew that this was the moment I had been dreading. I had always known that our secret relationship was bound to be exposed eventually, but I had hoped that we would be able to end things on our own terms. But now, everything had blown up in our faces.
“I’m so sorry,” I said, my voice shaking. “I never wanted to hurt anyone.”
“I know,” Charles replied. “But we have to face the consequences of our actions.”
We talked for a while longer, trying to figure out what we were going to do. Charles said that he needed to talk to Charlotte and try to work things out with her. I knew that it was probably over between us, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud.
The next few weeks were a blur of phone calls, emails, and text messages. Charles and Charlotte broke up, and he tried to reach out to me, but I couldn’t bring myself to respond. I was too ashamed of what we had done, and I didn’t want to cause any more pain.
Eventually, things started to calm down, and I was able to get back to my life. I threw myself into my work, trying to distract myself from the ache in my heart. I still watched every race, but now, I did it alone.
Months went by, and I heard nothing from Charles. I started to think that he had moved on, that our relationship had meant nothing to him. But then, out of the blue, he called me.
“Hey,” he said, his voice soft. “I just wanted to see how you were doing.”
“I’m fine,” I said, trying to keep my emotions in check.
There was a long pause, and then he spoke again. “I miss you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
My heart skipped a beat. I had missed him too, but I didn’t know if I could go through that kind of pain again. “I can’t do this,” I said, my voice breaking. “I can’t be with you.”
“I understand,” he said, sounding defeated. “I just wanted you to know that I still love you.”
And with that, he hung up.
I sat there for a long time, staring at my phone. A part of me wanted to call him back, to tell him that I loved him too. But I knew that I couldn’t. Our love was too complicated, too messy. It was like trying to fit a square peg into a round hole.
I never thought I’d fall for a race car driver, but I did. And even though it didn’t work out the way I wanted it to, I wouldn’t change a thing. Because even though it was painful, it was also beautiful.
ONE BAD NIGHT
Daniel Riccardo x F1!Driver reader
Summary: A song fic based on Hayley Kiyoko's song "One Bad Night"
Notes: I was listening to Hayley Kiyoko ( if you don't know who she is, I recommend listening because she is amazing) and it really inspired me to write this fic. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND YOU LISTEN TO THE SONG AS YOU READ THIS!!!!!! Let me know what you think in the comments! xoxo
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The night air was charged with excitement as the roar of engines filled the air. The Formula 1 circuit was alive with the electric energy of competition, and amidst the fast-paced chaos, you stood poised at the starting line. As a female driver in a male-dominated sport, you had faced countless obstacles to get to this point. But tonight, as the lights flashed and the engines revved, you were determined to prove your worth.
Among the crowd, your eyes locked with the charismatic Australian driver, Daniel Ricciardo. His infectious smile and magnetic personality had always captivated you, and tonight was no exception. The connection between you was immediate, as if the universe conspired to bring you together on this fateful night. It felt like yesterday when you first met him.
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The sun beat down on the asphalt as the Formula 1 paddock buzzed with excitement. It was a hot summer day, and the air was thick with the smell of rubber and anticipation. As a young and determined female driver, you stood in the midst of it all, ready to take on the world of motorsport.
Among the sea of mechanics, engineers, and fellow drivers, your eyes caught sight of a familiar face – Daniel Ricciardo. His vibrant smile and infectious energy seemed to light up the paddock, drawing people towards him like a magnet. It was hard not to be captivated by his charm and the aura of positivity that surrounded him.
As fate would have it, you found yourself crossing paths with Daniel near the garage. The lyrics of Hayley Kiyoko's "One Bad Night" echoed in your mind, as if they were predicting the significance of this encounter. There was an instant connection, a spark of recognition that passed between you, as if the universe had conspired to bring you together.
You mustered up the courage to approach him, your heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. He turned towards you, his eyes lighting up with genuine curiosity. At that moment, you knew there was something special about him – something that drew you closer.
"Hi," you said, your voice filled with a blend of determination and excitement. "I've admired your racing skills and your positive energy. It's an honor to meet you, Daniel."
Daniel grinned, his eyes sparkling with warmth. "Well, it's great to meet you too! I've heard about your talent on the track. We should definitely grab a coffee sometime and talk racing."
You felt a surge of excitement and gratitude. The lyrics of the song played in your head, echoing the possibilities that lay before you. It was the beginning of a friendship – a connection that would soon blossom into something more.
In the weeks that followed, you and Daniel found yourselves spending more and more time together. Coffee dates turned into late-night conversations about racing strategies and dreams. He listened intently to your stories of overcoming obstacles and breaking barriers as a female driver, his support unwavering.
The more you got to know Daniel, the more you realized how genuinely kind and down-to-earth he was. Despite his success and fame, he remained humble and grounded, always making time for those around him. He became your confidant, someone you could lean on during the highs and lows of the racing world.
As the friendship deepened, you couldn't ignore the growing affection between you. The lyrics of the song took on a new meaning, reflecting the emotions that swirled within your hearts. There were stolen glances, subtle touches, and moments that felt like they were straight out of a fairytale.
One fateful evening, as the sun set over the paddock, you found yourselves alone, lost in each other's gaze. The lyrics of "One Bad Night" whispered through your mind, fueling the courage within you.
"I've come to realize that one bad night ain't enough to forget you," you said, your voice filled with sincerity. "I don't want to let fear or doubt hold us back. Let's take a leap of faith, Daniel."
He smiled, his eyes sparkling with the same affection mirrored in your own. "I couldn't agree more. Life's too short to let opportunities slip away. Let's embrace whatever comes our way, together."
And in that moment, surrounded by the whispers of the song, you knew that this meeting was more than just chance. It was destiny, weaving your paths together in a tale of love and racing that would transcend the boundaries of the track. As the sun dipped below the horizon, you held hands, ready to
embark on a journey filled with exhilarating twists, heart-pounding turns, and a love that would endure the trials of the racing world.
The race began, and the adrenaline coursed through your veins as you pushed your car to the limits. Every twist and turn was executed with precision, every decision calculated in the blink of an eye. The lyrics of "One Bad Night" echoed in your mind, the haunting melody mirroring the yearning in your heart.
"One bad night ain't enough to forget you," Hayley Kiyoko's voice echoed as you raced, the words resonating with the passion burning within you. It was a love that defied logic, one that refused to be extinguished by the challenges of the racing world. As the laps flew by, you found yourself locked in a fierce battle with Daniel, each maneuver and strategy pushing you closer together.
With every lap, the chemistry between you intensified. The lyrics of the song played in your head, the words capturing the unspoken desires and emotions swirling within your soul. It was a dangerous dance, one where the line between victory and defeat blurred with the intoxicating allure of love.
As the race reached its climax, you found yourselves side by side, the intensity of the moment almost overwhelming. The cheers of the crowd melded with the crescendo of the song, the lyrics becoming an anthem of the connection you shared.
"One bad night ain't enough to forget you," the words reverberated as you fought for every inch of the track. The world around you disappeared, and it was just you and Daniel, two hearts intertwined in a battle of wills and emotions.
And then, in a split second, it happened. A daring move, a calculated risk that paid off. You overtook Daniel, claiming the lead with a surge of adrenaline. The crowd erupted in cheers, their voices blending with the lyrics that now took on a whole new meaning.
But as the race concluded, and the checkered flag waved, a bittersweet realization settled in. The racing world was demanding, often tearing apart the most fervent of connections. The lyrics of the song now took on a different tone, reflecting the challenges that lay ahead.
"One bad night ain't enough to forget you, but I'll try," the lyrics echoed, mirroring the inner turmoil you faced. The road ahead was uncertain, filled with obstacles that threatened to separate you both. But the connection you had formed was undeniable, and you were determined to fight for it.
As the sun set and darkness embraced the paddock, you found solace in each other's arms. The lyrics of the song served as a reminder of the battles that lay ahead, but also of the love that burned bright within your hearts. Together, you vowed to defy the odds, to navigate the twists and turns of life and love with the same passion and determination that had brought you together.
"One bad night ain't enough to forget you," you whispered, your voice blending with the lyrics that resonated in the stillness of the night. It was a promise, a testament to the strength of your connection, and the beginning of a love story that would endure the challenges that lie ahead.
As the stars twinkled overhead, you and Daniel held onto each other, ready to face whatever came your way. Because one bad night was never enough to forget the love that had bloomed in the heart of the fast-paced world you both called home.
Guys My Age
Lewis Hamilton x Black!Fem NASCAR Reader
Summary: What happens if the reader decides to go to her first Grand Prix? Who will she meet? What will happen?
Note: Let's face it. Lewis looks AMAZING for almost being 40. He doesn't look a day over 27. Anyways, hope you enjoy let me know what you think in the comments. :)
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I've always been passionate about racing. It's been my dream since I was a little girl to become one of the best drivers of my generation. I've faced numerous challenges and obstacles along the way, but I never let them deter me from pursuing my goals.
While NASCAR has been my main focus, I've always been a huge fan of Formula 1 as well. The sport’s glamour, speed, and international appeal fascinated me. One race that stood out in my mind was the prestigious Monaco Grand Prix. The glitz and glamour associated with the event seemed like a dream, and I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to witness it firsthand. So, when I received an invitation to attend the Monaco Grand Prix as a guest, I couldn't believe my luck. It was an opportunity of a lifetime, and I eagerly packed my bags and headed to the beautiful principality.
As I arrived at the track, the excitement in the air was palpable. The sound of engines revving and the smell of burning rubber filled the atmosphere. I watched in awe as the sleek F1 cars zoomed past me, each one a marvel of engineering and speed.
Little did I know that fate had something extraordinary in store for me. As I made my way through the paddock, I caught the attention of a few drivers. There stood Max Verstappen, Lando Norris, and Daniel Riccardo. They made their way towards me. “No way am I meeting you, Y/n Y/L/N one of the greatest NASCAR drivers in this generation.” Spoke Daniel. He recognized me as one of the best drivers of my generation. I didn’t know what to say. This was so surreal to have these F1 superstars fangirling over me, a young NASCAR driver.
We quickly struck up a conversation, bonding over our shared love for racing. They invited me to join them for dinner later that evening, an opportunity I couldn't pass up. Eager to meet more of the F1 drivers and learn about their experiences, I accepted their invitation. If someone would have told me that I would be talking to some of the best drivers on the paddock and it would result in me being invited to dinner with them, I would have laughed square in their faces. This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience. I just hope they don’t pick the most expensive restaurant. Hey, I might be a race car driver, but that doesn’t mean I’m willing to spend $100 on a burger that I could get for $7 at Burger King.
The race went on as usual. A few of the drivers had to DNF due to car problems. Max Verstappen ended up winning which wasn’t a shocker to anyone. Fernando Alonso P2, and a Esteban Ocon P3. I decided to make my way to my hotel to get ready for the dinner.
The dinner took place at a luxurious restaurant overlooking the stunning Monaco harbor. By the looks of it, I would probably be paying $100 for a burger. As I walked in, I couldn't help but feel a wave of nervousness wash over me. All the top drivers of the 2023 F1 season were present, including the legendary Lewis Hamilton, a man who had broken numerous records and established himself as one of the greatest drivers in the history of the sport. Not knowing what to do with myself, I just stood there awkwardly. Daniel finally noticed me and made his way over.
“Y/n, I’m so glad you could make it, we saved you a seat next to Lewis,” I nodded my head and made my way to sit down. I introduce myself to everyone. A few of the drivers started to ask me questions about my career. That was until Fernando Alonso asked me how I got into NASCAR.
“Becoming a NASCAR driver wasn't an easy journey for me. It required hard work, dedication, and a lot of determination. From a young age, I had a deep love for speed and competition, and I knew that racing was my true calling. Growing up in a small town, my exposure to motorsports was limited. However, my passion burned brightly, and I immersed myself in everything related to racing. I devoured books, watched races on TV, and even tried my hand at go-kart racing whenever I could.
As I got older, my dream of becoming a NASCAR driver became stronger. But I faced a significant hurdle – lack of representation. As a young Black woman in a predominantly white and male-dominated sport, I knew that the road ahead wouldn't be easy. However, I refused to let that deter me. I started by joining local racing clubs and participating in regional competitions. Every weekend, I would head to the local tracks, ready to prove myself on the asphalt. The adrenaline rush I felt as I sat behind the wheel, the wind rushing past me, was exhilarating.
With each race, I pushed myself to the limit, fine-tuning my driving skills and honing my instincts. I learned from my mistakes, analyzing every lap and seeking guidance from seasoned racers who were willing to share their knowledge with me. But it wasn't just about my driving skills. I realized that to make it in NASCAR, I needed to be physically and mentally strong. I hit the gym, working on my endurance and building the strength required to handle the powerful machines I would eventually drive.
As I continued to race, word started to spread about my talent and determination. It wasn't long before I caught the attention of sponsors and racing teams. The opportunity I had been waiting for finally arrived when I received an invitation to join a development program for aspiring NASCAR drivers. The program pushed me to my limits, testing every aspect of my abilities. But I thrived under the pressure, constantly improving and proving myself on the track. The hard work paid off when I secured a spot on a NASCAR team as a rookie driver.
My NASCAR journey had officially begun. I faced challenges along the way, both on and off the track. There were moments of self-doubt when the weight of the industry's expectations felt overwhelming. But I refused to let those moments define me. I pushed through, determined to break down barriers and pave the way for future generations. I knew that my success wouldn't just be a personal victory; it would be a symbol of progress and representation in a sport that desperately needed it.
As I raced in NASCAR, I became a role model for aspiring drivers who shared my background and dreams. I aimed to inspire them, to show them that they too could break down barriers and achieve greatness. Becoming a NASCAR driver wasn't just about winning races and championships. It was about proving that dreams know no bounds, and that passion and talent could overcome any obstacle. It was about changing the face of the sport and leaving a lasting legacy for others to follow.” I see the way Lewis looked at me as I finish my story. He had this sparkle in his eye that I saw only one time before. With my ex boyfriend, before he became a douchebag.
As I mingled with the drivers, I felt a connection with each of them. They were incredibly supportive and shared stories of their own racing journeys. Lewis, in particular, seemed intrigued by my background and accomplishments. His charisma and passion for the sport were captivating, and I found myself drawn to him in ways I hadn't expected.
Over the course of the evening, Lewis and I spent a lot of time talking. We discovered that we shared many interests outside of racing and had a similar outlook on life. Lewis talked about how he became vegan and how he eventually got his dog Roscoe on the diet. There wasn’t one thing uninteresting about him. Despite the 20-year age difference, our connection seemed undeniable. But as the night came to an end, doubts began to creep into my mind. Would our age difference become an obstacle in the pursuit of a romantic relationship? Would people judge us? Would the age gap eventually become a source of tension between us?
As I returned to my hotel room that night, my mind was filled with conflicting emotions. On one hand, I couldn't deny the feelings I had developed for Lewis. On the other hand, the practical side of me worried about the challenges we might face. I open the door to my room and make my way to the king sized mattress where I fell on. Closing my eyes, I slowly start to let myself drift to sleep, until my phone vibrated.
It was a Instagram notification from lewis. I clicked on it to see what said. I know you felt what I felt tonight. In the two hours we’ve known eachother, I feel like we were supposed to meet. It just makes sense. We make sense. Despite the fact that I’m old enough to be your father. If you feel the same way meet me at room 388 in 30 minutes. -lewis <3 Was this really happening? Am I hallucinating? I think I need a drink. Besides I’m in Monaco, its legal.
To be continued…
Krispy Kreme
Paddock x Driver!reader
Summary: Y/n wants Krispy Kreme
Note: This is just something funny that I wrote to try to help with my writer's block as well as cope with the fact that I actually can't have Krispy Kreme because I'm on a liquid diet :(
The prestigious F1 Conference had gathered the world's top drivers, including the talented female driver, Y/n, who had been making waves in the racing world. The conference panel discussion was underway, and Y/n found herself seated among her fellow drivers, ready to share her insights and experiences. As the panel discussion progressed, Y/n's passion for racing shone through her words. She spoke eloquently about the challenges she had faced as a female driver and the triumphs that came with perseverance and determination. The audience hung onto her every word, captivated by her presence and undeniable talent.
As the panel discussion moved to a Q&A session, one audience member asked a lighthearted question, attempting to break the intensity of the conversation. "Y/n, if you could have anything in the world right now, what would it be?" Y/n paused for a moment, her mind drifting away from the intense world of racing. A mischievous smile spread across her face as she answered, "Honestly, all I want right now is a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts. But unfortunately, they don't have a store here in Monaco."
A wave of laughter rippled through the crowd, appreciating Y/n's unexpected response. But beneath her playful demeanor, Y/n couldn't deny the slight tinge of sadness and stress that came with her Krispy Kreme craving. As the conference concluded, Y/n made her way backstage, feeling a mix of exhilaration from the successful panel discussion and the lingering disappointment of not being able to satisfy her Krispy Kreme craving. Little did she know that her fellow drivers had overheard her remarks and were planning a surprise intervention.
Lewis Hamilton, the legendary driver and fellow panelist, approached Y/n with a mischievous grin. "Y/n, I heard about your Krispy Kreme craving, and I think I may have a solution for you," he said, his eyes twinkling with excitement. Curiosity and anticipation filled Y/n's heart as Lewis led her to a waiting car. They embarked on a secret mission, racing through the streets of Monaco. Y/n couldn't help but wonder what surprise awaited her.
As they arrived at their destination, Y/n's eyes widened in astonishment. There, in the heart of Monaco, stood a pop-up Krispy Kreme doughnut shop, specially arranged for her. The familiar scent of freshly baked doughnuts wafted through the air, and Y/n's heart filled with joy. Surrounded by her fellow drivers and the conference attendees, Y/n indulged in the delicious treats she had longed for. Laughter filled the air as they shared stories and bonded over their love for racing and, of course, Krispy Kreme doughnuts.
In that moment, Y/n realized the power of friendship and camaraderie within the racing community. It was not just about the competition on the track, but the support and shared experiences that made the journey all the more meaningful. From that day forward, Y/n's Krispy Kreme craving became a running joke among the drivers. In every race and event, they would playfully tease her about it, reminding her of that unforgettable day in Monaco.
But beyond the laughter and lightheartedness, Y/n carried with her a deeper appreciation for the small joys in life. And whenever she crossed the finish line, the taste of victory would be even sweeter, knowing that she had the unwavering support of her fellow drivers and a delightful memory
F1 Masterlist (only one tifosi)
I belong with you
I don't want to
I Want you back
A birthday race - dad!max
The verstappen family - dad!max
Daddy-daughter day
CHARLES LECLERC
I Don't love you anymore
Did you forgot about me?
Love always wins
Exotic love
Leclerc!reader - sister reader
I've to tell you something... I'm seeing someone
First Podium, Family Celebration
The shadow
Unbreakable bonds - leclerc!sister
Dancing to win
The engineer
The graduation- part 2 to The engineer
Cheating bounds
Hypo problems
Turbulent skies
Sleepy adventures
The tiktok siblings trend
Scary needles
Allergy problems
Hidden Love on the Track
When marimba rythym starts to play
Rally worldchampionship journalist
Why me? How you dare?
Congrats little sis - gasly!reader
Unbreakable bonds - leclerc!sister
Yuki Tsunoda IG Au
I'm not him
Just us against the world
Elevator love
Clapping, clapping, i see ya' falling
A good call early in the morning
Love unveiled
A long journey across the ocean
Acceptance in Palm Beach
Father's day
A journey of joy
F1 Female driver
Keep pushing yourself, and you'll go far
Breaking the stereotype
Afront your fears
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.
The sun rose above the horizon, casting a golden hue over the Formula 1 circuit. The air buzzed with anticipation as the engines roared to life, signaling the start of another thrilling race. Among the drivers, a young and talented rookie stood at the center of attention, ready to take on the challenges that lay ahead. This is the story of their journey - a tale of ambition, camaraderie, and the unyielding pursuit of victory.
At just 19, she was the youngest driver on the grid, and expectations were high. With determination etched on her face, she stepped into her sleek racing car, ready to prove herself.
As the lights went out, YN's talent shone through as she weaved through the pack, showcasing her skill and audacious moves. Yet, as the laps went by, the pressure mounted, and her inexperience began to show. A near-miss with the barriers drew the attention of the media, and soon, the press was relentless in scrutinizing her every move.
"Youngest driver, but is she ready for Formula 1?" headlines questioned. The pressure weighed heavily on YN, and she struggled to keep her focus amidst the noise of doubt.
Amidst the relentless scrutiny, the young driver found unexpected support from two fellow rookies - Logan Sargeant and Oscar Piastri.
Logan, with his steely determination and unwavering focus, approached the young driver with a reassuring smile. "Don't let the press get to you," he said, his voice laced with conviction. "We're all in this together, and we've got your back."
Oscar, a calm and calculated presence, chimed in, "He's right. We rookies need to stick together. We're the future of this sport, and we can't let the pressure break us."
The young driver nodded, grateful for their words of encouragement. Little did they know that fate had more surprises in store for them. Their teammate, the fierce and experienced Max Verstappen, entered the scene. He had a reputation for being ruthless on the track, but his demeanor softened as he approached the rookie.
As he geared up for the first race of the season, Yn found herself standing beside her teammate, Max Verstappen, one of the most experienced and tflourished drivers on the grid.
Max, with a confident smile, patted her on the back. "Hey, kid. Ready to show them what you've got?"
Yn nodded, a mix of nerves and excitement coursing through her veins. "Absolutely, Max. I won't let you down."
"I've been where you are," Max admitted, a hint of nostalgia in his voice. "The critics will always be there, but you have something they don't - raw talent. Just focus on your driving, and everything else will fall into place."
Throughout the season, the bond between the four drivers grew stronger. They formed an unbreakable alliance, a brotherhood bound by the shared passion for racing. They spent long hours in the paddock, discussing strategies, analyzing each other's techniques, and engaging in playful banter.
On a particularly challenging race weekend, where rain lashed down upon the circuit, the young driver struggled to find their footing. Doubt crept in, threatening to undermine their confidence. Sensing their distress, Logan stepped forward.
"Listen, mate," he began, his voice resolute. "You've got the skills, the talent. Now, trust yourself. Remember why you're here. Let your passion drive you forward."
Max and Oscar joined in, their words like a symphony of encouragement. "Believe in yourself," Max urged. "We believe in you."
"Never forget the joy of racing," Oscar added. "That's what got us all hooked in the first place."
As the season progressed, YN's performances continued to improve. Her passion and dedication had caught the attention of the seasoned drivers on the grid. They admired her talent and determination, and soon, she became a respected competitor.
At the end of a challenging race in the rain at Spa-Francorchamps, YN stood on the podium for the first time in her career. She was overwhelmed with emotion as the champagne sprayed and her fellow rookies, Logan and Oscar, joined her in celebration.
"This is for all the people who believed in me, even when I doubted myself," YN said in her interview, her voice shaking with joy and Max pulled her into a hug before doing his P1 interview
"You've come a long way, YN," he said, extending his hand. "You've proven yourself as one of the best out here."
With tears of joy in her eyes, YN shook Max's hand and thanked him. She knew that without the support and guidance of Logan, Oscar, and Max, she wouldn't have reached this pinnacle of success. She knew that without the support and guidance of Logan, Oscar, and Max, she wouldn't have reached this pinnacle of success.
As the season ended, YN reflected on her journey. The challenges, the doubts, and the scrutiny had made her stronger. The bond she shared with Logan, Oscar, and Max transcended competition, proving that in the fast-paced world of Formula 1, true friendships and support were worth more than any trophy.
From that moment on, YN's journey in Formula 1 took on a new dimension. The challenges were still there, but she faced them with newfound strength, guided by the wisdom and support of her friends and mentors.