max's questionable knowledge of charles lore:
- when max quoted the incident video on more than 5 occassions unprompted
- when max was running around the paddock in baku with a pic of charles and him as kids that he happened to find and journalists were questioning why he's so happy all of sudden and then he started showing the pic
- when max remembered a niche chuck leclerc joke and had to explain it on a podcast
- when max started explaining how charles couldn't open the door to his flat for his gf because he was live on twitch
- when max ran behind charles to take off the red bull sticker like the down bad loser he is and had to play it cool because a ferrari employee did it firsr
- when he knew the incident vid by heart in a tiktok challenge
- when he remembered a specific charles radio from years ago
- when he quoted charles' "i dont think anymore"
- when he remembered what he tweeted to charles in like 2016
- when he named charles his rival when he was an experienced f1 driver and charles was a rookie in sauber
- max immediately recognizing charles' helmet from karting when he was like 5
- when he filmed charles on the mclaren camera for so long he had to be reminded to shoot oscar too
- when charles called him out and gave him a christmas gift of the f1 game with photoshopped charles 3x on the cover and wrote a note "for my biggest fan"
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yayy!! thank you @lorarri for the title <3 i did a little character introduction at the end cause this series is going to have a lot of ocs (not y/n), anyways, enjoyyy ββ
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2015 β Baku, Azerbaijan
The F1 grid watched intensely. You didn't need to over take, already in P1 with your trophy secured. But you did anyways, passing drivers one by one till you once more made it to the top of the grid. "Phenomenal performance by Seventeen, securing her Win once more."
Daniel Riccardo, Max Verstappen and and Carlos Sainz had stayed over to watch the F2 race, Crossing Paths once more with the all too famous masked driver. Jumping out of your car, you're greeted with your team shouting your number over and over as they hugged and kissed your famous black helmet. "Seventeen? Who names their child a number?" Carlos asked leaning on the edge watching.
"I don't think that's her real name, mate." Daniel commented taking a sip of the redbull can. "It's not, she doesn't use her real name. You can say it's like a . . . What do you call it? For superheroes?"
"Code name?" "Yeah, codename." Max nodded, his eyes trained on you as you did your post race duties and podium celebration. "She's scary." Carlos shivered standing straight ready to leave.
"She's nice." Max mumbled watching as you passed by. He gave you a small wave, you returning it hesitantly. An unconscious smile crept on his face, a little blush dusting his cheeks.
"You like her?" Daniel whispered teasingly, making the teenage boy frown in denial. "She's just a good driver. I- I don't really care." He folded his arms glaring at the older man.
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2016 β Qubec, Canada
"And that is ferrari's reserve driver, and apparent F2 champion, seventeen, defending Vettel from Riccardo." Making the Canadian grand Prix so early into the season was a mistake. It was raining heavily in Montreal, and heavy slush was expected sometime during the race.
You could barely see, relying on instinct only as you took the turns and the curves. Your heartbeat was in your ears and you could feel it in your mouth as you continued to defend your temporary teammate from the red bull driver.
You were forcing the wheel in erratic directions to keep on the racing line, understanding the algorithm of the rain. "Seb iβ oβt, seβ βs βut. Flooβ it." You heard the choppy voice over the radio, passing by the crashed out Ferrari.
"Fucking hell." You cursed, accelerating as you maneuverer through the rain like a pro. It felt amazing to be in such a fast car, a big step up from the F2 motor. You pushed the DRS button once you got the chance, overtaking the current reigning champion.
"Pβ, pβ. Keβp gβing." You continued to push every corner. "P what?" You asked not hearing the message. "Pβ." "Oh for fucks sake. Radio is shitty." You shouted overtaking the apparent Manor.
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"It's not always so easy to be high up in the standings as a rookie. How do you feel?" "My eyes hurt." You replied blandly to the interviewer, rubbing your eyes tiredly. Your face was covered from the nose down with your hair up in your famous claw clip bun, still wearing the '1st Place' cap for some reason. You were doing your best to keep the photographers from catching major features of your face, needless to say, you were doing a good job.
With Hamilton to your left and Riccardo on your right, you sat in the press conference room bored out of your mind as the interviewers asked you dumb questions. "You guys should go back to school. Maybe you can learn how to ask good questions for best results in writing essays."
"How old are you? Aren't you still in school." Lewis asked, chuckling as he turned to face you. "Graduated early." You shrugged, going back to facing the sea of journalists. "Is there a driver you would like to battle with the most?" "Um . . . Not really. They're either retiered or dead. Maybe . . . maybe Verstappen, Max not Jos. I've raced against him in the karting championships, I'm sure he improved and could put up a better fight now." "Do you think you'll get a full seat next season?"
"That's a difficult question. Not all uh . . . teams have enough trust in female drivers. Hopefully I demonstrated how worthy of a seat I am. I am after all the first and only female to finish on a podium and win a race so . . . we'll see where it goes."
It didn't go. It never was going to.
You were stuck in the factory, working on the car for someone else. And when a seat was finally free in 2018, you watched as they gave it to someone who was not you. You were furious, no other team would take you, a girl. Not even Ferrari wanted you on the track and you were an exeptional driver.
the only thing that kept you grounded was going back home to your family. Your uncle and cousin were your pride and joy, the ones that kept you going. But the question was, what were you going to do now?
β πππ (ππππππππππ) | 1 π³π± ::
β³ 1997.09.30 (25)
β³ red bull's golden boy
β³ three time world champion
β ??? (???) | 17 ::
β³ 2000.07.22 (22)
β³ f4 world champion, f3 world champion, f2 world champion
β³ 2016 rookie of the year
β³ youngest f1 race winner
β πππππππ (πππππ) | 7 π©πͺ ::
β³ 1996.06.06 (25)
β³ mercedes second driver
β³ 2016 world champion
β³ youngest world champion
β πππππ (πππππ) | 25 π©πͺ ::
β³ 2000.07.22 (22)
β³ mclaren second driver
β³ 2022 rookie of the year
β πππππ (ππ ππππππ) | πͺπ¬ ::
β³ 2014.05.06 (8)
β³ best cousin in the world
β πππππππ (ππ ππππππ) πͺπ¬ :: β³ 1985.05.05 (38)
β³ #1 uncle
β ππππ (πππππ) | 25 π©πͺ ::
β³ 1971.01.17 (54)
β³ grumpy old retired driver β³ 5 time world champion
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