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abushelandablog · 1 year

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Fuck Romeo and Juliet I want whatever the red one from the prancing horse vroom team and the blue one from the energy drink vroom team got going on

#the narrative is genuinely biblical atp #max verstappen #charles leclerc #max x charles #lestappen #f1 #red bull #ferrarri #otp: just an incident

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mctwinkdom · 5 months

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Oscar: "Classic Carlos. Just sitting in the middle of the road. Nothing changed."

THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING!!!

#the way i yelled #carlos the only guy who can draw anger out of oscar i'm sure #oscar piastri #carlos sainz #f1 #formula 1 #mclaren #ferrarri #for the last time boys LANDO LOVES YOU BOTH QUIT IT

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formulaa-1 · 11 months

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Hey did you see that video of Harry Styles and Emrata kissing in Tokyo? I was wondering if you could use this video as inspiration for an Instagram by Horner!reader where everyone thinks she has a crush on Max, but then this video leaks of her kissing Charles, and people are really shocked

*But her kiss with Charles was beautiful, nothing like that embarrassing kiss from Harry and Emily LMAO

instagram au😙 C.L

Horner!reader x Charles leclerc

everyone thinks y/n Horner has a crush on max but they’re proved wrong when a photo surfaces of her kissing a certain monegasque driver.

I didn’t know if you wanted me to use the photo of Harry and Emily but the kiss they had was so messy the photos were bad😭😭I hope this is what you wanted tysm for the request<3

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maxverstappen1: p1 finish in Miami 💪🏼🦁 thank you for all your support.

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y/nhorner: well done maxie 🫶🏼

maxverstappen1: your my good luck charm👀

y/nhorner: as if you need any luck

user26: erm HELLO?! the flirting!!!???😃

therealgerihalliwell: 🙌🏼🙌🏼❤️❤️

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y/nhorner’s story

caption: max is too busy doing interviews and I’m bored help 😒

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y/nhorner

y/nhorner: life lately 🏁☀️🌊

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rbrfan_33: anyone notice something real sus lately👀…y/n’s been posting max on her story and wishing him good luck and commenting on his posts and now max is liking her pics ,especially with the last photo it makes it even more sus😏

user125: STOP OMFG

fan6: I never even thought about y/n and max but omg I NEED Christian’s reaction to them 😭😭😭

therealgerihalliwell: beautiful ❤️❤️

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f1dailywags

f1dailywags: Christian horners daughter y/n and Ferrari golden boy charles leclerc spotted kissing a few days after Sundays race! what are your thoughts and opinions on this ?🏁❤️

tagged: charles_leclerc and y/nhorner

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redbullgirl1: SHUT THE FRONT DOOR NOOOO WEVE LOST HER💔💔💔

fan37: you can hardly even see their faces how do you know it’s them ???

f1dailywags: there’s a video going around too where they were both spotted at the beach walking where you can see their faces🥰🥰

fan37: ohhh okay!

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authors note🎀 this is so bad I hate it but I hope this is what you were thinking ,maybe I’ll do a part 2 ! hope your all okay and looking after yourselves :)

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adventuringblind · 9 months

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Cheering From Heaven

Charles Leclerc x Senna!Driver!Reader

Genre: sad but also fluffy

Request: yep! I hope you like it! I actually cried a little writing it. My requests are still open for like... half the grid at this point. So please send me your ideas, I am begging, don't be shy. :)

Summary: reader never got to meet her father, but thanks him everyday for the racing in her DNA. When she overhears a conversation about her over dramatic celebrations, she becomes more reserved. Charles immediately takes notice and is determined to restore the energy she once had.

Warnings: Talks of death and crashes, not proofread (if I ever proofread call the police because it’s not me someone stole my identity).

Notes: written in second person. For the purpose of this fic, the Ferrari strategists know how to do their job.

Y’all have been giving my fics so much love. Thank you all so much 🥺❤️

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You were the first female driver on the grid. You worked your way up the ranks just like everyone else. Your mother doing her best to support you despite it being just you and her.

She always said you have racing in your blood. Your father died before you could meet him. The fatal accident of Aryton Senna rocked everyone.

Especially your mother, who had just found out she was pregnant with you.

You were determined to continue his legacy. Knowing he was cheering you on from the afterlife.

When you started competing more often and moving up through the stages. You decided to go by your mother's last name. Not wanting your fathers name to have anything to do with how people saw you as a driver.

You wanted to race for him, not because of him. Nepotism in this sport can make or break someone's career.

When you got up to Formula 1, you cried tears of joy. Knowing that your father was looking out for you.

You were relatively accepted among everyone. You and your teammate Charles got along better than anyone could imagine.

Competing and pushing each other, but still remaining close at the end of the day.

What you didn't know was that some on the grid found you annoying.

You had found fast success and with it came rituals. You wanted to cheer loud enough for your father to hear you. Celebrating enough for the both of you.

It hurt having not known him, but you felt like you did at times. Hearing his name still being praised. You’d watched his races on YouTube repeatedly. You knew he would be ecstatic to see you here.

Everywhere else you were very down to earth and chill. On the podium, however, was a different story. There you let everything go, enjoying yourself for those who couldn’t be there with you. It was your ritual and you loved it. Charles found it entertaining despite not understanding it. You worked hard for your success, why shouldn’t you enjoy it?

You were going to run up and join a group of the guys walking and talking after a race one evening. Charles being one of them. You’d grown feelings for him and even if he didn’t return them, having him as a friend was still great.

They didn’t hear you approach, continuing there conversation without remorse.

“I don’t know man, I find her annoying.”

Charles was immediately confused at this. “Annoying? How so? I find her the least annoying out of everyone else.” He chuckled at his own funny remark.

“I agree. She seems very cocky when she wins. Rubbing it in everyone’s faces.”

A course of similar comments and agreements strung from their mouths. You didn’t stay to hear everything, quickly finding your way back to your hotel room.

Charles had left the conversation not long after. Leaving them the group with one last statement before walking off. “Who cares how she celebrates? Anyone that wins wants to enjoy it, so let her have this.”

While you became quieter and more reserved, Charles became more concerned. You weren’t the sunshine everyone enjoyed having around. You weren’t offering soothing words when someone had an off day. It was strange and he didn’t like it. He became determined to help you through it.

Everyone started talking after your next win. You smiled but said nothing. You looked unfazed by the champaign chaos. You were hardly celebrating.

Everyone else assumed your were sick, but Charles had the feeling there was something else at play.

He’d immediately given into his crush on you. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to escape it since you spent tons of time together. If only he could help you through whatever fought patch you were in. Maybe he could get the confidence to ask you out.

It was now time for the Brazilian Grand-Prix. Imola. The track Ayrton Senna lost his life.

You were hoping to win today for him, and you had a good shot at doing so after an amazing qualifying.

In the evening you decided to visit your father’s memorial. The track was clear like the sky. Pink and orange hues shining down in rays. You dropped to your knees, placing the flower you brought in front of the memorial.

“I hope you can forgive me for not cheering loud anymore.” You cried. Failing to notice the footsteps behind you. “Mom says you’d be proud of me. That you would’ve come to every race. I wish I could’ve known you.”

Charles crouch’s next to you. His hand rubbing circles on your back in a soothing manner. He didn’t say anything, just let you talk. He knows how it feels to miss someone.

“I cheer loudly so that he can hear me. I just know he’d be celebrating with me, so I do enough for the both of us.” You confessed, leaning into Charles’ touch.

“I understand.” He guides your face to look at him, gently wiping your tears with his thumb. “Your dad would be proud of you. I am also proud of you.”

No other words needed to be said. You leaned in, your foreheads now touching. Somehow, that did all the talking for you.

The next day brought excitement and anxiety. You and Charles fighting hard to be at the top. You nearly cried when you won. Charles right behind you in second.

When the cars were parked, you jumped into his arms. Adrenaline flooding through your veins. She the interviewer came to ask you about the race, you looked at Charles. Him nodding at you and giving you a thumbs up for reassurance.

“I just want to say that I’m dedicating this win to my father, Ayrton Senna. I hope to continue his legacy.”

Everyone stared at you before the chanting of your name started. The name everyone knew you by now changed.

You were hesitant to celebrate on the podium. Until Charles took your hand in his and yelled at the top of his lungs. Bathing you in the alcohol. So you finally let loose again, the fans screaming with you.

And when you two were alone again, you realized your father had been watching you. He sent you Charles. A soft ‘thank you’ falls from your lips before kissing Charles Champagne covered lips.

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bwcharlos · 3 months

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Charles Leclerc + Carlos Sainz

Maranello, Italy | Pre-season | 01/24

#carlos sainz #charles lecrelc #carlos 55 #charles16 #ferrarri #bwcharlos #f1 #formula 1 #f1 x reader #b and w aesthetic

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azaprocky · 1 year

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┃ pairings ➣ 〔 ❛ platonic f1 drivers x reader ❜ 〕

┃ summary ➣ 〔 ❛ in which (Y/n) (Y/l/n) gets called out for being a player. ❜ 〕

┃ face claim ➣ 〔 ❛ Nailea Devora ❜ 〕

┃ warnings ➣ 〔 ❛ four timing, sexism❜ 〕

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f1rariupdates ‎ ‎ ‎ Abu Dhabi Grand Prix press conference with Ferrari's (Y/n) (Y/l/n) and Charles Leclerc, Mercedes' Lewis Hamilton, and McLaren's Daniel Ricciardo and Lando Norris.

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feri(y/n)‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ another episode of (Y/n) slaying again

leclercf4n‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ "She's cheating on all of us with each other" — Daniel Ricciardo, 2022

kur00mi‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ my fav press conference ❤️

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"this question is for Ferrari's (Y/n) (Y/l/n), being one of the few female formula 1 drivers what are some things to expect for girls who also wanted to have a proffesion like yours?" The interviewer asked the Ferrari driver who seems quite impressed to the asked question, she had been waiting for this question for far too long now.

"Hmm, some things to expect are sexism and dating rumours, like tons of it! " the audience and her fellow drivers had laughed on what the 23 year old driver had said "Hey it's true though, Sexism is expected since you have a career in male dominated industry, people will doubt you, hate on you and will analyze whatever you are doing, even if you are getting so much hate from everyone don't let it get in your head." mutters surrounded the room as the Ferrari continued to answer the question

"Dating scandals or rumours will be your doom while being a female formula 1 driver, you cannot be seen hanging out with male drivers it will automaticaly be a headline on many news outlet, like look at these gentlemens I had been reported to either be dating or being engaged to these four which is unfortunate for me" The girl had her palm point to the drivers seating on her left side, Lewis had whispered something to Daniel's right ear, which causes the Australian to speak on the microphone

"oh okay cheater, actually everyone, she's four timing us" The female driver fake gasped "oh my gosh, how did you know!, my secret is revealed." the girl exclaimed putting a hand on her mouth pretending to be shocked

"we saw your schedule, lewis occupied your Monday and Tuesday, Charles occupies your Wednesday and Sunday, me and Lando occupies your Thursday, Friday and Saturday, you player." The Australian pretending to count on his fingers,

"Like how can you do that to your husband of 2 years" Lewis pointed to Daniel "your fiancé, me" "and your boyfriend and ex for 3 years" the British pointed out to the two who are now giggling like little girls "See they're now backstabbing you"

"I swear she can star as the player on one of the sza's song called, what is it called again?" Lando suddenly spoke to his mic in which the Mercedes driver answered

"the weekend, My man is my man, is your man, Heard it's her man too" The Mercedes driver sang a verse from the song clearly singing it to the 23 year old driver who's rolling her eyes

"And...AND out of all things you can replace on my behalf you chose a personification of a Greek god, a seven time world champion and has a whole three season of a Netflix show dedicated to him. I. Cannot. Believe. This." The Belgian driver acclaimed as he looks at the audience pretending to cry "this is why we don't fall in love people." Lewis announced to the audience while 'comforting' the younger McLaren driver.

"especially when it's a 23 year old female Ferrari driver who adopted a Maltese saying she can take care of it but in fact she can't even take care of herself " Charles finally spoke up, dropping the biggest bomb, in which the drivers and people laughed except for the 23 year old Ferrari driver

(Y/n) had thrown a middle finger to her older friend "Girl shut up nobody cares, anyways to all little girls who are watching this and dreaming of becoming a formula 1 driver, not just dream it make it real, and if you ever see this men like here don't be afraid to cuss them out"

"shush your mouth, actually everyone (Y/n) is actually dating one of us and it's the fella right he—" before Lando could even speak (Y/n) had thrown her shoe to the McLaren's driver "No, I'm not interested in dating someone right now, before this could escalate more deeper, everyone next question please!" The female driver pleads

the crowd erupts in a flood of laughter clearly enjoying the skit that happened in front of them, as the laughter dies down, another question had been asked.

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your.username ‎ ‎ ‎ Ladies and gentlemen, it was lovely to have you this year. See you next year, or not.

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emmachamberlain‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ all for me?

your.username‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ yes

y/nnem‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ another episode of 'are they dating or just friends'

liked by creator!

landonorris‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ four timer

danielricciardo‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ player

charles_leclerc‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ cheater

lewishamilton‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ homie hopper

your.username‎ ‎ ‎ www.idontgiveafuckyourmomslovesmemore.com

carlossainz55‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ #teamy/n4ever

landonorris‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ cheater apologist — Daniel, Charles, and lewis

f1rariupdates‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ no thoughts just Charles, Lando, Daniel and Lewis not moving on from the press conference that happened 1 week ago

your.username‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ they're just insecure cuz I will always choose yuki over them

charles_leclerc‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ⁉️

scuderiaferrari‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 🫶

danric_‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ the last picture 😭

miko_148‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ so pretty for what

mirakase89‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ (Y/n) with grills will be the death of me

f1enthusiast‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ so hot

h0e4y/n‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ the princess and her 20 princes

luvf1‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ the fifth picture omg, I love them so much

#formula 1 #platonic #daniel ricciardo x reader #charles leclerc x reader #lewis hamilton x reader #lando norris x reader #driver!reader #formula 1 x reader #nailea devora #ferrarri #socmed au

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multif1fan · 11 months

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Charles right now:

#formula 1 #charles leclerc #christian horner #ferrarri #f1 #carlos sainz jr #max verstappen #daniel ricciardo #fernando alonso #pierre gasly

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snofduti · 11 months

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why does it seem they’re deeply in love all the fucking time omfg

gifs by: @f1-stuff

#carlos sainz #carlos sainz jr #charles leclerc #ferrarri #f1 #charlos #gays fr

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tommydarlings · 1 year

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pairing: charles leclerc x reader

warnings: none

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“That is not really warm, Charles baby!” You whined loudly, adding a small laugh so that your boyfriend doesn’t feel all to bad.

With slightly furrowed brows and a sticked out tongue, you sat down in the bathtub, sighing as you felt how the rather cold water was embracing your shivering skin.

Charles scoffed in a quite tone behind you, “Cold? I made it extra warm for you, ma chérie!” He told you with a chuckle as he watched how you sat down and leaned backwards, touching his hard, wet chest with your back.

You sighed again, “I don’t know what you understand when somebody says warm water but that’s not it, babe.” You said while your boyfriend's fingertips were gently gliding up and down your wet, not so heated skin.

“Well, I like it, ma jolie.” Charles mumbled into your ear from behind, nose running along your cheek before he gave your soft skin a tiny peck.

You immediately moaned as soon as he started to trail gently and wet kisses along your cheek, slowly making his way down to the back of your neck until he ended up kissing your shoulder blade a couple of times.

His fingertips still caressed your wet skin, “You're so beautiful, my love.” The monagueque whispered before he leaned his forehead against your shoulder, kissing you right under your shoulder blade, “Une beauté inimaginable, bébé.” So unimaginable beautiful, baby.

You smiled and bit your lip, “mercí, char.”

You laughed as he suddenly 'attacked' you with his hands by your waist, tickling you as he laughed into the back of your neck.

“Stop it Charles! Arrête!” Stop it! You laughed out loud before you desperately tried to rip your boyfriend's arms away, obviously failing miserably while he started to aggressively kiss the other side of your neck and shoulder, making you laugh and smile even harder.

After a while of just laughing and smiling, you leaned backwards and put your head on his shoulder, smiling up at your man with a wide grin.

You stared at each other for a bit before Charles opened his mouth but did not actually say anything verbally,

“I love you.” You faintly heard him whispering while he just brushed a few piece of your slightly wet hair out of your face, happily smiling down at you.

You turned your head and quickly pecked his jaw, “I love you too.” You quietly whispered, fingers now holding onto his bigger ones.

He slowly removed his hands from your's and ran them up and down your wet thighs, slowly creeping closer to your pussy and then gliding back down towards your knees again, repeating that a dozen of times while you two just admired each other.

#fanfic #fanfiction #f1 #charles leclerc f1 #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc ferrari #ferrarri #f1 fandom #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 fluff #request 🤍

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stcrgazings · 1 year

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like a tattoo ➳ (c.l)

part two is up and you can read it here

note: sooooo I literally wrote this out of nowhere, but i like how it turned out, it’s nothing like the song really buttt it has some of its lyrics so it only seemed fitting to name it that. thx to my girly @hey-kae who was my beta reader, and convinced me to post this, love ya. happy reading and don’t be a ghost reader!

pairing: charles leclerc x female reader

summary: in which you’re having a very hard time trying not to think about your ex-boyfriend charles, and with his dnf in the first race of the season, everything seems to remind you of him.

warnings: use of alcohol, lots of swearing (mostly fuck), a very heartbroken reader, mentions of a dick-ish charles, smoking ¿?? kinda

word count: 1,5K (it’s a shortie but I promise is soooo good)

“and it’s a Ferrari slowing down guys, and it looks like it’s Leclerc” the commentator in the tv says and your heart immediately drops.

Yes, you hate him, and don’t even wanna look at his face ever again but your heart still aches for him and the way his team is failing him yet again in what is barely the first race of the season.

Your model friend turns to look at you as the stylist sips you up over the black tube dress and fixes your hair in the tight ponytail that adorned you head.

“That’s karma” says the girl besides you, as you inevitably roll your eyes.

“That’s one way to call it” you say and everyone in the room that was starting at you bursts out in laughter.

You wanted to hate him, you really did, but you couldn’t help but wanting to text him after that awful race for him.

But fuck him, right?

He had a championship to win, at least that what he said when he broke up with you cold blooded, so yeah, fuck him and his stupid unreliable little red car.

you look at yourself in the mirror and smile at the reflection, you’re pretty, the most wanted model of every single luxury brand, and you eventually will get over him.

So you say your goodbyes as you exit the Prada building after signing yet another contract to add to your portfolio, your girl best friend hooked in your arm as you both giggled softly about where you both will be partying that nigth.

“But in Monaco right?” She asks as you both enter the limousine waiting for you at the front.

“Yeah I guess” is all you answer as you manager turns to look at you both.

Your hand lingers through your phone and eventually Charles contact, you wanted to text him, but at the end you decide against it, but something in the back of your mind tells you to unblock him and so you do.

Maybe some vodka will give you the courage to text him, or at least to hook up with someone else to forget about those haunting green eyes.

“We’re going to a club” you answer, finally lifting your eyes from the device your managers face quickly going pale.

“You really think that’s a good idea?” He asks serious, you roll your eyes.

“Why?” You play dumb as your friend besides you giggles.

“Bella don’t support her!” He complains.

“I’m actually curious why not?” The model asks again, also playing dumb, the man in front of you squeezing his fists as the both of you gang up on him.

“You going out partying and getting hammered when your ex just got his ass kicked at the race, how do you think the media would react to that?”

you meant this with absolutely every bone of your tiny body, when you say this;

“Do you really think I care what the media thinks? Fuck them for all I care” You spit and Bella besides you claps and cheers and picks a fight with your manager who is clearly unhappy with your plans of the night, he lists all of the cons and the reasons you should stay at home tonight.

“It’s a Sunday y/n, for gods sake!” He says but you didn’t listen and truly did not care a bit.

This is what you’ve been doing for the pasts weeks to try and cope with what he had done to you, and you hated yourself for not just getting over him.

Because it’s not like he was boyfriend of the year when you two were together, in the last months of your relationship he barely even acknowledge you, and he had dump you over call after what it was the biggest fight of your relationship.

Because you had exploded out frustration from his constant indifference, and dick ass attitude, and then ditched the apartment you both shared together.

So naturally when when he called you hours later you thought it was maybe to fix the things between the both of you.

But boy were you wrong.

Somewhere along the lines of “you’re just a model you don’t understand anyway” and “text me when you come get your things” the person you had love the most for the longest time broke your heart and didn’t looked back.

And so you went into self defense and destructive mode and if he didn’t looked back neither did you, blocking him in every social media known to men.

And like that you were strangers with who one was your favorite person in the entire earth.

And so if you wanted to go and get completely hammered after he lost a stupid race you would.

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The Weeknd was playing as you downed another shot with people surrounding you as they cheered you on.

you were pretty wasted, but you still couldn’t get the Ferrari driver out of your mind.

All that you could think about was him, how much you missed him, and how much you wanted him right now.

As you danced with strangers hand all over your body you couldn’t help but remember his.

You remembered his hands, the way you would squirm under his touch, how he would show you how the stars looked like with just his fingers, the way his hands fit practically like they were meant to be holding yours, how good it feel when they were wrap around your neck, and how he would woke you up with them as he tickle you in to his arms, the way he held you at night as you both talk about your days and how much you missed each other.

Suddenly it all feels like too much, you pushed the stranger away from you, his grab in you becoming overwhelming and you need air, a single tear running trough your cheek and you can’t breath and it’s so unfair.

It’s unfair because you’ve had the worse months of your life and he had just moved on, with who used to be one of your best friends.

(Or at least that’s what every single media outlet said)

And you probably shouldn’t believe it but you still remembered the bile coming up your throat as you stared at the pictures of them at the Paris Fashion Week.

So you sit with your head thrown back in on of the sofas of the private booths at the club, and as the air conditioner hit your face, you remembered his hands and the way the mountains looked when you took that trip to the French Alps last Christmas, and you wanted to sob because of how awful it all felt and how much your body ache for him, you close your eyes and take some deep breath, and you can almost feel his lips against yours, you can almost see the life shooting diamonds from his eyes, his beautiful eyes.

The ones that would haunt you at night when you couldn’t sleep because all you did was think of him, how he was doing, if he missed you as much as you did him.

“You want a cig? Looks like you need it” a stranger asks in front of you, you mumble a no as you can, being so lost in your own head.

For the longest time Charles was by far, in your books at least the best person in the world, always so happy and perky, his smile lighting up your days, and nights, always so hungry for life, wanting for you to know the world the same way he did, always so passionate about the things he loved, always so passionate and loving of you.

You can’t help but wonder when it all went wrong, maybe somewhere between France and Abu Dhabi, the last being the last time you remembered being genuinely happy beside Charles, because yes he had come second in the championship but you remembered the way he held you up and kissed you in the hotel room and for a moment you thought you both will be fine.

But when you reach the top, it comes the fall.

And it was all fighting and misunderstandings and misery because you just wanted to be with him but he just wouldn’t let you.

Now you were there, still falling, wanting to forget about those times when you were happy with him.

He moved on, why couldn’t you?

Sitting there you beg for the universe to help you, to give you a sign, anything really, that eventually things would change, that you would stop feeling this way, that the hole inside your chest would disappear and finally the air would feel the way it’s supposed to and breathing and waking up in the morning wouldn’t be as hard as it had been lately and happiness would return your way and things would get better.

Obviously the least that you expect is your phone screen lighting up.

Especially with the name of the one that hadn’t been able to leave your mind in the entire night.

Suddenly and “I miss you” text from Charles hits you out of nowhere like a brick in the face.

Maybe you’ll take that cigarette now.

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charles-eclair16 · 9 months

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#charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #f1 #formula 1 #f1 imagine #cl16 #charles #lightning mcqueen #cars #charles as McQueen #they're the same #not my video #credits to the owner #forza ferrari #scuderia ferrari #ferrarri #cl

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cameradelili · 11 months

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This was funny to me.

Charles maybe leave enough space when you want to talk, if you didn’t want to bump into him?

#charlos #carlos sainz #i miss them #charles #leclerc #f1 #ferrarri #spanish gp 2023

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formulaheaders · 1 year

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daniel ricciardo & sebastian vettel

in honor their last race weekend

like/reblog if you save or use and don't repost

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bwcharlos · 10 months

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Charles Leclerc & Carlos Sainz | Austria, 2023

#carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz junior #charles leclerc #carlos 55 #charles 16 #charlos #b and w aesthetic #ferrarri #f1 #formula 1 #f1 x reader #bwcharlos

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vinylsbygi · 1 year

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broken like a glass

a/n : so long since i've written an actual fic... also, first f1 fic!! hope you guys like it <33

warnings : angst, angst, angst, sad, cheating, just sad really lol

pairing : carlos sainz jr x reader

word count : 1k-ish?

masterlist inbox 💌 pt.2

His laugh sounded angelic. It always did. His laugh sounded like angels, like first rain after months of nothing. It was funny, really, how something so small and simple could make you feel like floating, butterflies flying around in every possible direction.

What wasn't so beautiful, on the other hand, was the fact that his laugh was directed towards her. You're not really sure who even she is. You've seen her a few times, and you know that her name started with L. But what you've also know, is that you didn't want her so close to your Carlos. You had absolutely nothing against female friends he had, female friends you had, but she was too close. Lana? Lara? She acted like he was her boyfriend, like it was okay that her hand was in his hair, and that her fingers were playing with his rings.

And you were right there. Carlos saw you all the time, smiled at you but never stopped touching her. She was like a stain on a brand new white shirt, like one yellow surrounded by all red. She had no right.

"Do you need another drink?" Lando has interrupted your thoughts, seeing that your glass is empty. For fifth time already. All your friends knew what was troubling you, but no one said anything.

You looked at Carlos one more times, seeing his hand around her. Your stomach filled with knowing feeling, the same one you had with your ex.

"Yes." you said to Lando. It was enough, you thought. One more drink and you're going home. Why break your own heart?

Maybe tomorrow you could pretend that nothing happened, that it was all just a nightmare. That Lana or Lara or whatever her name was did not exist. Except that she did. And you knew you were never going back. Not with him touching her and smiling, when he should be smiling to you. Y/n and Carlos, that's what you were. The most in love couple. Once, perhaps.

But you were now nothing. So you got your phone out and called Charlotte. She was always a good friend to you, and she had your back no matter what. You drink your drink, her and Charles come pick you up, and no one gets hurt. Oh, what a beautiful plan that was. How you wish it went like that.

Lando interrupted your thoughts, your vodka in his hand. God, what was happening to you? You didn't even like vodka, but it was strong enough to make you care a little less.

And just as you were about to make a shot, your world stopped. The universe had collapsed, the stars had no longer shine. The sun became dark and your heart was shattered to pieces. Your Carlos. Her lips on your Carlos. Never yours, was he?

You knew loving him wasn't going to be easy. You knew that you would have your ups and downs, that you would fight and make up. You knew that, eventually, it would all come down to one moment. The one moment which would show was all your pain and all his tries, was all your begging and his cries, was all your love worth it. And when person founds themselves in a situation like this, was is even worth trying one more time? Because that moment wasn't worth it. That moment was nothing.

This wasn't him. Whoever this man was, he wasn't the man you fell in love with. He wasn't the man who kissed your whole face everytime you two saw each other, wasn't the man who bought the most random things ever because it reminded him of you. This man was nothing. An emptiness that hurt you, like a ghost lingering around places of memories. Because that's what he became. A memory.

For two weeks, all you could see, all you could hear was that moment. How she had kissed him, and how he didn't pull away right away, how he called your name as you ran, hoping that Charles and Charlotte were already waiting for you. How Lando's own glass fell, and how glass has shattered. The same way your heart did.

Of course you wanted to forgive him, to go back to normal. But you also knew that it was too much. That you had enough pride to stay away. To let go.

Charlotte was coming to visit today. You didn't want anyone seeing you in this state, but all you needed was a hug and some proper food. She gave you space, but when after two weeks you haven't made one social interaction, she had enough.

His shirt, Charlotte thought as she entered your house. She's seen Carlos wearing it all the time. You were going to be mad, she knew that. But what you didn't know was that Carlos was also in terrible state. That he barely ate, spending all his time texting you and calling you, just for you to never answer. After all, Charles was right. Lana was nothing to him, just a stupid girl trying to get her five minutes of fame.

He missed your voice and your touch, your mind and your heart. But for now, he wasn't going to force you to meet him. But he could ask Charlotte to talk to you.

And pray that you would listen.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

part two!!

#gigi's fics 💌#carlos sainz junior #carlos sainz #carlos sainz jr #carlossainz55 #carlos sainz x you #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz x y/n #carlos sainz fanfic #carlos sainz angst #carlos sainz one shot #carlos sainz icons #carlos sainz imagine #cs55 #ferrarri #f1 ferrari #f1 fiction #f1 fic #cs55 x you

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multif1fan · 1 year

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He's just iconic 🤣🤣

#charles leclerc #formula 1 #ferrarri #f1 #hilarious #Also #adorable

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