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2 fics from the same req and they’re both so good

from @neferaskingdom

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♡ Vegas Baby | MV1

Pairing: Max Verstappen x Reader ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Summary: After winning his fou

and then from @pucksandpower

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Fourth Time’s the Charm

Max Verstappen x Norris!Reader Summary: it starts, as all the best things do, with a bet (“If I win the race tomorrow and take the champion

the most poetic thing about charles leclerc winning monaco has to be how both alex jacques and vanzini focused on how charles used to wait around these streets for his school bus, both of them mentioned how charles fell in love with the sport on these very streets, both mention his father, both talk about the white lie charles spoke to his dad "i signed with ferrari", both mention jules and his family and how that influenced charles' career — and see the beautiful thing is that neither alex jacques nor carlo vanzini knew at the time what the other was saying. both were live commentating. charles leclerc's life story on those streets of monaco truly transcended any language barriers. in english. in italian. when leclerc won at home, monaco's sea wept tears of salvation. that after seven years of disappointment, the boy the sea saw grow up brought home laurels.

Being a sports fan in the off-season is really just a constant cycle of “it’s so relaxing not having to worry about how my favorite team is performing” and “if I have to go another day without watching them, I’m going to jump out the window.”

someone said it could be a vogue cover

strike the pose!!

"i knew he'd hit the brakes, he has a wife and two kids at home"

- charles leclerc when he wins the WDC next year

McLaren you cannot fuck up 2025 you can not fuck up 2025 McLaren

taking photos

from this photoset:

ferrari's satisfaction test ; a 1655 poem — who do you trust with tribute here, when you've been chewed up and spat back out ?

major inspiration comes from here

You watch f1. You choose your blorbo. It's Charles Leclerc. You realise he's the most soggy saddest wet meow meow you've ever seen. He's having a bad time at least 90% of his career. You want him to do well. His team is ass. He literally will not leave. His loyalty is too strong. But yours is too.

i hate how "being a girl's girl" has replaced feminism. I hate that enforced conformity has replaced genuine compassion for and solidarity with other women. I hate how women call each other "pick me's" for not conforming to femininity or for daring to critique something other women like. I hate how we just keep finding new socially acceptable ways to bully other women for being unattractive or outspoken or difficult or complicated or weird or ambitious or for not performing femininity. I hate those front facing camera "comedians" whose whole thing is making up a straw-woman to make fun of. I hate the obsession with "girlhood" and clinging to being a girl instead of a woman. i hate "the girl version of the roman empire" and "girlhood" and it's just consumerism and I hate the characterisation of girlhood as passivity, niceness, sweetness, helplessness and frivolity and I hate the revival of gender essentialism even as a joke!!!