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Lando masterlist^^

Wait for you | L.N.

Yogurt | L.N.

Crash in love | L.N.

Sleepy | L.N.

You belong with me | L.N.

I’ll save you a seat | L.N.

I win | L.N.

Tension on track | L.N.

Friendly lips | L.N.

Friendly lips pt. 2 | L.N.

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"He ran his hands over her pale skin"

"She blushed turning bright red"

Me who is no where near pale:

Please tell me you know what x reader is?

Bff’s from the beginning.

If I shouldn't be attracted to a psychopathic cannibal then he shouldn't be so hot

Burning hatred masterlist (CA)

Summary: You hate your film partner. Right?

Pairing: Chris Evans x Actress!Reader

Warnings: angst, language, love-hate relationship, enemies to lovers, dirty talk, smut, unprotected sex, possessive Chris, creampie, marking, biting, hair pulling, semi-public sex, degrading, breeding kink, restraints, doggy style, use of sex toys/sex swing, all the kinky shit will be added later

A/N: I wrote the same story for Chris and Jensen as I couldn’t choose one. Sorry, not sorry. (There is only a slight difference.)

Contains: 💦 smut // 💔 angst // 💕 fluff // 🖤 light smut

Burning Hatred (1) - The first time 💦

Burning Hatred (2) - Five months time stamp 💦

Burning Hatred (3) - Oops we did it again 💦

Burning Hatred (4) - Wait! What?

Burning Hatred (5) - Knock you up 💦

You used to be shy, now you're a whore

Character development

Hi

Maybe where yn is the daugter of Christian Horner and she is the girlfriend of Max verstappen and he has invited her to a romantic date night and when she gets ready and her dad asks why are you getting ready and she tells him the reason. And Max has a promise ring for her with a lott of fluff thanks

Promise

Max Verstappen x Horner!Daughter!Reader

Christian Horner x daughter!reader

Warnings: fluff, slight angst, and more fluff. Age gap (4 years) Max is 26 and reader is 22 in this.

Word Count:1,405

Sorry if the Dutch is wrong I used google translate.

Ik hou van je tot de maan en hou van terug. Voor eeuwig en altijd.

I love you to the moon and love back. Forever and ever.

Love

Liefde

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You were currently standing in your room, your music blasting throughout your room. Tonight you were getting ready for a date night with Max. He hasn't told you yet where you guys were going but he told you to dress nice. Thanks Max, that sure helps. You thought to yourself. You were going through options on what to wear and you decided on a dark blue dress, with some simple sparkly short gold heels. You quickly changed into your dress and walked into your connecting bathroom. You decided that you didn't want to wear a lot of makeup so you just put on some mascara with some eyeliner and a sparkly eyeshadow. Your music was still basting so you didn't hear your dad knocking on your door.

“Y/N!!!.” He shouted.

You still didn't hear anything, you were just doing touch ups on your makeup.

“Y/N!!” he sighed in frustration. “Y/n please turn down your music.” He said while knocking at the door.

You finally heard some faint talking behind your door. So you quickly grabbed your phone and disconnected it from your speaker. Then you walked over to your door and saw your dad behind the door.

“y/n I- why are you dressed up?”

Shit you thought. You haven't told your dad about your relationship with Max yet scared of his reaction.

“Uhmm..” your face turned as red as the red on the Red Bulls car. “No reason.”

Your father looked unimpressed. His lips turning in to a flatline. “Honey you might think im dumb, but i'm not. Why are you dressed up? Is it a boy? I promise I wont be mad.” He said.

Your heart started to beat rapidly. “Yes it's a date.” you whispered.

Your dad nodded at you. “Who is it? Do I know him?” He took a deep breath. He had a feeling he knew who it was. “I promise I wont be mad, whoever it is. I promise I wont be mad.”

“It's… it’s.. Max…” you mumbled. You quickly looked up at your dad and then you looked back down at your hands.

“It's who?” he asked.

“Max.. as in Max Verstappen.” you said. You didn't look back up until you felt your dad embrace you into a hug.

“That's amazing, he's a nice guy.” He told you.

“You aren't mad?” you said trying not to cry, you didn't want to ruin your makeup.

“Why would I be mad sweetheart?” he questioned. “Max, is a very nice guy and I trust him.”

You sniffed. Looking up and blinking rapidly, still trying not to cry. “Well I thought you would be mad because he works for you.” you said.

“Please don't cry honey.” he said while wiping your tears away. “Your mother and I actually have talked about you two getting together, we were hoping you would. You two complement each other very well.”

“You do?” you said.

“Yes honey, now let's get you freshened up before Max gets here.” he said while letting go of you so you could head to your bathroom.

You quickly got freshened up, you ended up redoing your makeup as you cried off most of your mascara. You then walked down the stairs to see your father and Max. You smiled at Max as you made your way down the stairs. Once you got ot the bottom of the stairs you walked over to Max. You walked over to his side and gave him a hug, he returned the hug and whispered in your ear.

“You look amazing liefde.”

You blushed at the comment. “We should start heading out, Maxie.” you told him.

He blushed slightly at the nickname. You both started to make your way to the door, before you Max could step out your dad spoke up.

“Max, can I talk to you for a second?” he asked.

“Hmm, yeah of course. I'll meet you in the car liefde.”

Once the door closed behind you, your father, Christian and Max started to talk.

“Max, do you love her?” Christian asked.

“What?” Max asked, Max was caught off guard by this question of course I love her he thought.

“My daughter, do you love y/n?” Christian asked again.

“Yes, I love her, I love her a lot.” Max started.

“Good, I trust you with Max, so please don’t break her heart.” Christian told Max.

Max smiled, “I was actually wanting to ask you a question.”

“Yeah, what's up?” Christian smiled at him.

“I wanted to give your daughter a promise ring…” He said nervously.

Christian didn't say anything for a few seconds, to Max it felt like an eternity before he finally said something. “If you are asking for my permission, you have the yes from me Max.” Christian said while putting his hand on Max’s shoulder.

“Thank you, that means a lot…” Max said while smiling at Christian.

Christian smiled back. “Now go, don’t make her wait any longer.” He said while laughing softly.

Max laughed along with him and quickly ran out the door and to his car. He ran around the car and opened the driver side door and slid in while closing the door behind him.

“Hey liefde, sorry for taking so long.” Max said while softly kissing the side on your head.

You smile back at him. “Don't worry honey it's fine, what were you guys talking about?” You asked while Max started the car.

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Once you guys finally reached the restaurant Max quickly put the car into park and turned off the car. He then ran to your side of the car and opened the door. He stuck his hand out for you to reach. You grabbed his hand and stepped outside of the car. Max then closed the door behind you. As you walked into the restaurant Max held your hand the entire time, once you guys finally reached the door he led you in with his hand on the small of your back.

“Reservation for Verstappen.” He started. “Max.” He told the front lady.

“Follow me please.” She said while grabbing out two menus.

You both followed her, she brought you both to a more secluded area of the restaurant. As you both sat down you thanked the lady and she told you that your waiter would be here shortly.

“This place is beautiful, Max.” You told him, while looking around the restaurant with the biggest smile on your face.

Max looked at you with the biggest smile in the world. Like a love-struck puppy. This is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. He thought to himself. You noticed that he wasn't saying anything, so you looked back at him with confusion.

“What?” You asked.

“Nothing, just looking at you. Am I not allowed to look at my beautiful girlfriend that I love to death?” He questioned.

You turned red, like as red as a firetruck. “Oh shut up.” you whispered at him. Before Max could say anything your waiter came over asking what drinks you would want. You both got water and Max ordered some fancy wine.

“Alright, perfect. I’ll be right back with those.” Brayden, the waiter said.

“Thank you.” You and Max said in sync.

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You and Max have now left the restaurant and are walking on a walking trail near the restaurant. The trail was lit up by fairy lights, as it was mainly lit from the city that was nearby. Once you got to this one viewing point, looking over the ocean. You saw that Max has stopped and he looked rather nervous.

“You ok, Maxie?” You asked while putting your hand on his shoulder.

“Yes liefde, I'm alright." He told you with a smile. You saw that he took a deep breath, before he started to talk again. “Liefde, I think you are the one for me. That's why I want to give you this.” He said while pulling out a small box. He opened the box and you gasped slightly. In the box was a ring and a piece of paper that read.

I promise to exchange this promise ring for an engagement ring.

Tears now falling down your face, you couldn't speak. Way too shocked. So you quickly nodded while hugging him. He quickly hugged you back and wiped your tears.

“Ik hou van je tot de maan en terug liefde. Voor eeuwig en altijd.” Max whispered.

This was my first Formula 1 fanfic and I hope you guys enjoyed this!!! It would be greatly appreciated if you would like, comment and repost!! (Not proofread)

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You’re on your own, kid | MV1 x Reader x LN4

Summary - Max and Lando showed you that you don’t always have to be alone, but what would you do when an incident on track leaves you stuck in the middle of an argument between your two boyfriends who refuse to even look at each other?

Warnings - Austria 2024 which is a warning in itself, swearing, arguments

Type - Written

notes - probably gonna be a part 2 and not proofread as usual

Growing up you didn’t have the best people surrounding you. Your father had left when you was born and your mother always away for work, and your absence of sibling always made you feel so alone, like you had no one to turn to in times of need.

Which is why when you met Max Verstappen and Lando Norris on a night time walk - a habit of yours that you used to clear your mind - the two asking what you was doing out by yourself so late, it was hard to resist their kind eyes and warm smiles when they asked you out to coffee the next day.

You remember that day vividly. You had never been invited out on a date by one man before, let alone two, and especially two men with the social following and popularity that Max and Lando had.

The date went amazing though, the both of them had been perfect gentlemen, although you wasn’t really surprised, but that date lead to more and more until they asked you to be their girlfriend, which of course you excepted with no hesitation.

The pair of them showed you that you didn’t always have to be alone, and you’d never felt more grateful for people.

—

You had a warm smile on your face when you entered the paddock on race day of the Austrian Grand Prix, you were excited to be here to support both of your boys. Both of which were in either side if you, small grins in their faces also as the three of you were engaged in private chatter as per usual.

You remembered the day that your relationship has been leaked to the media, the reactions from the general public were a mix. Some didn’t care about your involvement at all, and just focused if the fact that Max and Lando had been in a secret relationship together for that past two years, but some had only nasty words to say about you, that you’re a good digger, a whore, and some congratulated you for ‘pulling it off’ as they would say.

For once though, cruel words of people didn’t effect you the same way they used to, because now, you and your boys to look out for you and reassure you that you was going to be okay and that they was going to be by your side no matter what.

From then on thought the three of you was open with each other, in restaurants, the paddock, anywhere you felt, and you had never been so happy. Some people even took back their word when they noticed how when the three of you were together it was like you was in your own personal bubble, no one else mattered except each other.

“Schat?” Your stare turned to your Dutch partner when the nickname he’d adapted for you in the early days of the relationship, “I’ve got to go speak to the team about strategy before the race, okay? Stay with Lan and I’ll see you after the race, hmm?” He said, leaning down slightly to press a gentle kiss to your lips, a rose coloured blush crept up on your cheeks as you nodded.

“Okay,” you said in return with a small smile, “be safe out on the track for me, yeah? Make sure you come back to me in one piece.” Max smiled at your words, you always said it to them before every race, like a mini tradition and every time it always made their hearts warm, “I will love. I love you, I’ll do my best out there for you.” He said kissing you one last time, before turning around and walking to his garage, leaving you alone with your British boyfriend who intertwined his hand with yours as he smiled down at you.

“Looks like you’re watching from my garage today baby.” Lando said with a smile as you laughed lightly, “I guess so Mr Norris.” He smile at you again, before leading you towards the McLaren hospitality so the two of you could get some food before heading to his drivers room for a bit before the race.

———

It was an hour or so later now, both of your boys had made their way out onto track and began their race, with max on pole and Lando close behind him after having qualified second, you was excited but also worried. Excited for both of them for achieving so much and getting where they want, but you couldn’t shake the nagging feeling of anxiety in the back of your mind as your eyes were glued to the screen before you, the race currently on lap 60 out of 71 as your boys were batting it out to come home and stand in the top step of the podium.

You knew first hand how messy any kind of arguments could get between the two of them; three years of being in a relationship with them both gave you that kind of knowledge. So you watched in worry as your boyfriends messily battled on the track, you could hear Lando’s radio through the headphones you were wearing at the word he was spitting out about your dutch counterpart were angry and thoughtless.

You couldn’t help but let out a quite ‘fuck’ under your breath when their cars touched, Lando immediately yelling through the radio as you saw max do the same on the screen in front of you, you sucked in a breath when Lando retired his car from the race, his damage being more severe than Max’s, the dutchman being able to pit and make his way back out to finish the final laps of the race.

You knew this wasn’t going to be good, but at this moment, there was nothing you could do about it. So, you went to Lando’s drivers room and waited for him to show himself so you could comfort him before the race was over and Max would most definitely want to see you.

He stormed in, slamming the door behind him, sucking in a deep breath when he saw you and instantly pulling you into a tight hug, which you returned, of course.

“I’m sorry.” you muttered into Lando’s neck as the man scoffed and pulled away, “It’s not you who should be apologising, baby. It’s max and his fucking-,” You cut lando off with a shake of your head, “No, don’t do that.”

The brit looked down at you with raised eyebrows, “Really? You’re picking his side? After my race got fucking ruined your choosing him?”

His words hurt, but you knew he was saying them in the what of the moment, he didn’t mean them, “I’m not picking a side Lan, i love you both and you’re both at fault, you need to resolve this between yourselves.”

He didn’t listen to your words though, just rolled his eyes before saying, “I’m gonna go speak to Andrea, do me a favour and don’t come to talk to me yeah? i’ll see you later.” he said before walking out of the small room, leaving you standing there, alone.

——

Once the race has needed you had a similar interaction with Max, the man also getting agitated at your lack of choosing a side and also refusing to speak to you in that moment.

You were stuck, you didn’t know what to do. You wasn’t going to chose a side, hit when they were both equally at fault.

Your hope for them to make up tonight though only diminished more when you watched Lando on the media pen on the screen in front if you, the interview was emotionless and empty as you watched with sad eyes.

“So lando, we all know that you and Max have a very close relationship outside of racing, the two of you being in a romantic relationship, how do you think today will reflect on that?” The reporter asked Lando.

“Obviously i’m going to keep my private life just that, private. but, at the end of the day i think max was at fault and an apology would be appreciated.”

you sighed at his response, knowing all too well neither of them was going to apologise first.

——

It was late when you arrived back at your hotel room, you had waited around for hours for one of your boyfriends to show up, but they never did, eventually you received separate messages from both; the texts reading, ‘go home with him, i know you want too’

they both thought you had chose the side of the other and left you all on your own.

you climbed into the bed of the hotel room, it far to big for just yourself. The absence of your boyfriends sinking in as your eyes flooded with tears and your mind replayed words you had been telling yourself for years.

You’re on your own, kid. you always have been.

-

yes i rushed the end yes dont fight me