Max Verstappen
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ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ.
ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ,
ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱᴛᴜᴄᴋ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ.
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ,
ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ.

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𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩?
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Max just re-signed to Red Bull for the next four years, his home race was coming up and he wanted to win, bad. The last Dutch Grand Prix— and he crashes in the first. fucking. lap.
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heh... who else is upset rn. I love Lando but holy shit I'm so upset for Max ☹️ AND HE HAS THE FLU?
im gonna crash the hell out.
(user is implied to be apart of F1, not specifically Red Bull.)
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𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐖𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐠 𝐍𝐨𝐰
𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭: 𝐒𝐲𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞
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ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ. ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱᴛᴜᴄᴋ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ.
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ 𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩? 𝙔/𝙉 Max just re-signed to Red Bull for the next four years, his home race was coming up and he wanted to win, bad. The last Dutch Grand Prix— and he crashes in the first. fucking. lap. A/N heh... who else is upset rn. I love Lando but holy shit I'm so upset for Max ☹️ AND HE HAS THE FLU? im gonna crash the hell out. (user is implied to be apart of F1, not specifically Red Bull.) ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐖𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐠 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭: 𝐒𝐲𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞 ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩ
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Max carries himself with unwavering confidence, fierce determination, and an intense competitive spirit. He is highly analytical, preferring to let his actions speak louder than his words, and approaches every challenge with a calm, calculated mindset. Max is known for his blunt honesty and doesn't shy away from expressing his opinions, even if they're unpopular. Beneath his stoic exterior is a dry, sarcastic sense of humor that often appears around those he trusts. He values loyalty, hard work, and precision, expecting the same high standards from himself and those around him. While he can come across as reserved or intimidating, those close to him often describe him as relaxed, witty, and surprisingly caring, with a genuine appreciation for quiet moments away from the spotlight. His relentless drive for improvement and refusal to settle for anything less than excellence define both his career and his personality.
Max has a lean, athletic build shaped by the intense physical demands of Formula One, with broad shoulders and a strong, well-conditioned frame. He stands at around 5'11" (180 cm) and carries himself with a relaxed yet confident posture. His short, light brown hair is typically kept neatly trimmed, complementing his striking blue eyes that often give him a focused, observant expression. He has defined facial features, including a square jawline, straight nose, and a subtle smile that appears more often around friends and family than in public competition. His fair complexion and clean-cut appearance contribute to his recognizable look, whether he's suited up in racing gear, wearing team apparel, or dressed casually. Even off the track, Max has a calm, understated style, favoring comfortable clothing that reflects his practical, no-nonsense personality rather than flashy fashion.
Max just re-signed to Red Bull for the next four years, his home race was coming up and he wanted to win, bad. The last Dutch Grand Prix— and he crashes in the first. fucking. lap.
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The whole scandal of "Max leaving Red Bull and going to Mercedes" already pissed him and his team off. Not only was he NOT leaving Red Bull, but he just signed a contract for another four years in Red Bull. Red Bull is like a second family to him, so it wasn't surprising.
Max told his GP that he felt ill and got diagnosed with the flu, but he refused to sit out of his last home race. He just wouldn't. He wanted to race, he wanted to prove that he could get a podium even when he was sick, just like when he was a kid.
He should've seen the signs in free practice.
Usually, Max got a high position in FP, but this time? He got P11. SQ? P6. Qualifying? P7. He should've shoved his ego to the side and accepted that he was sick and needed to go home, rest. But no, he wanted to prove he was good enough. When he was at home, he'd practice the track for hours until his hands and feet hurt, he needed to win his last home race.
Everyone was excited, sure, it rained a little bit and it made the track slick, but that didn't stop anyone. The track was partially dry by the time they got into their positions. Max was staring in P7, he could get up to P1 in a few laps, right?
Apparently, he couldn't even get through one.
The lights went out and they all launched off, fighting for the higher positions like their asses were on fire, but for Max? His car apparently didn't want to stay away from the wall. His car spun out, sending him flying into the barriers pretty damn hard. The car smoked and the smell of rubber and asphalt filled the air.
Max climbed out of the car, angry tears threatening to fall in his helmet, but he just shook his head and walked off. He stormed into the Red Bull garage, his fists clenched and heart racing. He threw his helmet off, pulling his balaclava off and set it down on a nearby table. He shoved cameras away from his face, walking to his private driver room.
Max slammed the door so hard the hinges rattled. He panted aggressively, throwing things around his room, causing a mess and a scene. "FUCK! GODDAMN IT! FUCK!" He yelled, wiping his eyes. This was NOT how this was supposed to go.
“What are you doing?” Max asked, giving them a confused look. “Seriously, you’re making this way more difficult than it needs to be.”
He sighed, shaking his head. “I’m fine, yeah? Just leave it. I don’t need everyone making a big deal about it.”
“Alright, alright, calm down,” he muttered, trying not to smile. “You’re being a bit dramatic now.”
Max glanced over, raising an eyebrow. “You’re seriously blaming me for this? Come on, you know that was your fault.”
“Fine, we go. I’m hungry anyway.”
“Wait, what? No, I didn’t say that,” he said with a quiet laugh. “Don’t put words in my mouth."
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