Jul 2
thank you, Andrea Kimi Antonelli
now i have to write that pasta date fic, don't i?
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thank you, Andrea Kimi Antonelli
now i have to write that pasta date fic, don't i?
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It's a date!
F1 drivers mainly stay in their luxury motorhomes inside the Silverstone circuit, like they do for all European races. So, what if Kimi specifically asked his team to make sure he was parked next to Max. Cause he knew he was beside Max but poor Max was clueless! Def a fic.
Lovely anon, yes, I think it was a perfectly crafted, multi-layered plan involving so many people, and with Max being that clueless, he's practically the perfect prey.
This fic really does write itself.
I do feel for the people next door, though. Once the pasta has been thoroughly enjoyed, I have a feeling someone else is about to be π
pasta date, i repeat... PASTA DATE! π
what do you mean it's only thursday and we're already eating this good? (pun intended π)
kiss me and i might drop dead. - Chapter 2 - enryu_97 - Formula 1 RPF [Archive of Our Own]
everyone says: thank you, kimi!
(look what you made me do playing in the background)
on a more serious note: this might not be very good, it might be slightly OOC, and i might come back and edit it some more later
but these scenes have been living in my head since yesterday, and i was afraid they'd leave me if i didn't write them down
also, i'll probably be MIA tomorrow (i have some personal things to take care of), so i wanted to write and post this today while i'm still in the flow
lastly!!! i just wanted to thank you all for your kind words here, as well as for all the comments and kudos you've left on ao3, it really means a lot to me!
good night! i'll probably be back for sunday's race!
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when i was writing my pasta date fic, there was this moment where i wrote Max knocking on the door with his hand raised, and i suddenly remembered a conversation with my work bestie about how we donβt actually need to raise our hand when knocking... but we do it anyway
i donβt really know what the point of this post is, sorry, but iβve been cackling for a few minutes just thinking about it, because why the hell did that thought even pop into my head while writing?
"the art of knocking"
pictures from the pasta date, or it didn't happen! don't disappoint me π€π
that pasta date was a long time overdue... huh