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The Perfect Family | Fernando Alonso
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Fernando x Actress!Wife!reader
Summer: I mixed 3 requests for this one(sorry) Request 1, Request 2, REquest 3
WArning: Fluff overload
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The soft light of the early morning filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow over the master bedroom. The peaceful silence was abruptly broken by the sound of small footsteps racing down the hallway, accompanied by the excited whispers of two young children trying (and failing) to keep their voices low.
โShh, youโll wake him up!โ The older one said, giggling as they approached the large bed.
โBut weโre supposed to wake him up!โ The younger replied, clutching a homemade card tightly in his hand.
The door creaked open slowly, revealing two beaming faces as they tiptoed their way into the room. With a quick glance at their mother, who was already awake and sitting up against the headboard, they grinned and made their move, just like they agreed with their mother the night before.
โHappy birthday, Daddy!โ They both yelled, leaping onto the bed in a flurry of arms and legs.
Fernando stirred from his peaceful sleep, his eyes fluttering open to the sight of his son and daughter climbing all over him, their faces glowing with excitement. A lazy smile crept across his face as he blinked away the last traces of sleep.
โWell, this is quite the wake-up call.โ He chuckled, sitting up and pulling the kids into a hug. โAre you sure itโs my birthday? I feel like itโs yours with all this energy.โ
The kids giggled, proudly handing him their cards. One had a drawing of a race car, hastily coloured with bright crayons, while the other was covered in glitter and stickers. Fernandoโs heart swelled as he looked at their creations, his smile softening as he glanced at the love poured into every detail.
โThese are perfect.โ He said, his voice full of warmth. โI couldnโt ask for anything better.โ
You watched the scene unfold from your spot beside him, your own smile broad as you leaned against the headboard, taking it all in. You were content, watching the man you loved more than anything in the world with the two little humans youโve created together. You couldnโt resist reaching out and running your hand through Fernandoโs tousled hair.
โGood morning, birthday boy.โ You teased, your voice soft yet playful. โYou survived another year with us.โ
Fernando turned his head toward you, his eyes locking with yours. The connection between you was immediate and electric, even after all these years. He leaned in and stole a quick kiss, which earned groans of protest from the kids, who immediately pushed between you, giggling.
โEw! No kissing!โ
You laughed and shrugged, sharing a knowing look with Fernando. โGuess weโll have to behave ourselves.โ
โFor now.โ He winked, pulling the kids in tighter as they wriggled with excitement.
As the chaos of the morning continued, kids bouncing on the bed, vying for their dadโs attention, you couldnโt help but feel a deep sense of gratitude. This life theyโd built together was everything you had ever dreamed of. Despite both of yout glamorous careers and busy schedules, mornings like this, filled with love and laughter, were what truly mattered.
Eventually, Fernando sat up fully, swinging his legs over the side of the bed as the kids jumped off to drag him downstairs. He turned to you, offering you his hand with a smile that still made your heart skip a beat.
โComing?โ He asked, his voice gentle, filled with the same affection heโd always had for you, and only you. Well until your kids came into the picture.
You took his hand, feeling the familiar warmth of his touch, and followed him as you made your way downstairs, the sound of your childrenโs laughter echoing through the house.
The scent of pancakes filled the air as the kids scurried around the kitchen, giggling and whispering, while Fernando lingered at the doorway, taking in the scene. He went to the bathroom to freshen up, and when he came back, the kitchen was a cheerful mess, flour dusted on the countertops, sticky batter splattered near the stove, and a scattering of balloons tied to chairs. In the middle of it all, you stood, smiling at your childrenโs efforts, your eyes sparkling as you flipped the last pancake onto a towering stack.
Fernandoโs grin widened as he stepped closer, the sight of his family busy in their joyful chaos making his heart feel full.
โGood morning, chef.โ He teased, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind as you stood at the stove. You leaned back into him, smiling up at him over your shoulder.
โGood morning to you too, Nando.โ You replied, turning your head slightly so he could brush a kiss against your cheek. โYour little sous-chefs have been working hard.โ
As if on cue, the kids rushed toward the table, proudly carrying a cake they had decorated themselves. It was lopsided, with icing smudged unevenly across its surface and crooked candles sticking out at odd angles. But the love and effort were unmistakable, and Fernandoโs heart swelled as they placed the cake down in front of him with wide, excited eyes.
โLook what we made!โ They cried, practically vibrating with excitement.
โItโs perfect.โ Fernando said, kneeling down to their level. โI love it. Thank you, my little chefs.โ
The kids beamed, bouncing on their feet, thrilled with their accomplishment. You leaned against the counter, watching the three of them interact with a fond smile. Moments like this, where the love between them was so natural, so unguarded, were the ones that mattered most.
โWe also made pancakes.โ Your daughter piped up, grabbing one of the plates off the table and holding it up triumphantly.
You chuckled, stepping forward to help her balance the wobbling plate. โCareful, we donโt want to lose those before papรก can enjoy them.โ
Fernando stood, reaching for the plate with a wink. โI think Iโve got this under control.โ He said, before taking a playful bite out of a pancake straight from the plate.
The kids dissolved into giggles, and you shook your head, trying to look stern but failing miserably as you laughed along with them. โYouโre supposed to wait until weโve lit the candles!โ
โOops.โ Fernando said, feigning innocence as he chewed, a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. โGuess I couldnโt wait. Theyโre too good.โ
You swatted his arm playfully, grabbing a lighter and signalling for the kids to gather around the cake. Fernando took his seat at the head of the table as the kids hurried to join him, excitedly waiting for their turn to help with the candles.
Once the candles were lit, the kids started singing. Loud, off-key, and with more enthusiasm than rhythm, but Fernando loved every second of it. He watched them, his gaze shifting to you, who was singing along, your voice soft and sweet as you smiled at him from across the table.
As the last note of the song lingered in the air, Fernando leaned forward to blow out the candles, making sure to close his eyes and wish for what he already knew he had, this life, this family, and the love that surrounded him every day.
When he opened his eyes, the kids clapped and cheered, rushing forward to grab slices of cake while you set down plates of pancakes for everyone. The table filled with laughter and chatter as you all ate, your morning together unfolding in easy, loving chaos.
After a while, as the kids were distracted by their attempts to pile more syrup onto their plates, Fernando reached across the table and caught your hand. You looked up, your smile softening as your eyes met.
โThank you.โ He said quietly, his thumb brushing over her knuckles.
โFor what?โ
โFor all of this.โ He said, gesturing to the happy scene around them. โFor the pancakes, the cake, the chaos. For being the heart of our family.โ
Your smile deepened, a warmth blooming in your chest.ย
โYouโre just getting sentimental because itโs your birthday.โ You teased lightly, but your eyes told him you felt the same way.
He squeezed your hand gently, holding your gaze for a long moment before one of the kids interrupted by spilling syrup all over the table, eliciting another round of giggles.
You sighed, standing up to help clean the mess as Fernando smiled, watching you with a look that said more than words ever could. Even after all these years, you still had the ability to make him feel like the luckiest man in the world.
This was his favourite part of every birthdayโnot the gifts or the attention, but the quiet moments with his family, the moments that reminded him just how deeply he was loved. That thought led him to years ago, he could still feel the energy of that day, the excitement, the cameras, and the undeniable magnetism between him and you that had made you the centre of attention wherever you both went.
It had been a whirlwind. The kind of romance that felt too intense, too perfect to be real, like something out of your own films. But this wasnโt a script. It was Fernando Alonso, two-time world champion, international racing icon, and now, somehow, your boyfriend.
Youย sat on your couch, phone in hand, as your notifications exploded one after the other. Articles, social media mentions, texts from friendsโall filled with shock, speculation, and excitement. **Fernando Alonso, F1 Legend, Dating Hollywoodโs Darling**โthe headlines practically screamed at you from every screen.
You sighed, running a hand through your hair as you scrolled through the flood of messages. You weren't surprised, you knew this day would come. After months of dating under the radar, sneaking into races, avoiding paparazzi, and managing the chaos of your very different lives, it was only a matter of time before the world found out.
Your phone buzzed again, and you glanced at the message that had just come through.
Nando <3ย
Ignore the noise. See you tonight?
You smiled despite the chaos, feeling a rush of warmth at his confidence. He had been so calm about it all, even when the whispers started and the photographers lingered longer than usual after race weekends. For him, it was simple, they liked each other, and that was all that mattered.
Youย glanced out of the window, the Los Angeles skyline shimmering in the early evening light. Despite the fame, the cameras, and the worldโs fascination with your relationship, the thing that struck you most was how normal it felt when you were together. Whether you were on a movie set or sitting in the paddock, it was as if your worlds seamlessly blended whenever you were with each other.
Your phone buzzed again, this time a call.
โHello?โ You answered, leaning back into the couch.
โI take it youโve seen the news?โ Fernandoโs voice came through the line, calm but amused.
โYeah.โ You sighed, shaking your head slightly. โItโsโฆ everywhere. Iโm not sure whatโs more surprising to them, the fact that youโre dating me or that Iโm dating you.โ
He chuckled softly. โI think theyโre just shocked they didnโt figure it out sooner.โ
โTrue.โ You agreed, biting your lip. โItโs not like weโve been really hiding.โ
โNo, but I kind of liked sneaking around.โ He teased. โI mean, how often do you get to watch a race incognito?โ
You laughed, remembering the times youโd sat in his garage or hidden in the teamโs hospitality, trying to blend in while he was out on track. No one had suspected that the glamorous actress was there for the F1 star, let alone that you were dating. It had been fun, in a way, but you had always known that it wouldnโt last forever.
โI guess the secretโs out.โ You said with a sigh, leaning your head against the armrest of the couch.
โAnd how do you feel about that?โ Fernando asked, his tone softening slightly.
You thought for a moment. The truth was, you didnโt mind. You had always known what came with dating someone as famous as Fernando, and it wasnโt like you weren't used to media attention yourself. But there was something vulnerable about sharing this part of your life with the world. It wasnโt just your career or your image, it was you as a couple, your relationship, and you wanted to protect that.
โIโm okay.โ You finally said. โI mean, itโs weird seeing it everywhere, but Iโm not surprised. I justโฆ I donโt want this to change things between us, you know?โ
โIt wonโt.โ Fernando said firmly. โWe knew this was coming. Theyโll talk for a while, but then itโll die down. And until then, we just focus on what matters, us.โ
You smiled, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. As always, Fernando had a way of putting things into perspective, of making you feel like the outside noise didnโt matter as long as you were on the same page.
โYouโre right.โ You said softly. โI just donโt want this to get in the way of what we have.โ
โIt wonโt.โ He reassured You. โI promise. Weโll handle it like we always do, together.โ
His words brought a sense of calm, and you nodded, even though he couldnโt see you.ย
โThank you.โ You whispered. โFor being soโฆ you.โ
He chuckled again, that warm, familiar sound that made your heart flutter. โWhat time should I pick you up tonight?โ
You glanced at the clock. โEight?โ
โPerfect,โ He said. โWeโll go somewhere quiet, just us.โ
Later that evening, as Fernando pulled up outside your house, the paparazzi were already gathered, hoping for a glimpse of the now-famous couple. He stepped out of the car, wearing a casual suit that made him look effortlessly handsome, his dark hair slightly tousled. The cameras flashed, the journalists shouted questions, but he didnโt give them more than a glance. His focus was on you.
You stepped outside, radiant in a simple yet elegant dress, and as you approached, his eyes lit up, as they always did when he saw you. He opened the car door for you, offering a small smile that made your heart skip a beat.
โYou look amazing.โ He said quietly, once you were both seated inside.
โYou donโt look too bad yourself.โ You replied, smiling back at him.
As he drove away, the cameras still flashing behind you, you realised that it didnโt matter what the world thought. All that mattered was thisโbeing with him, sharing these moments, and knowing that despite the noise, you were building something real, something lasting.
You werenโt just a headline, you were two people crazy about each other, navigating their crazy lives together. And that was worth every single camera flash.
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It was your first public appearance as newlyweds.ย
The paddock was buzzing with its usual pre-race intensity. Journalists, photographers, and fans lined the barriers, hoping for a glimpse of the drivers and teams making their way through the paddock. But on that particular day, it wasnโt just Fernandoโs race form or team strategies that had everyone talkingโit was THE y/n Alonso.
You walked beside Fernando, your arm linked with his, and the whole world seemed to pause for just a moment. Dressed in a sleek, elegant outfit, your hair falling perfectly in soft waves, you looked every bit the Hollywood starlet you were. Yet there was something more, something in the way you carried yourself, not as a distant celebrity, but as the woman who had captured the heart of the man at the centre of the racing world.
As you made your way through the crowd, the cameras followed your every step, flashing in rapid succession. Photographers called out for you to stop, to pose, to give them just a moment to capture the new married couple.
Fernando couldnโt keep the smile off his face. He glanced at you, his eyes full of love and affection, and you returned the look with a warm, knowing smile of your own. It wasnโt the flashing cameras or the attention that mattered, it was the fact that you were together, fully in sync, navigating the spotlight with ease.
The media had been obsessed with you ever since news of their relationship first broke, dubbing them an "it couple" almost immediately. But your recent wedding has elevated that status even further. Now, you were the ultimate power couple, the perfect blend of F1 prestige and Hollywood glamour. Every eye was on them, every headline speculating about your next move.
As you stopped briefly for a few photos, the crowd pressed closer, eager to capture a perfect shot of the two of you. Fernando slipped his arm around your waist, pulling you just a little closer. The move was subtle, but intimate, as if to remind the world that no matter how famous you were or how much attention you received, what mattered most was each other.
You placed a hand on his chest, tilting your head slightly to the side as you smiled for the cameras, perfectly poised and radiant.
โThey really canโt get enough of us, huh?โ You whispered, your voice low enough that only he could hear.
โTheyโre not wrong.โ You replied, his voice teasing. โYouโre stealing all the attention. Iโm just here for the ride.โ
You laughed softly, giving him a playful nudge with your shoulder. โPlease, youโre the star of the show. Iโm just along for support.โ
He shook his head, grinning as you resumed walking. โNot today. Today, youโre the one theyโre all here for.โ
You continued down the paddock, passing other drivers, team members, and celebrities who offered smiles, handshakes, and a few congratulations.
As you reached the end of the paddock, preparing to head into the garage for pre-race preparations, Fernando paused for a moment. He turned toward you, his eyes scanning your face, and for a second, the world around you seemed to fade away. All he saw was you, his wife, the one who had chosen him despite the chaos of your worlds.
โYou okay?โ You asked, noticing the way he was looking at you.
โMore than okay.โ He replied, his voice soft. โIโm just thinkingโฆ how lucky I am.โ
You smiled, leaning in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek, careful not to smudge the makeup you had so carefully applied. โIโm the lucky one.โ You whispered, before pulling back and nodding toward the garage. โNow go win your race.โ
With a wink, he headed off, but not before stealing one last glance at you over his shoulder. You were already being pulled into another conversation with someone from the media, but the way your eyes followed him, even in the midst of the paddock chaos, made it clear you were with him, no matter how public your lives had become.
And just like that, the memory faded, bringing him back to the present, where the smell of pancakes and the sound of his childrenโs laughter reminded him that the best days of his life were the ones he was living right now.
The sun had set, casting a soft golden glow over the Alonso household as the day began to wind down. The kids, still buzzing from the excitement of celebrating their fatherโs birthday, were finally settled in bed, their tiny snores filling the quiet air.ย
Fernando stood in the doorway of their bedroom, watching you as you slipped into your pyjamas, your back turned toward him. The dim light in the room cast a soft shadow over your silhouette, and for a moment, he simply watched you, feeling a deep sense of contentment.
โLong day, huh?โ You said softly, turning around to find him leaning against the doorframe, his eyes warm and affectionate as they met yours.
โThe best kind of long day,โ He replied with a gentle smile.
You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head against his chest. He leaned down, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, his arms enveloping you in a comforting embrace. You stayed like that for a few moments, simply breathing each other in, your hearts beating in time.
โI think the kids outdid themselves this year.โ You said, your voice muffled slightly as you kept your face against his chest.
โThey did.โ Fernando agreed, his hand gently rubbing your back. โThe cake was a masterpiece. A bit uneven, butโโ
โA masterpiece nonetheless.โ You finished with a laugh, pulling back just enough to look up at him.
He gazed down at you, his eyes soft but filled with that same spark that had always been there, even from the beginning.ย
โI have everything I could ever want.โ He murmured, his thumb brushing your cheek.
You smiled, your heart swelling with love for him. โYouโre just saying that because itโs your birthday.โ
โNo.โ He said, shaking his head slightly. โI mean it. You, the kidsโฆ this life weโve built together. Itโs more than I ever imagined.โ
You shared a quiet moment, the kind of moment where words werenโt needed. The weight of everything you had been through, all the years togetherโthe highs, the lows, the laughter, the loveโwas all right there between you, unspoken but deeply felt.
You pulled him closer, your lips meeting in a slow, tender kiss that spoke of years of love and trust. Even after all this time, even after countless kisses, there was something about the way he kissed you that made you feel like you were the only person in the world. And thatโs exactly how Fernando saw you, his everything.
When you finally pulled away, he took your hand, leading you over to the bed. You climbed in together, settling into your usual comfortable positions, your head resting on his shoulder, his arm draped around you, keeping you close. The room was quiet, save for the distant hum of the night outside.
โYou remember our first birthday together?โ He asked, his voice low, laced with nostalgia.
You chuckled, thinking back to that early stage of your relationship, when everything had still been so new and exciting. โI do. You insisted we celebrate in the paddock.โ
โAnd I remember how nervous I was to bring you into that world,โ Fernando admitted. โI knew what it would mean, being seen with you. The attention, the headlines.โ
โAnd yet, you didnโt care.โ You teased, looking up at him.
โI didnโt.โ He agreed, smiling softly. โBecause none of it mattered. The only thing I cared about was you. And thatโs still true, even now.โ
Your smile softened as you traced small circles on his chest. โAnd I wouldnโt change a thing. Not the paddock appearances, not the attention, not even the chaos.โ
โMe neither.โ he whispered, his voice filled with quiet emotion.
You lay in silence for a while, simply enjoying the comfort of being together, your bodies perfectly in sync after so many years of sharing a life. You thought back on all the memories you had created, the milestones you had reached, not just as individuals, but as partners, as a family. You had come so far from those early days of sneaking around, of dodging paparazzi.
Now, you were more than just a couple, you were a team. And that team had grown to include two beautiful children, who had filled your lives with even more love and joy than you had ever imagined.
โThank you.โ You whispered, your voice barely audible in the quiet of the room.
โFor what?โ Fernando asked, turning his head slightly to look down at you.
โFor everything.โ You said, your eyes meeting his. โFor this life, for our family, for always being there.โ
He smiled, his heart swelling with love for the woman beside him. โYou donโt have to thank me for that. Iโm just as grateful for you.โ
You closed your eyes, snuggling closer to him as the weight of the day finally began to catch up with you. โStillโฆ Iโm lucky to have you.โ
โAnd Iโm the luckiest man in the world.โ He whispered back, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.
You drifted off to sleep like that, tangled up in each other, your hearts full, your lives complete. Even after all the years, all the adventures, and all the challenges, your love remained the constant, the foundation of everything you had built together.
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Not A Usual Night 18+
Fernando Alonso x Reader
Summary: You don't normally go out to clubs. You also don't accept drinks or dances from strangers and you certainly don't go home with them.
Warnings: Minor DNI, P in V, oral (female receiving), dirty talk, awful smut writing (trying to brush up on my skills)
A/N: Really not sure how I feel about this one, practicing my writing though so I hope you enjoy this one!
You could feel the heat radiating off his body as you moved against one another, your body's in sync as you moved to the booming music. Hands roamed your body in a way that shouldn't be done in public, alcohol coming off the the man's breath. You could barely remember how you got into this situation, dancing drunkly with a man you'd never met before tonight. This wasn't something you did usually did, going out at all wasn't something you usually did but after a long day at work you found yourself itching for a drink and finding yourself accepting many from a handsome stranger in a club you'd never been to.
"Should we get out of here, cariรฑo?" His accent made you hesitate, blushing as his hands ran down your sides and his lips brushed against your ears.
You were nodding before you could stop to think and suddenly his hand grabbed yours leading you through the sea of dancing strangers and out to an awaiting taxi.
The trip to his house was fast, only thinking about his hand that was moving dangerously atop your thigh.
Stumbling through the door of his house, hands rushing to rip clothes of bodies, the sound of heavy breathing and lips hitting each other being the only sounds heard. Suddenly lifted from the ground, his hands under your thighs supporting you as you were walked backwards only being let down once you reached the bed. As you fell back to lay on the bed you found his figure standing before you, having your first chance to see him fully. Fernando, you remembered, and god was he attractive, the way his body was sculptured, how his hair was slightly messy from the past moments, how he stood watching you with a smirk on your face as he realised you were checking him out. Fuck, he was hot.
"Like what you see, hermosa?" Fernando chuckled as he opened his arms as if showing off more of his already naked body. You simply nodded your words seeming to fail you once more. Fernando took this approval and climbed onto the bed with you, letting his arms hold himself just above you as he moved to kiss your neck. You let out a breathy moan at his actions and felt him begin to suck at your neck more, surely leaving a mark you would see for days.
The feeling of the kisses and hands trailing down your body left scorching marks across yourself. Fingers danced along your thighs and you glanced down to see Fernando's head between your legs, looking up at you in a way that was asking for permission.
"Please" You let out softly, wanting to feel more of him, getting worked up before the night had truly begun. You felt his tongue plunge into you, sucking and licking like he was a starved man. You tried and failed to hold back a loud moan as you bucked your hips towards the man. You could feel his smirk at your actions, obviously cocky that so quickly he could make you feel this way, get you so needy whether you had admitted it yet or not.
"Fernando~" The name left your mouth in a whine as he hummed against you, the vibration giving you all the more pleasure. When you didn't say any more Fernando removed himself from below you and moved to be directly above you. He pulled you into a heated kiss and his hands reached for your breasts, roughly squeezing them making you let out more sounds that were music to his ears.
"Use your words amor. Tell me what you want" His voice was husky, feeding into your arousal more.
"I want you" You whispered, almost shy to admit, this really wasn't something you usually did.
"Want me how?" He pushed further.
"I want you fucking me" Fernando smirked down at you with a glint in his eyes as he kissed you once more.
"Of course hermosa" And with that he was inside of you, the sound that left your mouth was the loudest you'd let slip. Your head fell back as he stretched you out further than you thought possible. Your hands reaching to grip his shoulders as his moved to hold your waist keeping you still.
He was big. The pleasure you were getting as he moved in and out of you at a bruising pace had your back arching off the bed and closer to Fernando's body. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to a release. A mouth attached itself to your breast, sucking and nipping away at them. Your nails scrapped down his back causing a groan to slip past his lips this time.
"You're so tight amor, making me feel so good" Heavy breaths followed as the pace quickened, hitting that perfect spot inside of you making you begin to tense, tightening around Fernando inside of you. He seemed to read your actions perfectly as he spoke.
"Let go for me, cariรฑo" You did just as he said, the way you tightened around him once more had his body reacting and cumming with you. One last kiss to your lips and he slid out of you, kissing your cheek and saying he'd be back with a clothe to clean you up.
An unusual night for you indeed.
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Pure Chaos Pt. 3 | F1 smau
f1 grid x driver!reader
summary: she can not stop posting lando memes, and the internet loves it
fc: lia block
a/n: hii guys!! iโm on holiday right now and internet is spotty so the next part might not come until a couple of weeks. thank you sm for all your feedback and support so far! it really means a lot๐ซถ๐
part 1 part 2 part 4 part 5
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Kinktober masterlist
welcome to my very first kinktober! buckle up and enjoy the ride!
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1st โ phone sex, Lando Norris
2nd โ choking, Lewis Hamilton
3rd โ quickie, Toto Wolff
4th โ cockwarming, Max Verstappen
5th โ virginity loss, Charles Leclerc
6th โ love bite/ marking/ vampire!AU, Oscar Piastri
7th โ face fucking, Carlos Sainz
8th โ almost getting caught/ public sex, Sebastian Vettel
9th โ size difference, George Russell
10th โ breeding kink, Mark Webber
11th โ mutual masturbation, Jenson Button
12th โ face sitting, Lewis Hamilton
13th โ mommy kink, Max Verstappen
14th โ wax play, Toto Wolff
15th โ keeping quiet, Peter Bonnington
16th โ toys, Lando Norris
17th โ lingerie, Fernando Alonso
18th โ role play, Sebastian Vettel
19th โ 69ing, Oscar Piastri
20th โ cock worship, Jenson Button
21st โ stripper, Toto Wolff
22nd โ hate fucking, Max Verstappen
23rd โ double penetration, Lewis - Charles
24th โ thigh riding, Kimi Rรคikkรถnen
25th โ humiliation, Mark Webber
26th โ food play, Carlos Sainz
27th โ your choice,ย
28th โ heels, Lando Norris
29th โ praise kink, Charles Leclerc
30th โ blindfold, Nico Rosberg
31st โ nipple play/ lactation kink, Max Verstappen
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kink-o-ween '24 - master-list
welcome to kink-o-ween 2024! this is the master-list for every fic that is being posted for this little event. it is on par with kinktober, but with my own bunny spin on it! this will be updated daily until the end of the month and will contain every kink-o-ween fic that it being posted!
please read the tags on the post before reading!
edit: these fics will be updated in full from nov. 3rd until nov. 7th (as to not clog the tags)
alexander albon - virginity
max verstappen & charles leclerc - threesome
lance stroll - toys
daniel riccicardo - cockwarming
logan sargeant - shower sex
charles leclerc - pet play
lando norris - lingerie
sergio perez - hate sex
fernando alonso - semi-public sex
oscar piastri - breeding kink
toto wolff - daddy kink
max verstappen - rivals
lewis hamilton - free use
lando norris - collars/leashes
logan sargeant - praise kink
max verstappen - dom/sub dynamics
alexander albon - wet dreams
carlos sainz jr. - roleplay
lando norris - size kink
lance stroll - brat
toto wolff - degradation kink
george russell - mirror sex
max verstappen - filming/recording
carlos sainz jr - slutty behavior
lando norris - mafia au
oscar piastri - temperature play
toto wolff - power dynamics
fernando alonso - alternate universe (ceo au)
daniel ricciardo - uniform kink
lewis hamilton - non penetrative sex
toto wolff - monsters au
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Accidentally confessing your feelings - F1 Text AU
โ warnings: gets a little nsfw for a few but honestly nothing toooooo badโฆ I think ๐คฉ
(Incl, LN4, FA14, CL16, LS18, MV33, FC43, LH44, CS55, and OP81)
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OSCAR falling for FERNANDO'S only daughter.
I need to know that.
feliz cumple! | oscar piastri
faceclaim: random pinterest girls. pairing: oscar piastri x alonso!reader note: hope you like it!! iโm not very good at making smaus but hopefully it wasnโt too awful ๐ญ also pls ignore the dates on the tweets!! i was too lazy to change them
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user1 feliz compleaรฑos nando!!
user2 is that oscar โฆ?
user3 happy birthday to the best rookie ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ
oscarpiastri ๐ฅณ๐ โฅ๏ธ by author
user4 oscar?? what are you doing here
user5 what is happening ๐ญ
oscarpiastri
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oscarpiastri summer in spain
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user1 HARD LAUNCHING???
user2 oscar what ๐ญ
user3 my wife and my husband are dating! iโm so normal about this!
user4 how long have they been hiding this??
fernandoalo_official โ๏ธ๐ช๐ธ โฅ๏ธ by author
user4 FERNANDO?? YOURE ACCEPTING THIS??
user1 crazy that the same guy who used to chase boys through the paddock with a broom bc they eyed his daughter is now commenting on said daughterโs BOYFRIENDโs insta post ๐ญ๐ญ what has happened to the world?!?
user5 well now he can claim the spanish gp as his home race as well ๐ช๐ธ
user6 y/n is so gorgeous ๐ป oscar tell me your secret how did you bag that
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fanuser nicole piastri talked about oscar and y/n in an interview today!!
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user1 my new favourite couple ๐ฅฐ
user2 gonna need at least 5 business days to recover from this
user3 theyโve been together since MELBOURNE???
user4 how have they kept it a secret for so long ๐ญ
user5 if nicole approves then i approve
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F1 GRID: YOUโRE DATING THEIR TEAMMATE BUT HOOKING UP WITH THEM AT THE SIDE.
FEATURING: max verstappen, fernando alonso, george russell, lewis hamilton, carlos sainz, charles leclerc, lando norris, oscar piastri, lance stroll.
CONTAINS: afab!reader, 18+, smau, very toxic relationships and behavior, cheating, dirty talk, lowkey sexting.
AUTHORS NOTE: hello <3 i donโt condone cheating!!! this was a request!!! please let me know what you think, feedback and reblogs are appreciated!
14fa ยฉ do not copy / plagiarize / repost or translate my work on any other platforms.
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โ THUNDERSTRUCK โ โจ charles leclerc x dcc!reader โฉ
where ferarriโs golden boy is in love with americaโs sweetheart and doesnโt care what anyone has to say about it.
faceclaim: reece weaver.
โฆ based loosely off of this request and my current obsession after binging the dcc documentary
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yourusername AHH!! so so so happy to announce that iโll be returning for another year as a dallas cowboys cheerleader ๐ itโs my favourite job in the world and i couldnโt dream of doing anything else. see you on the field!!!
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user my fav girl after watching the doc on netflix!!!
dccheerleaders canโt wait for game day! ๐๐๐ฃ
โคท yourusername go cowboys!!!!
user is there going to be a season 2?
user what is mister charles leclerc doing in the likes
โคท user americaโs sweethearts/drive to survive crossover?
charles_leclerc ๐๐๐
โคท user HELLO????
TWITTER.
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yourusername tune in today to watch us represent texas at the annual USA formula 1 grand prix! ๐๏ธ whatโs harder: driving cars at 120mph or the thunderstruck choreo?
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scuderiaferrari you guys definitely win the difficulty contest
โคท user dcc could race f1 but the drivers could never do the jump splits
user is she there w charles????
user you guys are obsessed, theyโre probably not even dating
โคท user i hope not, he suited girls like alex and charlotte so much more
landonorris me watching the pre-race performance ๐คฏ๐คฏ๐คฏ
user okay iโm not a fan of her but that dancing???? holy shit sheโs talented
โคท user right??? those high kicks were fire
charles_leclerc i have, indeed, been thunderstruck
โคท yourusername all the way to P1, i hope
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charles_leclerc bring your (beautiful, talented, badass, kind, yeehaw) girlfriend to work day and sheโll become your good luck charm
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user NOOO ๐ one win, one loss
carlossainz55 congrats bro!!! but you shouldโve done the hairography on podium
โคท user carlos knows what hairography is ๐ญ
user he really shut you all down lmao
yourusername MY CHAMP! love you ๐ฉท๐ฉท๐ฉท
โคท user awwww they are cute you gotta admit
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yourusername swapped blue for red for a day โค๏ธ
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user theyโre growing on me
redbullracing come visit us next time and you can wear blue ๐
โคท scuderiaferrari sheโs ours!!!!
โคท dccheerleaders maybe we should change our uniforms to red?
user sheโs so cute
โคท user right ๐ฅน you could hear her cheering for charles at the podium
โคท user you could hear her accent too ๐
charles_leclerc my southern belle โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
โคท yourusername yeehaw ๐ค
๐๏ธ this wasnโt exactly what the original anon asked for but i wanted to write a dcc reader for weeeeeks and the ask finally gave me the change so i tweaked some things ๐๐๐
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Paddock Princess
Formula 1 (literally half the grid) x Vettel!Reader
Summary: when the drivers find out that youโre planning to have a baby all by yourself, they offer to help out by playing sperm roulette โฆ the results are surprisingly wholesome
The buzz of excitement fills the air as the paddock comes to life on a sunny morning. Drivers, team personnel, and media representatives mill about, but thereโs a palpable sense of anticipation among a particular group of racers gathered near the Ferrari motorhome.
Max leans against the sleek red structure, his eyes darting around nervously. โHas anyone seen her yet?โ He asks, his voice tinged with a mix of excitement and anxiety.
Charles shakes his head, running a hand through his tousled hair. โNot yet. But she should be here soon, right?โ
โI still canโt believe weโre doing this,โ Lando chimes in, bouncing on his toes. โItโs like something out of a movie.โ
Carlos nods in agreement, a grin spreading across his face. โA very strange movie, but Iโm here for it.โ
George glances at his watch, his brow furrowed. โSheโs usually here by now. You donโt think sheโs having second thoughts, do you?โ
โNo way,โ Oscar says confidently. โYou know her. Once she sets her mind to something, thatโs it.โ
Lewis, standing slightly apart from the younger drivers, offers a reassuring smile. โOscarโs right. Sheโs one of the most determined people I know. If this is what she wants, sheโll see it through.โ
Logan, the newest addition to the group, shifts nervously. โI still canโt believe you guys talked me into this. My mom would freak if she knew.โ
Alex pats him on the shoulder. โRelax, mate. Itโs all anonymous, remember? Besides, think of how happy sheโll be.โ
Fernando, leaning against a nearby barrier, nods sagely. โExactly. Weโre doing this for her, because she deserves it.โ
Lance, whoโs been quiet until now, suddenly straightens up. โHeads up, guys. I think I see her coming.โ
The group falls silent as you approach, your press pass swinging from your neck and a warm smile on your face. โMorning, boys,โ you greet them cheerfully. โWhy do you all look like youโre up to something?โ
Max clears his throat, trying to sound casual. โUs? Never. Just, uh, enjoying the nice weather.โ
You raise an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. โUh-huh. And I suppose youโre all gathered here by pure coincidence?โ
Charles steps forward, his charm on full display. โCanโt we just be happy to see our favorite reporter?โ
You laugh, the sound lightening the mood. โAlright, alright. Iโll play along. But seriously, whatโs going on? Youโre all acting weird.โ
The drivers exchange glances, silently debating who should speak first. Finally, Lewis takes the lead.
โWe heard about your decision,โ he says gently. โAbout wanting to have a baby.โ
Your eyes widen in surprise. โOh. I didnโt realize ... I mean, I only told a couple of people.โ
Lando grins sheepishly. โWord travels fast in the paddock. Especially when itโs about you.โ
You look around at the group, a mix of emotions playing across your face. โOkay, so you know. But that doesnโt explain why youโre all acting like youโre planning a heist.โ
Carlos steps forward, his expression earnest. โWe want to help.โ
You blink, confusion evident in your eyes. โHelp? How?โ
George takes a deep breath before plunging in. โWeโve all agreed to donate sperm. To give you options, you know?โ
Your jaw drops, and for a moment, youโre speechless. โYou ... what?โ
Oscar jumps in, his words tumbling out in a rush. โWe know you said you were thinking about using a sperm bank, but we thought, well, why not use someone you actually know?โ
โAnd trust,โ Alex adds quickly.
You look around at the group, your expression a mix of shock, confusion, and something that might be amusement. โLet me get this straight. All of you,โ you gesture at the assembled drivers, โwant to donate sperm so I can have a baby?โ
They nod in unison, and you canโt help but laugh. โThis is ... I donโt even know what to say. Itโs incredibly sweet, but also completely insane.โ
Fernando steps forward, his expression serious. โWe know itโs unconventional. But youโre important to all of us. We want to support you in any way we can.โ
You shake your head, still trying to process the situation. โI appreciate that, truly. But guys, this is a huge decision. Itโs not just about me having a baby. One of you would be a father.โ
Max nods, his face set in determination. โWeโve thought about that. A lot, actually.โ
โAnd weโre okay with it,โ Lando adds. โWhatever level of involvement you want, weโll respect that.โ
You look at them, your eyes narrowing slightly. โWait a minute. How exactly would this work? I canโt exactly pick one of you. That would be ...โ
โAwkward,โ Lance finishes for you. โWe know. Thatโs why we came up with a plan.โ
Logan, whoโs been quiet until now, speaks up. โWeโd all donate, and then the clinic would mix the samples together.โ
Your eyebrows shoot up. โSo it would be like ... artificial insemination roulette?โ
Carlos grins. โExactly! That way, no one knows who the father is. It could be any of us.โ
You shake your head, a disbelieving laugh escaping you. โThis is absolutely crazy. You know that, right?โ
Lewis steps closer, his expression gentle. โMaybe. But we all care about you. We want you to be happy, and we know how much you want this.โ
You look around at the group, taking in their earnest expressions. โI donโt know what to say. This is ... a lot to process.โ
George nods understandingly. โOf course it is. We donโt expect you to decide right now. Just ... think about it, okay?โ
You nod slowly, still looking a bit dazed. โOkay. Iโll think about it. But guys, this is a huge thing youโre offering. Are you sure youโve really thought it through?โ
Alex speaks up, his voice calm and reassuring. โWe have. Weโve talked about it a lot, actually. We know itโs not a decision to make lightly.โ
โBut weโre all in agreement,โ Oscar adds. โIf this is what you want, we want to help make it happen.โ
You take a deep breath, looking around at the group. โI need some time to think about this. Itโs ... a lot to take in.โ
Max nods, reaching out to squeeze your shoulder gently. โTake all the time you need. Weโre not going anywhere.โ
As you turn to walk away, still looking a bit shell-shocked, the drivers watch you go with a mix of hope and anxiety.
โDo you think sheโll go for it?โ Lando asks, nervously fidgeting with his sleeve.
Charles shrugs, his eyes still following your retreating figure. โI donโt know. Itโs a big decision.โ
โWeโve done our part,โ Fernando says sagely. โNow itโs up to her.โ
The group falls into a contemplative silence, each lost in their own thoughts about the potential consequences of their offer.
Several days pass, and the paddock is abuzz with speculation. The drivers have managed to keep their offer under wraps, but your contemplative mood hasnโt gone unnoticed.
You find yourself cornered by the group once again, this time in a quiet corner of the paddock after qualifying.
โSo,โ Max says, trying to sound casual and failing miserably. โHave you, uh, given any thought to our offer?โ
You look around at the expectant faces surrounding you and take a deep breath. โI have, actually. Iโve thought about little else, to be honest.โ
The tension in the air is palpable as they wait for your decision.
โIโm still not sure this is the right thing to do,โ you begin, and you can see their faces fall. โBut ... I canโt deny that the idea has a certain appeal.โ
Hope blossoms in their expressions, and you canโt help but smile at their eagerness.
โBefore I say yes,โ you continue, holding up a hand to stave off their excitement, โI need to know that youโve all really thought this through. This isnโt just about me having a baby. One of you will be a father, even if we donโt know which one.โ
Lewis nods solemnly. โWe understand. Weโve talked about it a lot, believe me.โ
โAnd youโre all okay with the possibility of having a child out there that you might never know is yours?โ You press.
They exchange glances before nodding in unison.
โWe know itโs not a conventional situation,โ Charles says. โBut weโre all willing to accept whatever comes of this.โ
You look at each of them in turn, searching their faces for any sign of doubt. Finding none, you take a deep breath.
โOkay,โ you say finally. โIf youโre all sure about this ... then yes. Iโd be honored to accept your offer.โ
The reaction is immediate and overwhelming. Cheers erupt from the group, and before you know it, youโre engulfed in a group hug.
โThis is going to be amazing,โ Lando exclaims, his face lit up with excitement.
โYouโre going to be an incredible mother,โ Alex adds, his smile warm and sincere.
As the excitement dies down, practical considerations start to surface.
โSo, how do we do this?โ Oscar asks. โDo we all just show up at the clinic or ...โ
You canโt help but laugh at the mental image. โI think it might be best if we handle this discreetly. Iโll talk to the clinic and set everything up. They can give you instructions on how to make your ... contributions.โ
George nods, looking relieved. โThat sounds like a good plan. We donโt want this getting out to the media.โ
โAgreed,โ you say firmly. โThis stays between us. No one else needs to know the details.โ
The group nods in agreement, and you feel a wave of affection for these men who are willing to go to such lengths for you.
โI canโt believe this is really happening,โ you say, shaking your head in wonder.
Fernando smiles, his eyes twinkling. โBelieve it. In a few months, you could be on your way to motherhood.โ
The reality of the situation starts to sink in, and you feel a mix of excitement and nerves. โThis is going to change everything, isnโt it?โ
โChange can be good,โ Carlos says, giving you a reassuring smile. โAnd you wonโt be alone. Weโll all be here to support you.โ
You look around at the group, feeling overwhelmed by their support and affection. โThank you. All of you. I donโt know how Iโll ever repay you for this.โ
Max grins, lightening the mood. โWell, naming the kid after me would be a good start.โ
The group erupts in laughter, and you roll your eyes good-naturedly. โNice try, Verstappen. But I think weโll be steering clear of any names that might give away paternity.โ
As the laughter dies down, a comfortable silence falls over the group. The magnitude of what youโve all agreed to hangs in the air, but itโs accompanied by a sense of excitement and possibility.
โSo,โ Lance says, breaking the silence. โI guess the next step is to set up appointments at the clinic?โ
You nod, feeling a flutter of nervous excitement in your stomach. โYeah, Iโll get that sorted out and let you all know the details.โ
โAnd then ...โ Logan trails off, looking a bit overwhelmed.
โAnd then we wait,โ Lewis finishes for him. โAnd hope for the best.โ
You look around at the group of men surrounding you, each one ready to potentially become a father for your sake. Itโs an unconventional situation, to say the least, but as you take in their supportive smiles and excited eyes, you canโt help but feel that youโre embarking on something truly special.
โWell, boys,โ you say, a smile spreading across your face. โI guess weโre really doing this. Let Operation Make A Baby commence.โ
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The hospital waiting room crackles with nervous energy as eleven Formula 1 drivers pace, fidget, and attempt to distract themselves. The air is thick with anticipation, and every time the door opens, heads snap up in unison, hoping for news.
Max runs a hand through his hair for the hundredth time. โHow long has it been now?โ He asks, his voice tight with tension.
George checks his watch. โAbout six hours since we got here. But labor can take a while, especially for first-time mothers.โ
โI still canโt believe this is really happening,โ Lando says, his leg bouncing incessantly. โOne of us is about to become a father.โ
Charles nods, his eyes fixed on the door. โItโs surreal. I keep thinking Iโm going to wake up and find out this was all a dream.โ
โNot a dream, mate,โ Alex says, patting Charles on the shoulder. โVery much real.โ
The door swings open, and a nurse steps out. The drivers collectively hold their breath, but she merely smiles apologetically and heads down the hallway.
Carlos groans. โThis waiting is killing me. How are we supposed to just sit here?โ
โWe could place bets on who the father is,โ Logan suggests with a nervous laugh.
Lewis shakes his head, a small smile on his face. โI donโt think thatโs a good idea. We agreed we wouldnโt try to figure it out, remember?โ
โLewis is right,โ Fernando says sagely. โWhat matters is that the baby and the mother are healthy.โ
Oscar nods in agreement. โExactly. Weโre all in this together, regardless of biology.โ
Lance, whoโs been quietly observing until now, speaks up. โDo you think sheโs scared? I mean, weโre all nervous wrecks out here, and weโre not the ones giving birth.โ
The group falls silent, contemplating Lanceโs words. Itโs a sobering thought, reminding them of the magnitude of whatโs happening just beyond those doors.
โSheโs strong,โ Max says finally, his voice filled with admiration. โStronger than all of us put together. Sheโll be fine.โ
As if on cue, the door swings open again, and this time, a doctor steps out. The drivers scramble to their feet, forming a semicircle around her.
โGentlemen,โ the doctor says, a smile playing at her lips. โIโm happy to inform you that both mother and baby are doing well. Itโs a healthy baby girl.โ
A collective cheer erupts from the group, followed by a flurry of hugs and backslaps. The tension thatโs been building for hours finally breaks, replaced by jubilant relief.
โWhen can we see them?โ Charles asks eagerly.
The doctor holds up a hand. โThe mother is resting now, but sheโs asked to see you all in about an hour. She wants you to meet the baby together.โ
As the doctor leaves, the drivers look at each other, a mix of excitement and nerves on their faces.
โA girl,โ Lando says, a goofy grin spreading across his face. โWe have a daughter.โ
โShe has a daughter,โ Lewis gently corrects. โWeโre ... well, Iโm not sure what we are exactly.โ
โWeโre family,โ Fernando says firmly. โAll of us and the little one.โ
The next hour passes in a blur of excited chatter and speculation. Finally, a nurse appears to escort them to the private room where you and the baby are waiting.
As they file into the room, the sight that greets them renders them momentarily speechless. Youโre propped up in the bed, looking tired but radiant, cradling a tiny bundle wrapped in a soft pink blanket.
You look up as they enter, a soft smile on your face. โHey, guys. Come meet your daughter.โ
The drivers approach cautiously, as if afraid they might break the spell. You adjust the blanket, revealing a tiny face with rosebud lips and a button nose.
โSheโs beautiful,โ Max breathes, his eyes wide with wonder.
โSheโs perfect,โ Charles adds, his voice choked with emotion.
You beam at them, your eyes shining. โWant to hold her?โ
After a moment of hesitation, Lewis steps forward. With practiced ease, he gently takes the baby from you, cradling her carefully in his arms.
โHello, little one,โ he coos softly. โWelcome to the world.โ
The other drivers crowd around, each wanting a closer look. As Lewis passes the baby to Carlos, the scrutiny intensifies.
โIs it just me, or does she have Maxโs nose?โ Lando asks, peering closely at the tiny face.
Max leans in, his brow furrowed. โI donโt see it. But those ears ... they look like yours, Lando.โ
You canโt help but laugh. โBoys, sheโs about one hour old. I think itโs a bit early to be playing guess the father, donโt you?โ
The drivers have the grace to look sheepish, but their curiosity is far from satisfied.
As the baby is passed from driver to driver, the observations continue.
โShe has a strong grip,โ Alex notes as tiny fingers wrap around his thumb. โDefinitely going to be a racer.โ
โLook at those long eyelashes,โ Oscar marvels. โThose have to be from Charles.โ
Charles preens a bit at this, while the others roll their eyes good-naturedly.
When itโs Fernandoโs turn to hold the baby, he studies her with a thoughtful expression. โYou know,โ he says slowly, โI think she has your smile.โ
You raise an eyebrow. โShe hasnโt even smiled yet.โ
He shakes his head, a mysterious smile on his face. โTrust me. I can tell.โ
As the baby makes her way back to you, the drivers settle into chairs around the room, their eyes never leaving the tiny bundle.
โSo,โ George says, breaking the comfortable silence. โHave you thought about names?โ
You nod, looking down at your daughter. โI have, actually. I was thinking ... Nessa. It means miracle. I thought it was fitting, given how she came into our lives.โ
โNessa,โ Logan repeats, testing the name. โI like it. Itโs beautiful.โ
The others murmur their agreement, and you feel a wave of relief. Naming a baby is hard enough without having to consider the opinions of eleven potential fathers.
โNessa it is, then,โ you say, smiling down at the sleeping infant.
Lance, whoโs been quiet until now, speaks up. โCan I ask ... how are you feeling? About all of this, I mean.โ
You take a moment to consider the question. โHonestly? Iโm overwhelmed. Excited, terrified, grateful ... all at once. But mostly, Iโm just in awe. Of her, of this whole situation, of all of you.โ
The drivers exchange glances, a mix of emotions playing across their faces.
โWeโre the ones who should be in awe of you,โ Carlos says softly. โYouโve given us an incredible gift.โ
โHeโs right,โ Max adds. โNo matter which one of us is her biological father, weโre all going to love her. And you.โ
You feel tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. โThank you. All of you. I couldnโt have done this without you.โ
As if sensing the emotional moment, Nessa chooses that moment to wake up, her tiny face scrunching up as she lets out a wail.
โOh boy,โ Lando says, his eyes wide. โThatโs quite a set of lungs sheโs got there.โ
You laugh, adjusting Nessa in your arms. โWell, she is a paddock baby. Got to make herself heard over those engines somehow.โ
As you soothe the baby, the drivers watch in fascination. Itโs clear that despite their earlier bravado, the reality of a newborn is a bit daunting.
โSo, uh, what happens now?โ Oscar asks, voicing the question on everyoneโs mind.
You look up from Nessa, whoโs settled back into sleep. โWell, weโll be here for a couple more days. After that ... I guess we figure it out as we go along.โ
Lewis nods thoughtfully. โWeโll need to work out a schedule. Make sure you have support, especially during race weekends.โ
โAnd weโll need to baby-proof our garages,โ Alex adds. โCanโt have her crawling into a stack of tires.โ
The conversation turns to practical matters โ childcare arrangements, safety considerations, and how to balance their racing careers with their new roles as ... well, whatever they are to Nessa.
As they talk, you canโt help but marvel at the scene. Eleven of the worldโs most elite drivers, discussing diaper brands and the merits of various baby carriers with the same intensity they usually reserve for tire strategies and aerodynamics.
โYou know,โ you say, interrupting a heated debate about the best brand of baby formula, โI think Nessa might be the luckiest baby in the world.โ
The drivers pause, looking at you quizzically.
You smile, looking around at each of them. โSheโs got eleven of the most dedicated, passionate, and competitive men in the world looking out for her. Plus, sheโs guaranteed to have the coolest bring your parent to school day ever.โ
The room erupts in laughter, the tension of the day finally breaking.
โJust wait until sheโs old enough to drive,โ Max says with a grin. โWeโll have her in a kart before she can walk.โ
โOh no,โ you groan, though youโre smiling. โIโve created a monster, havenโt I?โ
โEleven monsters,โ Charles corrects with a wink. โDonโt forget, weโre all in this together.โ
As the laughter dies down, a comfortable silence falls over the room. Nessa sleeps peacefully in your arms, blissfully unaware of the extraordinary circumstances of her birth and the unique family sheโs been born into.
Fernando breaks the silence. โYou know,โ he says thoughtfully, โin many ways, this little one embodies the spirit of Formula 1.โ
The others look at him curiously, waiting for him to elaborate.
โThink about it,โ he continues. โSheโs the product of competition, of pushing boundaries, of taking risks. But sheโs also about teamwork, about coming together for a common goal. Just like us on the track.โ
The drivers nod, considering Fernandoโs words.
โPlus,โ Logan adds with a grin, โsheโs already got a better sleep schedule than most of us during a race weekend.โ
Another round of laughter fills the room, and you feel a surge of affection for these men who have become so much more than colleagues or even friends.
As visiting hours come to an end and the nurses start to shoo the drivers out, thereโs a reluctance to leave. Each of them takes a moment to say goodbye to Nessa, promising to return soon.
Before they go, Lewis gathers everyone into a tight circle around your bed.
โI think we need to make a pact,โ he says solemnly. โNo matter what happens, no matter how our careers go or how life changes, we stick together for Nessa. Sheโs part of all of us now.โ
The drivers nod in agreement, their faces serious.
โFor Nessa,โ Max says, placing his hand in the center of the circle.
One by one, the others follow suit, until all eleven hands are stacked together.
โFor Nessa,โ they chorus, and in that moment, you know that whatever challenges lie ahead, you and your daughter will never face them alone.
As the drivers file out, casting longing glances back at the sleeping baby, you settle back against your pillows, exhausted but content.
Looking down at Nessaโs peaceful face, you whisper, โWelcome to the world, little one. Youโve got quite the adventure ahead of you.โ
And as you drift off to sleep, you canโt help but smile at the thought of the unconventional but loving family waiting just outside those hospital doors, ready to take on the world for the tiny girl in your arms.
***
The paddock rushes with activity as teams prepare for the upcoming race weekend. But between the usual hustle and bustle, an unusual sight catches everyoneโs attention: you, pushing a stroller with a now six-month-old Nessa, surrounded by a protective circle of drivers.
Max hovers close, his eyes darting around warily. โAre you sure this was a good idea? Bringing her to the track?โ
You laugh, adjusting Nessaโs sun hat. โMax, sheโs been coming to races since she was born. This is nothing new.โ
โYeah, but now sheโs old enough to attract attention,โ Charles points out, cooing at Nessa as she gurgles happily.
Lando nods in agreement. โPeople are starting to ask questions. Did you see that article in Autosport last week?โ
You sigh, remembering the speculative piece about Nessaโs parentage. โI saw it. But we knew this day would come eventually.โ
As the group makes their way through the paddock, heads turn and whispers follow. The sight of eleven of the worldโs top drivers fawning over one baby is certainly not an everyday occurrence.
Carlos leans in, speaking softly. โMaybe we should have come up with a cover story. You know, pick one of us to pretend to be the father.โ
George shakes his head. โNo, we agreed from the start โ no lies. Weโre all in this together, remember?โ
โEasier said than done,โ Logan mutters, noticing a group of journalists eyeing them curiously.
As they approach the Mercedes garage, Lewis spots a familiar face and freezes. โUh, guys? We might have a problem.โ
The others follow his gaze to see your older brother, striding purposefully towards the group. His expression is a mix of confusion and growing anger.
โSeb!โ You exclaim, trying to sound casual. โWhat are you doing here? I thought you were in Switzerland.โ
Sebastian ignores your greeting, his eyes narrowing as he takes in the scene before him. โWhatโs going on here?โ He demands, his gaze sweeping over the assembled drivers.
The group exchanges nervous glances, each silently hoping someone else will take the lead.
Finally, Fernando steps forward, ever the diplomat. โSebastian, my friend. Itโs good to see you. Perhaps we could discuss this somewhere more private?โ
But Sebastian is having none of it. His eyes lock onto Lewis, who instinctively takes a step back. โLewis?โ He says, his voice dangerously quiet. โCare to explain why you and half the grid are hovering around my sister and a baby?โ
Lewis swallows hard, looking to the others for support. Finding none, he takes a deep breath. โSeb, itโs not what you think. Well, it is, but also it isnโt. You see-โ
โLewis?โ Sebastian explodes, his face reddening. โI thought better of you!โ
The outburst draws even more attention, and you can see team personnel and journalists alike straining to hear whatโs happening.
Lewis, caught off guard by Sebastianโs reaction, blurts out, โIn my defense, I thought I would get to fuck her!โ
A collective gasp goes up from the group, and you bury your face in your hands, mortified.
Sebastianโs eyes widen in shock and fury. โTha- what? How would that make it better?โ
Realizing his mistake, Lewis backpedals frantically. โNo, no, that came out wrong! I didnโt mean-โ
But Sebastian is beyond listening. He lunges forward, only to be held back by Alex and Oscar.
โLet me go!โ Sebastian growls, struggling against their grip. โIโm going to kill him!โ
Nessa, startled by the commotion, begins to cry. The sound seems to snap everyone back to reality.
โEnough!โ You shout, your voice cutting through the chaos. โAll of you, into the motorhome. Now!โ
Chastened, the drivers file into the nearby Red Bull motorhome, with Alex and Oscar still keeping a firm grip on Sebastian. You follow, pushing Nessaโs stroller and trying to soothe her.
Once inside, with the door firmly closed against prying eyes and ears, you turn to face the group. Sebastian stands at one end, still glaring daggers at Lewis, whoโs wisely put Max and Charles between them.
โAlright,โ you say, your voice tight with frustration. โI guess itโs time we explained everything.โ
Over the next hour, you and the drivers take turns recounting the story โ from your decision to have a baby, to their unconventional offer, to Nessaโs birth and the months since. Sebastian listens in stunned silence, his expression cycling through disbelief, confusion, and finally, grudging understanding.
When the tale is finished, Sebastian slumps into a chair, running a hand over his face. โSo let me get this straight,โ he says slowly. โYou,โ he points at you, โdecided to have a baby on your own. And you lot,โ he gestures at the drivers, โthought the best solution was to play some kind of ... paternity lottery?โ
Lance nods hesitantly. โWhen you put it like that, it does sound a bit mad.โ
โA bit?โ Sebastian laughs incredulously. โItโs completely insane!โ
โBut it worked,โ Carlos points out, gently rocking Nessa, who has calmed down and is now contentedly chewing on his finger. โLook at her, Seb. Sheโs perfect.โ
Sebastianโs expression softens as he looks at his niece. โShe is beautiful,โ he admits. Then, turning back to the group, he adds sternly, โBut that doesnโt excuse the fact that you all took advantage of my sister!โ
โThey didnโt take advantage of me,โ you interject firmly. โThis was my choice. They were just ... supporting me.โ
โBy offering to impregnate you?โ Sebastian retorts, his protective big brother instincts in full force.
George steps forward, his expression earnest. โSebastian, I know how this looks. But we care about your sister. All of us. We just wanted to help make her dream come true.โ
โAnd create the worldโs most confusing family tree in the process,โ Logan mutters, earning a sharp elbow from Lando.
Sebastian sighs, looking around at the assembled drivers. โI still canโt believe you all agreed to this. Do you have any idea what youโre getting into? The media frenzy when this gets out?โ
Fernando shrugs philosophically. โLife is full of challenges. This is just another one.โ
โEasy for you to say,โ Max grumbles. โYouโre basically past retirement age. Some of us still have our whole careers ahead of us.โ
The room falls silent as the reality of their situation sinks in. The secret theyโve managed to keep for over a year is on the verge of exploding into the public eye.
โSo what do we do now?โ Oscar asks, voicing the question on everyoneโs mind.
You look down at Nessa, whoโs drifted off to sleep in Carlosโ arms, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing around her. โWe tell the truth,โ you say firmly. โOr at least, as much of it as weโre comfortable sharing.โ
Sebastian raises an eyebrow. โAnd what exactly does that mean?โ
Lewis, whoโs been uncharacteristically quiet since his earlier outburst, speaks up. โWe could say that we all agreed to help you have a child, but keep the details private. No need to mention the ... um, method.โ
โYou mean the part where you thought you would get to fuck her?โ Sebastian growls, causing Lewis to wince.
โI really am sorry about that,โ Lewis says sheepishly. โIt came out all wrong.โ
You shake your head, exasperated. โFocus, boys. We need a plan.โ
Over the next hour, the group hashes out a strategy. They decide to release a joint statement explaining that you had chosen to become a single mother, and that the drivers, as your close friends, had offered their support. The exact nature of that support would remain private.
As they finalize the details, Sebastian watches the interactions with growing amazement. The way the drivers instinctively work together, finishing each otherโs sentences and anticipating potential issues, speaks to a bond that goes beyond mere friendship or even shared paternity.
โYou know,โ he says finally, interrupting a debate about whether to use the phrase โunconventional familyโ in their statement, โI think I owe you all an apology.โ
The room falls silent, all eyes turning to Sebastian.
He continues, his voice softer now. โI reacted badly earlier. But seeing you all now, how youโve come together for my sister and for Nessa ... itโs actually kind of beautiful.โ
You feel tears pricking at your eyes as you move to hug your brother. โThank you, Seb. That means a lot.โ
As you pull away, Sebastian turns to address the group. โBut let me make one thing clear,โ he says, his tone becoming stern once more. โIf any of you ever hurt my sister or my niece, youโll have me to answer to. Understood?โ
The drivers nod solemnly, a mixture of respect and residual fear in their eyes.
โGood,โ Sebastian says, a small smile finally breaking through. โNow, whoโs going to let me hold my niece?โ
As Carlos carefully transfers the sleeping Nessa to Sebastianโs arms, the tension in the room finally dissipates. Watching your brother coo over your daughter, surrounded by the unconventional family youโve built, you feel a sense of peace wash over you.
โWell,โ Lando says, breaking the moment, โI guess the hardest partโs over. Now we just have to explain this to the rest of the world.โ
Alex laughs, shaking his head. โMate, I think that might actually be the easy part. Itโs raising her thatโs going to be the real challenge.โ
As the group dissolves into laughter, discussing potential future scenarios (โWhoโs going to teach her to drive?โ โAll of us, obviously!โ โGod help us all.โ), you canโt help but marvel at the strange and wonderful turn your life has taken.
Looking around at the men who have become so much more than colleagues or friends โ who have become family in the truest sense of the word โ you know that whatever challenges lie ahead, youโll face them together. And really, with a support system like this, how can you possibly fail?
As the laughter and chatter continue around you, Nessa stirs in Sebastianโs arms, her tiny hand reaching out. Without hesitation, eleven hands reach back, each driver gently touching a finger or offering a thumb for her to grasp.
In that moment, watching the most competitive men in motorsport melt over one tiny girl, you know that no matter what the future holds, Nessa will never lack for love, support, or, undoubtedly, speed.
***
The sun beats down on the jam-packed karting track, the air thick with the scent of fuel and the buzz of excitement. Amid the crowd of nervous parents and eager young racers, one group stands out: eleven men, a mix of current and former Formula 1 drivers, clustered around a small kart where an eight-year-old girl sits, her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail and her face a mask of determination.
โRemember, Nessa,โ Max says, kneeling beside the kart to look the girl in the eye, โsmooth on the throttle, late on the brakes.โ
Charles leans in from the other side. โBut not too late, mon chou. You donโt want to lock up in the corners.โ
โAnd watch your lines,โ Lewis adds, adjusting Nessaโs helmet. โThe racing line isnโt always the optimal when youโre being pressured.โ
Nessa nods solemnly, taking in every word. โI know, I know. Weโve been over this a million times.โ
Lando grins, ruffling her hair. โThatโs our girl. Youโve got this, kiddo.โ
Around them, other parents and children stare in disbelief. Whispers ripple through the crowd as people recognize the famous faces surrounding the young racer.
โIs that really Lewis Hamilton?โ One mother hisses to her husband.
โAnd Max Verstappen!โ The man replies, his eyes wide. โWhat are they doing here?โ
A nearby father shakes his head in amazement. โI heard rumors about that kid, but I didnโt believe them. How can she have so many ... well, fathers?โ
Meanwhile, you stand slightly apart from the group, watching the scene with a mix of pride and amusement. Your brother sidles up beside you.
โYou know,โ he says with a wry smile, โwhen I imagined my nieceโs first race, I didnโt quite picture this circus.โ
You laugh, nudging him with your elbow. โOh come on, you love it. Besides, youโre just as bad as the rest of them.โ
As if to prove your point, Sebastianโs eyes narrow as he spots Carlos making a last-minute adjustment to Nessaโs kart. โHey!โ He calls out, striding over. โWhat are you doing to her suspension?โ
Carlos looks up, startled. โJust a small tweak. The trackโs a bit bumpy on turn three.โ
โItโs fine as it is,โ George interjects, crouching down to inspect the kart. โAny softer and sheโll lose responsiveness in the chicane.โ
โActually,โ Fernando chimes in, โa slight adjustment might help. But not too much, Carlos.โ
As the debate over suspension settings intensifies, Alex notices Nessaโs growing nervousness. He kneels beside her, speaking softly. โHey, little racer. How are you feeling?โ
Nessa bites her lip, her eyes darting between her arguing fathers and the other young racers preparing for the race. โWhat if I let them down?โ She whispers. โTheyโre all so excited.โ
Alexโs expression softens. โOh, Nessa. You could never let us down. Weโre proud of you no matter what happens out there.โ
โHeโs right,โ Oscar adds, overhearing the conversation. โWeโre here because we love you, not because we expect you to win.โ
โAlthough winning would be nice,โ Logan quips, earning a chorus of groans and eye-rolls from the others.
โWhat Logan means,โ Lance says, shooting a glare at his fellow driver, โis that we want you to do your best and, most importantly, have fun.โ
Nessa nods, a small smile finally breaking through her nervous expression. โOkay. Iโll try.โ
As the call comes for racers to take their positions, the group reluctantly steps back, allowing Nessa to maneuver her kart to the starting line. You move forward, leaning in to give your daughter a quick kiss on the cheek.
โRemember,โ you say softly, โyouโre amazing, no matter what happens out there. And we love you more than anything.โ
Nessa beams at you, her earlier nerves seeming to melt away. โI love you too. And all my dads,โ she adds with a giggle, looking at the assembled drivers.
As you step back to join the others, the atmosphere around you changes. The playful bickering and nervous energy give way to a focused intensity that you recognize from countless race weekends. Eleven pairs of eyes are locked on the small figure in the pink and white kart, second row on the starting grid.
The lights begin their sequence, and you can almost feel the collective intake of breath from the men around you. Green! The karts surge forward, and Nessa makes a good start, holding her position into the first corner.
โThatโs it, ma princesse!โ Charles cheers, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. โHold your line!โ
โWatch your inside on turn two,โ Max mutters, as if Nessa could hear him. โThereโs space if you need it.โ
As the race progresses, the commentary from the drivers becomes a constant stream, analyzing every move, every overtake, every defensive maneuver. Other parents cast bewildered glances their way, clearly overwhelmed by the level of scrutiny being applied to what they had assumed would be a casual childrenโs race.
Midway through the race, Nessa makes a bold move, diving down the inside of the leader into a tight hairpin. The karts touch slightly, and for a heart-stopping moment, it looks like both might spin.
โSteady!โ Lewis calls out, his body tensing as if he could somehow influence the outcome through sheer will.
But Nessa manages to control the kart, emerging from the corner in the lead as the other driver runs wide.
The group erupts in cheers, their earlier promises of โitโs not about winningโ seemingly forgotten in the heat of the moment.
โDid you see that move?โ Lando exclaims, practically bouncing with excitement. โThat was pure Norris!โ
โExcuse me,โ Charles interjects, a proud grin on his face, โI think you mean pure Leclerc. That finesse under pressure? All Ferrari.โ
โOh please,โ George scoffs good-naturedly. โThat was clearly a Russell special. Calculated risk with perfect execution.โ
As the friendly argument over whose racing style Nessa has inherited continues, Sebastian leans in close to you. โYou know,โ he says, his voice a mix of amusement and resignation, โIโm starting to think we created a monster.โ
You laugh, shaking your head. โOh, we definitely did. But look how happy they all are.โ
Indeed, as you watch the men who have become your family over the past eight years, youโre struck by the pure joy radiating from them. Their focus is entirely on Nessa, their own achievements and rivalries forgotten in their shared pride for this little girl who has somehow become the center of their world.
As the final lap approaches, Nessa is still in the lead, but with another driver close on her tail. The tension among the group reaches fever pitch.
โCome on, Nessa,โ Fernando murmurs, his eyes never leaving the track. โYouโve got this. Stay focused.โ
โDefend the inside line,โ Carlos advises, as if she could hear him. โDonโt give them any space.โ
The last corner approaches, and the second-place kart makes a desperate lunge for the inside line. For a moment, it looks like Nessa might be overtaken at the last second.
โNo, no, no,โ Alex mutters, his hands clenched into fists.
But Nessa holds her nerve, taking a slightly wider line and using her momentum to slingshot out of the corner and across the finish line, just ahead of her rival.
The eruption of cheers from the group of F1 drivers drowns out even the sound of the karts. They jump, hug each other, and pump their fists in the air as if Nessa had just won the World Driversโ Championship.
As Nessa brings her kart to a stop in the pit area, sheโs immediately surrounded by her fathers, each clamoring to be the first to congratulate her.
โThat was incredible, little love!โ Lewis exclaims, helping her out of the kart.
โYou drove like a champion,โ Max adds, his face split by an enormous grin.
โIโm so proud of you, mon petit champion,โ Charles says, pulling her into a tight hug.
The other parents watch in amazement as Nessa is passed from one racing legend to another, each offering praise, analysis, and suggestions for improvement in equal measure.
โI canโt believe what Iโm seeing,โ one father mutters to his wife. โHow is this fair? That kid has a whole F1 pit crew!โ
His wife shushes him, but nods in agreement, her eyes wide as she watches the scene unfold.
Meanwhile, you make your way through the crowd of excited drivers to reach your daughter. As you approach, the men part to let you through, their chatter dying down.
You kneel in front of Nessa, taking in her flushed cheeks and bright eyes. โHow do you feel, sweetheart?โ You ask softly.
Nessaโs face breaks into a wide grin. โThat was amazing! Did you see when I overtook on the hairpin? And the last corner, I thought for sure he was going to pass me, but I remembered what Papa Fernando said about late apexes, and it worked!โ
You laugh, pulling her into a hug. โI saw it all, baby. You were incredible.โ
As you release her, Nessa looks around at the circle of beaming faces surrounding her. โDid I make you proud?โ She asks, a hint of her earlier nervousness returning.
โProud doesnโt even begin to cover it,โ Sebastian says, ruffling her hair affectionately.
โYou exceeded all our expectations,โ Fernando adds with a warm smile.
โAnd trust me,โ Lando chimes in with a wink, โour expectations were pretty high to begin with.โ
As Nessa basks in the praise and attention of her unconventional family, a race official approaches, looking slightly overwhelmed.
โExcuse me,โ he says hesitantly, โbut we need to do the podium ceremony now.โ
The drivers reluctantly step back, allowing Nessa to follow the official to the makeshift podium. As she takes her place on the top step, her face beaming with pride, you find yourself surrounded by eleven grown men, each looking as proud as if they had just won a world championship themselves.
โYou know,โ Oscar says softly, his eyes never leaving Nessa as she receives her trophy, โI think we might be in trouble.โ
โWhat do you mean?โ You ask, turning to look at him.
He grins, a mixture of pride and mock fear in his eyes. โIf sheโs this good at eight, can you imagine what sheโll be like at eighteen? We might be out of jobs.โ
The group chuckles, but thereโs a note of truth in Oscarโs words. As you watch Nessa on the podium, her small hands raised in triumph, you canโt help but wonder what the future holds for this extraordinary little girl with her eleven F1 driver fathers.
But for now, as the sound of applause fills the air and you see the pure joy on Nessaโs face, you push those thoughts aside. There will be time enough for worrying about the future later. For now, youโre content to bask in this moment of triumph, surrounded by the most unconventional and wonderful family you could have ever imagined.
As Nessa runs back to the group, her trophy clutched tightly in her hands, sheโs enveloped in a group hug that threatens to lift her off her feet. And in that moment, watching the pure love and pride radiating from these men who have given your daughter so much more than just their DNA, you know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, Nessa will always have the strongest support system imaginable.
After all, with her fathers in her corner, how can she possibly fail?
#f1 imagine#f1#f1 fic#f1 fanfic#f1 fanfiction#f1 x reader#f1 x you#max verstappen x reader#charles leclerc x reader#lewis hamilton x reader#lando norris x reader#oscar piastri x reader#carlos sainz x reader#fernando alonso x reader#lance stroll x reader#logan sargeant x reader#alex albon x reader#george russell x reader#f1 fluff#f1 blurb#f1 one shot#f1 x y/n#f1 drabble#f1 fandom#f1blr#f1 x female reader#max verstappen imagine#charles leclerc imagine#lando norris imagine
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Working on a few fics at the moment but canโt decide which to finish first and post. (All f1 fics)
#writing#characters#imagines#love#requests are open#formula 1#f1 imagine#f1#lando norris#fernando x reader#fernando alonso#charles leclerc imagine#max verstappen#poll#fics
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sera's kinktober masterlist 2024
๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ญ๐จ๐๐๐ซ ๐ซ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ : ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐
how? send an ask, pairing a driver with the available day! โณ example: "hi! can I request [driver] + [day #___]?"
๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐๐ฌ
โฎ the posting schedule will be from october to november. i was unable to write as much as i wanted to for this because of familial matters i canโt discuss, i hope you guys understand! ๐ฅฒ
โฎ AHHH!! my first kinktober ever, so please don't be too harsh :,) โฎ please note that some of these works/chapters contain content and kinks that might not be your cup of tea, please do not click on something that you're not comfortable with โฎ i will only write a maximum of 4 fics for each driver (so that there won't be too many of each driver) โฎ this list will be a mix of full fics and drabbles. โฎ some of the days here already have drivers assigned, but rest assured majority of these are up for grabs!
๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐๐จ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ!
what days are available? โณ i will remove the days that have already been taken. โฎ day 3 - biting (requested by anon) โฎ day 9 - lap dance (requested by anon) โฎ day 11 - temperature play (requested by anon) โฎ day 12 - mutual masturbation (requested by anon) โฎ day 13 - deepthroating (requested by anon) โฎ day 15 - begging (requested by anon) โฎ day 17 - dacryphilia (requested by anon) โฎ day 19 - bondage (requested by anon) โฎ day 20 - ass worship (requested by @cleopatrick-123) โฎ day 21 - breeding (requested by anon) โฎ day 22 - orgasm denial (requested by anon) โฎ day 23 - overstimulation (requested by @nandolonso) โฎ day 24 - voyeurism (requested by anon) โฎ day 25 - nipple play (requested by @bad268) โฎ day 26 - wax play (requested by anon) โฎ day 28 - public sex (requested by @menagerofmischief) โฎ day 29 - hair pulling (requested by @nepobbylver)
day 1 (october 1st) - humiliation kink with sebastian vettel | "don't cover your mouth, let them hear it liebling."
synopsis - sebastian rewarding his ever so hard-working secretary
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day 2 (october 3rd) - threesome with lando norris & oscar piastri | "look osc, she's taking it so well"
synopsis - what happens when lando catches y/n and oscar in a rather... compromising position?
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day 3 (october 5th) - biting with oscar piastri | โjesus fuck, are you are a vampire or something?โ
synopsis - biting has weirdly always been a part of y/n's love language, what happens when she bites oscar where he's a little bit more than just sensitive?
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day 4 (october 7th) - overstimulation with lando norris | "be a good girl f'me, i know you can take another round"
synopsis - win celebrations look a little different for lando norris this time around
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day 5 (october 9th) - jealous sex with oscar piastri | "i don't have to be inside you to make you feel good."
synopsis - oscar and his jealous tendencies can lead to some... eventful consequences
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day 6 (october 11th) - daddy kink with jenson button | "spread your legs for daddy, i wanna see you"
synopsis - art and money have always been the two constants in y/n's life, what happens when those two constants result in a sugar daddy who happens to own an art gallery?
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day 7 (october 13th) - hate fucking with lance stroll | "this is what you wanted, isn't it? to prove you're better than me?"
synopsis - the fashion industry has always been a dog-eat-dog world or a rival-fuck-rival world (for lance and y/n, at least)
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day 8 (october 15th) - sensory deprivation with fernando alonso | "donโt argue mi princesa, just put the blindfold on.โ
synopsis - fernando always loved the way silk looked on y/n he loved how it hugged her figure, he loved how it would make her look like a goddess, whether it was the dress he bought for her or her wearing nothing the silk blindfold
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day 9 (october 17th) - lap dance with daniel ricciardo | โfuck, keep moving like that and iโll bend you over the bar.โ
synopsis - what happens when y/n does a simple dance routine that turns into something dirtier?
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day 10 (october 19th) - mirror sex with george russell | "look at yourself, so gorgeous."
synopsis - ever since y/n and george started spending some weekends on the boat, she has always wondered why he needed to have a mirror on the wall and on the ceiling of the bedroom
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day 11 (october 21st) - temperature play with kimi raikkonen | โdidnโt i tell you to stay still?โ
synopsis - y/n knew that marrying the so-called "iceman" of formula 1 certainly has its hot and cold times, especially when it's kimi using ice cubes in the bedroom
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day 12 (october 23rd) - mutual masturbation with charles leclerc | "show me how you like it, i want to see you squirm."
synopsis - who knew that watching 50 shades of grey with your best friend could end so well?
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day 13 (october 25th) - deepthroat with max verstappen | โyou look so pathetic like this.โ
synopsis - max can't seem to escape the norris' after that terrible race in Austria. The only difference? Y/n was actually worth Max's time (and stamina)
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day 14 (october 27th) - tattoos with lewis hamilton | "i didn't know you got a spine tattoo."
synopsis - a little rain never hurt anyone... not until lewis almost breaks y/n's back (in a good way)
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day 15 (october 29th) - begging with charles leclerc | "you look so adorable like this, begging for me."
synopsis - a bad day at work and a good fiance would and will always end well
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day 16 (october 31st) - lingerie with carlos sainz | "turn around, for me hermosa? i want to see the back again."
synopsis - spending 23 grand on a shopping spree? that's something only y/n can do, but of course the money spent will always be worth it, especially when she gets something that can benefit her and carlos
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day 17 (november 2nd) - dacryphilia with ollie bearman | โyouโre so pretty with tears in your eyes.โ
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day 18 (november 4th) - spanking with charles leclerc | "feel that? that's for flirting with fucking team mate."
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day 19 (november 6th) - bondage with lewis hamilton | "look at you, all helpless and desperate."
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day 20 (november 8th) - ass worship with logan sargeant | โbabe, just sit on my face oh my god.โ
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day 21 (november 10th) - breeding with logan sargeant | "i'm going to fill you up so well baby"
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day 22 (november 12th) - orgasm denial with sebastian vettel | โyou wonโt be cumming, not unless i tell you to.โ
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day 23 (november 14th) - edging with fernando alonso | "you can't handle this, can you?"
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day 24 (november 16th) - voyeurism with oscar piastri | โdonโt let my presence stop you, keep going.โ
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day 25 (november 18th) - nipple play with ollie bearman | โwhatโs that poking through your shirt?โ
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day 26 (november 20th) - wax play with charles leclerc | "close your eyes and let me take control, mon cheri. i'll decide where the wax goes."
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day 27 (november 22nd) - size difference with ollie bearman | "i want you to feel every vein and every inch of my cock."
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day 28 (november 24th) - public sex with oscar piastri | โare you crazy? what if we get caught?โ
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day 29 (november 26th) - hair pulling with carlos sainz | "you like that don't you?"
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day 30 (november 28th) - food play with lewis hamilton | "you taste so fucking sweet baby."
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day 31 (november 30th) - oral fixation with daniel ricciardo | "suck on it, show me how much you want it."
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Pure Chaos Pt. 2 | F1 smau
f1 grid x driver!reader
summary: just more chaotic moments with the gen-z driver
fc: lia block
part 1 part 3 part 4 part 5
#f1#formula 1#f1 fanfic#f1 x reader#lando norris#f1 smau#smau#max verstappen#lewis hamilton#fernando alonso#oscar piastri#alex albon#logan sargeant#f1 academy#f1 twitter#f1 fanfiction#f1 imagine#charles leclerc#silverstone 2024
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F1 drivers get jealous about your crush
Warning: suggestive and nsfw, MDNI
#f1 x reader#f1 x you#f1 social media au#fernando alonso x you#f1 smut#f1 fanfic#f1 imagine#daniel ricciardo smau#daniel riccardo x reader#max verstappen x reader#max verstappen smau#oscar piastri x reader#oscar piastri smau#carlos sainz x reader#carlos sainz smau#fernando alonso smau#fernando alonso x reader#lando norris x reader#lando norris smau
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๐ก๐จ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ซ | ๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ง๐๐จ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐จ
summary: nobody can keep up with your growing list of hobbies, except fernando.
pairing: fernando alonso x brazilian!fem!reader
content warning: fluff and humor. explicit language.
from, serene: requested by and written for @loomiscorpse ๐ค i promised that i would write this for you in july and i finally found the time to fulfill it! this is how i learned fernando has a back tat. what rock have i been living under? happy reading, babes xxx
(in case i'm m.i.a., there's a category 5 hurricane that's looks pretty serious. i'm probably going to have a power outage. prayers to anyone else in the path of the storm, evacuate if you're on the west coast, and stay safe.)
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[caption1; sip and paint with the ladies ๐ฉ๐ฝโ๐จ๐จ carmenmmundt kellypiquet][caption2; for my first painting, this is good right?]
alexandrasaintmleux: i'll put it in a gallery ๐คฉ alexandrasaintmleux: i can't believe i'm friends with the best artist of our time ๐ yourinstagram: alex pleaseee omg ๐ณ๐คญ yourinstagram: you realize that means you think i'm better than claude monet right ? alexandrasaintmleux: ,,,second best artist of our time yourinstagram: ๐๐๐
fernandoalo_official: looks beautiful ๐ yourinstagram: you really think so??? fernandoalo_official: yes i like what you did with the colors and brush strokes of course yourinstagram: what detailed compliments meu bem ๐
carmenmmundt: i still don't believe that you've never painted before ๐คจ carmenmmundt: you did so well !!!!!! yourinstagram: thank you my love ๐ฅฐ yourinstagram: i think i am going to keep painting. it was very fun! carmenmmundt: you should! you're quite good at it :)
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yourinstagram encontro noturno em cores ๐ผ๏ธ
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user1: ptbr to eng translation "date night in color ๐ผ๏ธ"
user2: wow!!! you improved so much already! have you been taking lessons?
โฅ yourinstagram: thank you! the only lessons i'm learning are from youtube haha โฅ yourinstagram: and i have painted every day since i started! โฅ user3: you definitely have a natural talent for this! and a lot of potential!!! โฅ user4: it's taken me years to develop a minimal understanding of color theory and shadows. she's done it in two weeks ๐
user5: i know leonardo hates that he didn't paint this ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ
โฅ user6: he's rolling in his grave for sureeee ๐โโ๏ธ โฅ user7: bitch why tf would a ninja turtle be mad about this โ ๏ธ โฅ user8: leonardo DA VINCI YOU UNEDUCATED CUR โฅ user7: my fault forgot the turtle wasn't the only person named leo ๐ซฃ๐ซ โฅ user8: HOW DO YOU FORGET THE MAN WHO PAINTED THE MONA LISA โ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธ
pepemartiofficial: i loved doing art in school! i can teach you a few things if you want ๐๐๐
โฅ yourinstagram: you mean primary school? which was like last year for you? i think i'll pass garoto ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ โฅ fernandoalo_official: josep maria marti sobrepepa don't piss me off. โฅ fernandoalo_official: test me and you can say goodbye to a formula one seat. โฅ user9: ain't no way pepe just tried to step to fernando's girl who's TEN !!! years older than him โฅ pepemartiofficial: shhh i can be mature for her ๐คค โฅ fernandoalo_official: count your days ๐ฅฑ
carlossainz55: the painting is really good, you made the water look so realistic!
โฅ yourinstagram: obrigada carlitos! โฅ carlossainz55: where's fernando's painting ๐ โฅ yourinstagram: it was very good! but he did not want me to post a photo of it :((( โฅ fernandoalo_official: it was very ugly carlos ๐ โฅ yourinstagram: it was not that bad i just could not tell that it was supposed to be a tiger and not a house cat that was struck by lightning ๐
โฅ carlossainz55: i will pay to see this painting ๐คฃ๐คฃ๐คฃ
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[caption1; admin was just forcibly handed bear coasters ??? she said they remind her of lance ๐ป][caption2; the crochet culprit is on to her next project!]
user: lance bear agenda still going strong ๐ช
lance_stroll: i want bear coasters ๐ astonmartinf1: meet me downstairs, she gave me extras to hand out to the team lance_stroll: she's the best ๐คฉ๐คฉ๐คฉ lance_stroll: see you in 5?
user: DUDE she's onto clothes already??? how?!!!
user: admin i need you to send me photos of that sketchbook ๐บ๐คฒ๐ป user: i need her patterns admin i'm not playing around astonmartinf1: lol get blocked loser ๐
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fernandoalo_official there is yarn and hooks in my car. this has gone too far.
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yourinstagram: you make a man a shirt with the materials HE bought for you and it's a problem. ungrateful behavior nano ๐ค
โฅ fernandoalo_official: the shirt is very nice i even posed for a picture. all i ask is for no hooks to be left in the cupholders? โฅ yourinstagram: can we compromise and i leave them in the glove box ๐ฅบ
user10: let me get this straight: you crochet for a month and suddenly you become a fashion designer?
โฅ yourinstagram: not a month, three weeks* i have been crocheting โฅ user11: oh fuck off- how are you good at everything ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ โฅ yourinstagram: i am not! and i still cannot make a granny square no matter how hard i try to โน๏ธ โฅ user12: you don't need to know how to make a granny square when you can make actual pieces of clothing!!!
landonorris: may i have something crocheted too?
โฅ yourinstagram: what would you like landinho ๐ โฅ landonorris: may i have a beanie? or a sweater?? โฅ georgerussell: ooooh i'd like a beanie too! โฅ francisca.cgomes: i want that top you're wearing! or something similar!!!! โฅ lance_stroll: what about earmuffs? โฅ lilymhe: a cardigan would be so nice โฅ charlesleclerc: i want a sweater!!! โฅ fernandoalo_official: leave her alone you greedy children ๐น โฅ yourinstagram: ignore him! text me what you all want with inspiration photos and i will let you know!!!
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[caption1; hobby update >>>][caption2; to the woman at the craft store who put me onto oil paints...you saved my life][caption3; the wag crochet requests are almost finished!][caption4; first pottery class! had a really fun time :)]
user: i-i need to sit down๐ user: how do you even have time to do all of this?
user: i feel like i've never taken my hobbies seriously after seeing this
user: ffs how long have you been doing pottery? user: it's hard to learn at first but it's worth it if you stay committed ๐ซถ๐ฝ
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yourinstagram que divertido! thrown, painted, and fired by me ๐ธ
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user13: this is a reminder that there's always somebody out there doing what you love better than you ๐
โฅ user14: wasn't she JUST at her first pottery class? and she already has a set of dishware ๐จ
user15: i feel like i have to apologize for even attempting pottery
user16: i would hate to give my gift after her on birthdays and christmas ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฌ
โฅ user17: valid take. she can make custom clothes, paintings, and ceramics??? i might as well not even show up ๐คฆ๐ปโโ๏ธ
kellypiquet: where do you even find the time to do this?
โฅ yourinstagram: i have not slept for more than five hours in a very long time. it also distracts me when nano is away so, i keep myself busy. โฅ kellypiquet: please take better care of yourself! the clay will be there after you sleep and i'm sure fernando would like you to sleep too. โฅ fernandoalo_official: 8 hours at least mi amor โค๏ธ โฅ yourinstagram: fiiiiine ๐
lance_stroll: bring the domino set next time! i want to learn how to play!!!
โฅ yourinstagram: i will make you cry if we play dominoes ๐คซ
user18: you need to start an etsy shop or smth? i think anybody would buy something from you!
โฅ yourinstagram: if i do that, i'm afraid it would stop being a hobby and become a job. i don't want to lose the love i have for them :) user19: you could do limited releases? or just list a few items at a time? yourinstagram: i guess that's true. i don't think i will though, i didn't start my hobbies to make money. it's just fun for me ๐
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[caption; onto the next obsession]
user: damn you didn't lie about the entire botantical collection ๐ง user: she's crazy user: i respect her grind though
user: and she made them look like actual boquets ๐ user: why didn't i think of that???
yourinstagram: they are not obsessions. yourinstagram: the proper term is hobby, we have talked about this nano ๐ fernandoalo_official: do you want the vespa or the bonsaiโฆ๐คจ yourinstagram: both por favor! and get the porsche 911 kit while you are there ๐๐๐๐๐๐
user: she crocheted her own cover up dress user: i love women ๐โโ๏ธ
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yourinstagram um hobby? ok. quatro hobbies ao mesmo tempo? nรฃo repita meus erros ๐ค
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user20: ptbr to eng translation "one hobby? ok. four hobbies at the same time/once? do not repeat my mistakes ๐ค"
โฅ user21: thank u translator woman โฅ user22: thank u translator woman โฅ gabrielbortoleto_: thank u translator woman โฅ user24: one of these things is not like the others ๐ง
landonorris: can't wait till it gets chilly in monaco ๐
โฅ landonorris: the only thing i'm going to be photographed in is my crochet beanie and sweater โฅoscarpiastri: i'm surprised you're not wearing it now since you're perpetually cold โฅ landonorris: i didn't want to bring it in my luggage in case it's the time i lose my luggage ๐ค โฅ oscarpiastri: wowโฆthat's smart โฅ landonorris: why do you sound so surprised ๐คจ
lilymhe: i see you learned how to make granny squares ๐
โฅ yourinstagram: it took me three whole days to make one ๐คง โฅ lilymhe: damn ๐ โฅ yourinstagram: i am not lying when i say making that first granny square was harder than making your cardigan ๐ฎโ๐จ
fernandoalo_official: is it weird if i feel proud of you?
โฅ yourinstagram: i think it is something to be proud of :) โฅ fernandoalo_official: well i am very proud of you mi amor ๐ โฅ yourinstagram: ๐ฅฐ๐๐โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
user25: those paintings!!!! woah, you're like a serious artist now ๐จ๐ณ๐ฑ
โฅ user26: fr! you can see her own unique style clearly in these! โฅ yourinstagram: you all are too sweet! it took me a while to switch from reference painting into creating my own art pieces! โฅ alexandrasaintmleux: i wasn't joking when i said i want to put your work in a gallery ๐คญ๐ฅฑ โฅ yourinstagram: alex pleaseee ๐
user28: what are you going to do next? book binding LMAO
โฅ yourinstagram: you are right! nano is out buying the supplies for me now ๐ โฅ user28: i was joking ๐ โฅ yourinstagram: and after that i think i am going to learn how to make a cute scrapbook!
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#f1 x reader#f1 smau#f1 x poc!reader#fernando alonso x reader#fernando alonso x you#fernando alonso smau#fernando alonso imagine#fernando alonso fanfic#f1 fluff#fernando alonso x poc!reader#f1 fic#f1 fanfic#fernando alonso x y/n#sereneโs chapters.#โโญห๏ฝกโ. series special: formula 1#โก เผ*.๏พ love interest: fa.
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โwe should take a break.โ - F1 TEXT AU
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