#kimi Räikkönen x reader

[jungwnies]

careful, he's on fire | kimi räikkönen

୨ৎ : featuring : husband!kimi x wife!reader ୨ৎ : synopsis (requested by anon) : after a rough race, no one dares approach an absolutely fuming kimi räikkönen, no one except his wife. while the paddock walks on eggshells, she walks straight into the fire, and kimi melts the second he sees her.

୨ৎ : genre : romance ୨ৎ : word count : 423

୨ৎ masterlist ୨ৎ

the paddock was walking on eggshells.

you could feel the tension in the air the second you stepped past security — thick, blistering, coiled tight like a storm about to snap. no one had to tell you that kimi had a bad race. you could tell by the way people were whispering in corners and actively avoiding the alfa romeo motorhome like it was cursed.

“is she—?” a mechanic whispered as you passed, eyes wide.

“is that—?”

“oh god. someone stop her before she walks in there—”

a brave soul, maybe one of kimi’s engineers, jogged up beside you. “uhm, mrs. räikkönen—he’s not in the best mood. i just—maybe give him a little time? he’s kind of… you know. hot.”

you blinked. “hot?”

“like—like radiating anger. you might burn your eyebrows off.”

you smiled sweetly and kept walking.

because you knew better.

kimi was sitting in the back of the garage, fireproofs tied around his waist, hair damp with sweat, jaw clenched so tightly you were pretty sure it could snap steel. his race suit hung limp off his shoulders, and his eyes were locked on the floor like it had personally offended him.

no one dared speak. no one dared breathe.

until you stepped into view.

and everything shifted.

he looked up. you saw it in real time—his entire expression flickered, softened, shattered. his hands unclenched. his shoulders dropped. and then came the most shocking thing of all:

a grin.

“kulta?” he said, voice a low rasp, and it hit you right in the heart.

you didn’t hesitate. you walked right into his space, cupped his cheeks with both hands, and pressed your forehead to his.

“you okay?” you whispered.

he didn’t answer at first. just pulled you into his lap like it was second nature, wrapped his arms around your waist, and buried his face in your shoulder.

“i hated today,” he muttered against your skin.

“i know,” you murmured, fingers brushing through his hair.

“but i love this,” he added quietly. “you here.”

someone cleared their throat awkwardly behind you. then another voice, way too smug:

“well, look at that. the ice man does melt.”

you looked up to find sebastian vettel and fernando alonso grinning from a few feet away, arms crossed. valtteri was trying not to laugh. lando and charles were just wide-eyed.

“should we start bringing her to every race?” joked seb.

“she’s clearly the key to unlocking kimi 2.0,” lando added.

kimi just rolled his eyes and tugged you closer.

“you’re all annoying,” he grumbled.

but he was still smiling.

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[iceman-kazansky]

Smiles, Sun, and Unsaid Feelings

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Requested by: anon, by ask

Request: "will you be writing any Mika Hakkinen or Kimi Raikkonen fics?"

Pairings: Kimi Raikkonen x f!reader

Warnings: Probably unrealistic dialogue, alcohol consumed, Nando is a flirt, 2006 F1 season

Word count: 1.9k

A/n: This kinda took awhile. I was going to write this a week ago (for the 7th,) and I had it ALMOST finished but had school shit thrown on me and now I'm away on holiday. So, what better time to do it then now?

Taglist: @anamiad00msday

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Kimi was a tough nut to crack.

He was aloof, appearing closed off to all onlookers. He was difficult for press and didn't have much of an opinion on anything, always giving short answers to in depth questions. Kimi didn't mind, though, as long as it kept nosy reporters and crowded cameras out of his face, he'd do anything.

Another factor of his personality was, in short, a lack of friends. Sure, he had plenty of acquaintances, but were they really friends? They didn’t know what he was like outside of racing. His personal life.

It wasn't that the iceman didn't want friends, rather that he couldn't be bothered to make new ones.

But he also was beyond content keeping many people in the acquaintance zone. He deeply cherished his privacy.

He stood off to the side of the garage, getting ready for qualifying.

The 2006 season was mid way through when Montoya left Mclaren for good.

Kimi didn't necessarily feel too down about it, he had remained purely cordial with the Columbian.

He saw you step into the garage, clad in racing gear with a helmet tucked under your arm and pressed to your side. At first, he didn't believe you were his team mate. Perhaps an engineer or a mechanic, but a fellow driver? No way.

You were the first to introduce yourself to him. Sauntering up to him without a speck of hesitancy, you reached out and offered to shake hands.

“Hi!” You said, voice cheery.

It was then that you smiled. You beamed a hearty smile that stretched from ear to ear.

Kimi could've sworn he'd been blinded. Teeth so bright they seemed to shine and shimmer. He'd never seen something so.. so bright. Friendly. Outgoing.

He didn't realize it, but from that moment onward, he was hooked.

Kimi didn't return the smile, only offering a small nod to you. His ears burned red hot and he felt strangely awkward.

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Kimi wasn't particularly interested in being friends with you. He had made that much clear. Or atleast, that's what you'd made out his reserved persona as.

But you were determined.

Hot summer sun beat down on you, feeling like every second you stood under its gaze you darkened with tan.

So, what better day for a cold snack?

With two ice-cream cones in hand, you weaved through the many people on the grid to your team garage.

You managed to get close to Kimi, standing beside him. Gently nudging him with your shoulder you presented one of the cold treats to him.

For a long minute he just stared, ice blue eyes flickering from you to the ice cream cone. It looked like he was contemplating or considering something, his brows pinched together and a quizzical look fell into his gaze.

Eventually, Kimi took the ice cream cone, mumbling– or grumbling, you weren't quite sure– a very quiet ‘thank you’.

But what you could've swore you'd seen on his face a moment before was just an ounce of shock. And that was enough to keep you determined to befriend the reserved driver even more.

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The minute you'd climbed out of your car you looked for Kimi.

Your team had reported that he'd had some technical malfunction mid lap but said nothing else.

It was only after the fact that you exited your car that you found out he had walked off the track and went straight to his yacht.

You imagined he'd be upset over the race; no racer would have been jumping with joy after his incident. Kimi had made it well over half way through the race before unfortunately ending up out on lap 50 due to a mechanical issue.

So, doing the only thing you thought suitable, you sought him out– bringing an offering that was in hope of comforting him and being a good friend.

Or atleast, being a good friend is what you'd told yourself. That there was nothing besides friendly intentions, is what you resorted to claiming. Only, your heart had it twisted. Your emotions had already acted like a fishing hook, thrown straight into the flesh of your heart by his cool blue eyes and ocean vast personality. Kimi had you hooked.

Others may not agree with the ‘ocean vast’, but they were very wrong. Kimi was unique. He was reserved yet still cared about those around him. He wasn't outgoing, eager to meet new people, but he wasn't disinterested in maintaining a friend once you'd gotten there. Sure, it may have taken a bit more effort on your side, but before long you'd chipped through that glacier-tough outside to discover his real self. The one he had put aside for friends only, tucked away from media and press and the other competitors. Kimi wasn't as he appeared, he never had been and it only took a bit of time and observation skills to see that.

Before long, you were at his yacht. Kimi looked shocked when you appeared on the ramp of his boat, still clad in your racing gear and a smile on your face. “Hey,” you greeted, raising a hand slightly to showcase the items you'd run to get as soon as you'd found out about his incident.

In your hand sparkled a bottle of liquor, glinting under the sun. Then, Kimi grinned. His lips tilted up and he genuinely smiled. The action almost made you drop the bottle in shock, luckily, however, you managed to snap out of it and keep your grip on the glass. He may have been feeling upset, but your inclination of bringing a comfort of sorts had him feeling grateful beyond his own words.

And his smile was worth a thousand words to you.

You were welcomed onto Kimi's boat then, the two of you cracking open the liquor and sitting in the shade provided by the boat.

The liquor goes by quicker than you'd imagined.

By the bottom of the bottle you've moved closer, sitting shoulder to shoulder, thighs pressing together while your hands almost touch, lingering a hair's breadth away from each other.

You converse animatedly with Kimi, even if you're the one doing a majority of the talking.

Kimi didn't mind it, though. His head, which previously felt weighted by the loud swirling thoughts, had cleared. Something likely because of your presence.

You're mid story, telling him about some childhood thing you remember when he closes that distance with his hand.

You stop talking, shocked by his action. In your chest, your heart does somersaults, flipping and beating wildly against your ribs. Your eyes dart down to his hand, which tentatively touches yours. Slowly, you reciprocate the action, moving to shift your hand into his. He spreads his fingers and you take the initiative to lace them together.

For Kimi, it's a grounding tactic and a way to show how grateful he is for you. He'd never been one for words, so instead he chose to show his emotion by holding your hand.

Nobody says anything, instead taking the moment silently. Neither of you know what it means to the other, or how the action mirrors an unknown, unspoken affection that’d been brewing for a while.

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The end of the season rolled up quickly. The Monaco incident was far from forgotten to either of you, rather pushed away by the lightning-paced world of Formula 1. It was the evening after Brazil, the final race of the season.

Most of the drivers had gone out to a local bar, deciding to get shitfaced in celebration of what they would argue a successful season.

Kimi sips on a Hardwall Long, a drink of gin and grapefruit soda. The bitter yet sweet mixture dances on his lips as he swallows a mouthful.

Across the bar, you sip your own drink. You know Kimi is here, but you're content while off on your own or meeting new people.

A presence makes itself known to you, leaning against the bartop and flashing a charming smile at you. Immediately, you recognize the face of the Championship winner and fellow driver, Fernando Alonso. His hair peeks out from behind his ears, brown locks waving hello.

“Can I buy you a drink?” he asks politely, gesturing to your almost empty glass. When he speaks, his Spanish accent is thick and rather nice on your ears.

But you don't care for the Spaniards' speech, you've already got your own accented man – whose voice lingers even now in the back of your mind,– to charm your ears.

You smile at Fernando, but politely decline, “I'm good but thank you, Nando. Congratulations on winning the championship, by the way.”

Little did you know that on the other side of the bar, you've caught none other than The Iceman's attention.

It's rare for the Fin to change expressions often– he's simply a man wearing a neutral face most of the time. But as of now, his eyes have narrowed uncharacteristically more, face pulling together in an expression of pure jealousy. Though, Kimi wouldn't really admit that out loud.

Fernando doesn't stick around too long after that, he just flashes you another smile and makes a comment about ‘still being there if you change your mind, hermosa’ before slipping away.

It isn't long before another figure stands beside you, only this time he seems.. off.

You turn your eyes to look at Kimi. He's got this subtle, sour look on his face, like he's just sucked on a lemon. It's unnatural on him, something you're unaccustomed with.

“Is everything alright, Kimi?” you ask, feeling concern.

He doesn't look at you, instead glaring at some object across the bar. “What did he want?”

“Alonso?” you ask, eyeing Kimi suspiciously, “he just wanted to buy me a drink.”

Kimi's eyes dart to the bar top, where a half-finished drink of yours sits. You can see his jaw clench while he simply hums.

“Let me take you on a date.”

“What?”

Kimi stares at you now, icy blue eyes trained on yours. He's serious and there isn't a speck of joke or jab in his speech.

“I promise it'll be better than whatever that.. Kusipää,” the foreign word slides off his tongue smoothly, alien to your ears, “has to offer.”

To say you were speechless was an understatement. Out of everything you expected to come from Kimi's mouth, his offer to take you on a date was not one of them. It wasn't even in the ballpark.

“He didn't ask me on a date,” you say, feeling confused. This whole thing feels confusing and like a big misunderstanding. Like a trick.

“My offer still stands.”

Something in his voice has you doubting your previous thought. How could he sound so sincere and be deceiving? It would be far-fetched. Even more so when you meet his gaze and see the genuine ask present in his eyes.

“Then I'd be honoured, Kimi,” you say, smiling at last. Your heart has taken that leap of faith.

He nods, and for a split second a smile graces his lips. You're thrown back to Monaco, even just for a short time, where he's smiling at you and you're smiling at him with booze in hand. He checks his phone before turning back to you, “let's get out of this place.”

The night was still young, and outside of the bar, within the city of Sao Paulõ, it was alive. Kimi extended his hand and you took it instantly, letting him lead you out of the bar.

[formulakracing]

“well that’s too bad” — k.r.

pairing -> kimi räikkönen x dcc!reader

word count -> {typed this one on my phone}

warnings -> banter, lots of flirting, some sexual innuendos, kimi being protective, the grid being a bunch of goofballs/down bad, some cursing, light pda

a/n -> this is a request based off of this ask! anon, i love you and thank you for sending in an ask so that i could write about one of my favorite drivers (can we also talk about long hair kimi like…) i hope y’all enjoy!

"who is that?"

a blonde peers around the garage, cocking his head as the figure strolls toward the row of paddocks. licking his lips, he folds his arms across his chest.

"i don't know, but whoever she is, she's gorgeous. absolutely stunning."

the object of sebastian vettel’s desire brings a phone to her ear, her plush lips parting, brow furrowing. whatever she was doing, she was deeply invested, as she stopped dead in her tracks to make the call.

the fellow drivers gather around the blonde, almost gawking. there was no doubt this woman was absolutely ethereal, the gentle rays of the morning sun accentuating her features. a pair of low rise jeans hung from her hips, a white long sleeve clinging to her torso. a luxurious purse hung from her shoulder, the bag accessorized with all sorts of trinkets and a bow.

the most striking aspect of her outfit was the pair of cowboy boots on her feet, the black leather worn from years of wear.

an interesting choice, especially in monaco, but it suited her.

she was regal, carrying herself with an aura that exuded dominance and grace. and to sebastian’s delight, she started to make her way in the direction of the red bull garage.

was she single? there sure wasn’t a ring on that left hand. but she could have opted to leave it at home, where it was protected from the public eye.

it was a gamble really.

and sebastian was more than willing to take his chances.

"do you think i could get her number?"

"you? please. you wouldn't stand a chance."

"come on nico," lewis hamilton, british driver for mercedes scoffs, rolling his eyes, "and you think you could?"

“well, i guess we could ask her if she’s ever been to paris—“

"you guys really know how to make me chuckle," another voice cuts in, his spanish accent seeping into every word, "a woman of that caliber? she probably wouldn't even look in your direction—"

"hi boys!" a chirp rings out through the red bull garage, "i'm looking for my husband. i tried calling his cell but i couldn't reach him. do y’all know where he is?"

her voice was sickeningly sweet, thick with the twang of an accent.

not just any ordinary accent.

an american accent, a drawl that sebastian only heard from one region of that country.

the south.

clearing your throat, you survey the array of men milling about in the garage. you recognize them all in an instant, as your husband had dotingly shown you photos over the years. before you stood fernando alonso, sebastian vettel, lewis hamilton, nico rosberg, and daniel ricciardo. an elite group of drivers, but they did not compare to the man you were searching for.

it wasn't even close.

you were looking for a finnish man, fair in complexion with fluffy, golden locks of hair. a hue that reminded you of sunlight pouring through the leaves of a forest. he was shorter in stature, but muscular, with piercing, icy blue eyes.

well, piercing to some, but to you, they were beautiful, brimmed with nothing but adoration and joy. often, you would gush to him about how his eyes were like the summer sky. he detested this, grumbling how they weren’t that special, but you could always make out a boyish grin, his dimples making an appearance.

taking a step back, sebastian studies you, gnawing on the inside of his cheek. as you give your name to nico, a bell rings in his head. he couldn’t quite place a finger on it, but it sounded familiar.

almost like he had heard it before. mentioned a few times, actually.

“who’s your husband?” fernando puckers his lips, placing his hands on his hips, “is he an engineer? a mechanic? part of the media?”

“he’s a driver.”

“a driver?” lewis’ eyes widen, “are you sure? we would remember one of our own bringing a woman like you around the—“

“will you all stop pestering my wife?”

a rumble from behind you earns a flinch from the drivers. swiveling on your heel, you feel your mouth curl into a dazzling grin.

“sugar! i’ve been looking all over for you! this place is a maze.”

sebastian can’t help but feel his mouth fall open as kimi räikkönen scoops you up into his embrace, squeezing you tightly against his chest. giggles erupt, bouncing off the walls as he peppers your face with kisses, a giddy squeal rising in your throat as he murmurs sweet nothings into your ear.

shaking his head, lewis almost can’t believe what he’s seeing, “you have got to be shitting me.”

“you’re telling me!” nico mutters, glaring at sebastian, he arches a brow, “is this the woman he’s been rambling about for months on end?”

“she is,” daniel clears his throat, finally finding his voice, “you guys didn’t put that together the second she started to speak? you can tell that woman has lived in texas all of her life. she’s wearing cowboy boots for fuck’s sake. you guys really amaze me sometimes.”

“well sorry we’re not all detectives like you!” fernando pouts, throwing his hands in the air, “we were all under the impression that—“

“the impression that i was just some helpless little bunny makin’ her way through?”

your snarky words cut through, sending a ripple of shock throughout the boys. their heads turn, pairs of eyes falling on you.

clicking your tongue, you raise a hand, pointing at sebastian, “y’all know it’s rude to stare, right? i could feel you watching me from a mile away.”

kimi wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer, “why didn’t any of you let me know she was here?”

“they thought i was single,” you can’t help but feel a smirk begin to grow as the boys stutter, scrambling to find some sort of response that wouldn’t set kimi off any further.

“well that’s too bad,” finding your hand, kimi intertwines your fingers together, “because you’re my wife. you guys hear that? she’s mine. off. limits.”

“heard you loud and clear,” fernando flashes the finnish driver a thumbs up, “my apologies, kimi.”

“don’t apologize to me,” kimi snorts, “apologize to her.”

as the boys hang their heads, you can’t help but feel a chuckle tumble out as they start speaking in unison, like some schoolboys being chastised.

“we’re sorry.”

“that’s better,” tugging on your hand, kimi motions his head in the direction of his own garage, “come on, my love. let’s go.”

peering over your shoulder, you shoot the group one last wink, scrunching your nose slightly. giving them all a wave, you blow a kiss.

“it was nice to meet y’all! but if you’ll excuse me, i would like to be with my husband. hopefully you’ll all fare better on the track than how you court women. bye now!”

and as you walk away, kimi brings your hand to his lips, pressing a tender kiss to the gentle skin.

“i love you.”

linking your elbow with his, you lay your head on his shoulder, your heart cozy with bliss.

“and i love you, ice man.”

and for the rest of the day, the ice man would bear a radiant smile.

a sort of grin the rest of the grid had never seen before.

and that was all thanks to his cheerleader.

his wonderful, talented, smoke show of a cheerleader.

the one who happened to be not just any cheerleader, but his wife as well.

and if anyone wanted you?

well, that was too damn bad.

[maxillness]

Reader being jealous of their older boyfriend being shipped with another driver

• feat : mark webber, jenson button, fernando alonso, mika häkkinen, lewis hamilton, kimi räikkönen, sebastian vettel, nico rosberg

• genre : crack, suggestive

• A/N : not gonna lie, I love making these

[n0vazsq]

Pas de Deux | KR7 x Reader

pairing . . . young!kimi raikkonen x ballerina!reader

summary . . . When Kimi falls in love with a ballerina, he's invited into a dance of two (or, a pas de deux)

request . . . kind of?

word count . . . N/A

warnings . . . minimal swearing! story is set in 2024 with the current 2024 grid but kimi pics are from the 2000s!! there wont be a lot of f1 comments so you can feel free to imagine whatever team kimi is in! kimi is like in his early 20s so the reader is 20-24! lets just pretend he was born sometime between 1999 and 2003

faceclaim . . . random ballerinas from pin!

alexavia yaps . . . I LOVE PAS DE DEUX ITS MY FAV CLQSSIC SONG AHHHHHH anyway i hope you guys like thsi!!!!!! i legit dk anything about ballet so IM SO SORRY IF ANYTHING IS WRONG!!

taglist . . . @barcapix (lmk if you want to join the taglist!)

ballerinayn

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ballerinayn loved dancing in monte carlo to my favourite song today! well done to all the other ballerinas and see you in a few weeks! thanks to my amazing friend maxverstappen1 for attending!

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balletdemontecarlo could you spot the famous ballerinayn in today's pas de deux? 👀

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ballerinayn

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ballerinayn thank you kimi for inviting me to the monaco grand prix!! really enjoyed it <3 and congrats on the podium! tagged: kimiraikkonen

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kimiraikkonen

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kimiraikkonen Monaco.

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username guys guys guys GUYSSSSSS charles posted a story and in the bg were kimi and y/n like talking and laughing and shi and he deleted like after 3 mins

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yourbsf 👀

username WHAT ARE YOU DOING HEREEEEE

username not yourbsf exposing their asses LMFAOOOOO

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username "thank you yourbsf" we say in unison

username bro yall are so annoying like a girl cant even comment on her bsfs boyfriends post??

username didnt y/n and kimi kiss after his podium or did i forget to take my pills

username its the latter but i wish it was the former

ballerinayn

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ballerinayn rainy days around monaco with him>>>>>

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username WHOMST

username y/n pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee tell us who it is

username THE SWANS?? THE ARCHITECTURE?? THE STAR???

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maxverstappen1 where was my invite?? lost in the mail??

ballerinayn maxie waxie axie you told me specifically "y/n if you ever invite to third wheel ill chop your arms off and use them as a table stand" so i think you didnt want to come <3

maxverstappen1 i-thats on me

ballerinayn it is it is

username oh so shes rich RICH ��🤑🤑 mommy y/n i need a sugar mommy 🥺

ballerinayn sorry that position is taken by pretty boy xx

username Y/N 😡

yourbsf 👀👀👀

ballerinayn what are you eye fucking

yourbsf you

yourbsf and charles

charlesleclerc ?????

username mother y/n feed us some soft launch crumbs

username QUEEN MOTHER MS SWAN Y/N COOKED THIS POST UP ONG ONG 🙏🔥

username if kimi posts like a similar typa thing theyre together

username im a f1 fan who came for the dating rumors but i mightve actually fell in love with y/n like imma full on start watching ballet for her

f1wagsss_

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f1wagsss_ f1 driver kimi raikkonen and ballerina y/n l/n reportedly seen together yesterday. do you think it really is them or is this from a fake source?

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username REAL REAL REAL REAL I WANT IT TO BE REAL PLS BE REAL I BEG FOR IT TO BE REAL

username ain't no way

username this must be photoshopped bc wtf how do they even know each other??

username so nice of you to intrude into people's private love lives!!

username i ❤ you for saying this

username MY GOATS ARE TOGETHER OH MY GOD

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username i don't need any more pics i know what's going on

username i'm so delusional to think that this is real <3

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wags.international

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wags.international its official! f1 driver kimi raikkonen and ballerina y/n l/n were spotted on their date night in spain! will they deny or confirm their relationship? only time will tell....

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username why is the caption so mysterious 💀

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username so the hate is deserved?

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kimiraikkonen

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kimiraikkonen The girlfriend. Rakastan sinua yli kaiken, kulta ❤ (I love you more than anything, darling) tagged: ballerinayn

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username LMFAOOOO THE CAPTION IS SO KIMI CODED

username SOFT KIMI SOFT KIMI SOFT KIMI I AM SHAKING

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kimiraikkonen 🥰

maxverstappen only y/n can do that to the iceman

ballerinayn what can i say i am a woman of many abilities

maxverstappen1 ew thats disguisting i didnt need to know that

charlesleclerc she meant NORMAL abilities you dirty thinking slug

ballerinayn lestappen forever this comment has been deleted

maxverstappen1 Y/N?!?!??!?! I SAW THAT

ballerinayn mb?

yourbsf take care of my best friend yeah?

kimiraikkonen I'd rather die than not do so.

ballerinayn IM CRYING I LOVE YOU BOTH SO SO SO MUCH

kimiraikkonen Honey please don't cry.

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yourbsf

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yourbsf my best friend and her love sick boyfriend tagged: ballerinayn, kimiraikkonen

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yourfriend1 HELP not y/n getting a professienal pic and kimi's being whatever

yourbsf y/n would pose for me for hours and kimi literally ignores me until y/n tells him to notice me. he also rarely smiles around me i had to capture the moment quickly

yourfriend1 explains the shaky picture

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ballerinayn wow i look so good and kimi looks so pretty omg

yourbsf ofc you do youre not mother y/n for no reason

maxverstappen1 can you send that pic of kimi?

kimiraikkonen Max.

maxverstappen1 nevermind

maxverstappen1 WHY DOESNT yourbsf GET A DEATH GLARE AND I DO??

ballerinayn sorry max i love her and kimi loves who i love xoxo

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ballerinayn oops sorry?

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ballerinayn

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ballerinayn words could never describe how much I love you. you light up my life in a way nothing else can. every moment with you feels like home, mon ange. forever wouldn’t be enough to express what you mean to me, pretty boy. ❤️ tagged: kimiraikkonen

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maxverstappen1 love you guys even tho i hate third wheeling

ballerinayn thanks maxie <3

charlesleclerc you two are very cute

ballerinayn so are you and alex!!

yourbsf as much as i hated you being taken away from me by a guy, kimi was the right one. i approve of him <3

ballerinayn ilysm <333

ballerina1 if he can do ballet invite for a pas de deux 👀

ballerinayn oh trust me i already taught him everything

kimiraikkonen And nothing ever will ever desrcibe by love for you

ballerinayn i love you so much

kimiraikkonen I love you more. Even more than my drink

ballerinayn <33

kimiraikkonen You're the love of my life, never forget that.

[lorarri]

★ . . . 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 , 𝐊𝐑𝟕

summary , people seem to be under the impression that you and your good friend sebastian are dating but little do they know kimi is way more your type

pairing , rockstar! bassist! kimi räikkönen x fem! f1 driver! reader

series masterlist | main masterlist | sol’s masterlist | f1 masterlist

Y/NNIE

hey seb quick question

is kimi single?

SEBBY

yes he is

why do you ask

Y/NNIE

cuz he gives big dick enegery

and he is high key super hot

SEBBY

ew that's one of my best friends

Y/NNIE

sorry

but you know I cannot lie when it comes to fine men

also have you seen peoples twitter theories that we are together

SEBBY

yeah hannah and I were laughing at them earlier

some people are so dumb

Y/NNIE

ikr?

anyway kimi's number?

SEBBY

I better be best man when you two get married

xxx-xxx-xxx

Y/NNIE

I wouldn't have anybody else sebby

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user wingman kimi>>>

user he def putting. agood word in for seb

user seb sent his man so Y/N would hear about how great he is

user mother lookin sexy af rn

user getting ready for the dating annoucment

user seb def got notifications on for Y/N's posts lol

user so we can alllll see seb in the likes right????

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SEB

soooo kimi

what's the deal with you and Y/N

KIMI

friends

dw dude I know you into her

so no need to get jealous

SEB

jealous???

dude I was trying to set you up

why do you think I gave her your number

KIMI

ummm cuz you wanted me to put in a good word for you

SEB

dude I'm married

her name is hannah

LEW

let me guess vegas wedding

SEB

yup

KIMI

okay but what if she is not into me

SEB

dude she's had the hots for you since say one what are you talking about

LEW

yeah dude even a blind man

she's super into you mate

KIMI

oh damn

JEN JEN

okay hate to break up this revelation

but kimi the love song that you wrote about Y/N

is all over twitter

KIMI

oh shit

BEAUTIFUL TRAIN WRECK

um kimi please tell me why I had to find out through twitter

that you are parental in love with me

is this true or????

KIMZILLA

yeah

BEAUTIFUL TRAIN WRECK

well I like you too

and fucking god you said yes or this would be so fucking awkward rn

KIMZILLA

right

wanna come over

also seb's asking when the wedding is

I was thinking summer

BEAUTIFUL TRAIN WRECK

we can talk plans after we fucked all night long

KIMZILLA

sounds like a plan rakkaani

sounds like a plan my love

kimimatiasraikkonen

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kimimatiasraikkonen every song I write from now on will only ever be about you

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user omfg this is so hot

yourinstagram my rockstar <3

user isn't that kimi's cross??????

sebastianvettle5 took you long enough dude

user wtf is going on in the house of commons

lewishamilton okay but what colour suit should I get for the wedding that's the real question

user this is so fucking iconic

jensonbutton there are childen on this app kimi....

user and you clown's were really saying Y/N and Seb huh

user live laugh love kimi and Y/N rn

user this ate in every language known to man

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[yourstrqly]

✰ POSITIONS, F1 DILFS

[ starring ] sebastian vettel, kimi räikkönen, fernando alonso, jenson button, lewis hamilton, kevinmagnussen

[ tw ] fem!reader, smut (+18), dom!drivers, mention of sex toys and tapes, dirty talking, fem and male oral receiving (+ choking on dick)

. minors do not read .

sebastian enjoys sitting back to watch you play with yourself, be it your dainty fingers buried deep inside your pussy and coated in your juices, or the dildo, the copy of his cock, he had gifted you months ago when he was away; the sight of the grip your greedy pussy has on the plastic phallus and your body writhing in the sheets, whorish moaning his name to pled for relief, thighten his trousers but rather than bouncing you, feeling your tight little satch, he leans forward, breath fawning onto your wet tights, resulting in goosebumps.

you'd cry out silently, legs shaking as you ram the toy faster into your warmth. "what did you say, liebe? (love) care to repeat?", the man would ask, his rough hands grabbing your thick tights. "want my big dick inside you? fuck you till you can't remember your name and see stars no more, huh?", he'd taunt you with a massive smirk on his pinkish lips. "that what you would like, don't you, my dirty girl?"

kimi prefers on being hands on, having you knee in front of him to suck him off. tears have already escaped your eye and stained your hallowed cheeks, while his right hand sits at the back of your head, hair kept in a ponytail to manage the speed and the desired depth. your glossy eyes holding contact with his lustfilled gaze and the choking sounds as well as the moans that send off vibrations around his dick, makes him pull your face against his pelvic bone to deep throat him. the tightness of your wet mouth let's his cock throb slightly, the taste of salty pre cum hits your tongue once again.

slowly, kimi would face fuck you, forcing your lips to touch his pelvic whenever he pulls your head towards him, forcing your jaw to go slack and take his long cock all the way as saliva runs out of the corners of your stretched mouth, trailing down your tits and eventually hitting the carpet. "you love being my good girl, eh? then choke on it."

nando loves to grab your plump ass whilst hugging you whenever it is in public or in the privacy of a room — if his action is made in the later situation, the innocence of his touch quickly turns into nibbling playfully on your ear and neck, leaving small marks to show his claim of you. his finger would dip inside your clothing to touch your already wet pussy, gently brushing past the outer lips to rub your clit, which will transform you into mush against his body. wanting to eat you out, nando would lay you down on the bed if there is one, probing pillows under your hips to get an easy access to your wetness. he's godsend, festing on your pussy as it would be his last time, resulting in leaving you a breathless moaning puddle of a mess. "please don't stop, papi."

jenson would be the guy who'd twirl, pull and nib on your stiff nibbles as you stroke his growing dick whilst watching a sex tape of yourselves to get in the right zone. in his opinion its one of the easiest ways to set the mood; watching a homemade video of him plowing inside you from behind against a hotel wall or having you cuffed on the bedframe, fucking your little hole hard as you cum over and over again — he'll feel your breath stock whenever his recorded self hits your g-spot or lands a spank on your brightly coloured ass, and the slick of your snatch drips on his leg, that's between yours, rubbing over your cunt.

"in another life, you'd be a pornstar, darling", jense would whisper in your ear as he moves above you, running the fat leaking head of his cock against your awaiting pussy.

lewis would have you in sixty-nine, tongue tracing the rim of your snatched hole as you kitten-lick off the precum of his massive dick and nibble softly on a bold vein, chasing a groan out of the fit male. as soon as you reach past the half, he'll push his cock upwards, causing you to choke on his dick — his less dominating hand keeps your head down as his other hand sinks two fingers at the same time inside you roughly, sending you over the edge, a process he continues over again till you tap his thight two times.

"fucked you good, huh?"

kevin likes nothing more than seeing you completely relaxed and giggling during a session of soft, romantic sex; it's his favourite way to return to a relaxed state of mind after a race and running behind his small children. he'll have you ride him though he'd control the pace while pressing your face against his neck to feel you sucking kisses against it. whenever kevin would push hard upwards inside you, he'd hear you purr like a catita or moan, rambling about how he should just throw you down and fuck you, but this will just result in his next pushes slower, teasing you to show you who's the "boss".

POLY/MULTI DRIVERS — SINGULAR DRIVERS

[barcaism]

Cover Up | Kimi Räikkönen

pairing: kimi räikkönen x grid girl!oc

synopsis: ferrari’s signature grid girl, stéphanie plays her games very well, but unfortunately for her kimi räikkönen isn’t big on games, especially ones involving fernando alonso getting a view of things only he should see.

warnings: established relationship, kimi is possessive, hickeys

a/n: please enjoy!

Circa 2006

The sun beat down on the circuit, casting a gleam on the polished surface of the track and an extra shine on the grid girls’ latex jumpsuits. Stéphanie adjusted her red Ferrari number placard as she took her position, her jumpsuit catching the light and hugging her frame like it was custom-made—because, well, it was.

Kimi, ever the professional, didn’t spare her a single glance as he walked past with his helmet in hand. He was locked in, cold as ever in front of his team. But Stéphanie knew better by now. That lack of acknowledgment wasn’t ignorance—it was control. None of them were big on PDA anyways and people knew of their relationship by now.

Someone who apparently didn’t get the news was a fellow grid girl, one for Mercedes, in a similar silver jumpsuit. The Ferrari girl didn’t notice at first, focused on giving her signature stoic face for the passing camera but as soon as that was over, her eyes lingered over to her man.

The Mercedes girl—tall, blonde, and trying way too hard—kept inching closer to Kimi, leaning in with her glossy lips and fake laugh, her fingers brushing his arm like it was casual. Stéphanie raised a brow, amused. “She’s really trying, huh?” She thought to herself.

Kimi should’ve known his woman would take this as a challenge. So she played her own game. Sliding two fingers down the front of her zipper, she pulled it just a little lower, the red latex parting to reveal the soft skin of her chest. She tousled her wavy hair slightly, letting it fall around her face with calculated disarray. Then, with her green eyes glinting mischief, she flashed a smirk at Fernando Alonso beside her, who definitely took the bait.

It was harmless. It was playful. But it wasn’t unnoticed. Kimi’s full attention was on her, infact, his little smirk towards the woman in silver completely faded the moment the woman in red came into his view of sight.

He didn't react, of course. Not in the moment. He walked past like he hadn’t seen a thing, jaw tight and eyes on the tarmac. But Stéphanie caught the faint twitch in his expression. The telltale clench of his jaw.

And that was enough to make her grin as the anthem played.

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Ferrari won, more specifically Kimi standing in first and Alonso in second. Another podium. Another champagne shower. Another round of cheers.

But as soon as the press duties were done and he was freed from the cameras, Kimi didn’t head to the garage like usual. Instead, he made a beeline for the Ferrari motorhome.

Inside, Stéphanie was slipping off her heels when the door opened. She barely had time to blink before Kimi was in front of her, calm—but with that dangerous kind of calm that came before the storm.

“You think you’re funny?” he asked coolly, tossing his race gloves onto the counter.

She crossed her arms beneath her still-zipped-down jumpsuit and tilted her head. “If you’re talking about your new blonde fan—she was quite persistent.”

“I wasn’t talking about her.”

“Oh? Then who?” Her tone was sweet. Too sweet.

He stepped closer. “You know exactly who.”

“Alonso needed a little luck that’s all.” She stood her ground, staring him back with a smirk.

“Too bad he’s not faster than me.”

The next moments were a blur—her back met the wall, his hands on either side of her face. His mouth crashed onto hers with unrelenting force, sending a shockwave of electricity down her spine. He didn’t touch her zipper. He didn’t need to. The heat of the kiss said enough.

He pulled away, staring at his masterpiece with a proud little smile on his face. Stéphanie raised one eyebrow and turned around to face a mirror, wondering what he was being so smug for all of a sudden.

“Kimi!” Stéphanie blinked, stunned—flushed, lips tingling, breath caught somewhere in her chest. Her hands instantly went to her neck and chest, making sure the red and purple marks on her skin were what she thought it was. “Figured I’d give you a reason to cover up.” He casually shrugged in the back.

Kimi didn’t wait for a response. He tossed a folded team sweatshirt onto the nearby couch and turned toward the door. “Put that on before I change my mind and drag you back to Monaco right now.”

Stéphanie stared after him for a long moment, pulse racing. Then, slowly, she reached for the sweatshirt and tugged it on, the hem hanging past her hips and completely swallowing the open front of her suit. She smiled to herself.

“Well played, Iceman.”

They walked out of the motorhome hand in hand, past Fernando and past the Mercedes girl, who’s eyes widened at the sight of the very visible marks on Stéphanie’s neck. “Just so you know,” he muttered, voice low enough for only her to hear, “if I wanted fake, I’d order a mannequin. Yours are real. I’d take that over silicone any day.”

Stéphanie stared at him with wide eyes and a shocked smile while Kimi just kept walking, face straight but a small smirk forming.

[k0juki]

Please I am begging on my hands and knees for a "she fell first and he fell harder" trope with Kimi Raikkonen

Love it.🩷

Kimi Räikkönen x fem!reader

English is not my first language so feel free to point out any mistakes or errors!

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It all started with eye contact. When she looked at the other side of the conference room, and he sat here. At first, he didn't even notice, how could he, the room was filled with a lot of people and him, being the famous Iceman, he was just ignoring everything and everyone that he felt like ignoring. Not a big of deal.

But when he did notice her, it was when the Mclaren team told him that she would be his new partner as a rookie for the new season, and gosh, she was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen.

After a few weeks, he started to notice the little things she did. How her eyes were following his every move, the way she always had her beautiful smile just for him, even though he never reciprocated the gesture back. 

And when the weather started to get hot, she would always sacrifice her last ice-cream to give it to Kimi, because she knew that he would enjoy it better. She just wanted to make him smile.

He started to notice, and he felt a bit dumb, because of how long it took him, to maybe, just maybe, to feel something. Something so small that he could feel. This tingling feeling in his chest, something that he only felt in her presence, and to say, he was a bit scared.

He felt her eyes. And he couldn't stop, he knew it. He knew that if he looks down at her big, doe eyes, he's going to lose it, he will feel it. The love that flows in her veins like poison, and he desperately needs every drop of it.

And Y/n? She knew that she was gone the moment when they first met. How he was towering over her. "I'm Y/n, it's nice to meet you." She spoke with a warm feeling in her voice and extended her hand for him to shake. She knew that she liked him.

It was bwoach moment for Kimi, literally. He took her hand in his, in firm, but somehow soft grip and squeezed her hand. Her hand so much smaller than his, and he couldn't help but stare. This was that piece he was missing, the one, that he didn't found in anyone else, but her.

"Kimi" he answered, with blush on his face and red neck. She was amazing, he couldn't denied that, even if he tried. The whole Mclaren team watched how smitten he was for her, even though they just only exchanged names.

It was a new start for both of them.

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ynuser somebody needed that ice cream more🧊

↳ kimimatiasraikkonen I'm gonna buy you a whole new pack if you say

user8 HuH? You feel that energy??

↳ynuser you'd eat it all anyway

user7 I love them!!

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Requests are open!

Omg? Two posts in one day? 🤭

Also the pictures is not mine! Credit goes to owners!

[cheriladycl01]

Could you do fic for Kimi Raikkonen with wife reader where she and their child being passenger prince and princess and he just brought them everywhere they want to go just to spend time together? Just something fluff and romantic. Tag me later. Thanks!!

All my time - Kimi Räikkönen x Wife! Reader + Child

Plot: You and your son, want to go shopping but of course you need your big manly husband to drive and escort you round the shops and carry your bags for you. And who is he to say no…

Credit to invisibleicewands for the GIF

"Baby, me and Arvo want to go shopping" you say to your husband and you dress up your little boy. You had him in a little racing jacket that Fernando's Kimoa line had made for him.

"Mmmmm!" he nods, watching the football on the TV not having actually taken in what you said.

"Hunny, I said we are going shopping!" you smile, patting at his arm a little to grab his attention more.

"Oh! I'll grab the keys then!" he nods turning the TV off and going to the kitchen counter. He grabs the keys to his car, before grabbing the snack bag.

He pulls you into a soft kiss before jogging down to the steps.

He goes to the car before you and your son Arvo setting up for the pair of you. He adds your blanket that he always kept in the boot of the car to the front seat and another one in the back by the car seat for your son.

He brings forward the water bottles and then puts the bag of snacks he grabbed in the footwell.

"Come on Arvo" you ask nicely as the toddler kicks at his shoes that he didn't want to put on.

"Mummy will buy you some new dinosaurs, yeah?" you ask looking down at him and he nods letting you slip the trainer on. You help him into it them and he grabs your hand. You walk to the garage opening the back door of the car, lifting him up into his car seat.

"Which Dinosaur will you get today?" you ask as you start to loop his arms through the double cross seat belt.

"Biggg Grrrrr" he says making some hand gestures that didn't look like anythi ng specific, just waving them around.

"Gonna get a scary one yeah. We'll have to make room on your shelf or daddy will have to put a new one in!" you smile as you finally buckle him up.

"I want cars too" he asks looking at you and you nod before kissing his forehead.

You jog round the front of the car, lifting the blanket up before sliding in and putting the blanket over you before crossing your seatbelt over and clicking it in place.

"Lets go!" you smile. You wrap the blanket tighter around you, Kimi's hand goes under the blanket just to place it gently on your thigh. He drives round the streets with one hand on the wheel and another on your leg.

You sip on your drink making light conversation with both Kimi and Arvo. Asking them what they had in mind for today, Arvo asking to go for ice-cream and the park. Kimi quietly asked if you could go to a sports bar to watch the race that started at 5pm.

You really wanted to go into Reiss to get the new x Mclaren line. You'd been a Mclaren fan, even when you first met Kimi you were a Mclaren fan, and you worked with them when you were younger as a PR manager before you met Kimi.

You guys went to the shopping center, Kimi and Arvo walked around watching as you picked stuff out that you wanted. Kimi held onto every bag you had from every store while you held hands with Arvo, he of course was a mummy's boy.

After lots of shopping, you and Kimi it would be best to tire Arvo out as much as possible before you went to the sports bar so he could sleep well.

When you pull up to the park, you'd grabbed the back of snacks, while Kimi took your son out letting him down softly onto the gravel. He opens the boot grabbing the blanket, football and emergency bag to take with him.

You take a walk around the lake that centered the park, Arvo was fascinated by the wildlife around him. He watched as the swans gilded through the water and when Kimi held him close enough to the water screeched in delight when his sight caught onto the large fish in there.

Halfway on the walk, Arvo had seen a bright pink ice-cream stand that immediately drew his interest in. He tried to run ahead of you and Kimi, but his father was quick to scoop him up onto his shoulder and hold him up there as you all went to get the frozen dessert.

You found a place to lay the blanket down and enjoy your ice-cream while it was still cold and un-melted.

Luckily Kimi had brought wipes with him, which with a toddler with a messy eating style was widely worth it and you both wiped around his chocolatey mouth getting rid it all.

The afternoon was spent you lounging around on the blanket reading a book Kimi had made sure to pack for you while he played football with your son. You sometimes gazed up looking at the pair, both flushed from the activeness of what they were doing.

As it started to get colder Kimi could tell you were starting to feel it and your son was getting sleepy. You decided to make the walk back to the park entrance. Kimi once again taking your son on his shoulders bouncing him every now and then making a small yet tired giggle reply.

You strapped him in the car while Kimi packed away, you tucked your boy under a blanket giving him his Dino teddy he so conveniently named Lando after his favorite driver.

You came in meeting Kimi at the same time both setting up for the drive to the bar, Arvo sleeping the whole way and being such a good boy. He was never a problem for you or Kimi, it really made you both want to try for another.

As you got to the bar, you and Kimi quietly woke up Arvo who had a newfound energy from his power nap in the back of the car able to watch the race.

He loved F1, and even though he was a little too young for karting rn, Kimi desperately wanted to coach his son. You all watched on, Arvo getting excited whenever the orange cars came up on screen.

Some people in the bar as per usual recognized you guys, however all remained respectful just happy to be watching a race with and F1 icon.

After the night was all wrapped up with a Redbull win and a double Mclaren podium that made you very very happy, Kimi drove you all home. Exhausted from the day both you and your son had fallen asleep on the car ride home.

And Kimi, he couldn't be happier with his life and his passenger princess and prince.

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[jungwnies]

my pillow | kimi räikkönen

୨ৎ : featuring : bf!kimi x fem!reader ୨ৎ : synopsis (requested by anon) : kimi thinks your chest makes the perfect pillow

୨ৎ : genre : fluff ୨ৎ : word count : 319

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ᡣ𐭩 a/n : yall im running out of kimi photos lmfao... 😭

you were minding your own business, really, just laying on the couch, half-reading a book, half-dozing off, when a heavy weight dropped onto your chest.

“kimi,” you groaned, arms twitching at your sides, “you’re not a cat.”

“mmm,” he hummed, clearly unbothered, nose nudging right into the dip between your breasts like it was his god-given right. “comfy.”

“you’re using me as a pillow again,” you pointed out, eyebrows raised, your voice more amused than annoyed.

“and?” came the gruff reply, muffled against your skin.

you squirmed a little. “i can’t breathe, kimi.”

“cruel world,” he muttered dramatically, though it was still very kimi in delivery. dry, low, and unimpressed. “can’t even bury my face in the chest of the woman i love without getting yelled at.”

you snorted. “oh please.”

“no, really,” he continued, completely deadpan, “it’s tragic. should be a basic human right.”

“you’re ridiculous.”

“and oppressed,” he added with a sigh, rubbing his nose in further like he was trying to make a point. “very oppressed.”

you laughed, fingers going to his hair to give it a teasing tug. “poor baby. want me to call the UN?”

“don’t need the UN,” kimi grumbled, lifting his head just enough to glare at you with those ice-blue eyes. “i’ll bite.”

you blinked. “you’ll what—”

before you could finish, he was already lunging forward with playful nips at your collarbone, trailing them down toward your cleavage with surprising precision for someone pretending to sulk.

“kimi!” you squealed, trying to push him off, but he only grinned, a rare, mischievous thing, and bit lightly again, just to prove his point.

“you tease me, i bite. it’s only fair.”

“you’re insufferable.”

“and yet,” he said, smirking against your skin, “you let me stay.”

you sighed dramatically, even as you curled an arm around him. “that’s the real tragedy.”

but you didn’t move him. not even a little.

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[nandolonso]

Title: Nights like this (Kimi Räikkönen x Reader)

Warnings: Kimi catches you dancing, mostly fluff, a little bit of stress, and sweet-sweet Kimi.

I want a man like this. When will God hear me out?! T_T

Word count: around 1500

English is not my main language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes. I'm also sorry for the picture and the blurred wife, but I wanted to set the mood. PLEASEFORGIVEME.

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“Y/N,” Kimi called out your name. His voice broke the silence three times in the last 30 seconds. But nothing. No answer. Not even a little sound. Nothing. Weird.

However, you didn’t hear a thing. You were at the bottom of your shared house, inside the study with headphones on. Although, you could have chosen not to work thanks to Kimi, for some reason you still didn't want to “live that up”. You wanted to bring something to the table, and you wouldn't have been able to sit on your butt all day anyway. So, you worked. A little too much these days. All week. All month. And let’s add plural to the end of those words.

The last period has been particularly difficult for you. You had to work with a lot of clients as an account manager. And sometimes (well mostly), your bosses were assholes. More than once, Kimi almost went to your workplace to finally put them in their place and burn that place to the fuckin’ ground. But you always shut him down for some stupid reason. Even though, they would deserve it. Because all you've wanted to do lately is quit. You were burnt out, you were tired. But at least you had one thing in your life that was worth everything: Kimi.

You couldn't tell how grateful you were for him. Although everyone called him “The Iceman”, you didn't know that side of him at all. Yes, he was honest, straightforward, sometimes grumpy, but never towards you. With you he was always kind, loving and understanding. He hated everyone but you. And he showed it to you. More than anyone else ever had, he showed you what it truly meant to love: genuinely and unconditionally.

Kimi furrowed his eyebrows as he pushed himself away from the kitchen counter – where he had prepared everything for your dinner together – and headed downstairs. He was worried about you as you didn’t reply to him, and he hadn't heard anything from the study for a while now. He didn't want to admit it to himself, but for some reason it gave him an incredible sense of calmness to hear you rattle around even when you were “quiet”. He adored you, in a way that sometimes it scared him.

Meanwhile, before you knew it, you stood up from your working table with your headphones on and started to dance. The beat was infectious to you, closing your eyes, you imagined the whole place was yours. You moved with confidence, spinning, and striding gracefully, bending low and rising up with a flick of your hair, your hips swaying side to side. Completely lost in the tunes, you danced like no one was watching.

But someone was watching, and it was Kimi. He leaned to the doorframe as the scene unfolded in front of his eyes: your carefree and confident side surfacing. His mouth went dry, and he felt rooted to the spot as he watched you. Even in just sweatpants and a sports bra on, he’d never seen you look more beautiful or more captivating. Or sexier… He swallowed hard and tried to ignore the sensation which started to take over his body.

He didn't want to bother you, but he couldn't take his eyes off you. He heard the tunes from your earphones, as it was blasting at full volume. He recognized that “girly music” (as he called it) from TikTok. He suppressed a smile, secretly loving when you watched those stupid videos next to him and laughed like a fuckin’ maniac. He loved your laugh.

Song after song, you put on a full show for your (not-so) imaginary audience. When you finally spun around and opened your eyes, you saw Kimi leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest, his eyes glinting with amusement.

Even though you’d been together a long time, a blush crept up your cheeks. You quickly yanked down your headphones, only making the music blare even louder.

“How long have you been standing there?” you asked, but Kimi didn’t answer right away. Your breath caught as his gaze held yours, those icy blue eyes now smoldering with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine.

"Long enough,” he replied in that typical Kimi tone of his, a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. You switched off your Bluetooth headphones, and the music started playing now from your phone speakers. A daring idea came to your mind.

“Dance with me,” you breathed out, extending a hand towards him.

“You know I’m not a good dancer,” he replied, his voice teasing. Lies. You both knew it; he was a much better dancer than he let on. You loved those moments when you’d both get a little tipsy and end up pressed close, unable to keep your hands off each other.

He shook his head a little bit, then sighed. After a few seconds, he pushed away from the doorframe and moved towards you, his gaze meeting yours. Your heart raced as he reached your side, taking your hand and placing his other firmly on the small of your back: his fingers splaying out between your lower back and…

He pulled you close, and you instantly melted into his touch, a soft sigh escaping as you began to sway together to the music. He led you effortlessly… Not a good dancer. Right. What a lie… The way he held you made your skin tingle.

It started right at your lower back, where he touched you. Then, the sensation slowly started to work its way all over your body. From head to toe, like a poison that spreads through your veins. That sweet, hypnotic, deadly toxin that you couldn't get enough of. Because when it came to Kimi, nothing was ever enough. You wanted more. More. To take and possess. And that feeling deep down scared you because no one had ever had that effect on you. It was intoxicating and something you never wanted to let go of. And you won’t because Kimi felt the same way about you.

As you looked up into his eyes, the song Nights Like This began to play, and suddenly, it felt as if the air had been sucked out of the room as the lyrics were written just for this moment.

Hold my hand until we turn to ashes...

Kimi’s gaze softened, his fingers pressing a little more firmly into the small of your back, holding your other hand tenderly with his. The way you looked at each other, the way your breaths mingled, it almost turned your world upside down. No matter how long you've known each other, that feeling never changed.

Love me 'til they put me in my casket...

Your heart skipped, feeling a rush of something deep and unspoken passing between the two of you.

I got all these feelings that I'm maskin’...

You wondered if he felt it, too: that quiet ache, the vulnerability the words held.

You let out a soft breath, barely above a whisper as you were singing the song, “Can I lay it on you? That’s what I’m askin”’.

And without saying a word, Kimi pulled you even closer, as if his answer was already there, steady and clear in his embrace.

You stayed like that with the song all the way through, completely intertwined with each other and swaying softly. When the song ended and another began, you pulled back just enough to look up into his eyes.

“Kimi,” you whispered.

“Kultsi?” he replied, a slight smirk tugging at his lips –barely there, but somehow, always present just for you.

“I love you so much… I hope you know that” you murmured, leaning deeper into his touch, feeling the last of your stress melt away. With him, you felt completely at peace, blissfully content.

“I love you more,” he replied, and leaned down to kiss you with the same impulse. He was more a man of action than talk anyway. He grabbed the back of your neck as he pulled you closer and deepened the kiss. His mouth sweetly explored yours, brushing his tongue against yours.

You pulled him even closer, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him back as if your life depended on it. Dinner was waiting in the next room, getting colder by the second, but he didn’t care; right now, you were all he wanted. You were the meal he craved. Even starved.

With a swift, effortless movement, he slid his hands under your thighs and lifted you, and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist, laughing as you pulled him closer.

He looked at you, his eyes alight with something deeper. That laugh...

“I love you,” he murmured again, his voice almost a growl, and carried you over to the worktable. He nearly swept your things to the floor, but you stopped him, quickly moving your laptop and phone aside. After all, you’d need those later…

You let out a soft chuckle as you did so and when you turned back, you could see his eyes darken with something. It made the air stuck in your lungs.

“And I’m going to show you just how much,” he whispered hoarsely and began to slowly undress you…

[blue1amory]

Think i need someone older || KR7

Pairing: Kimi Räikkönen x reader

Summary: you fell in love with Kimi and you ain’t afraid to let the entire world know with your new song

Request: yes

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Think I need someone older

Just a little bit colder

Take the weight off your shoulders

Think I need someone older

Developing a romantic attachment to a man of 43 years of age was a deviation from the anticipated trajectory of your life. However, this paradigm shift in your emotional landscape transpired through your association with Kimi Räikkönen. In the course of your relationship, Räikkönen served as an influential catalyst in altering your worldview, instilling a newfound zest for existence, and enabling you to relish life to its fullest potential in his company. This transformational experience has underscored the notion that, in various facets of existence, the accrual of wisdom and experience with age tends to augment the overall quality of one's journey.

Baby

Am I your little secret

18

I'm old enough to keep it

Certainly, the inception of your romantic entanglement with Kimi Räikkönen, when you were merely 18 years old, was not devoid of its initial tribulations. The genesis of your relationship was marred by a divisive sentiment among the fans, who, perhaps fueled by preconceived notions, castigated you with accusations of being a "gold digger." This unjust aspersion drew the ire of an ardent section of the racing aficionados.

Nonetheless, a transformative moment emerged from the crucible of adversity, catalyzed by a remarkable display of devotion. When Räikkönen found himself ensnared in the throes of a harrowing accident, your ardent sprint towards him on the racetrack evoked a profound shift in public sentiment. This singular act of courage, emblematic of your genuine affection, played a pivotal role in quelling the animosity harbored by detractors. The very fabric of antipathy began to unravel, allowing for a gradual reconciliation with the fans.

Simultaneously, the invasive intrusion of the paparazzi, constantly shadowing your relationship, posed its own set of challenges. In response to this relentless media scrutiny, a succinct yet remarkably effective defense mechanism emerged in the form of Räikkönen's characteristic phrase, "bwoah." This single word served as a deftly wielded tool, a simple utterance that acted as a shield against intrusive inquiries and unfounded speculation, preserving the sanctity of your private life.

Intriguingly, your commitment to discretion became emblematic of your relationship's underlying strength. Every nuance and facet of your journey together was meticulously safeguarded, cultivating an aura of enigmatic intimacy. Your collective ability to shield the intricacies of your romance from the prying eyes of the world underscored a profound connection built upon mutual trust and a shared understanding of the importance of maintaining personal boundaries in the public sphere.

Yeah, guys my age just aren't the same

I'm young and that's okay

The emergence of romantic affection for Kimi Räikkönen, rather than individuals within one's peer group, might indeed be rooted in a complex interplay of personal circumstances. The notion of "daddy issues" suggests a potential underpinning for this unconventional romantic inclination. It is conceivable that these familial dynamics, impacting one's emotional landscape and interpersonal preferences, played a role in the receptivity to Kimi Räikkönen's overture for a romantic rendezvous.

In the context of an individual's romantic choices, the decision to accept Räikkönen's invitation for a date could be construed as emblematic of a multifaceted interplay between personal history and present circumstances. It is plausible that past experiences and familial dynamics, typified by the aforementioned "daddy issues," contributed to a unique receptiveness to Räikkönen's advances. In essence, this choice may be reflective of a desire for an alternative dynamic in relationships, one perhaps divergent from conventional expectations associated with age compatibility.

However, it is imperative to exercise caution when ascribing causality to such matters, as human emotions and romantic preferences often stem from a myriad of factors. The complexities of human psychology and interpersonal relationships defy singular explanations, warranting a comprehensive understanding that acknowledges the interplay of diverse influences on matters of the heart.

Think I need someone older

Just a little bit colder

Take the weight off your shoulders

Think I need someone older

Subsequent to the stabilization of emotions and the subsiding of initial fervor, a strategic decision emerged to gradually unveil the contours of your romantic liaison to the public domain, as executed through Kimi Räikkönen's Instagram account. This calculated disclosure allowed for a window into the profundity of your affectionate attachment to the enigmatic Formula One driver, Kimi Räikkönen. A visual testament to your unwavering love, discernible in the depths of your eyes, was conveyed to a global audience through these curated snapshots of your shared moments.

The portrayal of your relationship assumed an iconic status, representing a narrative that transcended mere personal experience. It cast the dynamic between you and Kimi as a united front, facing the world in harmonious tandem. In the eyes of the duo, an implicit pact to confront life's challenges together had been forged, and this narrative underscored a prevailing "you two against the world" ethos that permeated your shared existence.

It is noteworthy that, beyond the immediate confines of your partnership, a burgeoning community of enthusiasts, captivated by your union, emerged. The phenomenon of "shipping," a manifestation of fan-generated adulation, found expression through the creation of fan accounts dedicated to chronicling public appearances where the two of you were sighted. These fan-driven platforms served to further solidify the mythos of your relationship, elevating it from a private affair to a cultural touchstone with a global following. In this manner, your connection transcended the confines of the personal to become a shared experience, emblematic of love and unity celebrated by a fervent community of admirers.

Darlin'

Hold me while you wipe my tears

Fallin'

You say I'm wise beyond my years

Maintaining a romantic relationship with Kimi Räikkönen proved to be a complex journey, marked by numerous challenges. The emotional toll was evident, as there were occasions when tears were shed due to personal insecurities and the negativity projected onto the relationship by external forces. Nevertheless, the presence of Kimi offered solace during these turbulent times. He assumed the role of a comforting figure, consistently prepared to assuage emotional distress by assuring you of your intrinsic beauty, discouraging the indulgence of tears for seemingly trivial matters.

In times of self-doubt and self-loathing, Kimi's unwavering support became a crucial pillar of the relationship. His commitment to bolstering your self-esteem transcended conventional measures. Even if it entailed the consumption of an entire bottle of vodka to dispel the doubts that plagued your self-image, Kimi remained resolute in his pursuit of ensuring that you embraced your body unconditionally. This unwavering commitment to fostering self-love and self-acceptance, even through unconventional means, underscored the depth of his dedication to your well-being and the relationship as a whole.

Yeah, guys my age just aren't the same

I'm young and that's okay

The disapproval of your parents regarding your relationship with an older man, Kimi, was a source of significant familial tension. In an attempt to divert your affections, they endeavored to arrange introductions with individuals of your own age group. However, these endeavors proved fruitless, as your unwavering commitment to your relationship with Kimi remained steadfast. The underlying rationale for your steadfastness may be attributed to your perception of a tangible future with Kimi, a vision conspicuously absent when contemplating potential partnerships with peers of your age.

It is conceivable that the discord between your parents and yourself, stemming from your relationship choices, led to a breakdown in communication, resulting in a cessation of contact between you and your parents. Nevertheless, unbeknownst to them, this newfound distance brought about a sense of contentment in your life. Dating Kimi facilitated a liberating sensation, akin to a burden being lifted from your shoulders. This emotional liberation translated into an increased sense of relaxation and an amplified feeling of being cherished and accepted, which you had not previously experienced to the same extent in your prior dating experiences.

Think I need someone older

Just a little bit colder

Take the weight off your shoulders

Think I need someone older

Upon the revelation of your relationship with Kimi Räikkönen to the public, a portion of individuals chose to distance themselves from you, citing your union as a source of disgrace. Nevertheless, these disparaging remarks and criticisms failed to sway your resolve, primarily due to the unwavering support and acceptance you found within Kimi's circle of Formula One acquaintances. These friends extended their hospitality and camaraderie to you without reservation, abstaining from any negative commentary, whether in your presence or behind your back.

The Formula One associates of Kimi proved to be a pillar of emotional solace during a period marked by public scrutiny and judgment. Their capacity to overlook external opinions and embrace you as a vital addition to Kimi's life underscored their genuine happiness at witnessing Kimi's newfound contentment. The visible improvements in Kimi's demeanor, characterized by increased smiles and enhanced sociability, were apparent to his Formula One comrades, leading them to acknowledge the positive impact you had on his life. This collective perspective precluded any animosity or ill will towards you, as your role in enhancing Kimi's well-being was celebrated and appreciated within the close-knit Formula One community.

I know I'm younger

As your lover

But I've always wanted a man

For the summer

Age is a number

My dear, I know you'll understand

A predominant source of your insecurities within the context of your relationship with Kimi Räikkönen was the substantial age gap that existed between you, with Kimi being 43 years old and yourself merely 18, resulting in a notable age differential of 25 years. This age disparity undoubtedly contributed to a sense of self-doubt and apprehension, as it represented a conspicuous difference in life experiences, worldviews, and stages of personal development between the two of you.

Furthermore, your self-critique extended to moments when you found yourself engaging in rapid and seemingly unnecessary discourse, fostering self-disdain for such perceived behavior. Additionally, instances of playfulness towards Kimi would trigger self-criticism within you. However, it is noteworthy that through open and constructive dialogue between both parties, you successfully addressed and resolved these sources of internal strife. This dialogue allowed both you and Kimi to articulate your respective viewpoints and opinions, fostering understanding and mutual acceptance.

A significant outcome of these discussions was the establishment of a communication rule, which mandated the transparent sharing of thoughts and concerns when something weighed on either of your minds. This rule served as a mechanism for the healthy expression of thoughts and emotions within the relationship, ultimately promoting a greater sense of understanding and harmony between you and Kimi.

Think I need someone older

The profound bond between Kimi Räikkönen's parents, Paula and Matti, and yourself bore the semblance of a familial connection that transcended conventional in-law relationships. The depth of their affection for you was palpable, fostering a sense of belonging and acceptance that extended beyond mere formality. In Kimi's eyes, this genuine connection was a source of contentment and satisfaction, as he cherished the harmonious relationship that had developed between you and his parents.

Kimi's proactive efforts to facilitate interactions between you and his parents reflected his eagerness to nurture this bond. Whenever his demanding racing schedule allowed, he would arrange gatherings to enable all parties to spend quality time together. These occasions were not only a testament to his affection for you but also a demonstration of his desire to cultivate a meaningful connection between you and his family.

Even during those periods when Kimi was engrossed in his racing commitments and physical distance prevented your presence, either Paula or Matti would make the effort to reach out to you, providing assistance and unwavering support. The profound admiration and appreciation you held for Kimi's parents were unmistakable, as they consistently demonstrated a caring and supportive presence in your life. Their role as surrogate parents had a profound impact on you, solidifying their place in your heart and evoking a profound sense of gratitude.

Think I need someone older

Just a little bit colder

Take the weight off your shoulders

Think I need someone older

The permanence and unwavering commitment within your relationship with Kimi Räikkönen became evident through your steadfast determination to maintain the status quo. This enduring connection between the two of you bore the hallmark of a soulmate relationship, one that seemed preordained in the grand tapestry of life's journey. Despite occasional challenges and moments of disconnect when Kimi could metaphorically be likened to a pen lacking the ink to write, your profound love for him remained unshaken.

The impending decision to formalize your union in matrimony, scheduled within the upcoming week, serves as a testament to the depth of your affection and devotion. The act of marrying Kimi reflects not only your love for him but also your unwavering belief in the enduring nature of your bond. This significant milestone in your relationship signifies a commitment to a shared future, further solidifying the profound connection that has bound you and Kimi together in a manner akin to soulmates destined to cross paths in this lifetime.

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╰┈➤ You’re retired F1 boyfriend teasing you when you’re shy that they ate you out

Feat :: Nico Rosberg, Sebastian Vettel, Kimi Räikkönen, Mika Häkkinen, Jenson Button, Mark Webber

Genre :: Crack, suggestive

Request :: Can you make text messages in which the drivers ate you, and the reader is shy and the drivers tease her? (can you please have two parts with drivers in the grid and with those who have retired ?) 🫠❤️

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