#kimi raikkonen x male reader

[thekoalapastriesbakery]

RED CARPET

trans ftm!formula one x actor!male!reader

request: Can you do trans drivers x actor male reader where the trans drivers are male reader husband and male reader going on premier of his movie looking sexy alot of people are simping for him he looks like a DILF and trans drivers is getting jealous because they think people will try to steal male reader away from him -🐨

summary: your boyfriend gets jealous when you're at a premiere.

warnings: swearing, jealous!drivers, mentions of pregnancy/kids (gabi, kimi), suggestive content (lando, oscar, yuki), insecurity/dysphoria (paul), mild mention of needles/hrt (yuki)

contains: gabriel bortoleto, kimi raikkonen, lando norris, oscar piastri, paul aron, + yuki tsunoda

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author’s note: short n probably a bit repetitive but i hope you like it!

comments + reblogs appreciated!

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[spoonfulofmilo]

Hi

Could you do headcannons for Kimi Raikkonen x journalists!male!reader please

Thanks

kimi! kimi! kimi!

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kimi raikkonen x journalist!male!reader

The only one who can get more than 10 words out of him at a time

Long interviews

You’re one of the few people who actually respects his space and thats why he loves you

Kimi is so loyal

Will fight journalists on your behalf

Lot of silence between you too

But good silence

Dry sarcastic banter baby!

Kimi’s love language is subtle physical touch or just making sure you’re looked after

Slipping a snack into your bag, a hand on your shoulder, ect

Kimi will protect you from fans

Even though he acts like he doesnt want to

Y’all know each others body language so well

I take it back - love language acts of service or quiet time

Lots of drives together

Undercover dates

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[milessunflowers]

I have had a vision (or hallucination) of a certain Argentinian by the name of Franco Colapinto and male!Finnish!reader. Reader is a rookie driver for like Red Bull or Ferrari and he's REALLY quiet and reserved. In fact, it takes him a grand total of 6 race weeks for him to actually speak to the press with even a single word, team radio is just a tiny bit better. Franco is the unofficial translator.

Many thanks!

THIS I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS OMG

franco colapinto x closed off!male!reader

synopsis: everyone thought oscar was kimi raikkonen 2.0, that is until you joined the grid and only talked to franco

author's note: this pairing is too good since franco seems to talk a lot and so if you can't (or don't want) find the words, he's got you covered!! did project a tiny bit abt him helping you with the talking 😅 oops

you joined late in the season to replace checo, like around the same time franco joined

you didn't cause problems and really kept to yourself

you talked to max but only when it was you and him because otherwise it would be either: a. too overwhelming around everybody, or b. you weren't interested

once the idea that you have franco to talk to again really sinks in (you guys are dating ofc so obviously you would talk to him), you are always by his side

you aren't very loud when you talk but just loud enough for franco to hear

you slowly warm up to the other drivers and start talking with them bit by bit (starting with alex, valterri, and guanyu) before you start talking to the likes of lando and even oscar

you still refuse to speak an utter word to the press

you don't like most of them and will only give off the record interviews to the less intimidating (and by intimidating, i mean annoying or out of line) reporters

a lot of the time, franco is with you to help you speak just a fraction

turns out you still will only say a few words to the press

short one word answers that don't help them at all

a lot think you are rude

others are like, holy fuck, kimi? is that you??

you don't really care what others think of you though

if you don't want to talk, then you aren't going to

and franco fully supports you

he is always there to do the talking for you when you can't/won't

plus he absolutely loves talking so he's always down to ramble on

he is literally considered your translator and as a joke one time, sky sports put his title as "l/n's translator"

that is now what his instagram bio reads

you find it ridiculous but if franco's happy with it, hey, rock on

sometimes, on occasion to like nico r, you give full length sentences

but that's if you had a good race and aren't exhausted

but like i said, it's super rare so when it does happen, the media/fans go crazy but you really aren't bothered by it

franco is so happy/proud when you do talk on your own because no matter how much he loves helping you, he likes that you can do it yourself to

a lot of the time, he helps encourage you to speak more on your own but there are just times where you physically can't speak

so your face is just blank and unreadable, kind of like you are disassociating

thats when franco steps back in to help kind of coach you through it, even tho light a lot has to do with you not wanting to talk to some of them

you will, however write down what you want to say and hand it to them before following after franco

turns out, they didn't know you despise having to talk to (most of) them

they were upset, obviously

but what were they going to do? force you to? franco would just be the one to talk

and franco would talk and talk and flirt

which distracted them enough for you to sneak back to the redbull garage where you hide in your drivers room until you can leave

franco is the one who really talks to the press/uses socials/talks to fans because you also get really overwhelmed with all of it

you never got used to it even though you've been doing this for years

and franco never gets upset and is so patient and understanding when it comes to you talking

he never pressures you unless he can tell you need some help getting started

then he's helping in any way possible

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[lilliezzzzz-fics]

Coffee and Sunshine !

pairing: kimi raikkonen x reader author's note: written w/ male reader in mind + reader is intended to be a driver, its gender neutral though, slightly autistic coding in kimi, this is v much not how I usually write though warnings: a little ooc sorry >_> word count: 1.5k

The morning sun gleams down at you as you walk toward the busy Ferrari stall, bathing in the warmth it provides. You let out a contented sigh as you enter the building, a comforting scent of coffee fills the air. The room is filled with chatter and people, although not uncomfortably so. You walk through the locale, eyes scanning around to find your teammate, Kimi, though to no avail. Unsurprisingly, he’s not present. You honestly expect him not to be. Social interactions, especially crowded places, was never quite his thing.

With your thoughts enveloping your mind, you walk towards the coffee machine, the bitter scent growing stronger as you approach it. You grab a mug and slide it underneath the machine. With a press of a button, the machine whirrs to life, spitting out the caffeinated liquid into your cup.

Once it’s finished, you grab the mug with both of your hands. It’s warm in your grasp, spreading said warmth throughout your entire body. You let yourself enjoy it for a mere moment before you begin to walk away. You walk to find Kimi.

Your shoes clack against the marbled stairs as you make your way up to the top of the building. An eerie quiet accompanies your steps, unsettling in a way you can't quite place. Perhaps you’ve grown to enjoy the chatty atmosphere of the Ferrari staff. Not that it’s worth thinking about now.

You reach the end of the staircase, greeted by a door with windows, a dimmed light shining through them, casting a streak of yellow onto you. You creak open the door, the light breeze welcoming you outside. As you step out, you tighten your grip around your mug, the door closing behind you. You glance around the roof, finding it empty, but one person catches your sight.

“Kimi! Here you are,” You exclaim brightly, a smile decorating your face. “I thought you’d disappeared.”

You walk toward him, he’s seated on a lonesome chair, his head leaning on his palm. He lets out a soft huff at your exclamation. He remains silent as you drag a chair to sit beside him, not complaining or even greeting you.

“Is this where you spend your time before races? Before driving?” You ask, your eyes resting on his face.

“Yeah.” He replies dryly.

“You should bring coffee next time. Like, coffee and sunshine.” Now, you let your eyes flee to the sky, absorbing the scenery in a way you hadn’t before. Admiring the calm atmosphere before the chaos of the race.

“Maybe.” His replies remain one-worded, his eyes as far away as you’d usually see them.

You don’t feel the need to fill the space with conversation, letting the two of you bathe in the silence; the calm and serene that felt unusual, yet welcome.

Once again you find yourself searching for Kimi’s presence, your coffee cup in hand as you creak the rooftop’s door open. Your eyes scan the place, the chilly breeze grazing over your cheek in greeting. You let the wind embrace you for a while longer til you let your gaze drift around. The rooftop is as empty as the first time, save for one person sitting by the railing—Kimi. This time, you saw his hands cupping something that looked like a mug.

Your shoes thump softly against the rocky flooring beneath them, your steps almost inaudible in contrast to the words of the wind. You walk up beside Kimi, sitting yourself on a chair placed perfectly beside him.

“You took my advice; you have coffee with you this time.” Your words cut through the silence, yet they’re welcomed by the Finn.

“Yeah. It’s nice.” He spoke in response, his hands comforted by the lingering warmth emanating from the cup.

“I thought so.” You reply. A smile is evident in your tone as you do.

A huff escapes him at your words, and your smile grows into a grin.

“You don’t mind me sitting here with you, do you?” You ask, even if it’s a stupid reason. You knew he wouldn’t turn you away—you wouldn’t be here at all if he did. Yet, you ask either way.

“I don’t mind.” His reassurance comforts you, like he wants you there.

You smile and nod, turning your head to the sky once again. Today it is painted a beautiful pink, tainted with yellow and red, which drips into the horizon, fading into the morning. It’s accompanied by the crisp air that greeted you moments earlier, a chilly cold that feels welcome in moments like these. In moments where you had coffee accompanying the sunshine.

Today you were first to the rooftop, the meetings weaving into routine rather than off-hand moments interrupting it. Your coffee cup sits resting on a table you’d dragged close to the railing, a thin layer of dust covering its top moments earlier. The outside had grown even colder as of late, with you having to bring sweaters as thick as pillows to keep warm. Steam spirals from the cup, leaving faint ghostly trails behind it before the wind steals them away.

You sigh softly, contented, and happy. You grab the mug, letting it warm your palms. You sit there in silence until you hear the door to the roof creak open. Curiously, you turn your head around to find Kimi’s eyes. They’re a bit widened, his nose tinted a peachy red—presumably from the cold—and he speaks:

“You’re already here?” His voice is almost uncharacteristically soft, with small sniffles escaping him occasionally.

You can’t help but smile at the faint surprise in his voice before nodding.

“Yeah.” You affirm, bringing the cup up to your lips, sipping at it and the warmth spreading through you in a warm embrace. “Thought that since I’d come up anyway, I’d come up a bit earlier than usual.”

He hummed, walking towards you and sitting down on a chair you’d placed beside you. His rhythmic breathing left vapor in its tracks. Calm, steady breaths. He sips his coffee, his grasp on his mug tight; as if he’s deep in thought.

His eyes remain on the sky. The light blue reflected in his irises, his gaze ever so gentle.

“You okay?” Your voice interrupts his solace, concern tinging your words.

“I’m okay. Don’t worry.” He drawls, his voice slightly rasping.

Finally, the mornings had grown warm once again, and you no longer needed to bury yourself in prickly sweaters to keep yourself from freezing. Your breath no longer left trails of mist, and your fingertips or tips of your ears were not hot at every moment when you were outside either. It was relieving, with the breeze. It’s not the same kind of cold that left one shivering, but it did not leave you sweating either. It was the perfect weather for coffee.

So here you were, on the rooftop again. Your eyes closed as you let your mind drift into ease. The soft hum of the world below, mixed with the occasional flutter of wind grazing your cheek felt cozy and comforting. You took another sip of your coffee, the warmth of the liquid settling into your chest.

You’re so engraved in your own thoughts that you fail to notice the creak of the door behind you opening. Kimi walks up behind you, and his voice, although quiet, manages to startle you.

“Oh my god!” You jump slightly, your heart thumping in your chest. You look at Kimi, whose eyes also widen at your sudden jump.

“Sorry, god, you startled me.” You sigh a little bashfully, and he mutters an unintelligible apology before sitting down beside you.

The usual quiet settles over the two of you, but it’s a bit different this time. This time it feels as if it’s there to contain something unsaid, and Kimi’s tapping on the side of his mug almost confirms your suspicions.

“Is something troubling you, Kimi?” You ask, your eyes not moving from the sky.

He had been acting… Odd, as of late. The meetings on the roof were far quieter than usual, his mind always far away.

“I suppose.” His tone clipped.

“Care to share your worries?” You hum, this time turning around to face the man.

He nods, “Yeah.” It’s like he ponders what to say for a moment, opening his mouth only to close it again. Finally, he speaks up, “Wanna go out with me?”

You feel surprise fill your body, and it’s clear you don’t have a poker face either, because Kimi narrows his eyes, as if bracing for something. Heat rushes to your cheeks and you stumble over your words, spluttering out mere noises for a moment.

“I- Yes, I’d like that.” You finally string together something coherent, “Sorry, you- you caught me off-guard.”

“Oh.” He sighs, relieved, “I thought you were gonna reject me.”

You shake your head, laughing softly, “Well I didn’t. There’s no need to worry.”

He hums, nodding. “Do you still wanna do this? Will you continue to have coffee and sunshine with me?”

“Forever.”

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author's note (again): i actually enjoyed writing this one a lot! i hope u enjoyed reading it just as much :) I want to say that I do take requests so pls feel free to send one in if u have anything in mind!

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sir bear's 1k event~

sir bear’s 1k event is an event running from march 10th to march 16th. during this week long event, you can ask for head canons for any of the drivers set in any of the AUs with any themes/topics listed under the cut. please adhere to the rules below, and don’t forget to have fun!

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rules:

no sad ending angst. no crack.

happy ending angst is welcome (and encouraged).

suggestive and smut are fine, but nothing overly gratuitous.

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polyamory is okay (encouraged even!) but try not to cross leagues too much as i find it hard to write for uncommon pairings.

no more than 3 drivers per polyamorous requests.

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fics that request non-headcanon style work will be deleted.

any asks received before the starting point (00:00am GMT, march 10th) will be deleted.

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drivers/aus/themes/topics below the cut!

drivers i will write for:

abbi pulling (rodin gb3)

alex albon (williams f1)

arthur leclerc (ferrari f1)

callum ilott (prema indycar)

charles leclerc (ferrari f1)

christian mansell (ex f2)

dennis hauger (andretti global indy nxt)

dino beganovic (hitech f2)

esteban ocon (haas f1)

gabriel bortoleto (sauber f1)

george russell (mercedes f1)

zhou guanyu (ferrari f1)

isack hadjar (racing bulls f1)

jack doohan (alpine f1)

jenson button (ex f1)

josep maria “pepe” marti (campos f2)

kevin magnussen (bmw wec)

kimi antonelli (mercedes f1)

kimi raikkonen (ex f1)

lance stroll (aston martin f1)

lando norris (mclaren f1)

lewis hamilton (ferrari f1)

liam lawson (red bull f1)

logan sargeant (ex f1)

luke browning (hitech f2)

marcus armstrong (meyer shank indycar)

maximilian günther (ds penske formula e)

mick schumacher (alpine wec)

nico hulkenberg (sauber f1)

nico rosberg (ex f1)

nyck de vries (mahindra formula e)

oliver bearman (haas f1)

oscar piastri (mclaren f1)

pato o'ward (mclaren indycar)

paul aron (alpine f1)

pierre gasly (alpine f1)

robert shwartzman (prema indycar)

sam bird (mclaren formula e)

sebastian vettel (ex f1)

taylor barnard (mclaren formula e)

yuki tsunoda (racing bulls f1)

zak o'sullivan (kondo super formula)

zane maloney (lola yamaha abt formula e)

AUs i will write for (full list):

1920s (the gentleman's club)

assassin's creed (f1 x assassin's creed)

blackout (blackout)

casual magic (meowgical mishaps)

cupids (hopeless)

driver!reader (this could go for most of these ideas tbh so - also reader can drive in any motorsport you choose)

gentleman's club (the gentleman's club)

high school (the button-vettel household)

historical (regency/georgian/victorian eras only) (sargebon historical romance)

hopeless (hopeless)

hybrids (bunny boo!)

mythical hybrids (the dragon & his bear)

non-drivers (daddy x4, don't lacrosse my heart, superstar, the button-vettel household, who is logan sargeant?)

omegaverse (cinnamon & sugar)

other sports (don't lacrosse my heart)

paranormal (supernatural/paranormal f1 au)

red sight 'verse (red sight)

royal (princely duties)

steampunk (f1 steampunk au)

supernatural (supernatural/paranormal f1 au)

twitch streamer (twitch/drive)

university (don't lacrosse my heart, who is logan sargeant?)

urban fantasy (supernatural/paranormal f1 au)

themes/topics i will not write for/about (these are hard nos):

adult/child (either both are adult or both are underage)

children/kid fics

death

feederism

incest

large age gaps (10 or less is my okay spot)

periods

physical disabilities (i just don't feel confident in this, sorry)

pregnancy/mpreg (excluding breeding kink)

serious injuries (minor injuries is fine)

smut/kink topics: food kink; sensory deprivation (excluding blindfolding & choking); wax play; scat; age play (excluding daddy kink); CNC (consensual non-consent); exhibitionism/voyeurism; foot fetish; most paraphilias

teacher/student

trauma/recovering from trauma

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— INFO — hi there!! I'm Parker, I normally use she/her pronouns but you can use any really! I'm a spanish and multifandom (and an attempt to be) writer who is a bit tired of Wattpad and since I've been reading here A LOT I decided to give it a go!

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— WHO I WILL WRITE FOR —

— motosport

- f1 :: oscar piastri .. lando norris .. carlos sainz .. charles leclerc .. max verstappen .. yuki tsunoda .. pierre gasly .. kimi raikkonen (young) .. sebastian vettel (young) .. mark webber (young) .. liam lawson .. franco colapinto .. jenson button (young) .. fernando alonso (young) .. kimi antonelli .. ollie bearman .. ayrton senna (young)

- f2 :: josep maria marti .. paul aron .. dino beganovic

- motogp :: marc marquez .. alex marquez .. pecco bagnaia .. pedro acosta .. luca marini .. marco bezzechi .. fermin aldeguer .. joan mir .. maverick viñales .. fabio quartararo

— marvel

loki laufeyson .. peter parker .. clint barton .. natasha romanoff .. wanda maximoff .. pietro maximoff .. kate bishop .. yelena belova .. t'challa

— the marauders

james potter .. peter pettigrew .. remus lupin .. sirius black .. marlene mackinnon

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:: I can write smau, fluffs, smuts

:: I tend to write x reader but I'll sometimes do x oc if it's something very specific

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[thekoalapastriesbakery]

STILL ME

trans ftm!formula one x male!reader

request: Hello how are you doing I hope you are doing great and can you ftm drivers reacting to their husbands shaving his beard and their child didn't recognise him so they started crying loudly none stop and can you include lewis Hamilton,Jenson Button, Sebastian vettel, Nico rosberg and kimi raikkonen ↳🐨

summary: your baby doesn't recognise you.

warnings: mild angst to fluff, probably overboard, very mild suggestive content (seb), mild implication of autistic!seb + autistic!reader (seb)

contains: jenson button, kimi raikkonen, + sebastian vettel

word count: 1,468 (total — 412/486/570 separately)

jenson button:

jenson knew you were shaving. with summer just around the corner, your beard was getting a little too hot for comfort. your baby wasn't yet a year old. for most, if not all, of their short little life, you'd had a full set of facial hair. they had only really learned how to recognise your face with a beard.

so, when you shaved, it was a little confusing for your bub.

seeing your baby for the first time in the morning was something you were cautiously optimistic for. you'd seen the many videos online of dads shaving and then having their babies not recognise them. you had braced yourself for a bad reaction. you just hadn't quite braced yourself enough. you had expected a bit of uncertainty and maybe a little crying, because your baby was (generally) pretty friendly.

except that wasn't what happened. they saw you without a beard for the first time, took a few seconds to process, and then started scream-crying. just what you wanted first thing in the morning. jenson came barrelling into the room seconds later. it only took a moment before he burst out laughing because he realised that the baby was only crying because of your (lack of a) beard.

"so helpful, jense, thank you," you muttered sarcastically and crouched down in front of your baby's crib. softening your voice to a coo, you poked just one finger through the bars for the baby to see. "it's okay, little one. still daddy, just … without the itchy hair."

"you're welcome, love!"

jenson's cheerful comment was followed by him crouching beside you and leaning into your side. "all good, bub. see?"

turning his head, jenson gave you an over-dramatised kiss—complete with a loud mwah! sound—to show your baby that you were the same person. of the two of you, jenson had definitely cornered the "dad jokes" part of fatherhood. it wasn't that you never told any. he just insisted on saying them all. the. time. which included big overdramatic kisses for you and baby, and only you and baby.

your baby looked between the two of you for another second. you could practically see the gears turning in their little head before they finally stopped crying. quiet sniffles and hiccups filled the silence of the nursery as you stood up and lifted your now-relaxed baby into your arms.

"see? still me," you murmured, pulling a funny face as both your baby and your husband giggled.

kimi raikkonen:

kimi woke up to crying.

in the last six months or so, that had become the norm. days where he woke up before the baby were few and far between but oh so sweet. a tired grumble later, he was up and trudging down the hall to the nursery. kimi smiled slightly when he heard your voice mixed with the baby's crying. usually, a couple lines of a lullaby from you and your baby would be blinking sleepily. not today.

"morning, love."

your voice was mildly stressed, surprising kimi. though not as much as he was about to be. you turned around. suddenly, the reason for the baby's crying became quite clear to your husband.

"you shaved," he said bluntly.

"i did."

"baby doesn't like it."

a quiet huff and a roll of your eyes as you bounced the distressed infant helplessly. "you don't say."

kimi reached forward and took the baby out of your arms, pausing quickly to blow a raspberry on their tummy before settling them on his hip. he helped their little arm point at you with a small smile. "who's that?"

your baby's cries quieted once they were in the arms of someone they recognised. they looked at you cautiously. it broke your heart, seeing your own child looking at you like you were a stranger, but you understood. they were too young to appreciate the subtler differences in people's faces, so your beard had been a defining feature. now that it was gone, they may as well have never seen you before.

"that's daddy," kimi supplied, still helping the baby point at you.

your baby seemed to recognise the title and looked around hopefully. when kimi guided them back to you, they shook their little head and started crying again.

"no, baby, it's okay," you murmured, still keeping your distance so as not to spook the little one. "daddy, see?"

grabbing a nearby blanket, you lifted it to cover your mouth and nose. it was a familiar sight for the baby after many months of peek-a-boo. once they recognised the top part of your face, you slowly lowered the cloth. no sudden movements. dropping it too quickly would just make the baby—who had yet to understand the concept of object permanence—think their daddy had disappeared and been replaced by the same scary stranger. by lowering it slowly and allowing your baby to slowly add your now-clean shaven features to what they associated with you, the crying came to a slow stop.

kimi was rather amused by the whole display. on the one hand, it was sweet how far you were going to keep your baby comfortable. on the other, it was somewhat hilarious to see a grown man slowly revealing his face from behind a baby blanket.

"there we go, huh?" you smiled, tickling the baby's tummy once they would finally let you get closer without screaming. "still daddy. promise."

sebastian vettel:

sebastian had been complaining about your facial hair for weeks. sure, it was hot and you looked great, but he was getting sick of rashes on his face (and his thighs). so, you finally decided to get rid of it. the only problem was that neither of you had considered how your baby would react. at eight months old, they weren't quite at the point of recognises faces with slightly altered features. they'd still get a little confused when they saw you or seb with sunglasses or a mask.

you'd had your beard for their whole short life—literally, you'd stopped shaving after they were born—so it was understandable that the change was quite a shock for them.

your husband knew you had shaved the night before. of course he did. seb had insisted on sitting on the bathroom counter and shaving your beard himself. he claimed he was just making sure you really did get rid of it. you knew it was just an excuse for him to kiss you and touch your face a lot without feeling parent guilt. still, you didn't argue or correct him. you'd take whatever quiet time you could get together.

all of this to say that, when he awoke to your baby's cries and your distressed voice trying to comfort them, it took a total of three seconds before seb understood. instead of helping, he just laughed. it wasn't deliberate. he didn't like that either you or your baby were upset. it was just funny to him that both of you had somehow forgotten to consider how your child would feel about the change. if they were anything like either of you, you probably could've guessed that the answer would be: not well.

"stop laughing!" you called out, already carrying your baby down the hallway to the bedroom you shared with seb. "this is not funny!"

seb sighed and wiped the tears of mirth out of the corners of his eyes. when you appeared in the doorway, holding a baby who very clearly didn't want to be held by you, it took all of his willpower not to burst out laughing again.

"oh, i'm sorry, maus," seb cooed, taking the infant out of your arms and bouncing them gently. momentarily, you were distracted by the movement of his hips. "does daddy look different?"

"it's papa's fault!"

"it is not!" seb gasped dramatically. "lies and slander."

"you were the one who demanded that i shave and now our baby hates me."

in that moment, seb seemed to realise how much of a toll the situation was taking on you. your hand raked through and tugged at your hair, making you look even more dishevelled, and the signature first-time-parent dark circles under your eyes seemed more and more prominent by the minute. it wasn't hard to see how having your own child not recognise you would be … well, somewhat stressful.

"hey, maus, it's okay." seb slowly walked closer to you before leaning forward and kissing your cheek. the way he did it was overdramatised to make sure the baby would catch every movement. "it's your daddy, yes?"

after a few more tries, your little maus had calmed down enough to let you hold them again. unsurprisingly, crying so much so early in the morning had been quite tiring, and they promptly fell asleep in your arms.

smiling softly, you kissed seb's forehead. "thank you."

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author's note: thank you to milo for listening to me complain about having writer's block for ages, and thank you to r/germany for helping me find parental nicknames for german kids :D haven't done lewis + nico bc i wasn't sure how to write them accurately for this.

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I LOVE YOU, I'M SORRY

formula one x male!reader

request: reader pranking drivers with the lyrics of "i love you, i'm sorry" by gracie abrams?

summary: you decide to text your boyfriend the lyrics to i love you, i'm sorry by gracie abrams, unprompted.

warnings: swearing, very very light angst to comfort, sort of mention of hired killers? (it's part of the song), lighthearted affectionate bullying (alex, jenson, lando sort of), driver!reader (oscar), mild allusions to sh/suicide (kimi, oscar)

contains: alex albon, jenson button, kimi raikkonen, lando norris, ollie bearman, + oscar piastri

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author's note: this was hard to do without making it seem repetitive, i don't think lyric pranks are really my thing haha

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ANGER ISSUES

formula one x male!reader

request: texts where drivers find out their bf has anger issues but hid them from the drivers bcuz they didnt wanna upset them? id love if u could include oscar, lando & maybe ollie but no pressure 😚 fanks :]

summary: your boyfriend finds out you have some problems managing your temper.

warnings: swearing, violence, reader keeping secrets, mentions of reader being in therapy (kimi, oscar), mention of reader having court-ordered anger management classes (oscar), reader snaps if you squint (mick)

contains: kimi raikkonen, lando norris, mick schumacher, ollie bearman, + oscar piastri

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author's note: i'll be honest i wasn't expecting to have as much fun with this as i did, thank you bear <3

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MOODY

trans ftm!formula one x male!reader

request: can we get texts with trans!drivers being pregnant with their first child and get extremely moody can you also include lewis🙏🏼 - @nyramylove

summary: your boyfriend is pregnant and he's quite happy to make it just as much of a problem for you as it is for him

warnings: swearing, seahorse dad!drivers, pregnant!drivers, whipped!reader (jenson, seb), suggestive content (kimi (?), lewis, oscar), implied breeding kink (oscar)

contains: jenson button, kimi raikkonen, lewis hamilton, max verstappen, oscar piastri, + sebastian vettel

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author's note: seahorse dad!drivers i adore you. here you go love!

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SHOTS ARE SCARY!

trans ftm!formula one x male!reader

request: trans driver asking for help with their T-shot not because their scared but you do it better (they are scared) - 🐺

summary: your boyfriend is absolutely not scared of doing his own shot, he's just letting you feel included!!!!

warnings: swearing, mentions of needles and medical anxiety (sort of), mentions of the fia being annoying (franco), my first attempt at actual writing (blurbs? imagines? one-shots? i don't know what these are)

contains: charles leclerc, franco colapinto, kimi raikkonen, + oscar piastri

charles leclerc:

you were lounging on the bed while waiting for charles, your boyfriend, to finish the post-race debrief with ferrari. it didn't usually take long. even if it did, the hotels f1 drivers stayed at were ridiculously comfortable—it didn't make you eager to go back to your little apartment.

finally, you heard the beeping of the door signaling that it had been unlocked.

"hey baby!" you called out from the bed.

charles appeared around the corner with a grin. before you knew it, he'd jumped onto the bed and assumed his usual position curled up with you.

"hello." he giggled, swatting at your phone to get you to pay attention to him properly. "i forgot to do my shot this morning. wanna help me?"

you let out a half-assed indignant noise when charles swatted at your phone. almost like second nature, one of your arms wrapped around his shoulders and you kissed his forehead. "nah, i'm good tonight. you remember where it's packed?"

charles' grin faltered slightly.

it wasn't that he was scared to do his own shot. no, not at all! that would be silly.

... but, yeah, he was a lot less nervous when you did it for him.

"oh," he murmured, reluctantly sitting up by himself. charles glanced at you again with a pout. "please?"

that got your attention. it became pretty clear that your boyfriend hadn't really been asking if you wanted to help him, but if you were willing to help him. and that answer would always, always be 'yes'.

"my bad, baby, i thought you meant that protein milkshake-shot thing," you said. both of you knew it was a lie. neither of you cared. not when charles beamed at you like that. "i definitely need to help you with your t shot. for ... science?"

"for science," charles agreed.

"for science."

franco colapinto:

"amor?" your boyfriend stuck his head around the bathroom door. "do you wanna help me?"

it was his very first t shot as a formula one driver. sure, franco had been on t for a while, but he had to stop for a few months because the fia had to 'reassess whether it was appropriate' for him to take it after williams signed him. and in the few weeks he'd been off it, well ... he'd kind of built up how much the needle would hurt more than he usually got to between doses.

you looked at him in mild amusement. "are you scared, franquito?"

"... no."

"oh, alright. i'm good, then. i'll just be here reading if you need me," you answered teasingly.

it was pretty obvious—to you, at least—that franco was scared about giving himself the shot. he always was. every week he'd insist that he would do the next one by himself. but every 'next time' he'd end up asking (or begging, if you were feeling mean) you to help him.

franco groaned, emerging from the bathroom and slumping down next to you on the sofa. "porfa, mi amor, necesito tu ayuda. lo sabes."

"you know you can do it yourself, yes?" you asked softly, hearing him whine and hide his face in your shoulder. "okay, okay! i'll help you. big baby."

"i am not a baby!" franco protested halfheartedly.

"mm, yeah you are."

"yeah, i am."

kimi raikkonen:

"hey."

you looked up from the sink. kimi moved so quietly you never heard it when he woke up.

"morning, love," you murmured, kissing his cheek when he walked around the kitchen counter to stand beside you.

kimi hummed, a light pink tinting his cheeks. he was only ever like this you. and maybe seb, if he'd had enough drinks. but mostly you. "shot day."

"monday already?" you asked with an easy smile. "i picked up your refill last week. should be in the cupboard in the bathroom."

"it is," kimi confirmed, looking at you expectantly.

finishing the last dish from last night's dinner, you stacked in the drying rack and dried your hands before turning to face your boyfriend properly. "what's that look for?"

kimi frowned. to most people, anything other than unadulterated joy was pretty indistinguishable on his face. to you, however, it was easy to see the little differences in his expressions.

"why are you in the kitchen?" he asked, as if that was enough to let you know why he was frowning.

"i was doing the dishes ...?"

"but it's monday."

you paused. what could possibly be the correlation between mondays and kimi's distaste for you being in the kitchen?

and then it clicked.

"you want me to come do your shot for you?"

kimi nodded, clearly pleased with himself for getting you to understand without actually having to say it.

"you can just ask, y'know." you chuckled. "c'mon, iceman."

this time, the colour on kimi's cheeks wasn't just a tinge of pink.

oscar piastri:

"babe, have you seen my shot stuff?" oscar yelled.

the two of you had just finished moving to monaco, so everything was still a little ... messy. to be fair, with oscar, it was usually messy. now it was just more messy.

"in the cabinet under the sink!" you called back, staring at the wall of boxes you had accidentally created, which made it somewhat difficult to get to the bed. "i put that blue tape stuff on the box!"

oscar shouted back a sort of muffled noise of acknowledgement, rifling through the yet-to-be organized cabinet in search of the little bottles of testosterone and the syringes.

"aha!" he mumbled triumphantly. the supplies lined up next to the basin, oscar sat on the closed toilet lid. "okay, i'm ready!"

you gave back a half-distracted congratulations. it probably should've, but it didn't occur to you that that was oscar's way of trying to get you to help him. not that he was scared. no, he just ... wanted to spend time with you. while you were effectively stabbing him. yeah, that was it. totally not scared.

"babe?"

oscar poked his head into the bedroom to see you staring at the wall of boxes with your hands on your hips. he rolled his eyes lightheartedly and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around you from behind and resting his forehead on your back.

"um, hello?" he teased, poking your stomach playfully. "you are slacking on your boyfriend duties, mister."

you gasped over-dramatically, turning in oscar's grip to look at him with a scandalised expression. "lies! slander! dishonor on you! dishonor on your cow!"

oscar groaned with a laugh. he started subtly dragging you down the hallway towards the bathroom.

"dishonor on your cow!" oscar returned, watching the gears turn in your head and finally click into place when you saw how he'd lined up his hrt supplies for you to help him with. "see? i told you you were slacking."

you scoffed slightly and pushed him down onto the toilet seat gently. "well excuse me for trying to find a way for us to sleep tonight."

"you're excused," oscar said cheekily, pulling up the hem of his shorts so you had access to his leg.

"brat." you grabbed the sanitiser wipes and, as always, got distracted by oscar's thighs. "damn, baby."

oscar blushed. it only got deeper when you leaned down to press kisses to his inner thighs as you always did before wiping down the injection site to make sure it was clean.

"why are you still so surprised every time you see them," he grumbled. "you see them, like, all the time."

you shrugged, grinning at him as you got the syringe ready and wiped down the injection site. "what can i say? you're too hot to get used to. whenever i see any part of you you always look better than i remember."

"sap."

"yeah, whatever." you pinched his other thigh gently. "deep breath."

oscar inhaled.

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TEAMMATE'S BROTHER PART 1

formula one x teammate's brother!reader

request: Driver trying to ask teammate if their older brother is gay to see if they have a chance, but accidentally messaging male reader and nale reader is hella flattered because he thought that driver hated him because they wouldn't look at him in the eye or speak to him at all sometimes, even got male reader that when driver blushed he was anger at reader or something.

pt 2 (i made it too long oops)

summary: they try to ask your brother if they'd have a chance with you, but they didn't check who they were messaging.

warnings: swearing, drivers being dorks, suggestive content (lance), implied top!reader (lance)

contains: alex albon, charles leclerc, franco colapinto, george russell, jenson button, kimi raikkonen, + lance stroll

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author's note: this is long 😭 but i had fun making it so sorry not sorry <3 i literally had to split it into two parts or it wouldn't format properly

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HATED

trans ftm!formula one x male!reader

request: can we get texts with trans!drivers and they feel really uncomfortable about something (dysphoria, hate, their period, etc)?

DYSPHORIA, PERIOD

summary: your boyfriend gets hate for / outed as being trans

warnings: swearing, one little suicide joke (alex), mentions of / allusions to physical / verbal violence (george, kimi, lance, logan, max), suggestive content (george, logan), fia slander (lance), direct mention of j*mes v*wles (logan), vague mention of j*s verstappen (max)

contains: alex albon, george russell, kimi raikkonen, lance stroll, logan sargeant, + max verstappen

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author's note: i actually love writing trans!driver stuff so i will definitely be doing a period edition, stay tuned <3

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WE HAD HOMEWORK?

uni au!formula one x male!reader

request: ooh okay uni aus maybe with reader asking drivers for homework or something. honestly will take anything with this au - @spoonfulofmilo

summary: you ask your boyfriend if he did the homework.

warnings: frat boy!logan, short, i think that's it

contains: kimi raikkonen, logan sargeant, + mick schumacher

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author's note: short but my first time writing uni!au so we're taking it slow lol.

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hmmmm how do you think the different drivers would react to you getting hate for being their husband

okay first of all, they would all either a) feel like bad husbands bc they can't stop it or b) be absolutely furious and try to sue any media outlet that said anything bad about you ever.

upset:

franco colapinto:

he feels so guilty

even if it doesn't really affect you all that much, he's still trying to overcompensate

almost regrets agreeing to take the williams seat just because it put you in more of a spotlight and he never ever ever wants to hurt you

kimi raikkonen:

feels silly for opening up a little

you go to one race and end up getting so much hate

absolutely just reinforces his dislike for the media

refuses to take you to any races ever again

wants to protect you from anything + everything

only starts loosening up after he's retired and, because you're less famous, you have more to do with your kids' karting, so he reposts your stories every now and then

lance stroll:

okay this one i'm kinda fifty-fifty about?

because i think lance would be very very upset

he can't catch a break in the media and the fact that it extends to his loved ones just kills him

but i also think that his dad would go to war

we know how much he loves lance, and lance loves you, so therefore he loves you too

mick schumacher:

is a little comforted by his uncle coming out too

does reinforce the idea that their family should be kept under wraps

also makes him a little bitter

he just wanted you to be able to watch his races from his garage like all the drivers got to with their partners, but just because he's gay you get truckloads of hate?

it wasn't fair

probably more upset about it than you are

angry:

charles leclerc:

okay listen he's very baby princess boy to me

but i do think he'd bring out his full track terror energy if anyone tried to hurt you in any way ever

like he'll do absolutely anything for the tifosi EXCEPT let them touch you at all

a fan pushes you during a meet and greet? the whole thing is cancelled and he spends the rest of the day fussing over you and making sure you're okay

jenson button:

specifically if any of the other sky presenters (*cough* danica *cough*) made rude comments

he does not care about his job enough for that shit

he's tearing into her on live tv and everything

from that moment on everybody knows you don't fuck with jenson's man

logan sargeant:

again a little bit different from how i'd usually portray him

but i think logan doesn't really see himself as worthy of defending?

the second anyone says anything to you though he gets sooooo defensive

absolutely the line not to cross around logan

if he's having a bad day he might even bristle at oscar (who you'd probably have known just as long as he has) teasing you in a friendly way

oscar piastri:

similarly, does not play about you

whether or not h gets approval from mclaren he is taking to social media to absolutely drag anyone sending you hate

his mum and sisters jump on board without question

you're an honorary piastri and they will defend you as such

this was so fun, thank you milo <3

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BITTERSWEET

formula one x transmasc!reader

request: Hello! Since you mentioned your requests were still open; could you do a transmasc reader and how the drivers would react to him telling them his favorite singer recognised him in the crowd for going to a few concerts and misgendered him? Where like the reader is excited over text about being recognised but also :(((( about the misgendering. (Super specific, I know, but I've been feeling dysphoric abot it and I don't know how to solve it other than reading these lol)

summary: your favourite singer recognises you at a concert, but not in the way you want.

warnings: swearing, discussions of dysphoria, mild affectionate bullying (franco), mentions of unhealthy coping mechanisms (lando), very very very mild suggestive content (max)

contains: alex albon, franco colapinto, kimi raikkonen, lando norris, max verstappen, + ollie bearman

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author's note: dysphoria is a pain in the ass, best of luck and truckloads of euphoria to all my fellow trans ppl out there <3

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