#pete 'bono' bonnington

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I always baulk when they full government name Bono. Peter whomst??

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Could you do fic for Peter 'Bono' Bonnington with wife chef!reader? She always brought him food because she knew how busy he could get with everything. So, she would always make him his favourite meals/pick up a guilty pleasure snack as a surprise for him. Maybe she had some surprises for him. I'll let you decide what it was. Just something fluff and cute. Thanks! :))

Lets make lunch for my Husband! - Peter Bonnington x ChefWife! Reader

Plot: You are famous on Tiktok for making videos where you pack lunches for you husband but use ingredients globally as you always travel with him of race weekends.

Credit to princemick for the GIF

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y/user: Racing in Bahrain!

Come make lunch with me for my husband who doesn’t go to Mercedes Hospitality for some reason!

Round One 🇧🇭 And we have Chicken, Rice and Veggies (a very hearty meal here) 🏎️

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fan1: I love her TikTok’s she’s so funny and Peter is just so cute!

fan2: their relationship is eveything you me

gordongram: Cooking in Style as always Y/N!

-> y/user: thanks Gords!

“Baby, lunch was amazing today! And thank you for putting the Twirl in there!” He grins as you both get back to the hotel, it had been a good race and you were both happy.

“I’m so glad you enjoyed it hunny. I’ve already made a meal plan of what I’m going to make at each race! You’ll be so happy with breakfast lunch and dinner in Silverstone!” You grin pulling him in for a kiss.

“Mmmm what have I got?” He grins, pulling you to sit on his lap on the sofa in your hotel room.

“Breakfast, of course a full English, get you all set for the day and make sure you’ve got all the protein to see you through till lunch. Then you’ve got your fave Ham Pesto and Mozzarella Sandwich for lunch. And then to round it off, I’ll invite Toto, Suzie, Lewis, George and Carmen all round for a Sunday Roast!” You say practically bouncing at the prospect of guests and being able to cook for them!

“I love you, you are without a doubt the best thing that has ever happened to me” he smiles pulling you back to relax on the sofa as you both sit there in each others embrace.

“I love you most!” You declare making him laugh and kiss your head. It wasn’t a battle he could win with you despite knowing you were wrong and he held an impossible amount of love for you.

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y/user: Racing in Saudí Arabia!

Come make lunch with me for my husband who doesn’t go to Mercedes Hospitality for some reason!

Round Two 🇸🇦 And we have my first time making Kabsa which a local helped me get all the ingredients! It’s very yummy! 🏎️

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peter.bonn: it was so nice, can’t wait to come back!

fan1: I’m living for this series, not the rich men racing!

fan2: this is so cute that she cooks for him!

“You know, the boys keep saying you need to start bringing it in for them aswell” he chides as you get into the car.

“What am I expected to cook for the 5000 now? I don’t think so, that’s why they have a paid for hospitality…” you groan, waking up early just to prepare Peter some food was exhausting you couldn’t imagine getting up to make it for more people!

“Maybe Toto should hire you as head chef here!” He grins and you laugh at the thought. You, working in Mercedes Catering?

“Baby … you know I have a … Michelin Star right?” you offer in confusion.

“Oh so your below working for Mercedes now are you?” He frowns, faking his offence on the matter.

“Oh stop being a whiny baby Pete!” You scold lightly hitting his arm, making him recoil and sigh before pulling you into a big hug.

“Im lucky you don’t have to be there 24/7. What would I do without you” he laughs.

“Probably starve as you’d forget to eat!” You hum in thought.

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y/user: Racing in Australia!

Come make lunch with me for my husband who doesn’t go to Mercedes Hospitality for some reason!

Round Three 🇦🇺 Of course I couldn’t come in and not offer fairy bread (as requested by my adopted grid son Oscar Piastri) and my famous Chicken Parm Sandwiches for the team which went down a treat!

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oscarpiastri: thank you for the fairy bread Y/N, LN understands the hype now

-> landonorris: don’t tell Jon, he said I couldn’t have any …

-> y/user: and rat out my second grid son, no way!

danielricciardo: brought back childhood memories! Thanks for coming all the way to VCARB for delivery!

-> y/user: you are welcome Dani! 🇦🇺🐨

“Thank you for the fairy bread!” Oscar said pulling you into a hug as you came back to get your container from the McLaren garage, seeing it fully empty.

“Everyone enjoy? Even though I felt like a child making it?” You laugh knowing it wasn’t exactly a chef thing to make but Oscar had asked for it, and who were you to deny the literal son you had adopted since he started.

“Yeah, Lando hadn’t ever tried it and I made it for Lily once to prove to her it was a real thing we ate but the bread kinda ended up being soggy, she preferred yours a lot more” he laughed back and you continued to talk about racing, cooking, life and everything else that just came up.

Halfway through that conversation Lando joined pulling his grid mum into a massive hug and asking her to bake him some cake or make the chicken wraps.

Fun fact, Y/N actually invented the chicken wrap for Lando. She became Lando’s private chef for a while when he lived in the UK, and he wasn’t … well I mean he’s Lando and if anyone expects him to know even know to turn on an oven you are sorely mistaken.

Eventually a group of drivers were around the woman, and it took Peter and Lewis forcing their way through to get her to come back.

“You’ve been busy!” He smiles nodding his head to the now dispersing group.

“Yeah, just talking to the kids!” You grin, nodding in the McLaren twins direction who were now messing around with each other.

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y/user: Racing in Azerbaijan!

Come make lunch with me for my husband who doesn’t go to Mercedes Hospitality for some reason!

Round Four 🇦🇿 Cooked up a storm off track today in a cooking interview and remaking one of the first dishes I learnt in school ‘Uzbek Plov’

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inthekitchen: pleasure to have you in and talking while cooking :)

-> y/user: thank you for all the fun! 🫶🏼

peter.bonn: This was nice, but I’m going to need some comfort food soon baby, these variations of meat and rice … it’ll be the end of me.

-> y/user: I thought you enjoyed my cooking!

-> peter.bonn: I DO! Just missing some creature comforts!

“You were amazing in that interview baby!” He says twirling you around as he came to pick you up on the Saturday evening. You had unfortunately missed qualifying, but you were excited to hear about your husbands day.

“Thank you, how was qually?” You ask.

“Could have been better, could have been worse” he admits looking down. He then tells you all about his frustrations with the car this season and he feels pretty helpless when it comes to advising Lewis who is getting more and more hot headed as the season progresses.

“Well I made your favourite!” You grin showing him the famous Victoria Sponge you’d made on the cooking show.

“Oh fuck, I love you!” He grins before directing you over to the car to get you both back to the hotel as soon as possible so he can have some of the delicacy in the tin on your lap.

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y/user: Racing in Miami

Come make lunch with me for my husband who doesn’t go to Mercedes Hospitality for some reason!

Round Five 🇺🇸 My husbands been getting fussier. Now in the homeland where there is no cuisine … we’ve gone for the requested creature comforts. From Breakfast to Lunch here are Peter’s faves!

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peter.bonn: best waffles ever 🧇

“Thank you, I think I really needed that meal! As much as love the differentiation with this global skills challenge. I needed something to remind me of home! The waffles were perfect. And my favourite Sandwich? I can’t wait to see what you’ve got planned for Monaco next week!” He grins happily. Loving that you were cooking him something for every race.

“Ooo that reminds me. I picked you up these” you grin. Out from your bag you pull out a box of American Candy that he always wanted whenever you guys were in the states.

“In Moderation okay? Toto will murder me if he knows all these desserts are happening!” You smile kissing him before placing the sweets in his hand.

You had big plans for Monaco and you couldn’t wait!

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LEWIS TAKING BONO FOR A HOT LAP | 05.12.24

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Could you do fic for Bono from Merc with wife photographer!reader? She surprised him at the race because he thought that she would not be back due to something work related. Maybe a little surprise for them. You decide what it was. Fluff and cute. Thanks!! :))

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peter 'bono' bonnington x wife!photographer!reader

“I’m sorry Darling, I wish the timing was better, but I need to be there.” Y/N sighed, trying to look as guilty as she could

“Hey, hey it’s okay, shit happens y’know.” He smiled, pulling her into a hug and rubbing her back.

“It’ll make it even better when I come home.” He grinned, before pulling his suitcase and his backpack out the door to the car that was waiting.

Y/N grimaced, she hated lying to her husband, but she hoped it would be worth it for the surprise.

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“C’mon Susie! We’re gonna be late.” Y/N turned around, comfy in her sweats and eager to get on the plane to get to the race. Susie was also surprising her husband this weekend, and had agreed to help Y/N with her plan.

“Y/N, the plane will still land at the same time regardless of whether we run down the bridge or walk.” Susie followed behind, wearing the same sweatpants but somehow looking as much of a girlboss as she always did.

“Yes but, okay leave me alone, I’m excited.” Y/N couldn’t stop the smile breaking out on her face.

“Wait for me!!” Susie jogged after Y/N, laughing at her friend's antics.

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“Hey Bono, where’s the wife this weekend?” one of the Mercedes mechanics got up from where he’d been working on the car and clapped Bono on the shoulder.

“Couldn’t make it, had something pre booked that she couldn’t avoid.” Bono grimaced slightly, focusing on the data on his laptop. He didn’t want to think about it.

“Aww bummer, well, would love to see her at some point, and the missus wants her to come round, both of you, for dinner or something.” the mechanic pointed his spanner at Bono before bending down back under the car.

“Well when I next see her I’ll get her to message Natalia, okay?” Bono was distracted as he picked up his phone, before pausing at the lock screen.

It was a photo of Y/N and Pete, on their wedding day. Due to lockdowns they hadn’t had the opportunity to have a proper wedding but they had dressed up nicely for the courthouse to sign all the documents. And they’d taken a timed photo outside to make it feel slightly romantic. It was both of their lockscreens and brought up many good memories, with a tinge of sadness due to the fact that they couldn’t celebrate it with their friends.

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Susie and Y/N subtly entered the paddock. Due to the fact that qualifying was underway, the paddock was almost abandoned as everyone was focused. They took the opportunity to grab a quick coffee from the hospitality, swearing the staff to secrecy as they settled down in a booth, watching the qualifying.

The qualifying ended, with George in 5th but Lewis on pole. Y/N smiled at her husband being spotted, celebrating and hugging Toto.

“God, they’re both gonna be so excited.”

Toto and Jack quickly left the garage, and Susie prepared to see her husband and son, laughing when they came in.

“Hello Toto. Hello Jack.”

“Y/N!” Jack quickly bypassed his mother, instead running towards Y/N, laughing as she scooped him up in a hug.

“Hello Jack!”

“Bono said you weren’t coming this weekend.”

“I know, but it’s a secret, can you keep a secret for me Jack? Just until I find Bono and then I can tell him, and you don’t have to keep that secret anymore.”

“Oh, like…” Jack leaned down and whispered something in Y/N’s ear, which caused her to laugh

“Yes Jack. Just like that.”

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“Darling? What are you doing here? I thought you couldn’t make it this weekend.” Bono almost spun himself out of his chair as he spotted his wife walking into the garage, chatting lightly with Lewis with her camera in her hand.

“Well I wasn’t about to miss a race weekend, besides, the shoot finished early, here come look at the photos.” Y/N beckoned to him as she set the camera on the desk and started clicking to find her photos.

“So these are the photos I shot, if you want to have a look.” Y/N beckoned to the camera, before taking a step back and awkwardly hovering next to him, looking nervously around the garage.

Bono scrolled through the photos on the camera, stopping when he got to a photo of his wife.

“Oh darling, I didn't know you were doing modelling for this job too.”

“Mmm, yeah,” Y/N looked at the rest of the garage, who were acting like they were still trying to work, while subtly listening in on the conversation.

“Wait darling, what’s this?”

Y/N turned to look at the photo he was pointing at which had her holding a sign with the words ‘wedding part 2?’

“Well I felt bad about all your friends and family and coworkers missing the wedding because of COVID, so I may have started planning a vow renewal so they can see us get married.”

“Darling…i- this is one of the best things you could’ve given to me.”

“Of course!”

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Last Update: 23.01.2023

Right now, everything will be on one list, but with time - there will be separate posts for every fandom

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell

Hanging on Hangman - Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x younger fem!reader, PG | Hangman has a crush on the captain’s girl Ground control to Captain Mav - Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x fem!reader, PG | You’ve had a panic attack; first one in a while, and Mav was there for you. Consequences and conversations - Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x fem!reader, +18 | Maverick is a brat who bratted to close to the sun and now has to deal with the aftermath. Sharing is Caring - Pete "Maverick" Mitchell x fem!reader x Jake "Hangman" Seresin, +18 | Threesome with sub!Hangman who also happens to have a mommy kink Ways he shows you love - Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x reader, PG | Maverick's love languages and some of the things he would do for you. Showing the ropes - Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x reader, +18 | Just some good ol' phone sex with a sub!Maverick Come here, loverboy... - Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x reader, +18 | Mav’s first time being dominated by his partner. 

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

And how to come home... - Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x fem!reader, PG | TW: Miscarriage | You are having a miscarriage during the Uranium mission and you do your best to hide it from your fiancee.

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Sharing is Caring - Pete "Maverick" Mitchell x fem!reader x Jake "Hangman" Seresin, +18 | Threesome with sub!Hangman who also happens to have a mommy kink

Tom "Iceman" Kazansky

Come fly with me, let's fly away... - Tom "Iceman" Kazansky x fem!reader, PG | Admiral Kazansky is taking you, his wife of 7 years, on a joyride in his jet. Mystery of the traveling bruises. - Tom "Iceman" Kazansky x fem!reader, PG | You always bruised easily, but lately it was becoming excessive. Until one night, the solution to your mystery hits you. The kids are alright pt 1 - Tom "Iceman" Kazansky x fem!reader, PG | You're filming some videos around the house for your unborn daughter, while your husband struggles with something. The kids are alright pt 2 - Tom "Iceman" Kazansky x fem!reader, PG | Awkward dinner at Kazanskys, where Bradley and Mav are forced to talk. The kids are alright pt 3 - Tom "Iceman" Kazansky x fem!reader, PG | You go into labor two weeks before the due date, while Ice is giving an interview on the live TV. The kids are alright pt 4 - Tom "Iceman" Kazansky x fem!reader, PG | Domestic life with Iceman and your daughter

Beau "Cyclone" Simpson

Eye of the storm pt 1 - Beau "Cyclone" Simpson x fem!reader (Iceman's daughter), PG | You can't cope with your grief and Beau is there for you. Eye of the storm pt 2 - Beau "Cyclone" Simpson x fem!reader (Iceman's daughter), PG | You're still grieving after your father's death, and Beau is still helping you cope... But you start feeling something else besides your grief. Eye of the storm pt 3 - Beau "Cyclone" Simpson x fem!reader (Iceman's daughter), PG | You start to think about other things than your father's death, and Beau helps, without even realising how much. Oh, and there is a first kiss in this one :)

Ron "Slider" Kerner

A different type of exercise - Ron “Slider” Kerner x fem!reader, +18 | You do your best to convince Slider to come back to bed, but he wants to finish a set first. Unhealthy Obsession - Ron “Slider” Kerner x stalker fem!reader, +18 | The one where Slider is obsessed with you, but you were obsessed with him first.

Aaron Hotchner

A photograph - Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader, PG | First time you realize that Hotchner has feelings for you. Painfully Healing - Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader, +18 (but no smut) | After you got assaulted, your dad’s best friend takes care of you when your parents have to leave for a weekend. | TW: Depression, Self-Harm, Blood, Cutting, Scars, ED, Rape

Tom Cruise

I see forever in your eyes - Tom Cruise x fem!reader, PG | Evolution of the relationship, ended with a bit of fluff in the end.

Peter "Bono" Bonnington

Racing back home - Peter "Bono" Bonnington x reader, PG | Bono comes back home earlier than expected. No one else can feel it for you - Peter "Bono" Bonnington x reader, PG | Rollerskating through the pit lane in the rain.

Toto Wolff

No Longer a Secret - Toto Wolff x fem!reader, PG | A series about Team Principal of Mercedes AMG Petronas Formula 1 team Toto Wolff, and a female journalist. It tells a story of a healthy couple, who respects and loves each other, and their journey through the highs and lows of life. Was it ever really love? - Toto Wolff x fem!reader, +18 | You fight with your fiancé to the point of breakup. And right after you throw your engagement ring at him, you go to Toto’s room... Uncertainty - Toto Wolff x fem!driver!reader, M | You’re a 3rd driver for the Mercedes team, in a secret relationship with the team principal and you fill in for Lewis during the race. The car malfunctions, you completely lose control over the steering and can’t avoid crashing. And it’s bad. A sheep in Wolff's clothing - Toto Wolff x fem!reader, PG | You accompany Toto Wolff the a after-season dinner with drivers, TPs and the most important people from each teams Bose with the Boss - Toto Wolff x fem!reader, +18 | Toto has to stay in the office late, but that doesn't mean he can't help you in different ways The Youngest Student - Toto Wolff x fem!reader, PG | You’re left without a nanny last second, so you decide to take your daughter to class with you. Teacher's Pet - Toto Wolff x fem!reader, +18 | It’s your first time being a TA, but you’re pretty sure some of the areas your professor needs help with are not in the job description. No handlebars - Toto Wolff x fem!reader, +18 | A brat being a brat by finding a loophole in the rule. Breaking the Billionaire - sub!Toto Wolff x soft!femdom!reader, +18 | Being in control can be exhausting- Keep your eyes open - Toto Wolff x fem!reader, +18 | Mirror sex. That's it.

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Lewis Hamilton Champions F1 Return To Africa, Says Sport Can't 'Ignore' Continent

Formula One's summer shutdown is a fourteen day period for the paddock to recharge. Some visit family, others go to the beach with their friends. Lewis Hamilton started his break similarly, visiting his family in Turkey before devoting part of his break to traveling through Africa. He tried to maximize his time there, he said, going "straight from the airport into activities, history museums and just cultural experiences in each of the different countries I went to." Hamilton stopped in Morocco first and later visited Senegal and Gorée Island off the coast of its capital city, Dakar, which served as a prominent French slave trade base until 1848. Further into the trip, Hamilton met refugees at the Maratane Refugee Settlement in northern Mozambique, a country that's home to more than 33,000 refugees (predominantly from the Democratic Republic of Congo, Burundi and Rwanda), according to the UNHCR. "There's so much to take from it," Hamilton said Thursday in Zandvoort, Netherlands, ahead of the Dutch Grand Prix weekend. "I'm still digesting the trip and going to a refugee camp and seeing the work being done there and how people are displaced." Hamilton shared how "it's one thing reading about it and seeing it on the news, but actually seeing it and speaking to kids who have ten kilometers to get to school to have an education and then ten kilometers back and not having school meals, not able to eat during the day." He said children and women seemed most affected and that he noticed not many men were around the camp "because they're either killed or taken in different conflict areas." That was really heavy to see and experience, and then in Senegal and seeing the slave areas just to see what the country has been through, and it's such a beautiful place. Through all those experience, it's adding to my compass of what I want to do going forward." These experiences got his mind working, he said at Zandvoort. "It's great to see organizations doing amazing work, and what can I do to get on board? How can I help?"

Conversations continue to arise around bringing F1 back to Africa, which hasn't had a grand prix since 1993 and is the only continent (aside from Antartica) that doesn't have a race. Rwanda is one location, and Hamilton said Thursday that he has "been doing a lot of work in the background and spoken to people in Rwanda and South Africa." The current Concorde Agreement allows for 25 races a year, and F1 continues to expand the calendar, recently adding two more grands prix in the United States (Miami in 2022 and Las Vegas in 2023). The Mercedes driver said that the current reason for not competing in Africa is because a track isn't ready; however, as Hamilton pointed out, "there is at least one track that's ready" - Kyalami in South Africa, where the 1993 race was held. "We can't be adding races in other locations and continue to ignore Africa, which the rest of the world takes from. No one gives anything to Africa," Hamilton said. "There's a huge amount of work there that needs to be done. I think a lot of the world that haven't been there don't realize how beautiful the place is and how vast it is. I think having a grand prix there would really be able to highlight how great the place is and bring in tourism and all sorts of things, so why are we not on that continent?"

With or without you: Hamilton prepares for life after Bono

Ahead of this weekend's race at Zandvoort, Mercedes confirmed that Pete Bonnington, Hamilton's long-serving race engineer, had been promoted into a new role as head of race engineering at the team. By committing his future to Mercedes, Bonnington-known as Bono -put an end to suggestions that he could follow Hamilton to Ferrari for next year. He will remain Hamilton's race engineer through the rest of the 2024 season and will continue to engineer one of the Mercedes drivers next year. Asked by The Athletic about Bonnington's decision, Hamilton said he "would have loved to have continued with Bono" next year, saying he was "like a brother." The pair have worked together for six of Hamilton's seven world championships, making Bonnington the longest-serving engineer in the Mercedes driver's seventeen year F1 career. Hamilton said he was "really, really, really happy" for Bonnington and understood why it would be difficult for him to also move to Ferrari. "I knew it would be an unlikely scenario that he would go with me because it's such a drastic change within his life," Hamilton said. "But I'm really happy the team have acknowledged and made changes so he can grow more with it. I think he'll now be able to show even more of the great things that he's been doing. But either way, we're going to be family forever. We've spoken about it. We just want to make sure we finish on a high." Hamilton will not learn the identity of his new race engineer at Ferrari until January, when he officially starts on the team, which he admitted was "tough." "That makes it really difficult," Hamilton said. "I think it's probably the same for anyone moving into a new office. It's not until you go. It'll be very heavy-loaded at the start of next year."

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Thank you for your Bono tag 😭 I’m newly down bad for that old man to a degree that’s frankly terrifying, I’m glad it’s not just me. I’ve been fed 😌

OH DARLING ANON, I'M SO GLAD YOU ARE HERE WITH US NOW IN THE HYPERBARIC CHAMBER OF LUST FOR SOME FUCKIN GUY

If you haven't already, you must check out @still-we-rise (source of much 🅱️ontent, i think i've reblogged most of her blog) and of course my beloved @husbono who puts into words the most vivid and powerful feelings of wanting to lie on, shake, devour, and otherwise terrorize that hefty middle-aged man who is a lightning rod for all my basest desires

I SYMPATHIZE WITH YOU, i am shocked daily by the new levels of down bad that I am for pete bonnington, i didn't know my little brain was capable of feeling this way, but then again, i've never seen a man shaped like a mack truck before, so

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Hamilton labels Bottas a great team mate as he reflects on 10 years at Mercedes

Lewis Hamilton is celebrating 10 years with Mercedes this season and has been looking back at some of his favourite moments from his time with the team, such as working with Valtteri Bottas and long-time race engineer Peter Bonnington. Hamilton and Bottas were team mates at Mercedes for five seasons – from 2017 to 2021 – helping the Silver Arrows win five constructors’ titles during that time, after the Finn joined the team from Williams, as a replacement for the retiring Nico Rosberg. READ MORE: Mercedes reveal how they’re planning to make W14 ‘more drivable’ ahead of Baku Sprint weekend Speaking on Mercedes’ YouTube channel, as he reflected on the special moments he has had with the team, Hamilton shared exactly what made Bottas such a good team mate, despite their “internal rivalry”. “Valtteri was just such a great team mate and colleague, and when I talk about team mate, I think, not enough people really think about it, but there is like a conflict of interest here in our sport,” said the seven-time world champion, Hamilton. Hamilton and Bottas helped Mercedes win five constructors' titles during their time together “We’ve got two championships. A team championship, which we are hired to do, and a drivers’ championship. So, our job is to score the most points individually or collectively for the team, but ultimately you want to beat your team mate, so there is always this internal rivalry. “There is always this delicate path to walk down, and it’s very easy to be on the wrong side, and you fall out. Valtteri and I never fell out. We always just spoke on things. He was very much just like he’s got to do a better job, or I’ve got to do a better job, if one of us beat each other.” READ MORE: ‘No huge breakthroughs, but we’ve moved forward’ – Mercedes describe ‘quiet satisfaction’ after Melbourne He added: “And we worked together to try and push the team together. We had amazing years together where he supported me, and I supported him. "And we still support each other today, and we travel together to races, quite often, to and from races throughout the year, so that is pretty cool.” Hamilton and Bonnington have worked together for 11 seasons now Another relationship at Mercedes that Hamilton speaks fondly of is the one he currently shares with his race engineer Bonnington. 'Bono' has been the voice on Hamilton’s radio during the majority of his stint with Mercedes – as Hamilton’s performance engineer Marcus Dudley stepped in a couple of times in 2019 and 2022. READ MORE: Hamilton says engineer Pete Bonnington is ‘like a brother to me’ as they gear up for 11th season together “I got to the team, had my first seat fit with Bono. I think people probably underestimate how long it takes to build up a relationship, a friendship, really get to understand each other and how you both work,” said Hamilton. “Especially that first year, I struggled with the car. We had some sort of different type of suspension that I’ve never had before and I was struggling like crazy with it, but we eventually did get a win.” via Formula 1 News https://www.formula1.com

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Promt: pete bonnington/bono? Could be about anything really💕

(sorry it took so long!)

we’re made of secrets

He’d decided, after his many years of being in the Paddock, that the majority of these drivers were idiots. They lived these lives in the limelight, and were all terribly bad at hiding secrets. It was shameful really, someone should really tell them, but he didn’t want to be the one to do it. So he left it be, and kept quiet when he stumbled across them in compromising situations. They never knew, and that suited him best.

i.

The first time he’d discovered two drivers in a… situation, he’d been still fairly new to this circus. Well, he liked to think so anyway. It felt like a lifetime ago now, but it was only nine years ago. Christ, that made him feel old.

He’d been taking a weird route down the Paddock, the media having been kicked up into a frenzy with all the on-track entertainment. He hadn’t really been concentrating that much on what happened between the Red Bull and the McLaren, too focused on his own team. It wasn’t like they were scrapping for the race win, or even points, another retirement for them was almost inconsequential. From what he’d seen, it had looked like a strange incident, and a nasty one for the McLaren, no wonder the journalists had descended. The Championship was still wide open, this just made it even more exciting.

He was rushing between motorhomes, when he heard two hushed voices, though the anger was still evident. He stopped, almost as if he’d been struck. It wasn’t as if he was in awe of anyone (which was a lie even to himself but he wasn’t going to admit it), but he wasn’t massively important. He knew that, and he didn’t want to be chewed out by anyone for disturbing something he really shouldn’t be hearing.

He knew he should go back, and he was really just about to start retreating, but one of the people said something quietly, and he just knew that voice. He crept forward, peering round the corner of the motorhome, mouth falling open. Even his in his wildest dreams, he’d think he was crazy. Completely insane.

Jenson was stood with his arms crossed, still looking furious, but even from the distance he was standing at it was obvious that the anger was disappearing. Seb was standing close, hand on Jenson’s waist, curled like it belonged there. Jenson’s face was slipping into frustrated, to slightly irritated, with a glimmer of fondness. Seb was still talking, looking upset and slightly red in the face, and Jenson was still watching him like Seb was his entire world.

Holy shit.  

As Jenson leant in to press a kiss to Seb’s head, he pulled back behind the motorhome, not making a sound. He retraced his steps, turning back into the main paddock, trying to concentrate his mind on his job. He was going to pretend he saw nothing, it was best for everyone, right?

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ii.

The second time he stumbled across two drivers, he was standing in a corridor, and they didn’t even notice him. It was the end of the season, and 2011 was looming ever closer. Seb was off celebrating with his team still, the party still being heard from all the way across the hotel. He’d come into this race the underdog, even Red Bull not believing he’d be their champion, which possibly made it all so much sweeter.

He was digging in his bag, he knew he’d thrown his door key in here somewhere, it was just where . He was tired, and after the excitement of the weekend was just the empty, drained feeling that was left behind. He just wanted his bed, and to pass out for a few hours. He deserved it, really.

He vaguely heard the lift open, and two figures stumbled out. He only glanced up, not really concerned, until his brain finally caught up with his eyes. It wasn’t two random strangers that had stumbled out of the lift. It was Fernando and Mark. Both blindingly drunk, and both completely unaware that there was anyone else in the corridor. Fernando was completely invested in trying to tear Mark’s clothes off (and he really meant tear), and Mark was only focused on kissing whatever part of Fernando he could get his hands on. They stumbled into walls, not really caring where they were going or who heard them, and if they had noticed him he figured that they probably wouldn’t care. There was an intensity about them that stunned him, it made him feel like he was intruding on something desperately private and emotionally raw, even though it looked like they were trying to have drunken sex in a corridor.

He looked through his bag again, trying not to make too much noise, finally finding his door key and letting himself in, ignoring any noises he could hear from outside his door. He was going to put this evening into the same place in his mind as that day in the paddock, and pretend it never happened. He didn’t even know what they were to each other, so there was no use in thinking about it.

He was still trying to convince himself of that when he laid down on his bed, and then he was thinking about nothing at all.

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iii.

When Dan and Jev arrived onto the F1 scene, he’d known almost at once that there was something more there. It was in their body language, in their looks. He’d resigned himself to running into them in some unfortunate situation, he was already up to two hands with his encounters with Mark and Fernando, and it was almost impossible to see how in love Seb and Jenson were once he knew the truth. It was the same with Dan and Jev, you could almost see the adoration in their eyes, how they gravitated to each other without really realising it.

It didn’t take long to run into them, in a nondescript bar in Melbourne, hours after the race ended. He’d only left the Paddock an hour ago, helping take down the motorhome where needed, and staying for the debrief. There wasn’t much they could do first race in, but it was always helpful to get as much feedback as possible. Couldn’t hurt, could it?

He’d barely sat down with his beer, when he noticed them in the corner of the bar, already fairly wasted, and Dan all but sitting in Jev’s lap. If he had been someone from Red Bull or Toro Rosso, both of them would be toast - getting drunk after the first race of the season wouldn’t be the way to go about keeping their seats. But they seemed comfortable, with people seeing them in the open, with each other. Jev saw him staring, and he could see the panic burst onto Jev’s face, but all he did was wink and turned his attention back to his beer, smiling to himself. He was already keeping secrets for two couples on the grid, what was the harm in a third?

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iv.

The drivers seemed to be getting younger all the time. Or maybe it was him getting older, maybe a bit of both. They were all so idealistic and unafraid, happy to stare death in the face with nothing but a laugh. He admired them, he truly did. He wished that he could be so carefree, or even that he’d seen others like them in years gone by. It might have made all the difference to some. Now those drivers he’d started with were older, more cautious, still products of their time in a way. The difference between Seb, Lewis, Fernando and Kimi to the rookies on the grid was outstanding. There was no other way to say it.

However, it almost meant that they were even more reckless than some of the predecessors. He’d seen so many get themselves into situations, and didn’t know what to do about it. These guys didn’t seem to care what happened, almost playing a game of dare. How far could they dare to push it? How long would that thrill pay off, until the worst happened and their world bottomed out?

He only thought it was the thrill seeking experience, he was certain of it. But then Japan came, and Charles was quieter than usual, looking pale and withdrawn. And at his side was Pierre, only having to look at someone to make sure they got out of the way, keeping any unnecessary distractions away from his friend. And something just didn’t add up, in his mind. He knew the two of them were closer friends than they usually let on, but this was something else.

It wasn’t until the Sunday, right before the race, before he realised that he’d been right.

He’d stumbled across the pair again, Charles holding onto Pierre tightly, looking like he was trying to calm himself down. Pierre was just holding him, letting Charles get all his emotions out without judgement. He didn’t dare move, it seemed like such a fragile moment that even the slightest sound would break it.

“I’m sorry.” Charles managed to get out, hiccuping. “You shouldn’t be here with me.”

“This is exactly where I need to be.” Pierre responded, pressing a gentle kiss to Charles temple. “I’m not leaving. You need me more.”

“I love you.”

“Love you too.”

He backed out here, conscious not to make a sound. It wasn’t just thrill seeking with them, then.

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v.

With Carlos and Lando, it was almost inevitable. Even half a Paddock away, he could see the pining between the two, and he was pretty sure that some of the McLaren engineers had started betting on the two. There was less secrecy between the two, and Lando was so young and had no barriers on his life, it didn’t really seem to matter anymore. It was almost like an open secret, except the only two that thought it was a secret were Lando and Carlos themselves.

The tension kept mounting, both almost oblivious, until Germany. Lando had crashed out spectacularly, though no-one was really paying attention to that outside of the McLaren pit. He was walking back to the motorhome after the race, knowing that the debrief was going to be long and painful, when he heard a shout from somewhere behind him. He turned, and saw Carlos running up to Lando, concern etched all over his face.

“Are you okay?” Carlos asked, starting to reach out like he wanted to touch. Lando was grinning, bad race already forgotten.

“Yeah, why? You didn’t worry did you?” Lando teased, expecting Carlos to laugh along with him. Except he didn’t.

Instead, he gave a groan of frustration, dashing forward and giving Lando a kiss, pulling back almost as quickly, horrified. “I am sorry, I know you do not like me, I was just upset, and -” He broke off, as Lando pulled him back in, shutting him up.

He smiled from where he stood, turning back to the Mercedes motorhome. At least something good came out of today.

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+ i.

It didn’t always go to plan though. He’d seen so many of the drivers fall in love, and some even out of it.  And sometimes, they fell in love with the wrong person.

He’d worked with Lewis for a long time. He knew him almost as well as he knew his family, Lewis put his trust and faith in him every time he got in the car. And he knew exactly how he felt about Nico.

He didn’t know what had happened before Lewis was in Mercedes. It wasn’t his business. But he could see Nico was trying his best to impress Lewis, even if he was going about it all the wrong way. Lewis didn’t respond well to mind games, or snide comments. He was a racer at heart, and underhand techniques never did sit well with him. He watched as Nico tried everything he could think of, and when it finally became too much for him to bear, he retired. He wasn’t able to deal with the possibility of rejection, and took the easy way out. Not that he was criticising.

He thought that would be the end of it, but it wasn’t. It never was. Nico took the time off, mending his broken heart back to something of normalcy. He returned back to the Paddock a few years later, holding his head high, but still up to his old tricks. He tried to drag Lewis’s competitors down, but Lewis took no notice. And there was nothing Nico could do but watch from the sidelines as Lewis took everything from him without meaning to.

There were a lot of happy endings in the Paddock, and he was happy to have seen some of them start. This wouldn’t be one.

[alwysblue]

bono is not here and both mercedes cars goes to shit

[thisisyourdriverspeaking]

I think it's sweet that Mercedes put Bono up on the podium with Lewis 👌

[orchestratedemotion]

If anyone is concerned about my current level of mid-semester insanity:

I’m really struggling with motivation to finish the last year of my degree. I’ve put Bono (with a pupper!) in the bottom corner of my monitor to give me strength

I don’t know if the vibes he’s giving is ‘you’ve got this’ or ‘finish this fucking degree so help me god’, but either way he’s there 😌

[getintherelewis-blog]

Focused.

[Peter Bonnington]

[drivindrivin]

Russell underwent a seat fitting in the Mercedes W11 on Wednesday to get used to the cockpit, but soon found that it was tighter than his regular surroundings at Williams.

At 6' 1", Russell is more than four inches taller than Hamilton, making for a cosier fit upon getting into the car for the first time.

To curb this, Russell revealed he is using size 10 race boots this weekend instead of his usual size 11s. Hamilton usually races with size 9 boots.

"It definitely was a tight squeeze," Russell said. "My size 11 feet were a struggle, so I'm having to wear size smaller shoe than would be ideal.

"So that's slightly uncomfortable. But I'm sure I can endure the pain to get this opportunity. "

Russell revealed that his race engineer for the weekend, Pete Bonnington, had joked they would be able to make some changes to his body so he could fit.

"I spoke with Bono, he said: 'I'm sure we can make some mods to your body!' said Russell.

"Ha, not too sure, that's what I was thinking. But no, it's all good."

[spoonfulofmilo]

Could you do fic for Peter 'Bono' Bonnington with wife reader? Bono was on the way to meet his wife and kid(s) and was stopped by Nico Rosberg. Nico's like an excited child trying to make a convo with him. And his family just laughed while watching Nico fumbling over his worlds in front of Bono. Nico then spotted them and decided to ask them a few questions. Just something fluff and sweet. Add something if you want to. You decide how it ended. Thanks!! :)))

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peter bonnington x wife!reader

Bono was excited for this weekend. His wife had brought their 3 year old twins to their first race and so he was speeding through his meetings and the paddock to find his family.

And was he a little in his head?

Yeah

Did that mean he really had to bump into Nico Rosberg?

Apparently, yeah.

“Oh, hey Bono, um, wonderful to see you the paddock, I mean, you are always in the paddock, but y’know, obviously nice to see you…” Nico was floundering, panicking. He’d obviously seen Bono when he was in the Mercedes paddock, but that was before he had become the force he was today.

“Yeah Nico, lovely to see you too, is there anything you need?” Bono was a little annoyed, he just wanted to find his wife and kids, but he was happy to indulge Nico for a second as he tried to find them.

Y/N was barely 5 metres away, having enjoyed a nice coffee and some lunch with the kids. She felt like a spy sitting there with her sunglasses watching as Nico fumbled for his words, blushing and panicking, as her husband tried to look for a way to find his family, or at least a way out of this conversation. She smiled, before picking up her bag, and pointing out to her children their father, as they sprinted through people’s legs to get there.

“Dad! Dad!”

Bono turned around with a huge smile on his face, as he spotted his kids, opening up his arms, as they hugged him, picking them up.

He almost forgot about Nico as he let teh kids talk about how cool he looked and what they’d done at school that week.

Almost.

As he put the kids down, and placed a soft kiss on his wife’s lips, he noticed Nico crouching down and talking to his kids.

“Hello, what are your names?” Nico asked while crouching down to the 3 year olds level.

“I’m Clara and that’s Carl.” The girl, Clara, seemed a lot more confident that the boy, her brother, Carl, who almost was hiding behind his sister.

“It’s lovely to meet you both, I’m Nico, I’m friends with your dad. Are you gonna follow in his footsteps and be racing drivers? Or follow mum’s footsteps and be ballerinas?” Nico asked

“Oh god, Nico. The endless debate in our household. Clara wants to get into karts, but Pete is against it. And Carl wants to get into ballet and I’m against it. So…” Y/N laughed as she hugged Nico as he stood up. “Lovely to see you though.”

“Lovely to see you as well, come around for a dinner some time, Viv would love to see you.” Nico smiled before crouching down to the kids level “and Clara, if you ever need a kart, and your dad won’t let you, call me, and I’l buy you one, okay?”

“Nico stop corrupting my kids.” Bono laughed, before starting to usher the family back to hospitality. 

“I would never.” Nico feigned shock, before waving goodbye and returning to Sky.

“Now, c’mon, I’m hungry, let’s go get lunch!”

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[h-c-u]

Racing back home

Summary: Bono comes back home earlier than expected.

Pairing: Peter "Bono" Bonnington x reader

W/C: 1.1k

Rating: PG

TWs: None

A/N: Some Bono fluff. I'm gently easing myself into writing him, so it's a short one, but I hope you guys will like it :)

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There was a time when you couldn't imagine yourself sleeping with someone in the same bed and getting a good night's rest. That changed the first time your then very new boyfriend stayed overnight and - in his sleep - pulled you into his strong arms and held onto you, as if you were the last breath on Earth. Even though he was very strong, he wasn't breaking your ribs or restricting your ability to breathe, he just... didn't let you go. Metaphorically and literally, because when you tried to shift away, his arms stayed in the same position, wrapped around your body lightly enough for you to be comfortable, but also strong enough that getting out without waking him up was impossible. And since you knew he didn't get much sleep because he was battling jet lag, you made a mature decision to try to muscle through the night without sleep, so he could get some well-deserved rest. But as soon as you got used to the warmth radiating from his body, which at first seemed unbearably hot, you were a goner.

You didn’t even realize you fell asleep because it happened so quickly. And when in the morning you woke up, with his arms still wrapped tightly around you, you couldn't believe how well-rested you were. If not for the fact that you had to get up for work, you would have stayed in bed much longer.

And when he had to leave for the next race and you were alone in bed again, not only it took you much longer to actually fall asleep, but you were waking up restless in the middle of the night as well.

But the realization dawned on you only when Pete stayed over the next time, and if you had to be honest - you were a little bit pissed because you hated that your comfort depended on someone else. It took you a few months to actually accept it, but eventually, you did, and now that you had lived together for over a year, you absolutely dreaded race weekends, when he had to leave for a few days, and sometimes even weeks. Like now...

He was gone for 19 days already, and the only thought that kept you sane was the fact, that tomorrow at 3 PM he will be landing back home. Just one more night of sleeping alone, and you would have him to yourself for the whole two weeks. You took a melatonin pill, drank lavender-chamomile tea and when you were finally in bed, you quietly put on a true-crime podcast that usually helped you fall asleep, but it still took you good 30 minutes to actually say goodbye to your consciousness.

Because of all the... help... you needed to sleep, you didn't hear the door downstairs quietly opening and closing, or the short beep of the alarm being armed again. You were oblivious to the soft steps slowly coming upstairs, and the door to your bedroom being opened. The quiet click of glasses being put down on a bedside table, the clang of a belt being opened, as well as the ruffling of the clothes being taken off all eluded you in your slumber.

Only when the mattress next to you dipped under the additional weight, you woke up with a quiet hum, still not quite sure what was happening. Only when familiar arms wrapped around you, your eyes shot open.

- Pete! - you turned around, so you could see him. - You were supposed to be back tomorrow... - you smushed your face into his chest just as he pulled you closer. He smelled mostly like recycled air and cheap economy food, but there was also still a faint echo of burned rubber and smoke clinging to his skin, but you didn't mind that in the slightest because he was back. Plus, you suspected that most of the scent was absorbed by his clothes because usually, you were pretty sensitive to anything that irritated your nose, and right now it wasn't that bad.

- Couldn't wait... Wanted to see you, Love... - he mumbled while he buried his face in your hair in search of the comfort he was missing for almost three weeks now. - Sorry to wake you up... - he added, and you chuckled quietly, tightening your arms around him even more because part of you was afraid that it was all a dream, and when you woke up, he wouldn't be there.

- Dnt apowogiz... - you mumbled straight into his chest, intertwining your leg with his, and this time - he chuckled, clearly amused by your flawless pronunciation. You instantly smiled and turned your head a little bit, so your lips wouldn't be pressed against Pete's skin. - But how are you even here? - you asked because your math wasn't adding up.

- I went to the airport straight from the track... - he was clearly exhausted, but he started to relax under your touch, so to accelerate this process even more, you started gently scratching his back and he hummed approvingly as he continued to melt into you. - I probably still stink like the pit lane... Sorry... I'll take a quick shower... Just... In a minute... - he mumbled quietly, and the breaks in between each sentence were getting longer. You could easily tell that he was slowly falling asleep, but you didn’t give a damn, because he was back in your arms.

- Just sleep... You deserve it... - you whispered, and turned your head back, so your forehead was yet again pressed against his chest. Shower - for once - could wait until the morning, and Bono was too tired to argue with you, or to even say anything more. He just held you close, as his breathing slowed down and he fell into deeper phases of sleep. The adrenaline from the sudden wake-up was still in your system, so you stayed conscious a bit longer, absorbing his presence with your whole body. His steady breath, a slow rhythm of a beating heart that you could both hear and feel; the rough skin of his shoulder under your fingers, and - most of all - a dominating warmth that engulfed your whole body. In his sleep, Pete bent one of his knees and hooked it around your thigh, pulling you even closer, because after starving for your touch for so long, even unconscious he was searching for it. And you let him, moving your hand from around his shoulder to his lower back and resting it there.

With your bodies completely intertwined, it didn't take you long to fall back asleep, while a true-crime podcast was still quietly playing in the background. 

A/N 2: Please don’t feel obligated/pressured to reblog, because I write mostly for myself. A comment would be appreciated though :) Love, G.