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Domestic L.H

instagram edit - Domestic dad!lewis x wife!reader

its been a while since i’ve done an ig post but i had an idea for a while but not enough inspo for a full imagine unfortunately

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Lewishamilton Racing has always been a part of me, from my first remote control car, my dad tinkering in the shed putting together second hand parts just so I could race to fighting for my eighth World Title. Formula One has given me a platform to share my voice, bring awareness to the injustices & be a part of something worthy of the history books.But nothing will ever beat the feeling of walking my little girl home from ballet class, having tea parties, mornings where the only sound that fills our home is love and laughter. But most importantly allowing me to being the dad & Husband I’ve always dreamed of being.

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georgerussell63 I swear she’s grown each time I see her

y/nhamilton Don’t let Lew hear you say that George… Apparently he’s not ready for her to grow up

| y/nhamilton and you are? 👀

sebastianvettel Our children are our future, we should cherish all the moments we have with them no matter how irrelevant they seem

emotionalf1damage not seb being deep af in the comments

Hamiltonhugs221 Sylvie is so adorable i actually love her

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y/nhamilton lets play a game of spot the difference

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Mercedesamgf1 Only a Hamilton could look so 🔥

| y/nhamilton She learnt from the best

hamiltonisgoat how does a literal child look better than me

User3083 Sylvie is serving straight looks sorry not sorry

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y/nhamilton I ask Lewis to fix a lightbulb a week ago and it’s all “Yeah Baby I gotch you, it’s on my list.” Baby Hamilton pouts for 0.5 seconds and it’s automatically “Daddy will fix it right now!”

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Cullen_angela The Hamilton pout will get you

| y/nhamilton tell me about it Angie 🙄

georgerussell63 want me to fix your lightbulb y/n/n?

mercedesmad3234 George Russells the kind of guy to offer to do his teammates diy

russellgeorge2018 ik that trend is like so dead but he literally is… george russells the kind of guy to say “just call me a professional’ after accomplishing the most simple task

nicolashamilton it’s ok y/n that superpower skipped me so you’re not the only one

| y/nhamilton You little liar Nicky that's so not true at all

hamilton44ever y can i for real see that happening 😂

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Cold M.S

The late January Swedish sun had set, causing the already chilled daytime temperatures to plummet further. Despite January being cold in Switzerland, Y/N still hadn’t fully prepared herself for Pite Havsbad, the y/h/c girl found solace in the hotel's shower, the familiar scent of jasmine and patchouli slowly defrosting her aching joints. Once dried the oversized Race of Champions snow + ice dark blue hoodie Y/N had stolen from Mick added another layer of warmth. It smelled of him and It had become a welcomed temporary addition to her traveling wardrobe.

“Mick, are you ok?” the girl asked in concern, her e/y/c eyes falling on the unusually quiet German. Closing the bathroom door behind her Y/N couldn’t help but frown at the lack of response, she’d expected a tired hum in reply at the very least like most race weekends, but instead the young driver just nodded sniffling slightly “Think I’m getting a cold.” Mick added slowly, attempting to clear his throat when he realised how congested he sounded.

Shuffling closer to the silent man Y/N sat on the edge of the bed, placing a hand on Mick’s forehead. He had no obvious signs of a  temperature but they couldn’t risk him deteriorating overnight especially with Mick proving the non-believers wrong by competing so well. Team Deutschland’s prowess had reassured Mick that he was good at racing. It was clear to the young couple that the German was still struggling with the loss of his Formula One seat, the position of reserve Driver for Mercedes doing nothing to stop the rumors that Mick was abusing his Father’s status in the racing community. Some people still thought Mick owed his entire career to sharing a last name with the legendary Michael Schumacher. The fact the young Driver had won races and championships on his own sheer ability seemingly irrelevant. 

“No temperature, but you sound like you're coming down with something.” the y/h/c woman agreed, shooting the driver a pitiful smile. Groaning in response Mick grumbled burrowing his head against the pillow, it was just his luck. “Right hot shower to try and help steam clear your sinuses, drink some water and I know you hate it but Tiger balm.” Y/N listed quickly hoping her authoritative tone would get Mick to ignore the last suggestion. Getting up to search one of the suitcases for the incriminating herbal balm, Y/N paused sensing the German was yet to move. “What?” the y/h/c young woman asked, turning back to face the man. He still looked slightly peaky, but this time a dopey smile was sat on his face. 

“You're turning into a race mum” the German Driver exclaimed in admiration, watching his girlfriend who’d returned to the task in hand. Mick couldn’t help but love when Y/N was protective of him, even if it was over something as simple as him getting sick. She’d accepted the hectic racing lifestyle and all the things that came with it, he could never thank her enough for that. 

“What?! No I’m not?” the y/s/c girl mumbled defensively, walking back towards the bed, placing the pot of tiger balm on the bedside table distracting herself from Mick’s denby orbs. “You so are Schatz. Look at you all concerned over my health.” Mick replied in a teasing sing-song tone. “All this concern over little old me.” the German added a throaty chuckle erupting from his chest. Scoffing Y/N pulled a face “What do you mean over “little old you.” You're nothing special Schumacher. I thought I'd go and check on some of the other drivers this evening… who knows maybe Felipe’s coming down with a cold too… after all the temperature difference between here and Brazil….” the girl trailed off taking a sharp breath. “He didn't even have a snow jacket until the other day the poor guy.” Y/N added in faux serious.  

“No… I’m not sharing.” the German explained playing along, gently wrapping his pale arms around the girls waist before falling back against the headboard dragging Y/N with him who squealed aloud in surprise. “Spoil sport!” Y/N mumbled, placing a kiss just below the Driver’s ear, it being the only piece of skin accessible in her comfortable position tucked under his chin. “Still need to try and clear those sinuses though Micky.” the y/h/c girl added her mind still on the mission of trying to not let the youngest Schumacher get sick , gently removing herself from the German’s comforting hold. 

Inspired by Will Buxton sharing the fact Mick had a cold today at ROC

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Christine L.H

Lewis Hamilton x Christine Daaé!Reader

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y/nhamilton Think of me, think of me fondly

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y/nfan3919 OMG OMG OMG THIS IS NOT A DRILL Y/N TAKING UP THE ROLE OF CHRISTINE!!!!

theatrebrooke are we sure it’s Christine tho because if so I might cry from happiness

| y/nhamilton We’ll have to see 😉

theatrebrooke going to die happy now THE Y/N HAMILTON saw and replied to my comment!

lewishamilton very excited for you, the role was made for you.

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lewishamilton Opening night, I am so incredibly proud of you my darling. I might have missed you during the long rehearsals, gotten sick of hearing Andrew Lloyd Webber practically every day for months on end… but this makes it all worth it. Seeing you shine like the star you are.

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y/nhamilton Thank you Lew, I honestly don’t think I could have accomplished this without your unwavering love and support 💗

hamiltonhugs3818 Lol Lewis upgraded Nicole sang as Christine Daaé once but Lewis got the real Christine in Y/N with her beautiful voice for the rest of his life

yourbestfriend you’re going to kill it girlie

georgerussell63 And where is my opening night ticket @y/nhamilton hm?

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y/nhamilton Say you love me every waking moment

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lewishamilton Then say you’ll share with me one love, one lifetime

y/nhamiltonfan1 🥹 not Lewis commenting one of the next lyrics… excuse me while I just ✨pass away✨

charles_leclerc tu vas être incroyable je dois prendre un billet pour quand je serai à Londres (You are going to be amazing i need to get a ticket for when I’m in London)

| y/nhamilton tu me flattés Charlie (you flatter me Charlie)

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First kiss M.A

Warning: literally based of my first kiss experience, yes i know its embarrassing but also fucking hilarious also couldn’t find a gif from the episode i wanted so have this instead :)

“I… I don’t understand how I keep getting roped into this shit.” the y/h/c young woman grumbled loudly taking a sip of some leftover French chardonnay. The chardonnay had been an unexpected but welcomed surprise, after complaining a few episodes ago about the sheer amount of reds that were featured the wannabe sommelier Clément Novalak made sure to select a white for the girl. Clem had probably dropped the name of the province the golden liquid had come from during his spell about aged oak barrels and the apricot orange-peel floral notes but in this exact moment Y/N could not have cared less. 

“Because you love spending time with us.” Marcus replied, shooting the girl a cocky smile as his honey eyes captured her familiar y/e/c over his sunglasses. “Debatable.” Y/N hummed snarkily. “Clem is bearable at times, but you two….” Y/N gestured at the two Kiwi boys before trailing off taking another sip from her sadly rapidly emptying glass. “I’m going to take that as the compliment I’m hoping it was intended to be.” The French driver mumbled, absentmindedly readjusting his bow-tie.  “Aw you know I love you Clemmie” the y/s/c young woman exclaimed in a sing-song tone playfully throwing her free arm around the tuxedo donned man. “And yet no love for me… not even a little. What kind of girlfriend are you!” Marcus moaned in disbelief at the long-time friendship being rubbed in his face. “Oh quit whining and get on with it.” Y/N sassily retaliated rolling her eyes at the Kiwi’s hysterics. 

“Fine.” Marcus grumbled, however he struggled to hold back the building smile. If there was one thing Marcus sucked at it was hiding his emotions. It didn’t take a genius to work out how he felt about the young woman. From the way his soft golden hazel eyes would sparkle to the small twitches of his upper lip as he tried to bite back a growing grin. “I meant to ask Max during the podcast but I never got around to it, so when and where is your first kiss.” Marcus continued, still slightly kicking himself that he’d forgotten to ask such a juicy question to Max ‘rejected him 26 times’ Fewtrell himself. “We can re-divert!” James stated quickly a smug grin beginning to form, the grin targeted towards the F2 Driver dropped quickly when Clem expertly deflected the question “Actually James when was your first kiss.” The Frenchman asked. “It was in Whangamatā actually in 2013.” The dark blond began setting the scene. “2013?!” Y/N coughed out choking slightly on a sudden giggle. If she did the maths quickly that meant James hadn’t kissed anyone until he was sixteen. This new found knowledge practically obliterated the cool suave Bond-like demeanour James had built up. There wasn’t anything wrong with saving your first kiss, absolutely nothing wrong with going at your own pace. But Y/N had known James since he was 18 and the idea that James could probably have somewhat confidently chugged a weak beer before even locking lips with a girl was mind blowing. Shooting the older man an apologetic smile Y/N continued listening to James retelling of probably one of his most awkward life milestones. “Did you give her a wee pecker.. Or was it a slobbery kiss?” Marcus quizzed his fellow countryman, enjoying the growing bashfulness coming from his mate.

Soon it became clear it was Y/N turn to share her recollection of her first kiss. She wished she could lie and say she simply didn’t remember but knowing Marcus well she knew the Kiwi wouldn’t let it go, especially if he thought it could potentially be a little embarrassing. Groaning Y/N pondered for a second, placing her wine glass down and tucking her legs neatly beneath her. Adjusting her hoodie she racked her brains, the Screaming Meals Trio were some of her closest friends but there were still some things the girl didn’t feel needed to be shared and reliving certain parts of her childhood was one of them. Boy looking back Y/N was embarrassed enough, she didn’t need the trio pissing themselves laughing. So, what about your first kiss Y/N/N ?” the French native asked, his narrowed dark hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. “Marcus didn’t have to share his so why should I?” Y/N frowned, narrowing her eyes playfully at the Kiwi sat directly across from her. “Well firstly mine wasn’t that interesting, secondly it’s my show.” Marcus called out, poking his tongue out a little at his reasoning.  

“Ok first kiss.” Y/N began pausing for a second. “Like first proper kiss when you were aware of what was happening?” Y/N asked slowly hoping for some clarity, her head tilt in slight confusion. 

“Woah woah woah how many guys have you kissed that you ‘weren't aware of?’” Marcus objected loudly shuffling forward from his relaxed position, emphasizing his point with air quotes. Marcus wouldn’t call himself jealous, in fact that’s one of the last words he’d ever associate with himself, but the idea that there could potentially be a list of guys who’d kissed his girlfriend before him was difficult. The Kiwi Driver couldn’t help the surfacing insecurity, I mean what if (god forbid)  they were better kissers than him? “Don’t be gross Marcus… I mean like I don't want to say 4 or 5 mate… I barely remember it other than he’d been nagging me for ages and apparently he was no longer satisfied with my sadistic self only letting him kiss the bottom of my foot…” 

Stifling a giggle at the mixture of reactions from the boys Y/N shrugged as if her statement was beyond normal. “Also sorry Greg if that made you realise you had a foot fetish or something….” The girl added, reaching to collect her previously abandoned glass. “Uh… ok so what about your first proper kiss then?” Clem managed to ask, the Frenchman still slightly frozen in shock. “Um I was in year four so like 8… oh god…” Y/N trailed off cringing at the memory of this relationship. Hell could she even class it as a relationship? It hadn’t lasted that long, but it had been her first real exposure to boys. The boy in question had been the popular boy at school, all the girls had wanted him and he’d picked her. Something young Y/N had been so immensely proud of. 

“I’m probably going to regret asking this but how old was he?” James interrupted hesitantly, a look of concern filling his pale features. “I think. I think maybe 11? Oh fuck that’s  questionably dodgy.” the young woman groaned in realisation. “That’s like mega dodgy… 10 shades of dodgy.” the insurance broker agreed quickly, running a hand over his face. Silence fell over the small group. You could probably have heard a pin drop, or the sharp intake of breath from an extremely baffled Kiwi named Marcus Armstrong. “Jesus Y/N/N I think I can hear some police sirens.” Marcus exclaimed, clearing his throat, all the brown haired driver got in response was a half-hearted shrug. “Well you wanted something interesting?” the y/h/c girl replied simply. 

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Childhood Crushes M.A

Easily manipulated was not a description Y/N L/N’s would associate with herself, in fact the y/h/c young woman wouldn’t describe herself as someone who was easily manipulated at all. She prided herself on being a strong, independent, hardhead young woman and yet she could never say no to Marcus Armstrong. Marcus was a master manipulator especially when it came to her, all the Kiwi Racer had to do was shoot her a dazzling smile or mumble some sweet words paired with gentle kisses against the nape of her neck and she fell for his request hook, line and sinker. 

Perhaps that’s what led to her being sandwiched between two drivers on a compact three-seater sofa donning an oversized Dallas Cowboys team jersey. The successful Screaming Meals podcast was filming yet another episode and despite having Red Bull Junior Jak Crawford as their special guest the y/h/c young woman found herself also roped into discussing racing whilst sampling some wine that Clément Novalak an apparent want to be sommelier would no doubt fawn over. 

Despite having previous history with the Screaming Meals trio, Y/N had not prepared herself to relive the awkward topic of childhood crushes, Clém & James already regularly took the piss out of her regarding her taste in men (Marcus), the ongoing joke wasn’t malicious, more brotherly teasing but it could get tiring extremely quickly. “So, what about you Y/N/N who was your Disney childhood crush?” the French native asked, his narrowed dark hazel eyes sparkling with mischief from beneath his cap. Y/N could curse the goatee wearing f2 Driver to hell and back, a message that was clearly received as the man in question recoiled slightly from the young woman's burning glare. “I mean I wasn’t really a Disney channel kid… I was more of a Doctor Who & Merlin kid to be honest.” the brit replied with a shrug satisfied with her response, before sighing at the looks from the boys surrounding her, the young woman’s original answer clearly not cutting it.  “What did they not have Disney channel in England or something?” Marcus asked in faux ignorance, the microscopic twitch of his upper lip betraying his need to smirk at the girl.  

Groaning Y/N pondered for a second adjusting her position on the sofa as she racked her brains, she really hadn't watched Disney channel as a kid aside from the couple of episodes on hotel tv often in a language she couldn’t speak. The younger girl instead watched things like The Sarah Jane Adventures or more ashamedly Wolfblood. “Fine I guess if I was really pressured it would probably have been Sterling Knight AKA Chad Dylan Cooper.” 

“Ooh that makes so much sense…” James interrupted a look of understanding washing over his face. “What’s that?” y/n asked in confusion, reaching forward to grab her discarded glass of wine, a small pool of silky maroon red still present in the glass. “Why your type is a cocky bastard who smiles too much” James quipped back, the insurance broker's face turning slightly pink as a small chortle escaped. “I know that's supposed to be an insult James but jokes on you just proves I was always Y/N’s type… even if she did reject me every day for a year straight.” Marcus argued gleefully, wrapping an arm around the y/s/c woman, the second half of his sentence trailing off as he realised he’d in turn insulted himself. 

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Mayfair M.A

Y/N L/N’s loved when she got to sit in on and be a part of Screaming Meals, whilst having cameras in her face had become a necessary evil in her career Screaming Meals was less media duties and more fucking about and having a lark with her boyfriend and their tightknit group of friends without having to worry about a show, a race, an interview or anything else her career and Marcus’ threw at them. Yeah Nah G’day was the jewel in the Screaming Meals channel at least in Y/N’s eyes watching Marcus & James slip back into simple Kiwi boy’s sharing stories & laughs, the occasional sly dig thrown in. 

“I was just hanging around Mayfair the other day… I’m not flexing I’m just I was in Mayfair at a cafe with my girlfriend…” Marcus began already rolling his eyes at the face James was pulling at the mention of the infamous London location. “Was I there?” James asked quickly, the tall Kiwi forgetting to let the Driver finish his sentence. “Are you my girlfriend? Marcus asked sarcastically, raising a quizzical eyebrow in response. Resting back, relaxing more into the firm sofa Marcus continued his story “The cafe was reasonably empty, and I’ve sort of looked over to my left and uh… and I’ve seen someone. And I’m like she looks familiar. At this point Y/N’s given me a weird look, I’m like she looks really like Rihanna. Obviously, I didn’t say that to Y/N/N because you know I wasn’t looking at another girl but I’m also not stupid.” Snorting at his mates replay of his inner monologue James interrupted again “Debatable.” It was obviously in jest, but Marcus couldn’t help the offended look that filled his pale features. James and Marcus even Clém often poked fun at each other but they never meant any harm by it, it was just playground high jinks despite leaving school years ago. “So I’m like I’ll just get my phone, I check online um oh shit Rhianna is actually in London right now. And She’s realised that I’ve noticed it's her and there’s only like my table and her table” The Kiwi Driver explained moving his hands around to try to visually explain the distance between him and who he’d now confirmed as the famous Barbadian singer. “And she’s like basically from me to y/n away, she’s so close and I’m like oh my god.”

“Mate she’s gonna freak out when she sees this” James explained teasing the clearly excited Marcus, if there was one thing Marcus Armstrong was bad at other than singing it was hiding his emotions. It didn’t take a genius to work out when he was excited. From the way his soft golden hazel eyes would sparkle to the small twitches of his upper lip as he tried to bite back a growing grin. “I know” Marcus replied somewhat bashfully, an awkward laugh of disbelief tumbling from his pink lips. “When she watches this she’s gonna absolutely lose it. So I’ve realised it’s her and She can see in my eyes that I’ve just realised it’s Rhianna right. And she’s obviously said something to her mate who’s like right next to her and I believe that mate was A$AP Rocky. Quite a table next to us and uh so she’s mentioned something, and I’ve turned to my girlfriend and I’ve said, “Whatever you do don’t turn around.” Marcus trailed off mentally reliving the moment, his heart starting to race. 

“Obviously the first thing Y/N’s gonna do” James stated with a shrug of his shoulders, it was a known fact the y/h/c girl couldn’t be trusted in situations like this. It wasn’t her fault; it was just a reflex she struggled to control no matter how hard she tried. “No I’ve said “don’t turn around Babe do NOT turn around, but Rhianna is on the table behind us”. And of course, my sweet sweet girlfriend has turned around. Um and then suddenly it just struck me I was like actually now that I realise it this room is full of security guards… And they’re all looking at me because I’ve just said that WAY too loud, and Y/N/N’s turned around.” Marcus recounted, a small smile breaking onto his face as he locked eyes with the aforementioned girl behind the camera. “Kind of like Clément Novalak in a Drivers briefing” James chortled purposely ignoring the scoffing that came from his female long-time friend. 

“Exactly like Clément in the driver’s briefing… she’s going to hate that you’ve compared her to him..” the F2 Driver replied laughing at first before trailing off. It was a joke, a good joke even, but Y/N hated being compared to any Driver on the F2 grid or otherwise. Adjusting his headphones Marcus cleared his throat “And uh, my heart is like pounding, it’s like the most nervous I’ve ever been in my life seeing Rhianna, she’s looked me in the eyes and given me a look of disgust, something that I’m quite used to now.” 

“It was not a look of disgust!.” the y/h/c young woman called out softly, a giggle rippling from her chest, her heart warming at the sight of a slightly panicking Armstrong. At the same time James decided to add his thoughts. “Yeah, especially from women… or Y/N’s fans” James added knowing that over the past couple of months the young woman’s fanbase had grown, and with that so had some of jealousy targeted towards the New Zealander.  “Thanks man… And uuhh so I actually I felt so embarrassed for myself that i’d made her uncomfortable that I just thought I need to leave, Babe we need to leave. I just can’t believe I made her feel like this. Lets just get up and leave, I’m sorry I’ve ruined our date, but we just need to leave. So I’m like let’s go.  And then Y/N just looks at me like I’m insane and walked up to Rhianna and says “Hey Rhi how are you” like it was nothing!? Then they like hug and everything and then we just walk out, we just go. I’m still buzzing now like yeah.” 

“I can tell.” the taller Kiwi replied, “It is weird when you see like a full-blown celebrity in the wild.” James hummed a second later nodding his head slightly at his statement. “James, you see me all the time?!” Y/N hollered tilting her head slightly in confusion, some loose strands of y/h/c locks disturbing her view of the lighter haired man. “I said a celebrity!” James barked back in faux angst. “I’ll just go fuck myself then? No more concert tickets for you!” Y/N sassily retaliated losing the fighting urge to stick her tongue out at her boyfriends and unfortunately hers depending on how you looked at it close mate. 

“Hold on a minute! You can’t do that!” James exclaimed loudly, shooting forward quickly, almost yanking his headphones violently. Turning to face his co-host James frowned slightly “Can she do that?” James whispered obnoxiously a look of utter bewilderment casting over his face. All the insurance broker got in response was a half-hearted shrug.  

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Family V.B

Dad!Valtteri x Wife!Reader

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valtteribottas All children deserve an education, since becoming a Father myself my eyes have be been opened to the harsh reality many children around the world face when it comes to education. Thank you @savethechildren_mx for inviting me to visit one of the local schools you support here.

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y/nbottas putting your kindergarten parent art skills to work Val?

| valtteribottas my arts and crafts skills are the envy of many kulta

y/nfan31 sorry what? Can’t imagine Valtteri doing that 😅

bottass631 Gracias Valtteri, siempre Bienvenido a México (thank you Valtteri, always welcome to Mexico)

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y/nbottas Sofia is officially growing up and deciding she wants to be just like her Papa.

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danielricciardo maybe I should of asked Sofia for tips for my recent enchanté shoot rather than @scottyjames31

ricciardofan291 oh Dan that’s cold

scottyjames31 oh please tell Sofia snowboarding is so much cooler 🙄

| y/nbottas @chloestroll come get your man from my comments before he starts crying over the fact his five year old niece picked skiing over his precious snowboarding…

yourbestfriend Ah my heart wasn’t ready for this… where’s my little bestie gone? 💗

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valtteribottas #offseason has officially begun and there’s nobody I’d rather spend it with than my beautiful family visiting home.

*comments limited*

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Home for the holidays M.A

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marcusarmstrong Do you not like my company or something @y/nl/n

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y/nl/n some of us actually enjoy reading you muppet and find it relaxing 🤦🏻‍♀️📖

jamesharveyblair I’m still surprised she even likes you full stop

| marcusarmstrong get out of my comments James nobody wants you here

marcusandy/nupdates y/n’s actually the cutest… beautiful and smart the best combo

y/nl/n it’s hard but someone had to be the beauty & the brains in this relationship ☺️

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y/nl/n It might not be snowing here but Happy Holidays everyone x

📸 Marcus Armstrong or whatever

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marcusarmstrong Sweetheart you don’t even like the cold… you practically begged for an excuse to get out of the UK

| y/nl/n Marcus Cornelius Armstrong I do NOT beg

marcusarmstrong yeah nah you do… like a lot 👀

clementnovalak I unfortunately agree and second that statement

| y/nl/n Clem!

Formula2Jazz are we getting professional photographer Marcus? Living for it

Armstrongm292 you just know Marcus lied and said he was taking a picture of the view

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marcusarmstrong taken approximately 15 seconds before y/n/n stole my hat… still got the sunnies though

clementnovalak so nothing new then?

jamesharveyblair Mate… I’m pretty sure most of her wardrobe is just your stuff she’s stolen

y/nl/n James that is deformation of character and I will not stand for it!

jamesharveyblair then stay sat 😎

fan4910 oh boy they are literally so cute

mrarmstrongx mom and dad energy right here!

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y/nl/n guess which ones the bigger child… *hint* it’s not Moses

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marcusarmstrong that’s just rude

mosiesarmstrong but fact

yourbestfriend he’s a driver what did you expect girl? 😂

| y/nl/n seriously? I don’t know but not someone who threatens their little brother with barbecue tongs

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Don’t fuck it you muppet L.N

“I’m scared…” the man admitted, ashamed, his declaration lacked his usual cocky confidence but it was pure honesty. “I’m scared I’m going to fuck up.” The man spoke again, still uncertain but gaining courage. 

“Your Uncle Carlos told me to not fuck it up…. “Don’t fuck it you muppet.”” Lando laughed quietly at his awful attempt at the Spaniards accent, “Although I probably shouldn’t use that sort of language around you. Your Mummy would have my head.” Lando added teasingly, his denby azure eyes settling on the woman in question. Even after all these years just looking at Y/N made his heart flutter. She was wearing an extremely old Carlin team t-shirt, she looked so natural and at ease. A Goddess among mortals honestly. Even now he didn’t understand how he got so lucky with her, they’d met in the Karting World years before, back when Y/N towered over Lando and regularly showed the Tanned Brit what losing felt like. She’d been loud and mouthy in a lovable sort of way, even giving Oliver a run for his money at times. 

The soft chatter stopped abruptly as the y/h/c young woman shuffled & shifted, the mid January sunbeams that had managed to break its way through the cracks in the curtains trying to desperately ease the woman out of her much needed slumber. “Norris close the curtains.” the y/h/c woman mumbled gently, snuggling deeper into the pillow, swatting at the man’s usual position beside her, blindly hoping the driver heard her and took pity on her utterly shattered body. The rough start to motherhood was still taking its toll on Y/N, despite the long nights the young couple had spent pouring over parenting advice books, the parenting courses, the inner circle of family support the y/h/c young woman was still wiped out. 

The golden rays of sun refused to let y/n return to slumber. Perhaps a subtle message to not miss out on this small moment, fighting the urge to close her eyes Y/N turned to face the man. But instead her y/e/c orbs focused in on a sight that she’d only been able to dream of in the past couple of months, it felt like she’d waited a lifetime to witness this moment and it was just a random Tuesday morning. Lando resting against the headboard, donning mismatching socks and joggers, tanned chest on full display cradling the small life they’d managed to create. In that moment the failed five year plan, horrendous morning sickness, 17 hour labour and general pregnancy blues seemed so worth it. “Morning.” Lando whispered a reddish blush filling his cheeks at the prospect of being caught singing the anthem to his anxieties aloud. But even then the Brit couldn’t help small twitches of his upper lip as he tried to bite back a content dopey grin. Slowly Lando raised the hand that wasn’t holding newborn close, reaching out to brush the strand of y/h/c hair that had managed to escape from Y/N’s now messy ponytail out of her face. 

“Did I miss her crying?” The y/h/c woman asked concern lacing her tired voice, trying to sit up despite the lingering post-labour pain. Shaking his head Lando replied reassuringly, his voice soft and low trying not to disturb the sleeping new born, “No no I was just up early.” 

‘How are you feeling?’ Y/N could hear the apprehensive concern partnered with his words, Lando had watched all night, an undeniable sense of guilt hitting him each time Y/N winced in her sleep, the y/s/c woman still unable to find any comfort. There wasn’t much the Driver could do, but that didn’t ease the guilt that he had caused Y/N this pain. 

“Honestly I’ve been better.” Y/N admitted bashfully. In fact Y/N was sure she could have been hit by a lorry and still felt more refreshed than she did right now. But watching a domestic new dad Lando made it more bearable. The pain and postpartum bleeding was temporary but her growing little family with Lando was forever. 

A/N it’s shit, I know it’s shit but this idea has been bugging my brain for the past few days and i’m like super sick so this is written half delirious, on pain medication whilst binge listening to The 1975... so yeah

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Michael - Sebastian - Mick

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Winter break P.O

Pato O’ward x McLaren!reader

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patriciooward Abu Dhabi 📸 ARCHIVES @mclaren

y/nl/n I don’t like the idea of someone else being in my car… but I guess if it had to be anyone I’m glad it was you 🙄

landonorris I think… I think that was a compliment

| patriciooward it’s as close to one as I’m going to get from her on track

y/nl/n that is deformation of character I give compliments ALL the time just not to losers like you Lando Norris

papaya28 It was amazing seeing you in that seat Pato maybe an f1 move soon? 🧡

norrisl/n4 @mclaren wouldn’t give up their British dream team and I can’t imagine Pato anywhere else

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y/nl/n Don’t believe that innocent smile this is the face of a cheater!

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patriciooward it’s just a game of uno princesa it’s not that serious

| y/nl/n if it’s just a game then why do you cheat every time Patricio O'Ward Junco huh?!

patoy/n281 i see the off seasons treating you well @patriciooward

yourbestfriend note to self don’t get into a relationship with someone if you’re both sore losers

| y/nl/n correction sore loser who resorts to cheating and a genuine winner who calls out the cheater

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patriciooward Made new friends today 🥹

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santi_urrutia Pato al agua 😂😂 (duck to water)

y/nl/n I say this in the sweetest way possible I think you should stick to the track

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Date night M.I

Michael Italiano x Wife!reader

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y/nitaliano This is a PSA to NOT let Daniel Joseph Ricciardo babysit… you will come back to whatever this is

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danielricciardo That was not my fault 😅

| y/nitaliano Oh really that’s why you practically ran for the hills when Michael and I got back huh?

scottyjames31 rookie mistake y/n/n rookie mistake

Dannyric4281 I mean at least this confirms Dan is in fact the fun uncle

michaelitaliano Mate you better come up with a good excuse

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michaelitaliano take two of date night hopefully the kids will actually be in bed when we get back and not giving another “midnight fashion show”

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danielricciardo how long until you forgive and forget about this?

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Angie M.S

A/N this isn’t great but i haven’t posted anything in AGES bear with me also warning i guess talks of period pain

If Y/N L/N’s scrolled through her phone right now she was a thousand percent sure she’d see stories from her friends and family enjoying their Friday evening. In fact she knew her friend Y/F/N was planning a much needed night out but instead the y/h/c girl was at home. Time was seemingly passing but Y/N couldn’t quite be sure. She’d watched the f1 practices and even managed to catch some of f3 as she came in and out of consciousness. The girl had been feeling under the weather on and off throughout the day, cursing that after months of seeming painless visits from aunt flo that now she could barely move without feeling like she was being stabbed with a red hot poker. Medicine had managed to take the edge off but still.

Taking a bite of her slice of now lukewarm at best pizza Y/N frowned at the interruption of her Friday night plans. Despite having a Mick free weekend the y/h/c young woman was donned in a pair of sweats and an old worn hoodie that had definitely seen better days, an episode of Golden Girls displayed on the tv. If she was being honest Y/N hadn’t really been paying attention to the show, instead using it as background noise. It wasn’t  like the y/h/c girl hated her own company but with her feeling under the weather and lacking human company some noise was better than nothing even if it was three American ladies complaining. “Miss me already Schumacher,'' the y/h/c young woman hummed teasingly, answering the facetime request without hesitation before sluggishly reaching for the remote to mute the show.

 Y/N didn’t have to check the contact name before accepting the request, Mick had a habit of calling her every night they were apart, whether his absence was work based or domestic. The soft German had been bashful at the start of their relationship, scared of coming across as clingy but over time the part had gotten used to each other's so called quirks. “What I can’t miss my girls?” Mick asked innocently feigning a look of horror but the small grin settling on his pale features breaking his joking façade. “Ah girl.” the y/h/c girl corrected, lifting her phone higher to gesture at the sofa currently housing her, her pizza and a blanket. There was a hot water bottle floating around somewhere but that was now long forgotten having lost its comforting heat over the past couple of hours. 

“Where’s Angie” the German Driver asked in confusion, despite the dog originally being Mick’s it didn’t take long for Y/N to adopt Angie as her own furbaby. The German treated Angie like another family member but Y/N treated Angie like she was her life. It was unusual to see the two without each other especially if Mick was away. Angie loved being able to get unlimited cuddles without the blond man interrupting. Tucking her feet underneath her tired form the y/h/c girl frowned, tilting her head slightly as she searched the room. The Australian shepherd was currently curled up on her bed in the corner of the room fast asleep. Clearly so tired she hadn’t heard Mick’s familiar voice flood the room. “Angie?!” Y/N called gently, “Angie dein papa ist hier” the y/h/c young woman continued cooing slightly as the calm dog awoke. Patting the space beside her Y/N smiled softly as the tan dog bounded over seemingly now aware of what was happening. 

“Are you feeling any better Liebling?” Mick asked quietly, changing the conversation, his natural concern rising to the surface. The Haas Driver had been so disappointed that Y/N wasn’t able to go to Barcelona, especially after not having her for Miami but the young couple had agreed it wasn’t fair to travel when she was in such pain. The y/h/c young woman had unfortunately been unwell in the past couple of days and the combination of mind numbing pain and the general washed out feeling led her to staying home. It was nobody’s fault, nobody was to blame but Mick couldn’t help but be upset. “Mick I’m fine honestly.” the y/h/c young girl insisted, shooting the German Driver a reassuring smile. Capturing the girl’s y/e/c orbs the German narrowed his eyes suspiciously, his welcoming blue orbs scanning the phone screen for any possible sign that she was lying. “Mick, I promise I’m ok! I have Angie, I have Pizza and if I really need it I have pain relief.” Y/N stated calmly absentmindedly reaching for the dog in question. Angie had now settled beside the girl and had nodded off. “Well I mean if you have pizza you must be fine.” Mick exclaimed in mock exasperation choosing to ignore the mention of medication. “I’m not sure I like that tone Schumacher…I’m not sure Corinna would either.” 

“You wouldn’t snitch on me to my Mum. You love me too much.” Mick replied confidently. “Oh wouldn’t I?” Y/N replied plainly with a shrug of her shoulders. 

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He knows V.B

Daniel Joseph Ricciardo prided himself on being a family oriented man, a doting and devoted son but even more importantly a vigilant older brother. In fact Daniel would go so far to say he was the “best brother anyone could possibly ask for.” The tanned Aussie would throw this declaration in wherever possible with that signature infamous grin filling his kind features. One word Daniel would never associate himself with when it came to his brotherly role was overprotective. However in reality overprotective is probably one of the first words Y/N Ricciardo would associate with her older brother.

Dan's protective nature had changed over the years from a softly concerned brother when Y/N followed in his footsteps with karting, to silent deathly glares when it came out Y/N was dating a fellow Driver. The y/h/c young woman had tried to hold off on telling her brother, it wasn’t that Y/N was scared of Dan, it was more the fact that a whiny jealousy pouting Dan was the last thing the paddock needed. So instead Y/N wisely steered clear of name dropping despite her elder brother's complaints. But time was running out, there was only so many times She could sneak away from the McLaren hospitality without raising any suspicion. Michael had already spotted her lurking at the other end of the paddock, a fact he’d made sure to quietly share with the younger Ricciardo.

In spite of the growing risk the y/h woman couldn’t stay away from the Driver she’d simply fallen head over heels for. Valtteri Bottas was unlike anyone she’d ever met before. He was like a burning bright light in the dead of winter. She needed him. Craved him. Wanted to just be in his presence and let the warm glow of his soft smiles and genuine laughter wash over her.

“Maybe you should tell him?” Valtteri announced quietly. The soon to be ex McLaren Driver was becoming a recurring theme in the couple's stolen moments at the track.

“Oh really” Y/N mumbled in faux seriousness, burrowing her face into the reserved finn’s shoulder. “And why me?” the y/s/c woman asked teasingly, quickly glancing up at the Alfa Romeo Driver. With a shrug of his shoulders Valtteri thought for a second. He had no real reason to leave Y/N to face her brother alone, perhaps it was the fact that Dan smiled all the time. You could never really read his emotions, the Aussie hid them expertly but Valtteri didn’t want to risk being the one to make Daniel snap. “He’s your brother?” The Finn replied, he tried to sound firm but his tone betrayed him. “Yes. Is that your only argument or are you going to make any more amazing points?” Y/N asked sarcastically, a smile settling on her face watching the finn as he attempted to silently list more reasons off the top of his head. The usually reserved man was sure he could add some more reason’s. “Don’t go silent on me now Bottas.” Y/N teased adjusting herself from her current position tucked snuggly under the blue eyed man’s arm.

“Honestly Val I’m a bit disappointed in you… wanting me to face my oh so scary brother alone. While you presumably hid away with your espresso.” The woman jested, placing a kiss on the corner of the man’s mouth. Pulling away Y/N laughed lightly at the Finnish driver's pout, the man jutting out his lower lip slightly indicating he wanted another kiss. A proper kiss. Leaning forward to finally capture the blonde haired man’s slightly chapped lips in a kiss, Y/N sighed loudly at her phone's shrill ringing. She recognised the ring tone. Michael goddamn Italiano. Shooting the confused Finn an apologetic smile, the y/s/c woman grabbed her phone knowing the Aussie performance coach would just ring back incessantly. The airwaves stayed silent for a second, honestly Y/N debated if Michael had butt dialled her yet again. Only to be greeted by two simple words that cause her heart to skip a beat.

“He knows”

A/N: sorry for the weird formatting I’ll fix it on my pc tonight just had to post it since it’s been FOREVER!!! Hope it’s ok 🫶🏻

Also not proofread literally written on the bus to college sorry 😅

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Thanks Mercedes for these 🫣❤️

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Freezing R.S

Requested

The snow was no longer falling, but the early morning air still contained Goosebumps inducing crispness. The slopes were still quiet, only the true brave skiers & snowboarders making the trek to set the first tracks of the day in the fresh white snow before first light. Golden hour seemed to embrace the wintery ethereal landscape, Y/N always thought golden hour was magical. The way the first or last rays of warm sunlight bled across the sky following a billion years old dance across the land. Perhaps that’s why she convinced her boyfriend of two years to leave the comfort of their hotel room to take advantage of the world that remained sleeping around them.

Robert was used to early mornings, but he’d convinced himself that during his time off he’d be able to rejoice in late mornings, perhaps a cup of coffee on the balcony before finally deciding what to do with their day knowing that no matter how much the temperature dropped they had each other. However Y/N’s childlike excitement woke him up earlier than he’d planned, it was nice seeing the y/h/c girl happy and care-free. Despite no longer racing in Formula Two, Robert still had to travel for work as Ferrari’s reserve Driver. The start of the young couple's relationship had been a series of stolen moments between race weekends. With the y/h/c having to share her time between her brother’s own race categories, Robert & her other responsibilities, their time together was few and far between and really impacted their relationship.  

And even now with his 2022 role of test driver & new role as reserve driver the couple were playing catch up. Between his usual fitness program & Ferrari responsibilities the blond was glad he was finally able to spend some time alone with his Girlfriend Y/N.

Charles had recommended the getaway, seemingly the only Leclerc brother to notice just how much the couple needed some time to themselves. The Winter break was always busy, despite being a time for drivers to try and refresh before the next season it always felt like they were playing catchup with all the stuff they’d missed out on during the racing season. The Christmas Leclerc family trip was something they all looked forward to, but January was just for Robert & Y/N. 

“You’re freezing ” the Russian exclaimed in genuine concern, softly picking up Y/N’s cold hands and bringing them to his lips. Robert paused for a second before gently breathing warm air onto the girl's hands. “You’re so dramatic Rob!” the y/h/c young woman teased aching to pull her y/s/c hand’s away from the Drivers tender grip. Y/N had lost true feeling in her fingers ages ago, but from the blond’s furrowed eyebrows it was clear the numbness was hiding just how cold her hands were. 

“Rob I’m fine honestly.” the y/h/c young woman insisted affectionately, but still the look of worry stayed on the Russians face. “You worry about me too much.” Y/N added quietly, she tried to sound serious, almost like a strict parent telling their child off but Y/N’s couldn't help but revel in her boyfriend's concern. There was something about the Ferrari reserve drivers' caring nature that made it almost impossible to be mad at him. “I can’t help it.” Robert replied with a bashful smile finding its way onto his pale face. “So hot chocolate time?” Y/N quizzed the former Prema Driver hopefully, her nose crinkling a little. Capturing the girl’s y/e/c orbs the man narrowed his eyes suspiciously, he was sure Y/N would quite happily remain outside until the sun dipped and the snowy ground was bathed in moonlight. Robert was used to snow, hell he thrived in the snow, especially with cars drifting. He’d gotten some incredible tiktok and instagram footage showing off his skillful control in the innocently white element. But the cold was beginning to eat away at him, something he suspected was obvious by how insistent the y/h/c girl seemed to be in regards to going back inside. “Do you really want to go inside?” Robert asked. 

Shrugging for a second  Y/N nodded, “I’m starting to get a little cold.” Y/N admitted. The snow would still be there later, there was no rush. “Plus I have an idea of how to warm you up.” the y/h/c young woman teased, sneaking forward to place a chaste kiss on the corner of the surprised man's lips before walking away. 

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y/nleclerc love spending time with you away from the rush of life (I remembered my gloves this time) ❤️

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arthur_leclerc C'est dégoûtant 🤢

| y/n_leclerc Arthur s'en va ou je le dirai à maman

F2artieleclerc aw sibling love

robertshwartzman I think you mean I remembered your gloves….

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leclercfan4321 they are just the cutest things ever

charles_leclerc enjoy yourselves but come home soon

y/n4ever when is it my turn to be a leclerc… can Pascal adopt me plz

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