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MY GIRL ♥︎ MSC47

pairing: mick schumacher x girlfriend! reader ( she/her )

summary: mick loves his girlfriend, you love your boyfriend. you love each other on valentine’s day.

author’s note: this smau is chaotic, starts with silliness and ends with a piece of my heart, not much fuss. it’s short and sweet, not my best work but one i’ll remember for falling asleep finishing at 6am after surviving a long night at the lab, feeling incredibly tired. so, enjoy <3

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the people you trust the most can betray you i fear

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good thing she's a dog 🥰

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i’m still hersssss

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then you’re mine because we share everything!!!!

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whatever you say baby

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mickschumacher Happy valentine’s day to the girl who lights up my world. My sunshine. My sweet girl. My purest love. Words will never summarize all you mean to me, you are so unique, so remarkably you. And if you asked me to try and put a name to what I feel, I’d remember this one quote: My heart is so full of you I can hardly call it my own.

I love you. You know I do. I’ve fallen for you and I still do every day. Beyond your boyfriend, I’ll always be someone you can count on. Today, tomorrow, in 10 years, in 50, forever. I will do everything I can to support and love you the way you deserve, appreciate you until I give my last breath. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me in these 3 years of partners and many more of friendship. Thank you for loving me so well, for teaching me what it means to love and be loved.

I hope you are my future as much (& more) as you are my present. Because from what I know about soulmates, you are mine ❤️

February 14, 2024

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dilf | mick schumacher

part 2 of grown up

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[mythunderstorm]

Close | MS47

mick schumacher x fem!reader

summary: spending a whole day with your boyfriend and your family is nice, amazing even but sometimes you’re just craving an intimate moment with your lover, without interruptions or the fear of doing too much pda infront of parents :p

warnings: +18; cockwarming; mick just being an absolute sweetheart lol; this is short af; minors dni

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You are exhausted. Absolutely exhausted. You love your family, really you do. But sometimes it’s just.. too much. Normally it’s your boyfriend who helps you staying calm. Being directly by your side, holding your hand, being your anchor. But today was so stressful and chaotic. So many people running around, trying to talk to you or either the famous Schumacher junior.

You may have been at the same place today but it felt like you guys were so far away from each other.

Now you’re standing in your shared bathroom, brushing your teeth, finally. The day is coming to an end and you couldn’t be more relieved. You are craving the warmth and love of Mick and you feel like you’re going to die if you don’t get a kiss within the next minutes.

After removing your Make up you make your way into your shared bedroom, spotting Mick on the bed reading a book. You lean on the doorframe for a few seconds, allowing yourself to admire the absolute beauty of the man who is yours. You still cannot believe how lucky you are.

Slowly, you walk towards him, stopping next to his side of the bed. Careful you remove the book from his hands, putting it on the nightstand. But not without placing a bookmark on the correct page.

You slide into his lap easily, one of your hands moving to the back of his neck to play with his hair, while his hands settle on your hips.

„Hi.“ he smirks.

„Hi.“ you whisper back.

He‘s looking at you with so much adoration and you simply can’t wait anymore. You bridge the last centimeters, kissing him slow but passionately.

You’re hugging him so close, pressing your entire body against his while hiding your face in his neck.

„You okay baby?“ „Mhmm.“ you answer. „Just missed you, that’s all.“

A small laugh escapes his mouth. „We‘ve been together all day sweetheart.“

„Still missed you. So much“, you shrug.

„Anything I can do for you Liebling?“ he asks.

„Just wanna be close to you.“ you say, pushing your face even further into the crook of his neck, if that’s even possible.

You guys remain silent for a moment, soaking up each other’s love until Mick starts to speak again „you wanna be closer?“

A silent „please“ escapes your mouth, but it sounds more like a whine.

Tapping your ass lightly Mick signals you to raise your hips so he can free his cock more easily from his boxers.

He knows teasing is the last thing you want right now but he just cannot help himself, rubbing the tip of his dick on your clit, which is still hidden by your panties.

Wiggling you hips a little bit you let out a whiney „Micky please!“ so he decides he teased enough, moving your underwear to the side to finally slide inside you. He goes slow, so you can get used to the stretch but right now you simply do not care so you help out by pushing your hips back down until you can feel his pelvis under you.

Mick groans, letting his head fall onto your shoulder. „Fuck baby, you’re so wet.“ „Only for you Micky, only for you. Been craving your touch all day.“

„I‘m right here Liebling. Ich liebe dich.“ Your boyfriend answers, pressing a loving kiss on the side of your head.

„I wish we could stay like this forever. Today was so hard for some reason. I know you were there but you weren’t by my side and I just got so overwhelmed.“

„I‘m so sorry I wasn’t there mein Schatz. I missed you too. Du bist die Liebe meines Lebens und jede Sekunde ohne dich ist absolut schrecklich.“ You’re the love of my life and every second without you is absolutely horrible.

God, you feel like you’re on the verge of crying. Mick is sweetest guy and you still don’t understand why he chose you.

This moment is perfect, utterly perfect. You know you have to get back to reality at some point but right now only you and Mick exist, no one else. Just two people who love each other and are as close as humans can possibly be and yet it’s still not close enough.

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[feraltwinkseb]

#babe wake up #my new favourite mick photo just dropped #the eyes…the hair… #100% golden retriever #mick schumacher #msc47 #2024

[writingshushf1]

Ooo mick bc I cant find smuts abt him

Bereal

Summary:  the app goes off and mick has an idea.

Rating: +18

Warnings: shameless smut, p!rn with a little bit of plot, shibari/restraining, unprotected (wrap it before you tap it!!!)

Word count: 0.6k

Note: god. this is the filthiest thing i've ever written.

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The room was hot, Mick had a wicked grin on his face, holding the ropes that were tied against your body. 

Right after you started your makeout session, he said he wanted to try something new he heard the boys commenting, because of it, the German searched about and bought what needed, now wanting to try it out - he loved to experiment new things, so did you. After a few minutes, he made a star harness with arms shibari, it was not just beautiful, but restrained your movements as well, so he could take more liberty on controlling you.

You had your face against the mattress, while Schumacher thrusted hard inside of you, earning loud whimpers out of your mouth, he was loving every single minute of it. He held the piece of rope that restrained your arms, while the other travelled between your hips to slap your ass harshly, leaving you to whine louder.

If you weren’t already a mess from having him inside of you, the blonde started to kiss your neck, nibbling and giving big hickeys around it, slowly making them go closer to your breasts - avoid getting into the rope, of course, he didn’t want to ruin his beautiful work. When you weren’t looking, he grabbed a bullet vibrator and put it against your core, making you chant his name over and over again.

Out of nowhere, the sound of bereal rang from the driver's mobile phone, which made you two look at each other for a few seconds. He scrunched up his eyebrows, picking up the phone.

“Can I?”

“Just don’t show my tits or any of those parts.”

“I wouldn’t want to, they’re mine and only for me. No one needs to see it.” His face got closer to yours. “Because you’re mine, baby… And I would be very jealous if someone got to see you like that.” 

You whimpered with his words, at first, he took a selfie, his face reddened by the heat and if you paid attention very closely, your legs appeared on the back of the picture, who were also tied up. Then, you let him hold your face to the side and show all the bruises on your neck and a part of your naked torso with the rope being very evident - of course, not showing your breasts. He turned off his phone, looking at you again.

“Such a beautiful good girl, letting me show off how good I take care of you.” He muttered, starting to thrust again in an agonising slow pace.

You were getting closer and closer to an orgasm and he kept provoking you, making you get into the edge of it, then slowing down at once so you would never get into your climax.

“Mick… Please.”

“What, baby?”

“I’ve been such a good girl… Please, let me cum.”

“Oh. Do you think so?”

You went quiet, looking at him while holding the most obscene moans. Schumacher chuckled, slapping your thigh and going again at a painful speed - now painfully fast, knowing that after that, it would be very hard to walk.

When you came, your walls squeezed him inside, making him cum too, screaming your name multiple times while he finished inside of you.

After this mind blowing sex, you two were laying together, cuddling naked on the bed when Mick grabbed his phone, seeing multiple notifications from bereal and his friend group chat. As he read the reactions of his friends - many shocked that he was into that sort of thing, the German showed you and you both laughed together at how their friends believed him to be an innocent person.

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[aphrostiel]

Mick & Seb

Inspired by recent photos, I wanted to draw my two favs <3 Can't wait to see them in Goodwood this weekend! I'm not personally attending sadly but I'll cry with all the content we get, already did so this week :')

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[vettelsvee]

LET ME TAKE CARE OF YOU | Mick Schumacher

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mick x uni!reader

word count: 1602

warnings: mention of period cramps, reader being sick, just fluff and cute in general (i think). use of y/n y/l/n

you can send your one shots requests here! feedback is truly appreciated! <3

University was not an easy path to tread, and much less so if you were studying Medicine.

Y/N Y/L/N sat at her small desk, curled up in her chair as she gazed at the plethora of notes and books from different subjects overflowing the tiny space. With her eyes fixed on a Gynecology topic, her favorite subject, she attempted to summon concentration, failing in the attempt because it was undeniable that something was wrong with her.

The truth was unquestionable that the Swedish girl wasn't feeling well because it wasn't just the stress of final exams consuming her: her period had decided to arrive that same early morning, greeting her with a strong abdominal pain that had barely allowed her to sleep; apart from that, just a few hours after managing to fall asleep, she was awakened by sweats.

In those moments, the girl was aware that she needed to stop because she felt exhausted, the headache was getting heavier, and discomfort was increasingly present in her body. All of that was starting to take its toll on her, but she couldn't afford to give up everything when there were just a few days left until the start of the end-of-term holiday.

Come on, Y/N, she thought to herself as a sharp pain made itself known in her abdomen. You're strong, capable of this and much more.

Suddenly, as if destiny were alerting her to take a break, her mobile phone began to vibrate, indicating an incoming video call with Mick.

"Hey, Mick," the young woman responded after accepting the call, her voice subdued.

Schumacher sensed that something wasn't going well for his partner.

"Hey, love," he responded sweetly, showing concern, "what's wrong?"

Y/N sighed, trying her best to hide the truth from her boyfriend, who already had enough worries as the Mercedes reserve driver to now concern himself with a simple ailment. She timidly ran her hand over her forehead, feeling the temperature starting to rise.

"Mick, really, it's nothing..."

"Y/N," the boy interrupted her, "you have bright eyes, accompanied by quite concerning dark circles. Have you been studying all night?"

Y/L/N hated that the son of a certain seven-time world champion driver knew her so well.

"No," she affirmed, "but I'm not feeling very well. This final exam season is killing me, almost literally, because the subjects are very difficult, and I feel like I'm not cut out for what I'm studying. And also add to that that last night my fantastic period started, and if that wasn't enough, I started to get a fever."

"Have you been to the doctor?" Schumacher asked, even though he knew the answer.

"No, I haven't had time either," the brunette responded curtly. "Please, Mick, I've been studying almost twelve hours a day for almost three weeks. I'm trying to study as much as possible, and I feel less and less capable of passing the subjects."

Mick nodded, understanding.

"I get it, even though I haven't been through the same thing as you, but you can't ignore the signals your body is sending you. You come first, and even though it's hard for you to accept it and deny it to me, exams can wait."

"No, honey, no," Y/N shook her head, affirming what Mick was thinking. "I've been trying to study, but all I've done is reread the notes over and over."

"Well, then focus on resting even if it's just this afternoon, okay? Don't worry about anything, your recovery comes first, darling."

As the conversation between the couple progressed, they began to talk about more mundane topics, such as the couple's upcoming vacation destination or the status of the boy's family.

Once they finished the call, and without much thought, Mick decided to prepare a surprise for his girlfriend to help her calm down as much as possible so she could recover as soon as possible. Therefore, he left his house without explaining to anyone and immediately got into his car, heading to the nearest shopping center.

With a mischievous smile on his face as he crossed the doors of the venue, Schumacher quickly made his way to get what he had planned to buy so he could pay for it as soon as possible and then quickly get to Y/N's house. After passing through the self-checkout with a large amount of her favorite chocolates, a bouquet of tulips, and a book she had been eager to have, he put everything in a paper bag decorated with kittens and headed back to his car.

As he was on his way to his girlfriend's house, Mick thought about the surprise and joy that would bring to Y/N as soon as she saw him standing in front of her door. The young man knew that, in terms of what he could give her, it wasn't much; but he was sure that what would make Clara happiest was the thoughtfulness and effort that the reserve driver had put into it.

After parking in a nearby parking lot near the apartment building where the girl lived, Mick took the bag and his nerves began to grow, although he walked towards the house with determination. Once he arrived, he placed the bag behind his back, so it wouldn't be visible at first, and stealthily knocked on the door.

"Seriously, if you're someone here to sell me an air fryer, I don't want it, okay? I'm a humble student living off scholarships..."

When Y/N opened the door, she couldn't articulate a word: seeing her boyfriend standing there, in front of her, was certainly not what she expected on that fateful day. Her eyes filled with joy, and tears even welled up.

"Mick!" the brunette exclaimed as she gave him a tight hug. "What are you doing here?" she asked, unable to contain her smile.

After finishing the warm hug, the boy handed her the bag, which Y/N began to open quickly and took out each of the items it contained. As she unpacked, the young man went to get a vase for the flowers so they wouldn't dry out.

"Can't a humble boy from a humble family want to surprise his wonderful girlfriend to lift her spirits?" the young man said as he spoke, while Y/N fetched a vase for the flowers.

Yeah, especially humble..., Y/N muttered to herself.

"You're amazing, Mick," the girl commented, hugging her gifts affectionately. "I can't believe you did this for me despite me talking to you like crap."

The boy moved closer to his partner, taking her hand lovingly.

"Well, I guess that's what you sign up for when you start a relationship, right?" he explained ironically, receiving a playful punch in his arm from Y/N. "But that's not all: I'm going to prepare a bath for you to relax while I make you dinner, okay?"

She approved of the plan because, after trying to continue studying, she hadn't been able to carry on. Her body continued with persistent warnings, to the point where she had noticed small contractions in her chest and even slight dizziness.

With Mick's help, once in the bathroom, she undressed as the water slowly but steadily filled the tub. As soon as the university student's feet touched the warm water, she tried to forget everything during those moments, which she successfully achieved by submerging her body.

Meanwhile, the driver started preparing her girlfriend's favorite dinner: grilled salmon with soy sauce. Despite having little experience in the culinary world, he followed a recipe he found on YouTube step by step, trying not to get frustrated and following everything meticulously. Since Clara hadn't come out yet and he had already prepared everything, he decided to find a series on Netflix that they had both been meaning to watch for some time.

Y/N emerged from the bathroom wearing only a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her wet hair. If she thought her day couldn't get any better, everything Mick had prepared had immediately changed her mind. Mick just looked at her: he knew the girl was excited, and her eyes, though tired, reflected an emotion he had seen when he prepared these kinds of details.

"Come on, sit down, princess," the boy invited, pulling out the chair for her to sit. "All of this is for you, so just enjoy the food, even if it's not very good, and forget about everything."

Although her boyfriend was right and it wasn't by any means the best meal she had ever tasted, she appreciated the effort he had made to turn her day around; besides, the conversations, encouragement, support, and laughter they shared were the best she could accept from Mick.

After cleaning up the mess, the couple lay down on the girl's bed. Y/N rested her head on Mick's chest, and he gently stroked her hair. In those moments, there was no need for words or any other action to know how the other felt at that moment.

Y/N Y/L/N felt secure and, especially, calm, caring less and less about everything she had to study, Mick was aware that he was risking catching a cold, something that wouldn't bode well for his profession, but at that moment it was the least of his concerns. Minutes later, embraced by the warmth of the blankets and each other's arms, sleep invited them to join its embrace.

"Tomorrow will be a better day, especially if I have Mick by my side," wandered through Y/N's mind before Morpheus embraced her in his arms.

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[t-nd-rfoot]

Williams with Nicholas Latifi. Haas with Mick Schumacher.

Both drivers with a reputation for their crashes. Both drivers leaving F1.

What do their teams do?

Williams: signs and gifts Latifi part of the car he earned his first points in. Latifi even jokes that they got this from a car that he crashed, to which the whole team laughed with him.

Haas: stops Mick from doing celebratory donuts at the end of the race, and doesn’t even thank or acknowledge him in the post-race radio for the work he’s done for them for the last two years. And don’t even tell me about that video of Gunther giving a speech thanking Mick. That shit was pure PR. They’ll do it for the video but what happens off camera is what matters more.

Take this post as you will, but it speaks volumes about the environments of those teams. Two of the lowest teams (and they’re both very well aware of that), yet one team still remembers that their drivers are human and can treat them with respect despite the downfalls, but another can’t even be bothered to show their drivers basic manners and courtesy.

TL;DR: fuck Gunther Steiner. Fuck Haas. Take your boat and sail away.

#they want to be the stars of dts so bad because thats the only way they get publicity #theyd rather be memes than be taken seriously in the sport #the haas hater i will be next year!!! #mick schumacher #msc47 #nicholas latifi #lat20 #goatifi #haas #haas f1 team #anti haas #williams #williams racing #formula 1 #f1

[povlnfour]

ooh, okay, i know you like the whole olden day royal thing too (based off poets and palaces) so maybe having a forbidden romance with mick in that time period <33

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yes yes yes yes omg literally one of my favorite genres

from the 1k drabble game

ੈ✩‧₊˚ SECRET ROMANCE (MSC47)

— being one of the stable hands, you came in contact with the royal family a lot. they’d come down most days to see the horses, and occasionally take them out, so you always had to be on your best behaviour incase a surprise visit occurred.

— this also meant you came to know the crown prince, mick, well, for he was an avid horse rider when he wasn’t in council meetings.

— mick and you struck up an unlikely friendship, the prince even staying later than his court members to help you attend to the horses. usually people would leave immediately after their sessions, but mick always helped you i tack and groom the horses, not caring if his fancy clothes got ruined.

— eventually, he’d sneak you fineries from the castle; a pastry here and there, new bed linens, and soon enough, jewellery which you could never wear for the fear of recognition.

— one day whilst mick was staying late to help you turn out his stallion, he kissed you against the stable door.

— you avoided him for a while after this, not wanting to jeopardize his position. that was until mick cornered you one day, asking why you had been avoiding him.

— before you could make excuses, mick kissed you again, telling you he didn’t care for rules, that he wanted you.

— and so you began sneaking around with the crown prince of all people. he’d start visiting later at night when his family weren’t around, spending longer hours with you under the guise of training a new horse. which wasn’t an entire lie, the two of you would go for rides after all.

— you didn’t know how long it would last, but you made the most of every second. stolen kisses in the stable block, shared glances during equestrian events that the palace held. it was hard to not run and kiss him when he inevitably won the riding events, but you made the most of it on those nights.

— mick confessed his love for you one night under the stars, when he snuck out of the palace to come to your quarters. the two of you cried, knowing you could never have the happy ending you body craved, but content with this for now.

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[matchnightt]

could you draw mick schumacher? love your art 💕

Ty! Here he is!!

#mick schumacher #msc47 #f1 #formula 1 #f1 art #f1 fanart #my art #I’m gonna be so honest #I drew this man like 4 times #and every time it looked wrong to me #so that’s why it took like a week😭

[f1version]

SANTA DOESN’T KNOW YOU LIKE I DO ‧͙*̩̩͙❅ MSC47

pairing: Mick Schumacher x reader ( she/her )

summary: Mick and you have been best friends for years, been through the good and bad, but feelings change and thoughts spiral. Will this holiday time make both of you realize that you could be the one?

warnings/info: fluff, best friends to lovers, miscommunication (they’re avoiding each other), kissing, a bit of anxiety, a try-to hallmark movie my way through fics. 

word count: 2.1k words

note: inspired on sabrina carpenter’s song! hope you like it, have a good day and happy holidays! 

snowglobe, a holiday special

DECEMBER 20, 2023

It’s cold outside; snow is falling everywhere but not with enough force to block the streets or close the stores. Usually, when the weather looks like this, you would call Mick and bake those cookies he loves. He would put on his ‘Emotional Support’ apron and pretend to help. You would tease him about how he never does anything, just there to eat, and he would laugh, eyes lighten up, and say something along the lines of—I just passed you the flour! or whatever ingredient he helped you grab from the shelf ten minutes back.

Sometimes you wonder how you ended up in this place, so desperately in love with your best friend, with butterflies in your stomach when he hugs you, a silly smile on your face when he tells some awful joke, and an enormous fear of telling him, sort of. It doesn’t matter; that won't stop you from baking cookies on such a pretty snowy day.

You: Wanna come over? I’m making cookies

Mick: Very busy right now

Mick: Just do them without me

You: that's alright

Here’s the thing: Mick’s been acting as cold as snow since the last time you saw each other a week ago. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, not that you are aware of; you were watching Hallmark movies together, and he decided to leave abruptly before the movie ended. Maybe it’s just an emergency, he said, but he’s been running away from you for days, your friends confused over the whole thing. 

You wonder if he’s noticed. Lately, your friends have spent a lot of time telling you how obvious it looks—shiny eyes paired with a never-ending smile. They have also suggested it’s mutual, which you hope because all you've wanted to do before your family's Christmas party is to confess, but who knows, maybe you’ve all been watching too many movies.

DECEMBER 22, 2023

“Are you sure you didn’t do anything to make him mad?” Alicia, your best friend, asks. She came in to leave some decorations for the party on Sunday, but one life update lent to another and of course, the Mick situation came up.

“It doesn't even seem like he’s mad at me,” You say because it’s true, you’ve known Mick long enough to know how he acts when mad,  “he’s just ignoring me.”

She sighs. “Then why don’t you ask him what’s wrong?” 

You’ve asked yourself that a couple of times, but the answer is still not clear, usually is as easy as walking down the street to his house but this time the thought overwhelms you. “Because I'm scared?” You answer, out of breath. “I don't know. I’m focusing on the party, especially because Mom doesn’t come back until tomorrow evening.”

“Honestly, my suggestion is for you to ask him before the party.” 

You sigh, knowing she’s right. The Christmas party is a tradition your families started eleven years ago, after Alicia, Gina, Esteban, Mick, and you decided to become inseparable at one of Mick’s birthday parties. This year it will be hosted at your family home, and with your mom away in Germany for a work conference, you’ve had your friends come around and help. They’ve all shown up but Mick. What the hell is his problem?

“I know Ali but,” Your phone starts ringing, Mickey is displayed on your screen with a picture of Mick carrying Angie. Alicia rolls her eyes and encourages you to take it with her head. “Hello?” 

“Hi. I'm panicking a bit,” he says, the background noise lets you know he's in his car. 

“Why?” You ask, forgetting you were having a crisis on this. “Is everything okay?”

He sighs. “It’s embarrassing, but I have no idea what to get your mom,” he says, and you laugh. Last year, you were having this exact crisis about Corinna.

You hum, thinking, “She wanted new pedals for her bike. Loved some she saw in Bike World; you’ll have to drive a bit, but I’ll send you the pic.” You put your phone away, change the call to speaker, and open messages, sending the picture your mom sent you a month ago. “There you go.”

“You are a lifesaver.”

You smile, letting out a laugh. “I know, idiot.”

“Bye, love you,” he says. Your calls always end like this; it’s a habit, so you mutter Love you back and hang up.

Alicia is staring at you, a grin on her red lips. “I hate both of you,” and she laughs, grabbing her keys and purse, about to leave. You’re somehow dumbfounded. 

“What?”

“Bye, love you. Love you,” she mimics, and you feel heat rise up your cheeks. “You guys really need to talk; I’m done dealing with him too.”

“What? Ali, it’s a ha-”

“I’m coming back at six”

“Alicia!”

“Just ask him!” She closes de door before you can even ask her to come back.

DECEMBER 24, 2023

Needless to say, you didn’t talk with Mick on the 23rd. Too busy dealing with the party and, as Esteban said, too busy avoiding the topic. 

Now it’s 7 p.m., warm lights tint the house while friends and family sway along the music in the background. Mick has been around since ten in the morning, bringing presents, a couple of ingredients that your mom was missing, and decorations, which he then helped put together. Now he’s just in full black attire, wine in hand, singing along to the song playing. Once again, you're too busy in your world to notice him approaching you.

“You always know which songs to play,” he says. Because he knows it’s your playlist reproducing. You know that’s one of his favorite songs.

“I try my best. But I also know it’s one of your favorites,” you answer, and he hums. There’s a void between you, one that hasn't been there before. It's not the tension when you fight or the longing when you're upset; it's not the excitement of seeing each other after months of traveling or the mischief when you prank your friends. It’s different—something that has been building itself for months—and you are too oblivious to understand what it is.

“You look beautiful,” Mick says, not looking at you but at his drink. He’s looked at you enough tonight, he thinks. You look up, suddenly feeling an outrageous urge to kiss him. Try and see if that’s the answer to all your questions.

He’s faster though, clears his throat, and says, “I’m going for more cookies.”

And he leaves. Your eyes stay on his back as he takes one cookie from the snack table. See him hum to the taste. You smile, bittersweet, What is going on, Mick? You want to shout at him, tell him in a million different ways how confusing all of this is, but that’s a talk for tomorrow; you’ve decided, you can't escape it any longer then.

"Shatz,” Someone calls and then says your name.

“Hm, yes, mom?” You ask, and it’s time to eat.

[ 10 minutes later ]

You are in the middle of dinner, or gossiping time, as Gina calls it, when Aunt Adelaide starts asking each one of you—the single, young members of the family and friends—about relationships. It’s not your favorite part, but a lot of fun commentary comes out of it.

Hearing your name, you know it's your turn. “Do you have anyone special yet? Maybe a secret boyfriend you don't want to tell us about?"

You laugh, “No, no. But I hope someone comes along this year.” First, you have to get over Mick, you think, and laugh a bit more.

“I have a neighbor I could introduce you to, dear. He’s a lovely young man.” She always has someone to present you to; it’s surprising. You try to go on dates with them, but they never end up working.

“I’ll think about it.” You say this as the loud sound of silver hitting the floor calls everyone’s attention.

Mick abruptly stands up. “I’m sorry,” he says as he picks up his fallen fork. He looks uncomfortable, like he’s had enough of the food, the music, or the topic. “Excuse me, I’m going for another one.”

The table has fallen silent. Aunt Adelaide is looking at you in amusement, a playful grin on her face. Someone nudges your shoulder, and you know it’s Alicia. Her eyes stand on a strange middle ground between confused and knowing, tilting her head in encouragement, like she always does. You also stand up, not so abruptly, but now everyone looks at you expectantly. “I’m going. Excuse me.”

You follow Mick to the kitchen; thankfully, it's far enough from the dining room that no one will bother.

“Mick?” You call once you’re there. His head is on his hands, and he is murmuring inaudible words to himself. "Mick, what is going on?"

He looks up, his hair messy. He’s overthinking, and you don't know what to do. You feel lost looking at him, far away from his thoughts and feelings. “What do you mean? Everything is alright.”

“You don’t look alright,” you say, shaking your head. “You’ve been acting strange.”

“No, I haven't. We’re alright,” he lies once again, picking on his thumbs.

You sigh, knowing this is when you talk about it—no script, no thinking, just questions and hope for answers. Whatever is budging him has his anxiety running in full force. “No, you’re not, and we're not; I have no idea what just happened, and you're acting as if you barely know me."

He takes a deep breath, runs his fingers through his hair, and looks at you with his deep blue eyes. You see questions being asked but don’t understand how to answer them. “It’s nothing; I'm just. It’s hard to explain; you won't understand.”

“I will try to understand then, like I always do.” You promise, taking two steps forward, close enough to reach out and hold him, "Just please talk to me."

“I don’t want to mess things up between us,” he says, sounding afraid. It reminds you of the time sixteen-year-old Mick broke your favorite perfume by accident. He didn’t want to tell you, too afraid you would stop talking to him. You really hope he didn’t break anything, material or not.

“You won't. I will be here for you.”

“I just want,” he stops himself once again. His eyes never leave yours, so you open yours a bit, waiting, listening to whatever he has to say, and it seems to work because he just says, “You."

“What?” You blank, not knowing what to say or do, not knowing if you understood correctly or if it’s the movie's effect once again. You see the exact moment in which he panics.

“No, fuck. I’m sorry, I.” He looks everywhere but your eyes, searching for an exit. Your first instinct is to grab his hand, keeping him where he is.

“I could,” you say slowly, looking at your now-intertwined hands. “I could be misunderstanding all of this, but, Mick,” you say, looking at him. He’s looking back, hope in his gorgeous sky blue eyes. “I like you, but no, not even. Mick, I’m so in love with you it hurts. I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while, but then you disappeared. You didn’t want to see me; you were acting different, and I got so worried, but I think...”

“That we are both idiots,” he says, a small smirk growing on his lips.

“Yes, yes, we are.”

He smiles and brings his free hand to your cheek, says your name like it’s meant for him to say forever. “I’m in love with you too, so much. I got so scared when I realized that I didn't just like you, that I couldn’t hide it anymore. And then our friends started saying how obvious I was being.”

“Same here,” you say, laughing. He moves his hand, pulling you in for a warm hug. It feels different than any other you’ve shared; the last two pieces of a puzzle you’ve been building together, finally finding their place. It’s a breath of fresh air. Mick’s hands are all around you, softly caressing your back, his head buried in your neck, leaving a small peck before distancing himself enough so he can see your face. You want to ask if it's appropriate to kiss him now.

But he's the first to talk. “Quick question."

“Shoot."

“Do I need a mistletoe to kiss you?” He asks, and you laugh loudly. Shake your head in embarrassment. Oh, how you love this man.

“As much as I enjoy the tradition, all you, Mick Schumacher, have to do is ask,” and now it's his turn to laugh, brings you closer while doing so.

“Can I please kiss you?"

You pretend to think about it and decide to tease him a little bit: “Is that what you asked for Christmas?"

“It’s the exact thing I asked Santa Claus for."

“Then merry Christmas, Mick.”

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Angie gets a mom | MS47

mick schumacher x fem!reader

word count: 980

summary: Mick loves you. Angie loves you. Time to make you her mom officially.

warnings: none?? maybe one swear word lol

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It is summer break for Formula 1 and after months you guys are finally visiting your parents in your hometown again.

The weather is currently not really summer-ish, it’s cloudy, not too hot and sometimes it rains a bit but you don’t mind. It reminded you of autumn, a season which you dearly loved so the combination of your favorite season and being able to spend lots of time with Mick was absolutely amazing.

You’re awoken by the sound of wind blowing, taking a look at the clock you realize it’s still early. Too early to get up, you decide, so you move closer to your boyfriend hugging him tight. Spending time with Mick is probably your favorite activity, no matter what you guys are doing. Soon, the second half of the season begins so you have to cherish every moment with your lovely boyfriend.

You’re almost back in the land of dreams, when suddenly you can feel soft tapping against your leg. Turning your head you spot Angie, trying to get your attention.

„Oh Angie, you wanna come cuddle?“ you say while making room for her to squeeze between you and Mick. „Good Girl, come here.“ You adored cuddling with Angie, she was just so soft and sweet.

„I think at this point she might love you more than she loves me.“ Mick suddenly says, after letting out a yawn.

„Oh sorry baby, did we wake you?“ you say, ignoring what Mick just said.

„No, it’s okay. I love waking up next to may favorite girls.“ he says, kissing you on the forehead. You only smile, enjoying this calm morning with your loved ones.

About half an hour later Angie gets a bit restless, a sign that it’s time for her morning walk. After brushing your teeth and changing your clothes into something that’s appropriate for the weather, you and Mick start walking to the small forest near your childhood home. Your parents were still sound asleep when you guys left, so you wrote them a note, telling where you and Mick went incase they wake up.

„I love this. I wish we could go on walks like this every morning.“ Mick suddenly says, making you lean more into his side.

„I‘d love that too baby, but you love your job aswell. And now walks like this are something special, so enjoy it and look forward to our next visit here“ you smile, kissing his cheek. Mick signs, he knows you’re right. He loves racing and he loves working for Mercedes but most importantly he loves you. So he only gives you a quick kiss on the lips, enjoying this moment like you said.

Angie enjoys it too, she’s running around, taking in all the different smells but is still staying close to you two. Her excitement makes you giggle.

„Anything funny sweetheart?“ Mick absolutely loves your laugh. It’s the sweetest sound he has ever heard.

„I‘m just happy that Angie is enjoying herself so much.“ you say in a gentle voice. „Sometimes i feel like she’s our firstborn, just my little baby which I want to be happy and pleased at all times.“

Mick can only stare at you. He loves you so much, it’s insane. Hearing you say that makes him even crazier about actually starting a family with you. And now is the perfect timing to do the first step.

He already asked your father. It was really important for Mick to have your dad’s blessing and after he said that it would make him the happiest dad ever to have Mick as his son in law, the young Schumacher thought everyday about the perfect moment to pop the question.

And now, seeing you so happy, enjoying this calm morning walk with Angie while holding his hand, rambling about nature and how much you love being here with him, he knew. He knew this was the moment.

You, being blissfully unaware about what’s going on in your boyfriends head, continued walking and rambling about everything that came to your mind until you realized that Mick stopped. Turning around you looked at him with a questioning look, tilting your head. „Everything okay, Micky?“

Mick just looked at you, his eyes being so full of love and adoration that you started to blush under this intense gaze. He took one step towards you, until he slowly started to get down on one knee.

„Oh my god…“ you mumble, tears starting to form in your eyes.

Mick smiles. „Darling, you’re my home“, he starts. „I love you more than life itself and I can’t believe that I managed to get a girl like you. You are absolutely perfect, perfect for me. I don’t deserve the love you give me everyday but I am willing to show you for the rest of our lives how much I love and appreciate you. You‘re the perfect mom for Angie and the perfect wife for me. Soo..“ Mick clears his throat briefly, the tears that formed in his eyes are now rolling freely over his cheeks. „y/n/n, will you marry me?“ your boyfriend (for now) asks, fishing a dark blue velvet box from his pocket, showing you the most beautiful ring you‘ve ever seen.

You are absolutely baffled. You would have never expected this to happen today, maybe someday, but not today. But you know your answer, you knew you wanted to marry Mick two month into your relationship.

Happily you throw yourself into his arms, kissing him all over his face while mumbling „yes, yes, yes“ between kisses. Mick laughs, hugging you close. „I love you Micky, oh my god I- fuck I‘m speechless!“ you giggle, while more tears are streaming down both your faces.

„Now you’re going to be Angies Mom officially“ Mick quips, making you even happier.

You’re going to marry the love of your life.

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September 23, 2023 - Suzuka, Japan Source: Kym Illman/Getty Images

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[writingshushf1]

Ideas for mick smut: jealous trope (never gets old), he wins a race, cowboy!mick (my beloved), there's too many ideas haha 😅

S&M

Summary: 'cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it. Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it...

Rating: +18

Warnings: jealousy, bond*ge, smutty smut w/ kinks: restraining, spanking, choking, org*sm denial, wrap it before you tap it !

Word count: 1.1k

Note: honestly- only writing horny and slutty stuff lately

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Mick Schumacher was jealous and it was clear that he could not hide it.

Austin. It was his first year back in Formula One and he was doing very well, but so far he had not won a single victory. That weekend was crucial, a good track, an up-to-date car, and the will to win.

It was his first weekend in the paddock, an introduction to his world. To preserve his privacy, you didn't enter through the same gate, he went through the main gate while you went through another entrance. You were not yet public and neither of you wanted to receive the harassment that usually happens when a driver takes on a new relationship. As soon as you were near his pit, the blond left you a kiss on the cheek and went to his engineers, while you were free to talk to acquaintances - and be flirted with by half the people passing by in the vip space. Including Pierre Gasly, who had no idea that you were Mick's girlfriend.

Only this caught the blond's attention, making him boil with rage. Not that he was someone who was completely possessive and not in the least bit healthy, but he was jealous and always liked to make it clear that you were dating among his acquaintances. The German didn't say that he saw this interaction between the two of you - which in his view was nothing more than innocent conversation, but he knew the Frenchman and knew that he wasted no time in going after a pretty girl like you.

The day ended with a victory for Schumacher. His first victory inside Formula One. You heard his cries of happiness over the radio, hugged the engineers, all impressed with his performance that Sunday.

Since you were in Texas, of course the drivers wanted to celebrate in a country nightclub, so cliché. Obviously, since Mick would not miss the opportunity to be cheesy, I mean really hot, he abused the country look, including a white shirt with the first buttons undone, boots and a brown leather hat.

You preferred to keep it simple, a red dress, low heels, and a jeans jacket.

During the evening, he wasn't exactly as communicative as he always was, which made you wonder if something was different, besides him winning, of course. 

You touched his shoulder gently, seeing that he was chatting with Ocon and other drivers - including Gasly. He turned and gave you a smile - one you knew very well what it was, he was playing with you, so you would play along too.

"When am I going to congratulate you on your victory?" You whined loud enough for the others to hear.

"Later, baby." He understood that you were getting into the idea and not being the least bit secretive about it.

"Go on, Mick!" Russell exclaimed, giggling.

"... Are you guys together?" Pierre's eyes widened, but he didn't understand the move.

"A little while now, though we're not so much in the public eye." The blonde commented, biting his lower lip.

……………………………………………

Later, when you two got back to your hotel room, he locked the door and pinned you against it, holding your neck.

“Lovely girl, loves to play games with me, but still gave Pierre attention early today.” He growled, getting closer.

“Oh. Someone’s jealous.” You commented, smiling - you weren’t worried anymore, seeing him all worked up like that.

“I do the talking.” He pressed your neck, restricting your air flow for a few seconds, making you whimper. “You only answer what and when I ask, okay?” His face was so close to yours, you could smell his beer smelling breath.

“Y-yes, sir.” 

“Good girl.” He smiled, passing his hands on your ass, grabbing harshly and slapping both of them.

He took you to bed, taking his belt off and tying your hands up together, also getting  rope from his suitcase and making a frog tie shibari on your legs and a diamond chest harness. Mick took a few seconds to watch your naked body all tied up, proud of his art. 

Slowly, the German started to undress too, however he saw you watching his every movement, biting your lips so hard they could bleed at any moment. 

“Speak up, baby. I know you want to say something.”

“... The hat. Keep the hat, please.”

“Oh… Someone actually likes cowboys? But you know how they say…” He took off his hat, putting on you. “Save the horse, ride a cowboy.”

His wicked grin made you shiver in anticipation. Schumacher aligned his body between your legs, letting his fingers explore your core for a few - you were already dripping wet, having him in control always made you so horny. 

When you started chanting his name, getting closer to your climax, his fingers stopped pumping inside of you and his thumb wasn’t in your clit anymore, resulting in a frustrated whimper. The blond chuckled, kissing your lips hungrily, letting his tongue move against yours, while his hands were now on your breasts, playing with your hard nipples.

“You get to cum when I want to.” He whispered, pinching one of your nipples harshly.

Without waiting, Mick slowly pushed himself inside of you, groaning with the thigh sensation you gave to him. You closed your eyes, having him filling your body like that was so pleasurable, like it was meant to be.

He thrusted inside of you quickly, not caring that the bed made a somewhat loud noise, the German was more focused on listening to your moans mixing with his. 

You let a whimper escape your lips when you felt his fingers explore your clit again, thinking that you wouldn’t be able to hold yourself, you needed to release and he knew that. So Schumacher stopped pushing into you, changing your position - ass up, face on the mattress.

Then, a vibrating sound got into your ears following a gasp, he was pressing a vibrator up against your core, while he started to thrust into you again, faster and harder than before.

“Do you want to cum?”

You moaned in response, however, he didn’t like it, so a slap against your ass came as a payback.

“I said, do you want to cum? Beg for it.”

“Please, sir… I want to cum on your dick. Please! I need to.”

“Good girl.”

He increased the speed of the vibrator as his thrusts were messier and you came on him, making your walls clench and he came inside of you as well. 

After watching the cum drip on your legs, he laid you down, slowly untying the harness that he made on you.

“I need to make you jealous again.” You whispered, letting a chuckle escape.

“Never again, please.” He laughed as well. “Even though I liked to see you begging, it unlocked new feelings for me.”

“Oh, so I’ll beg for it more often.” With your free hands, they roamed through his chest.

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hii! can you do a instagram au of mick and a fem reader that are in a relationship and the reader is a figure skater(if you can make the face claim be Evgenia Medveda pls) who has win the olympics and mick is like a very supportive boyfriend? and she is also friend of the others drivers Ty <3

pairing: mick schumacher x figure skater!reader

a/n: i hope you like this anon!! hehehe figure skating’s so cool i wish i was signed up for this sport when i was young

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ice princess - mick schumacher

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yourusername unwinding with the lover before the olympics 💐💟

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lilymhe pretty girl!!! i miss you so so much 💝 goodluck on the olympics, my love

yourusername i miss you way more!!! i’ll come see you after it 🤍

estebanocon mick’s a bad photographer compared to what you took for him

mickschumacher nobody asked esteban

iceprincessyn hope you’re having fun!!! please get the rest you need before the olympics 🥰

mscupdates im certain mick’s making sure of that hehehe our best couple of the century

landonorris so cheesy, Y/N. surprised there weren’t any ants over there

georgerussell63 i second the motion 🤨

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mickschumacher olympics season upcoming for my girl! let’s go for gold 🥇🤍

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estebanocon best of luck, Y/N! rooting for you all the way 👊🏻

yourusername my bestie! thank you thank you ❤️

alex_albon tuning in to the competition, go for gold, Y/N! 🥇

yourusername thank you albono, send lily my hugs i miss her ❤️

babyschumi mick setting the standards again!!! best of luck to Y/N <3

schumiupdates he is THE standard 🤨 Y/N cheering squad lets go!!!!

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yourusername GOLD MEDALIST, BABY 🥇 extremely grateful for all the love and support that ive received throughout the season. im lucky to do something that i love and im passionate about. this one’s for you all 🖤

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mickschumacher so lucky to have seen you grow and thrive in your world of skating. always proud of you, my love ❤️

yourusername i love you, having you here with me brings me the strength i need 🤍

estebanocon AND SHE DOES IT AGAIN. congratulations, Y/N! 👊🏻 will treat you when you come back

yourusername holding you to that, estie bestie 😉 see you real soon!!!

iceprincessyn IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU CONGRATULATIONS QUEEN 😭 well deserved!!!

danielricciardo LETS GOOOO, congrats Y/N! 🎉

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mickschumacher flexing my girl and her achievements throughout the years ❤️ she’s taking the world by a storm and makes me the proudest boyfriend ever

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ginaschumacher all your hard work paid off, congratulations Y/N! see you when you come back 🥰

yourusername GINA MY LOVE see you i love you!!

yourusername my best friend, my boyfriend – i love you more than words can say. thank you for being here with me ❤️

msc47lovebot they’re the cutest couple ever im actually going to cry

ynupdates tell me about it i just need myself a relationship like theirs 😭

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[formulaforza]

lunch date- m.schumacher

pairing: mick schumacher x reader word count: 700 a/n: blegh

You loved your job. At times, it was the only thing that you felt like you had control over in your life, a constant in a vast ocean of chaos with an ever changing current. You could do without the early mornings some days, especially on chilly winter mornings when you forget to start your car before leaving or the coffee maker takes a crap or you forgot to change the laundry and your favorite pants are still soaked in the washing maching. All those things were trivial in the grand scheme of things, though. Work was great. Great coworkers, great bosses, great facilities, and great work. You knew with a hundred and ten percent confidence that you had set yourself down the right path all those years ago before graduation. 

You loved your job, except when Mick was visiting. When your boyfriend, who was long-distance even when he wasn’t travelling to races, was sitting in your apartment all day being all cozy on the couch and cooking meals in your kitchen and playing with your dog, you resented work. 

I miss you, you would text him more when he was visiting than when he was away. It was almost harder, knowing he was right there and you couldn’t stay in his company, stay in the warm bed, watch your favorite movies on the couch and eat the food only he could make taste good. 

You’ll be home soon, he would always reply because he knew if he said I miss you too, you’d be halfway home before the message even went all the way through. 

The phone in your office rang a little before lunch and you answered it without second thought, mid-email, only half-focused on the voice on the other end. There’s a delivery for you in the lobby, the front-desk associate spoke, and you promised to be down shortly to pick it up. You hung the phone back on the line and returned your attention to your email, finishing the task before you stepped into the elevator. It was on the ride down you’d realized how strange a request it was. You never have anything delivered to work, and when you do, they always bring it to your office with any company mail you’d received. You’d never had to go to the lobby to pick up anything outside of a food delivery before. 

He’s waiting for you in the lobby–jeans and a cozy sweater and carry-out from your favorite lunch spot. He’s lingering at the front desk, making small talk and laughing at one of the receptionist’s jokes and charming everyone to death, just like always. “What are you doing here?” You ask as you approach, his head shoots in your direction and his smile flips from a polite purse to a genuine grin. 

“I brought lunch.”e holds up the bag like a proud little kid. 

You eat together on the bench on the sidewalk outside. It’s the perfect temperature out and the sun is shining and the air smells like the fresh bread from the bakery that’s a few buildings down the street instead of the stuffy recycled air in your office. 

“You remembered my order,” you smile sweetly at him, pulling out the to-go box of sushi and setting it on the bench between your bodies. He digs into the bottom of the bag, retrieves two white paper sleeves and pulls the chopsticks out, hands a pair to you. 

“I know all your orders.”

“Don’t get cocky, now.”

“I do, I have them all in my phone.” You laugh around the chopsticks. “What?”

You chew hard, hurried, swallow part of the bite and hum his question away. You cover your lips, shield him from the contents of your mouth while you finish chewing. “Nothing.”

He shakes his head, knows you don’t believe him, wants to show off his word. You watch him dig his phone out from his pocket, tap the screen a few times before he’s showing you a note in your contact card. He has probabably a dozen different restaurants and their orders typed out. “See?” He says, proud and goofy. 

“That’s really sweet, Mick,” you tell him. “You’re adorable.”

“I know.”

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