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feraltwinkseb · 5 months
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October 26, 2012 - Greater Noida, India Source: Virendra Singh Gosain/Hindustan Times via Getty Images
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umseb · 4 months
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heikki huovinen and sebastian vettel in the paddock during pre-season testing, jerez, spain - february 6, 2013 📷 emily davenport / motorsport images
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formula-red · 1 year
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either you agree that seb and heikki were the hottest duo the grid has ever seen or you're wrong. sorry i don't make the rules
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goatseb · 2 years
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sebxvettel · 1 year
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them 💙
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tinyfairyseb · 2 years
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2012 british gp!!
so many things happened during this short interview...
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cherrynika · 2 years
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heikki huovinen, the finnish god
this comes from a 2021 interview that he did
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Can we go back to when the F1 fandom were more concerned about finding Heikki
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vettesebas · 2 years
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no one:
absolutely nobody:
me: hey, how 'bout some seikki fic?
"i know what you boys said the other day."
Seb said it plainly, without malice. he'd already taken his usual place on the massage table, arms halfway out of his race suit.
Heikki smarted a little. he and Antti were just having a bit of fun. Antti didn't have to take it as far as he did, but you can't put the shit back in the horse. "oh? and what did we say?"
"that i am 'fruity.'" a small smile settled on his mouth. he'd flailed his way out of the suit, the crinkling loud in the tiny, darkened room.
Heikki didn't blanch; in fact, he shrugged. "prove me wrong."
Seb chuckled once, looked at Heikki, then chuckled again. he peeled the fireproofs off his body, exposing the sweaty, well-toned torso of a two-time world champion. droplets flew from his hair as he drew the shirt overhead.
Heikki frowned internally. it wasn't like Seb to go for a massage without a shower first. body heat rolled off of him; the scent of champagne, clean sweat and spent adrenaline filled the space. Heikki turned around to let him finish disrobing. he seemed to be taking an awful long time, humming languidly as he did so. Heikki heard his charge arrange himself flat on the surface, followed by a tap on his rear.
"cheeky," Heikki surmised. Seb only beamed at him and awaited his rubdown.
Heikki got to work in his efficient, no-nonsense style. stroke, stroke, knead, stroke. Seb let go entirely at Heikki's touch with a blissful sigh, the race draining from him. he was being more demonstrative with his feedback than usual, and that was saying something. Seb was so sensitive, so keen to react to stimulation that sometimes he was a literal handful; Heikki didn't quite know what to do with him.
rhythmic groans started to slip from Seb's mouth, matched to Heikki's strokes. the deeper the trainer went, the deeper the groans. what's gotten into him today, he wondered. Australia'd been a rough one, he couldn't deny that. it'd been a while since a celebration; did the new diet make the champagne go to his head?
a few moments of silence as Heikki unknotted the young driver, his flesh warm and yielding. then, as he worked on a particularly hard knot, out spilled "oh yes…yes, just like that. ohh." Seb followed with a hushed noise that instantly made the base of Heikki's spine tingle, a sensation alarming but ignorable. 
the kneading stopped. "...too much?"
Heikki thought carefully how to phrase his response. "a little, yeah."
"i can't help it if you're doing a good job." he peeked up a sidelong glance at Heikki, an irresistible smile painted on his lips. prickles of sweat needled at Heikki's scalp. was it especially warm in here today?
there; the back was done. "turn over," he ordered, tried not to glance down, and failed. even through a thick white towel, his patron's excitement was clearly evident. it wasn't the first time – these things do happen – but unusually, Seb displayed no awkward gestures, revealed no sense of shame. he stretched his arms, relaxed and dreamy, that blissful smile still plastered all over his face. something about the warmth in his gaze, pupils huge in the low light…
Heikko took a proffered arm, delighting Seb. he worked from fingers to shoulder, manipulating, squeezing, bleeding all the tension out of Seb's body. then the other arm. Heikki could now see Seb's face; his eyes closed, his mouth working, smiling, humming that damned hum again. even Heikki had to admit he looked angelic, in an infuriating way.
done with the limbs, Heikki slid his muscular forearms down to Seb's pecs. a small gasp escaped Seb's perfectly pink lips, his eyes fluttering open ever so slightly. Heikki could feel the tiny nipples stiffen under his hands, the effect almost immediate. a flush wended its way up his arms and into his neck, unbidden. he moved to the abs and obliques, but Seb squirmed ever so slightly under his grip, almost shimmying, pulling the attention back to his chest.
as much out of curiosity as the need to do a thorough job, Heikki slowly squeezed more massage oil onto his burly hands. if he didn't know better, he could swear he saw Seb bite his lower lip the tiniest bit. Seb was watching him work, that much he could tell. he warmed up the sweet-smelling oil between his hands, dribbling a little onto Seb's bare stomach; Seb shivered involuntarily at the contact, sucking in air. god, he was really giving it his all today, wasn't he.
firmly, gently, Heikki placed his hands back on Seb's chest. the air came back out again in a sharp pant, at once ragged and needy. why the hell am i doing this, Heikki thought to himself as he began to knead Seb's soft tits, the nipples becoming mush under his attentions. Seb was outright moaning now, his eyes wide with ecstasy, loving each insistent stroke. Heikki heard his pulse roaring in his ears as he glided oil all through Seb's thatch of chest hair, matting it down, making it slick. Seb swayed and arched on the table, mouth soft and smiling and wet, his hand slowly going towards the towel—
Heikki grabbed the offending hand and held it still. Seb snapped out of his reverie enough to register surprise and a whiff of doubt — had he gone too far?
Heikki fixed him with a stern look, an arm's length away. with his free hand, he started to work Seb's chest again, his eyes flicking all over Seb's face, taking him in. Seb tilted his head forwards as Heikki came nearer, straining for all he was worth, until their lips finally met in the middle.
Heikki wasn't aware that he'd always wondered how Seb would taste. champagne and sweet heat and an eager tongue greeted him, melting his resistance. he let go of Seb's hand and proceeded to knead again, cupping him, stroking him, thumbing the nipples. his reward was hot breath in his mouth and divine mewls and hands around his cheeks, clamping them together.
at last they came apart, a thin strand of saliva linking them still. Heikki gazed down in disbelief and wonder. how had this goddamned twink make him come entirely undone?
Seb looked up at him with a vicious twinkle, still punch-drunk. "homppeli," he breathed inside their warm little universe, whisper loud as a shout.
"turpa kiinni," Heikki said with a breaking voice, placing a fake slap against his cheek, before he augured in for another kiss.
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chasingpegasus · 2 years
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No English version yet. Nice photos though :)
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feraltwinkseb · 1 year
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November 3, 2013 - Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates Source: Vladimir Rys Photography/Getty Images
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umseb · 4 months
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heikki huovinen and sebastian vettel arrive to the track during pre-season testing, jerez, spain - february 8, 2012 📷 sutton images / motorsport images
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misspaddockverse · 2 months
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📝 Best Villains in F1 fanfics
An honest ranking based on my personal experience on ao3, from worst to best.
7. Mark Webber
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That’s a fair no for me. I’m sorry but I kinda love him? He’s a bit obtuse, yes, but he is also happily married to a woman! I like him way too much to see him as the bad guy
6. Kelly Piquet
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It’s logical and it makes sense, but honestly she doesn’t look like a mean girl enough for me. I like it better when she simply leaves the scene or is nice and understanding.
5. Nico Rosberg
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Wow. This one is a 50/50 for me. It only works when he’s a likable villain.
4. Carlos Oñoros
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Wow, this one was a good surprise. The fact that I don’t know him enough makes him versatile and it works well on him. The whole conservative right wing family has a lot of potential.
3. Helmut Marko
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What to say? Simple, effective, classic. A bad old guy who hates progress and does anything to win? Ugh, it works every time! Don’t ever let this go!
2. Jos Verstappen
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Sensitive topic, I know, but let’s be honest: one of the best. Bonus points because he doesn’t need a fanfic to look like a villain. And bonus points2 because Max is the most fanfic-main-character ever.
1. Heikki Huovinen
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WHAT THE F!!!!!! BEST ONE EVERRRR!!! Guys… if you know, you know. If you don’t, unfortunately I can’t be the one to tell you. This was so well written it made me hate him a few pages despite not having heard about him ever before. Simply chef’s kiss 😘🤌!
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princemick-archive · 2 years
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Heikki Huovinen
no <3 to....smooth
the last few of yesterdays smash or pass
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effervescentdragon · 2 years
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okay but heikki huovinen's face in that multi 21 video 🙃
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tinyfairyseb · 3 years
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2012 abu dhabi gp seb!! when his quali was... messed up because of fuel........
and on sunday, he started from the end of pit lane and ended 3rd🥰
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