#mick schumacher au
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CANDY — one shot.
pairing: mick schumacher x reader
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request: “can i get ‘candy - rosalía + mick schumacher’ please?? thank you!” by @hevburn
NOTE: this song is too good… i need y’all to listen to it bc rosalia’s vocals are top tier. i love how i’m making so many summer fics to compensate the fact that i’m freezing bc it’s winter in my country😭 sprinkled in some drama bc why not
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yourusername verano de soltería single summer
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ynfan1 i need her reaction to mick dating a girl who looks just like her😭
⤷ mickfan1 THISSS
mickfan2 mick liking this💔
mickfan3 never getting over them
gina_schumacher 🩷
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ynfan2 when you remember that mick said they fell in love in the summer🥲
⤷ mickfan4 this hurt me
mickfan5 GINA COMMENTING
ynfan3 mick fumbled badly
mickfan6 if my bf was liking his (liked by everyone) ex i wouldn’t know what to do with myself
ynfan4 LA MEJOR EX-WAG THE BEST EX-WAG
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saskiarhode ❤️
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mickfan21 girl are you not embarrassed
mickfan22 we love a micky/n fan!
ynfan21 I NEED YOU TO BE SO SERIOUS
mickfan23 you sure did more than meet him😭
ynfan22 my fav y/n fan😍
mickschumacher ❤️
⤷ ynfan23 como y/n no hay NINGUNA theres NOBODY like y/n
⤷ mickfan24 mick blink twice if she’s holding you hostage
mickschumacher has uploaded an instagram story!
yourusername has uploaded an instagram story!
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yourusername escuche que te gustaban las rubias i heard you liked blondes
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ynfan31 SHE LOOKS SO GOOD
ynfan32 the caption😭
mickfan31 i just know mick saw this and cried
⤷ ynfan33 as he should!! she’s a queen
ynfan34 que mujer por diosss what a woman my goddd
rosalia.vt MONÍSIMA BEAUTIFUL
⤷ yourusername mira quien habla😘 looks who’s talking
ynfan35 saskia has nothing on her
user31 suddenly brunettes are my type
⤷ mickfan32 MICK THIS YOU???
ynfan36 the micky/n ship has truly died
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they're talk- talk- talking about
pairings: mick schumacher x girlfriend!reader
summary: the one where you and mick have been dating for a while without the media knowing and you start interacting more on social media
authors note: I finally wrote something with mick 😭
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yourusername parisian getaway with my favorite golden baby ❤️🇫🇷
mickschumacher so you're my black cat, huh?
yourusername I think so 🫣
yoursister oh, so you finally decided to take a break from your busy life and enjoy some quality time in paris with him! don't forget to bring me back some macarons 🫠
yourusername don't worry sis, I've got you covered! macarons will be waiting for you when I get back, but I can't promise because mick eats everything
mickschumacher love, I don't eat everything
yourusername yes, you do!
mickschumacher I don't eat everything, for example, what I wanted to be eating right now is scrolling through the phone right next to me
yourusername MICK SCHUMACHER you didn't just do that!
gina_schumacher I still can't believe you chose him over me, y/n!
yourusername you're always my number one, gina!
mickschumacher I want a divorce
yourusername you haven't even put a ring on my finger yet
mickschumacher don't challenge me mein liebling (my love)
dankeseb wait, who is she f1_wags ? did I miss something? 🤔
f1_wags must be a new love interest for Mick
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mickschumacher saturday in barcelona 🇪🇸
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yourusername missing you already, mick! 🥺 f1 life for you, germany life for me. come back soon! ❤️
mickschumacher I miss you too! 😢 f1 may take me away but my heart is always with you. counting down the days until I can be back by your side ❤️
raceweek who's the lucky one getting a sweet message from mick? we want to know!
mickschumacher well, let's just say y/n is an amazing person who's been supporting me all along and yes, she's very special to me! 😊
sebastianvettel nice one, mick! loving the mercedes colors on you
mickscedes can't wait to see you in action again!
gina_schumacher so proud of you, mick! seeing you in the mercedes paddock gives me chills. keep shining and making our family proud! love you ❤️
lewishamilton looking good, mick!
folksmick MY HUSBANDDDD 😍😍😍
mercedesamgf1 hey mick, looking sharp in that mercedes gear! just a friendly reminder, whatever you do, don't press any buttons in the cockpit. we've had some interesting moments before! 😂
mickschumacher don't even remind me 😅
gossipf1 added to their story
mickschumacher
mickschumacher that's between me and you, our little secret but I wanna tell 'em I wanna tell the world that you're mine, girl
yourusername I want the world to know that you're mine too! forever and always ❤️
mickschumacher forever and always, my love ❤️
mickslover him using a one direction song 😫
gina_schumacher I can't believe it's official now! congratulations to both of you and mick remember that y/n is my wife above all else 🤭
mickschumacher I can't believe I have to share my girlfriend now
yourusername you've always shared love
maxverstappen1 the fans took a while to realize it
mickschumacher yeah, a little bit
maxverstappen1 ah, yes a little bit two years 🫠
f1fan so adorable
schumaclerc mick being a boyfriend is something I've been waiting to see for a long time
mick47 couple goals 😍
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lovebug // mick schumacher instagram AU
summary: in which, you & mick are wonderful parents.
DISCLAIMER: photo credit to all the original owners. none of the photos used are mine, i found them on pinterest and i am simply using them for the purpose of this AU.
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mickschumacher mummy wasn’t around so michaela had to teach daddy how to do her hair for ballet ❤️
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lewishamilton theres flyaways 👎🏼
mickschumacher cut me some slack :(
lewishamilton uncle lewis will do it next time
yourusername my favourite pair of miki’s :( i miss you and our lovebug ❤️
mickschumacher we miss you too ❤️
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yourusername took miki maus out for breakfast with nana & grandpa schumacher ❤️
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ginaschumacher dad is going to be so mad knowing you’ve called him “grandpa schumacher” on instagram
yourusername false! he LOVES it x
mickschumacher schatzi why are you drinking champagne at 11am?
yourusername to numb the pain of coming home to you x
yourusername KIDDING !!!
mickschumacher you’d better be or else she’s the only baby you’re getting x
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mickschumacher snowy days with my little lovebug ❤️
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yourusername thanks mummy for taking the pictures 🙄
mickschumacher don’t give me attitude. i get enough of it from our daughter 😵💫
yourusername “i will love you for the rest of time, even though you have an attitude problem” isn’t this what you said in your vows, mr schumacher?
mickschumacher behave.
georgerussell63 this is officially the cutest photo on instagram
estebanocon sweet schumacher overload 🥹
michaelschumacher my beautiful granddaughter ❤️❤️❤️
mickschumacher ❤️❤️❤️
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yourusername mausi was desperate to wish daddy good luck 🥹
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mickschumacher daddy’s good luck charm❤️
yourusername what am i :(
mickschumacher daddy’s good girl 😌
pierregasly posting this kinky shit guys… ur parents… this is fucking disgusting
nataliepinkham the star of the show!
yourusername always 😍
mercedesamgf1 michaela is officially the cutest mascot we’ve ever had!
mickschumacher you’re not wrong 😎
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mickschumacher spent some well earned time away with my favourite girls❤️
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yourusername we love you mi amor ❤️❤️
mickschumacher and i love you both, mein schatzi ❤️❤️
lewishamilton who took the pic of you and Y/N if it was just the three of you 👀
yourusername we taught our daughter how to use a camera very young
mickschumacher Y/N don’t lie
yourusername boo you
michaelschumacher ❤️
landonorris you are the cutest family i’ve ever seen
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yourusername our little mausi moo won her first ballet competition 😭😭😭😭 when did she get so big ????
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mickschumacher little lovebug making daddy proud ❤️
lewishamilton well done beautiful michaela ❤️
yourusername she said “thank you uncle lew lew” ❤️
danielricciardo GO LITTLE MIKI !!!!!!!!!
pierregasly well done to my favourite mouse ❤️
yourusername maus*
pierregasly leave me alone
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yourusername pictures of them like this make me want baby no.2 🥹
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mickschumacher it will happen baby, our second little miracle will happen so so soon ❤️🙏🏼
yourusername we’ll keep trying ��
mickschumacher don’t tempt me 😉
ginaschumacher 🥹🥹🥹
charles_leclerc uncle charles 2.0 ?!!
yourusername 🤷🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️
mickschumacher & yourusername
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mickschumacher swipe to see the best anniversary present my wife could’ve given me ❤️ happy anniversary baby, i love you, miki, and our new addition more than i ever thought i could love anybody.
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yourusername we all love you ❤️
landonorris PREGNANT ??????
yourusername i was actually pregnant when i posted my last pic of mick & miki, i just didn’t know it then!!
danielricciardo LESSS GOOOOOOOOOOO
lewishamilton happy anniversary you two! congratulations ❤️
michaelschumacher amazing news, congratulations to you both ❤️
yourusername thanks grandpa ❤️
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THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE | MICK SCHUMACHER
"living in a movie i've watched and funny, cause you couldn't have called it, met you at the right time, this is what it feels like"
not my gif :)
summary: where your best friend is sick of you thinking your not deserving of love and so she introduces you to a certain someone
pairing: mick schumacher x professional golfer!reader
notes: i really wanna make a part 2 of this, so if any of you guys are interested in a part 2 please comment! loosely based off 'feels like' by gracie abrams
warnings: a universe where mick is in ferrari and ferrari aren't idiots, unedited work
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the sound of your metal club hitting the ball pierced through the quietness of the morning. the skies were still painted hues of orange as the sun was rising as you watched the direction of the ball.
using your foot to roll out another ball in front of you on the grass, you adjusted your stance as you set up. gripping the club as you gave yourself time before swinging back and hitting the white ball.
“nice one!”
turning around to see where the familiar voice was coming from, you smiled as you saw lily. you hadn’t seen her in quite sometime after she left to attend the australian grand prix to support her boyfriend and to play a tournament. “lily!”
you had known lily since childhood having met her at a small tournament. and eventually, what was just being penpals, meeting at tournaments and visiting one another with always the same talks about turning pro had turned into a life long friendship. and, truthful to your dreams, both of you turned pro at the same time and got onto the lpga tour.
“congrats on the t5 finish,” you smiled as you hugged the older girl. “i watched the highlights, you were amazing! how was australia as well?”
“australia was fun, alex bagged a p8 so he was quite happy about that,” she spoke as you two pulled away, going to her clubs which she had put at the bay next to you. “enough talk about me, how about you?”
shaking your head, you shrugged, “same stuff— golf, study, rest, the gym…finals are over now so i might go do something to reward myself.”
“i guess one of us needs to have a university degree,” she joked. you were on your final year of your mechanical engineering degree whilst she had dropped out from her course; though you couldn’t blame her for that as balancing university with being on tour was a difficult feat. “how about the rest?”
“the rest?” you asked, confused as you approached your golf bag, switching the club you were going to use. shortly, it dawned on you what ‘the rest’ meant. “still have no one, lily, you know that.”
“oh come on, (y/n)!” lily rolled her eyes, “please! i have some people that i can introduce you to!”
“lily…” you sighed, “i’m too busy with studying and practice half the time. romance just isn’t really something in the books right now and i haven’t exactly earned one.”
“how are you going to be smart enough to do engineering but dumb enough to believe that you have to earn love,” lily shook her head. “please, just let me introduce you to someone.”
“…and who is this person?”
“you’ll see, just follow me to monaco.”
“what?”
—
“lily, i hope you’re sure about this…” you mumbled as you two made your way around the paddock, the older girl clearly more familiar. “i feel a little out of place…and everyone else is—”
“quit that nonsense!” she let out a smile, “you look gorgeous! you’ve got the best paddock outfit in my opinion.”
“yeah, thanks for helping me choose an outfit,” you shyly smiled as you walked alongside lily as she showed you the ropes of navigating around a formula 1 paddock.
of course, you were familiar with the sport having been a formula 1 fan since you were young but being inside the paddock was a completely different experience for you. looking at the garages where the mechanics and engineers were hard at work, you adverted your attention to your best friend who had took your hand.
“alex!” she smiled, greeting her boyfriend before saying hi to the rest of the drivers. “oh, and i brought (y/n) with me!”
“oh my god, i’m starting to think you like her more than me! even your dog loves her more than me!” shaking his head, alex rolled his eyes, “how could you,” he playfully slapped his hand against his chest, pretending to be hurt by your invite to the weekend, “she’s literally responsible for ‘albolognese’!”
unable to hold back a laugh, you smiled, “you should take that as a compliment.”
“why?!”
“because the spaghetti was good!”
“the nickname is so bad!”
“no it isn’t!” you justified, “you had red hair and you cooked a really good spaghetti bolognese, calling you ‘albolognese’ is only acceptable.”
looking at his girlfriend hoping she would come into defence, alex let out a groan and a loud ‘come on’ upon seeing her struggle to hold back a laugh upon the interaction between her best friend and boyfriend.
“anyways,” you cleared your throat, still smiling over the dumb joke. “hi everyone, my name’s (y/n), i’m lily’s best friend. nice to meet you guys.”
“oh! you’re (y/n)!” one of the drivers which you recognised as mick could be heard. “lily always talks about you! hi, i’m mick.”
“i hope it’s all good things,” you smiled, glancing at lily who gave a playful smile and shrug. “nice to meet you.”
“mick! maybe you could show (y/n) around!” lily suggested, catching both of you off guard, taking alex's hand. "patrick is probably looking for alex, so we're going to be at the williams garage, see you!"
lily's intent crystal clear to everyone else except mick and you, everyone quickly making excuses to leave so that it was just the both of you as awkwardness settled in.
"uhm..." mick spoke, trying to figure out where to go next, "i could show you around the paddock?"
"yeah, that'd be nice. thank you, mick," you smiled as he took the lead, following behind him as he acted as your guide around the formula 1 paddock where risk met reward.
"you look really pretty- uh- your outfit is really nice," mick complimented, trying to break the awkwardness. but though the main intent of it was so there was less tension, the compliment was no less of genuine.
"thanks, lily helped me choose it," a giggle was let out, as you looked at mick who seemed to ease up as he ran his fingers through his hair.
"that's my car over there," the german spoke as he pointed towards the red car boasting the number '47' on it. "it's my first season with ferrari so i'm quite excited for the race and monaco is practically the crown jewel of formula 1...sorry i'm rambling."
"it's okay," you smiled, "it's the monaco grand prix! i mean, yeah, the track has no mercy and overtaking must be a nightmare but it's monaco. you win here, you're already one of the greats, plus ferrari has been competitive this season."
eyes widening, mick couldn't help but let out a grin, "formula 1 fan?"
"since young," you hummed as you walked next to him, "been a ferrari fan forever!"
as you continued your conversation as the german driver showed you around the paddock as both of you talked about anything from racing to your sports careers to your daily lives, you couldn't help but enjoy his company though having known him for a short time as you took in the sounds of the formula 2 and 3 cars and the smell of fuel and burnt rubber.
"hey, uhm, do you wanna go for dinner after the race on sunday?" mick asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously. "i mean it's fine if you say no-"
"i'd love to," you smiled as you soon exchanged phone numbers and social media handles with each other.
observing you two in secrecy, lily and alex watched as you became comfortable around each other.
a smile spread, "they like each other, definitely," lily sighed contently. "the eyes never lie."
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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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Hiii could you please do a smau for mick x toto’s daughter aka Wolff!reader ? 😍 plot could be anything you like
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(mickschumacher x ynwolff)
warnings: none
a/n: i hope you like it !! sorry for the long wait 😅
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yn.wolff ditched school for a race. no one tell my dad 🤫
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mickschumacher you ditched school for the race and not to hang out with me 😭 im hurt
yn.wolff hey stop exposing me here !!
mickschumacher 🫢
susie_wolff 🤔 - toto
mercedesarmy someones in troubleeee
lewishamilton great to have you back in the paddock my dear ❤️
yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️
mercbuddies63 i wanna ditch school for a race too
mercbuddies44 me too !!!!
susie_wolff what is the excuse letter i have to write this time 🤔 - dad
yn.wolff that i missed my dad and went to visit him 🥺
susie_wolff hmm ok. 👌🏼- dad
susie_wolff when do i get to write that excuse letter
yn.wolff when i come for the F1A race at the end of the month
susie_wolff great. already written
hammertime where can i get parents like this
geoooooorgee id be homeless if i did this
mercedesamgf1 Glad to have you back ❤️
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georgerussell63 you skipped school for us ??
yn.wolff ofcourse i did. came all the way to Australia to see you not race
georgerussell63 🙄
alex_albon shots fired
yn.wolff you werent any better lex
alex_albon hey i come in peace. at least you didnt have to watch the race alone.
yn.wolff i didnt have too i had company
albonofans not alex trying to justify his dnf 😂
danielriccardo great to see you again little wolff
yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️
yn.wolff when do i get to see you again ?
danielriccardo we will see. soon i promise
mickcedes who is the guy ? why so sneaky
hammertime a mercedes guy for sure.
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mickschumacher 🌊+🦘+🇦🇺 =❤️
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jackdoohan i want a beach volley rematch 😠
mickschumacher NO
jackdoohan YES
galaelized can i come ?
jackdoohan yes the more the merrier. you will be on my team
mickschumacher hey not fair i want sean
jackdoohan too late 😝
dookiesquad they fight like a bunch of kids
schuminis mick soft launching his girl 😍
mickiemick i wanna know who she is
micksquad i heard she is a surfer girl too 😍
mercedesarmy i bet you yn wolff is gonna be pretty jealous rn. her bestie has got a girl 😶
micksquad omg i did not think of this 😭 lesser yn and mick 💔 im not ready for this
yn.wolff who is the new chick
mickschumacher oh you definitely know her
yn.wolff do i ? hmm do i like her ?
mickschumacher absolutely cause i love her 😉
yn.wolff if you say so
danielriccardo oh so thats why she wasnt free 🤔
ricfans who is “she” ??? we need to know
kikiay he knows something!! spill please
paddockgossips so she is someone already known in the paddock? interesting 🤨
f1wags not yn making sure everyone knows she approves
micksquad this is why she is the queen of the paddock
ginaschumacher ❤️❤️❤️
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yn.wolff ocean blue eyes, looking in mine, i feel like i might sink and drown and die ❤️
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mickschumacher meine liebe, ich liebe dich ❤️ (translation: my love, i love you)
yn.wolff i love you more ❤️
ginaschumacher ahhh my favourites!!! welcome to the family! ❤️❤️
yn.wolff thank you ! ❤️
carmenmmundt finally i have been waiting for this! ❤️
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alex_albon YES FINALLY !!! its not a secret anymore
lilymhe im so so sorry for him 🤦🏻♀️
lilymhe my babies ❤️ @mickschumacher take care of her if not ☠️
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mickschumacher i promise !! damn you are scary
mercedesarmy i spoke too soon 🤡
micksquad my jaw is dropped! im speechless! i love them so much
mickcedes damn those lyrics hit different now
lewishamilton ❤️
susie.wolff YN!!! thats not the point of a car !!! -dad
mercbuddies HAHAHA toto is the best !!
susie.wolff welcome to the family mick! we love you guys❤️
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mickschumacher thank you ❤️
jackdoohan not taylor again
yn.wolff hey dont say that !! its taylor all day, everyday !
jackdoohan fine 😐 promise me during roadtrips we have songs other than taylor
yn.wolff ofc we will have harry styles and one direction too
jackdoohan @mickschumacher SAVE ME
mickschumacher im switzerland
jackdoohan 😦
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mickschumacher you’re so gorgeous ❤️
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yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️
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charles_leclerc you guys are datingg ?!!?!
yn.wolff why are you shocked ?? you knew
charles_leclerc oh right i did
pierregasly so see you next race yn 🤔
yn.wolff sure if you can convince my dad to write another excuse letter
pierregasly @mickschumacher you got to think of a reason
mickschumacher why me ?
pierregasly cause her dad will say yes to you
susie_wolff 🤔 - toto
jackdoohan OMG not you and the lyrics too
mickschumacher 🫶🏼
mickcedes and to think you couldn’t love him more 🥹
micksquad WHEN WILL IT BE ME ?!?!?!
georgerussell63 ❤️
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estebanocon so happy for you !! 🤍
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elenaberri planning our double date soon ❤️
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yn.wolff yes pleaseee !!!!
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a/n: thank you for reading this far !! hope you enjoyed it ! If you have any one-shot scenarios send them to me!! I would love to try and recreate them for you ◡̈
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competition + part one
⊹ masterlist ⊹ taglist ⊹
⊹⊱ trigger warning - [being shady af, slandering, tune in for plot twist!]
⊹⊱ theme - [social media au]
⊹⊱ pairings - [ex!mick schumacher x thai beauty queen!y/n x ?]
⊹⊱ face claim - anntonia porsild
⊹⊱ keywords - [rumours. "i promise that you'll never find another like me." emotional scars trope. "you're talking shit for the hell of it." girl fight. "anything you can do, i do better." bitterness and envy. "who do you think you are? are you better than me - no."]
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truemickfan Wait, did I miss a whole season? Mick and Y/N were just together during Miami Grand Prix, and how's he's all cozy with someone new? 😳
estebanocon 😍😍
⊳ racedaydreamer estie bestie, explain what happened to my parents! 😭
⊳ speeddemonette I AM DISAPPOINTED BARFING, CRYING, HAVING SEIZURES RIGHT NOW!
mickfanatic Is it just me or does anyone else feel like Mick moved on way too quickly? Y/N is not just a casual fling!
micksupporter YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH Y/N WAS ALMOST 4 YEARS MICK! 😭 4 YEARS!
gridgirlgossip Goodbye, I am sending you my therapy bills.
cornercruiser #downgradeofthecentury
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The night was alive with the glow of twinkling stars, casting their silvery light over the event you had just finished hosting the glamorous charity event, Your radiant smile never left your face as you effortlessly guided the evening. The applause echoed through the grand hall, and for a moment, you felt like the world was yours as you were dressed in elegance and grace, embodying beauty and poise like no other, leaving behind a trail of flashing cameras and clinking glasses. But as you retreated backstage, reality caught up with you.
Your phone buzzed insistently in your hand, a notification lighting up the screen. You anticipated it to be a congratulatory message, a reminder of your brilliance on stage. Instead, it was a photo that sent shards of pain through your heart.
Mick.
There he was, smiling broadly, his lips on her cheek and an arm wrapped around a woman – you realized who she was – the Instagram model whose presence had been splashed across tabloids and gossip sites recently but whose ingenue beauty was unmistakable.
Your heart sank as you realized the truth: he had moved on like you and him never happened.
3 years of being with him – going 4 years – all thrown aside like a trash.
You were with him, in his ups and downs.
You were there when he lost his F1 seat.
You were there when he questioned his ability...
His talent...
His whole being...
And the pressure of him being the racing prodigy after his father.
You were there when Mercedes took him in and welcomed him as a reserve driver. You celebrated late at night and cuddled by the flame drinking beers while Coldplay plays on the background. It feels like home to be with him but...
Where could have you possibly lacked that he found another one so easily within two months?
Were you that ugly?
Were you that unworthy?
Were you that replaceable?
Were you not enough?
The tears welled up before you could stop them, blurring your vision as you crumbled into a chair. The room felt like it was closing in on you, the deafening silence of your pain echoing in your ears. A whirlwind of emotions swirled within you – hurt, confusion, and an undeniable sense of loss.
He said that he won't break your heart, let alone shed tears because of him. Yet here you are, a sobbing mess because he found a replacement 2 months fresh after your break up.
You hated him. No... You loathed yourself that you've ended up this way with your heart and soul. Yet a part of you feels guilty and loves him despite letting you burn yourself in the process. He said he'll protect you but...
He had set fire and left you alone - sacrificed yourself for your ever-unsalvageable relationship.
It simply costs you. Your being.
You lost yourself so that he could find himself.
You didn't know what happened. One day he wasn't the Mick you knew.
He changed that was all.
It felt like a betrayal, a stark reminder that he had moved on while you were still grappling with the aftermath of your breakup. The break had been raw, an ache that had haunted you since the day you parted ways. Two months had passed, yet the wound was far from healed. The emotions you had been pouring up for weeks seemed to return like an overflooded river, and the dam you had so carefully constructed - every week you put on a brave smile and face the world - finally crumbled once again.
You completely lost him.
Amid the tears and the sobs, you allowed to release the anguish that was held back. It was as if the universe had given you permission to feel, to mourn, and to heal.
You clung to your friends, letting their unwavering support become your lifeline, traversing the caverns of your own heart. Your friends rushed to your side, their faces filled with concern.
And a new familair guy was there too, like a true friend. He knelt in front of you, his big copper eyes locking onto yours. "Y/N," he whispered, "I'm so sorry... You don't deserve this." The sobs wracked your body as you buried your face in your hands before he pulled you into an embrace that lulled your lamenting and already ravaged heart. But the pain was too raw. It was misery that had been festering for two long months, a pain you had hidden behind your dazzling smile.
You thought you were fine, that you were strong enough to handle seeing Mick with someone new. But in that moment, all your strength crumbled. It felt like your heart had been ripped out and stomped on.
His hand grazed your back with your face buried in his chest, his voice was low but soft but filled with empathy. "He doesn't deserve you, Y/N." His accent was thick upon whispering in your ear, feeling bad that you had to go through this.
As you cried, you realized that the pain wasn't just about Mick. It was about the weight of expectations, the pressure to always appear strong, and the fear of being alone. It was about the depression that had been silently eating away at you.
You had been wearing a mask for so long, pretending to be okay when you weren't. It manifested from you losing weight, skipping meals and even your sleeping schedule had been hell. And now, in this moment of vulnerability, you felt like you were breaking free from that suffocating facade.
He whispered soothing words, reminding you that you were loved and that your worth wasn't defined by a relationship.
As the tears continued to flow, you realized that healing would take time. But for the first time in months, you felt like you were ready to take on the path to recovery. The pain was real and there was nothing for you to do but it shouldn't be stopping you.
You promised that you would be stronger than you had ever known.
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Morning aftermath...
As the morning sun filtered through your window, you found yourself still wrapped in the cocoon of sleep, the weight of last night's breakdown lingering like a heavy fog. But as your phone began to buzz with notifications, reality swiftly came crashing back. Friends had texted you, their words a mix of concern and reassurance.
"Hey, just wanted to let you know that there's a tweet going around. We're here for you, always." — F/N1
"Some fan or paparazzi sent a picture of you crying backstage last night to a Twitter account. They're all with you. We are always here for you, Y/N." — F/N2
You sighed, sitting up and staring at your phone. It didn't take long to locate the tweet they were referring to – a photo of you, vulnerable and raw, with your friends surrounding you to comfort you. The tweet had gained traction overnight, becoming a symbol of empathy and support from fans all over...
As you scrolled through the replies, you were taken aback by the outpouring of compassion. Fans of both Mick and yours had come together, expressing their concern and sending well wishes. The sight of your shared pain resonated with many, they felt upset for you over a single Instagram post of Mick that drew out all the vitality in you last night.
With a sigh, you knew you couldn't remain in bed all day, wallowing in the events of the past night. You were stronger than that, and you owed it to yourself and your supporters to show them that you were okay. Taking a deep breath, you decided to update your fans through an Instagram story.
You snapped a picture of yourself, the gentle sunlight casting a warm glow on everything it touched. Typing out a caption, you chose your words carefully.
With a sense of purpose, you tapped the post button. It was a small gesture, but it felt like a step forward. The response was immediate – an influx of messages, hearts, and encouraging words flooded your inbox. Each notification felt like a virtual hug, a reminder that you were not alone on this journey.
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Later that day...
As the sun began its slow descent, you found yourself deep in thought, your mind weaving through possibilities and aspirations. The idea had taken root within you, a flicker of determination that refused to be extinguished. You wanted to show the world that you were more than just a single pageant title or relationship and that your journey was far from over.
The world felt a little brighter, and the weight on your shoulders felt a little lighter.
With a sense of purpose, you reached for your phone, your fingers dancing over the keys as you composed a message to your pageant coach, RL Duangkong. Your journey to a bigger goal is just about to start.
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Author's Note: THIS POST HAD BEEN UPLOADED WAY TO SEVERAL TIMES THAT I ALMOST LOST PATIENCE. The effort I poured onto this fic is ungodly. Which is why I appreciate smau!writers out there. I was having an internal monologue on how the lines would be distributed properly. I honestly loved making this - it is such a challenge and a struggle to be fair. Please do not repost or take the edited pictures without my consent. Some media in this post are mine and it's hard to do photoshopping/photo manipulation. Any kind of support is appreciated as I continue writing as long as I keep dreaming. Until then, stay updated for part 2! 𔘓ฅ[ᓀ˵▾˵ᓂ]𔘓ฅ
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created by the user in response to a creative writing prompt. Any resemblance to actual events, persons, or entities, whether living or deceased, is purely coincidental. The characters, events, and dialogue portrayed in this fanfiction are products of the user's imagination and are not meant to infringe upon any copyrights or trademarks associated with the Formula One sport or any real-life individuals. This fanfiction is solely intended for entertainment purposes, and the author acknowledges that the depicted scenarios are not endorsed, authorized, or supported by any official Formula One entities or the individuals mentioned.
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kenergy unfolded || ms47 fic
mick schumacher x ofc
EXTENTION/WRITTEN VERSION of WHO IS KENOUGH
Summary: Barbie Blanco is dating her childhood crush, Mick Schumacher but nobody knew. Or at least, nobody knew until Arthur Leclerc, Barbie’s boy best friend who drove for the Ferrari Driving Academy, decided to take the matter into his own hands and roped Barbie into making the young Schumacher jealous. Needless to say, riling up the entire F1 community (and the boyfriend) would eventually make Mick snap.
Content warning: written version of Who Is Kenough, use of explicit language, platonic!scheming!Arthur Leclerc x OFC, established relationship, jealous!Mick Schumacher
Note: I am moving tomorrow so I decided to write this down for now bc I just want some menace Arthur. This is the written version of Who is Kenough so enjoy!!! xx
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Barbie Blanco had always considered herself decent. She acted as nicely as she could in public, respecting everyone and treating them with kindness. Because of her connection to the retired driver Sebastian Vettel and his wife Bel, she, too, had an image in public that she maintained. Everyone loved Barbie. Of all the people who could’ve made their images terrible, she had more chances of winning the public over should she do something heinous. Not that she’d ever do something as such.
Mick Schumacher was the same. He was born to an iconic racing family, with him being Michael Schumacher’s carbon copy. He already had a public image by the time he was born— a set of expectations for him were ready to be fulfilled. He was the cutest baby to have existed too, with cameras taking photos of him left and right while he and his father were out and about. He had to maintain his image as a Schumacher legacy.
Perhaps that was why he decided that keeping their relationship on the down low was ideal. It wasn’t as if he was embarrassed by the thought of it — he didn’t like the idea of sharing Barbie to the rest of the world just yet. They’ve seen her in the paddocks as Sebastian Vettel’s daughter and they rooted for her and Mick as years went on — but it didn’t mean that he’d share her to the world after yearning for almost a decade. It took him years to even admit he loved her— he didn’t want to share her just yet.
But Barbie took Mick’s hesitation for humiliation. One of the things that she had learned from being in the foster system for too long was that she cannot ask. Just take what you’re given, and be grateful. It took Seb and Bel to tell her that she could ask anything and they’d be more than willing to hand it to her but a little part of herself, one that thought too much about Mick, doubted that he would even admit to anyone he’s dating her. Let alone she was his girlfriend. So she never asked, just shying away from the thought and continued to be a happy content girlfriend for him.
But it seemed as if fate fucked around a lot. Or rather, Arthur Leclerc did.
Their isolated vacation in Monaco was meant to be as secluded as it could be— the Vettels had a yacht that were maintained but not normally operated, and the younger couple had the boat for the two of them. They were quite happy with the quiet that came with the boat, with him sunbathing while she sat next to him with a book perched on her lap.
Well, Mick was sunbathing until he cleared his throat to catch her attention, shooting the German a look as he smiled widely at Barbie, “Come cuddle?”
“Under the sun?” Barbie chuckled, “I could do so much more than staying in one place.”
“Oya? Name it,” Mick’s hand lifted his shades to stare at her dark eyes with his cheeky grin. “Maybe we can experiment and see what works?”
“You are literally red in the face and your chest because of the sun,” Barbie scoffed, “what’s stopping me from slapping you to make them hurt?”
“Your love for me?” Mick suggested, leaving Barbie to roll her eyes as he laughed and reached up to kiss her softly. Pulling an inch away from her lips, he murmured, “Ich liebe dich so sehr.” I love you so much.
“Took us long enough huh,” Barbie chuckled beneath her breath before pulling him for another kiss, “I love you.”
Arthur: Oi, how long are you here in Monaco for???
Barbie: ??? How do you even know I’m in Monaco?
Arthur: Snapchat works wonders.
Arthur: So??? Are you gonna be here for a while or are you just planning to ditch your best friend?
Barbie: Ugh, fine. I’ll find my way around here. Where do you want to eat?
Arthur: I knew I love you for a reason ;) Remember that resto I took you to for pasta? Like the big cheese wheel pasta?
Barbie: I honestly would rather eat at the back of your mother’s salon.
Arthur: Don’t be so boring. Send me your addy. You better be outside your place at 6PM sharp. If you’re not dressed as much as you do on a fashion week I’m gonna march you back to your place. I want to see fancy. FANCY!!!
Mick Schumacher might kill a Monegasque sometime soon. Preferably his grid mate’s brother.
Barbie had been checking her D&G tulle dress for ten minutes straight while she stood in front of the mirror with her Medusa shoes on, her lips painted dark red while a black rose choker was wrapped around her neck. She had her hair in a wavy ponytail, not wanting to make her hair look more complicated.
“It’s too formal,” Mick only told her before he walked up to their temporary shared closet and pulled out his oversized vintage Ferrari jacket.
Barbie stared at the outerwear in his hand for a second before she chuckled, “That’s too casual.”
“It evens out the whole vibe,” Mick shrugged before slipping her onto the jacket. “Voila. Besides, it’s a Leclerc. What does a Leclerc know about dressing nicely?”
“Oi, you might be friends with one but you don’t get to slander my own,” Barbie laughed regardless, pinching him on the cheek as he smiled lazily. “Don’t be an ass to everyone just because they have the same surname.”
“I’m not— but I’m just saying; if Charles could barely dress, what makes you think Arthur cares about what he wears?” Mick proposed. He was only saying that to make himself feel better. That, and maybe he was convincing himself that their night out was just a best friend to best friend kind of hangout. Not a date.
Nobody knew that they were dating with the exception of their families, as far as they knew. They decided to keep themselves silent about it to their peers, not wanting to see them slip up and compromise the relationship that Mick wanted to keep a secret.
So Mick was trying to convince himself that no, Arthur Leclerc wasn’t taking Barbie on a date. And no, Arthur was just a boy best friend only— he wasn’t crushing on Barbie.
“You’re such a fashion critique,” Barbie replied with a grin, “have you ever considered joining Bel on one of her fashion weeks? You’d do so much more talking than I would.”
“I dress better than him.”
“Alright quit sizing him up, he isn’t here,” Barbie giggled, flattening out the crease on his shirt as she continued, “You— enjoy your night out with Estie and Charles, yes? And I will see you in about… few hours?”
Mick sighed, slumping against her shorter figure as he said, “I really do not want to go out.”
“Same here, best friend,” Mick heard her murmur with his head resting against her neck. Then his lips began to press kisses against her perfumed neck as she pushed him off with a giggle, “Alright, stop feeling me up Mick— you’re not gonna get away from your night out—“
“Ugh,” he groaned, stomping his foot down petulantly before he pouted. “Stupid friends. I’m gonna see them in a week anyways— why do I have to see them over the break?”
“Because they love you so much they’re more than willing to see your insufferable ass over the break?” She raised a brow before her mouth curled into a grin.
Mick let out a strangled and baffled noise as Barbie giggled and said, “I’m kidding. They’re still your friends, love.”
“And? So are you? Why couldn’t they just invite you?”
A ping on her phone echoed inside the bedroom as she sighed, picking up her phone to look at the notification before she looked back at her boyfriend. “Art’s here. Besides, you’ve your friends— I’ve mine. We might’ve been thick as thieves but you still had your friends. I didn’t have any— Arthur was kind enough to pity me no?”
Before Mick could even protest, she already held his face and pressed a kiss on his lips. “See you later, mahal. Enjoy your time with the boys. Don’t drink and drive.”
Then she was gone, leaving him alone as he pouted continuously. He muttered to himself, “I’ll see you, liebe.”
But the truth was Barbie was right; throughout her life as Sebastian’s foster daughter she never had any friends who stayed. Mick and Gina Schumacher were her friends and those two only. Everyone rooted for Mick and Barbie because they were always together; they were the constant ones. Barbie never had any friends that weren’t Mick’s, so Arthur was a change in her life that she welcomed with open arms.
So really, Mick shouldn’t be complaining about her hanging out with other people when he does it every time he’s away from her. He had more options, she didn’t.
“I’m gonna stab you with a fork and you’re just gonna hope for the best if you say that aloud one more time. I swear to you, Leclerc.”
“That what? That you and Mi—“
“Sh~ Art, shut up,” Barbie hissed louder than expected, earning the attention of the people around them as her face flushed red. When they turned back to mind their business, Barbie glowered at Arthur. “If you’re trying to get an answer then you better hush.”
“Fine, I’ll be quiet,” Arthur Leclerc had been twirling the pasta in his plate for a minute straight now, eating it before he leaned over and quietly asked Barbie, “How long have you two been dating?”
“…February.”
“Fucking Feb— oh, mon cœur,” Arthur sighed dramatically, “and I was not even told? Did Charles know? Who else knows?”
“Seb and Gina… literally our families only,” Barbie slumped on her seat, “no, Charles doesn’t know. I intend to keep it that way. Or at least Mick wants to keep it that way.”
What? Even Arthur knew how whipped Mick was for Barbie so why was he hiding Barbie away now? When Barbie saw this look on Arthur’s face all she could say was, “I dunno. I wasn’t told why either. You know I don’t like asking.”
“You should start asking, though, Barbie because how will you know?” Arthur asked. But the last part of his reply had him wondering. How would Mick prove himself to be happy with loving Barbie?
Now this may seem silly or dumb but Arthur might have thought of something. Maybe it would work but who knows.
All he wanted was for Mick to show that he loved Arthur’s best friend as the German driver portrayed back when people only saw him and Barbie as best friends. Forget about Barbie doing everything, maybe this is the time a Ken named Mick Schumacher could do something for once.
Charles: I didn’t know your best friend is coming to Zandvoort?
Mick: She’s in Amsterdam right now, yeah. Why?
Charles: Nothing. I thought you made a move for once but it turns out I’m wrong.
Mick: Wdym?
Charles: Fast Lane Daily and other news sites are running a story about her and my brother right now in Amsterdam. Did you see his IG story too?
Charles: I’m rooting for you two but like this is letting me down tbh
BARBIE AND MICK? No, Arthur Leclerc!
“Barbie Blanco Vettel is a catch indeed, so who’s the lucky Monegasque seeker?”
ARTHUR LECLERC and BARBIE BLANCO are seen hanging out days before the Zandvoort race. Could this be the beginning of an iconic couple in the grid?
“With Sebastian Vettel’s daughter — your best friend Barbie Blanco attending the race week, will we see her in the Mercedes garage?” The reporter asked Mick as he stood there at the media pen. Mick’s smile fell flat when the reporter continued with, “Or will we see her at the Ferrari with what everyone thinks to be her boyfriend, Arthur Leclerc?”
Ugh.
But his smile showed as he answered as nicely as one could, “Oh, no. That’s the thing about Barbie— she doesn’t have favourite teams. She has favourite drivers and with her being my guest — I’m certain you’ll see her around our paddock area, the garage maybe— hell, I might just have the Mercedes social media account post a lot of videos of her.”
“So why haven’t you posted photos of her lately? Does it perhaps have anything to do with the youngest Leclerc being involved with her?”
In the next hour, the Mercedes media team had posted every single clip they had of Barbie, donning the number 47 in her Merc shirt, and Mick talking as they discussed the car and their day — but their conversations were muted and some stupid TikTok sounds were playing in the background. They even posted a video of the duo talking to Sebastian and his son Kimi over a FaceTime call.
Then the Ferrari Driving Academy — per Arthur’s request — posted some videos of him and Barbie messing about at the garage with Ollie. He somehow managed to rope Ollie and their media team into making a TikTok with Barbie’s Merc hat being replaced by a FDA one — WITH ARTHUR’S NUMBER ON IT.
Everyone in the grid had seen it before Arthur’s older brother even did. Even Charles was taking the piss from Arthur’s antics. He was rooting for Mick to finally win the girl over and his brother was out here trying to be as slick as one could be to Barbie.
Charles Leclerc knew that he was more than willing to strangle his own brother on behalf of Mick Schumacher.
Mick was the bigger man on certain occasions (God hadn’t made him the smaller man in every part of his being either), so he couldn’t understand why he wanted to be petty about his relationship with Barbie to Arthur. He was what everyone called a golden retriever— always friendly and all that. But sometimes he wished he was like Roscoe. Intimidating, sure, but he’s a softie. He just wanted to scare any men off as they try to scamper towards Barbie.
The phrases Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss never sounded so good until this season. He wanted to follow the mantra with the exception of the first part. He wanted to gatekeep so bad, but being a Mercedes driver opened his world to the public even more. Now he couldn’t even keep Barbie to himself.
He was certainly delighted to see her excited face when she arrived in the Mercedes area during the free practice day, though. It was safe to say that Arthur hadn’t done anything stupid just yet.
Barbie became a familiar face in the paddock as she remained Mick’s guest. She was starting her final year of culinary school in September and all she wanted was to watch him race in person for the last time before heading back to Switzerland. She wasn’t due to see him race again until Abu Dhabi.
Now, Mick saw her more often as they lived ten minutes apart in Switzerland. But there was just something about her attending the races that had him going. He wasn’t a people pleaser— he was a Barbie pleaser. He lived to make her proud just as he was proud of her multi-talented nature. So he wanted to make the Dutch GP something that she’d be proud about. As if he hadn’t been earning points with his Mercedes vehicle every race.
Then Barbie opened her mouth about her trip with Arthur when they were in Amsterdam. Mick loved listening to her rambling about what she’d gotten Seb and Bel’s son Kimi, indeed, but when Arthur’s name slipped out of her mouth his smile faltered for a moment. It was an expression that Barbie missed while she continued to babble about what else she had gotten from Amsterdam.
Mick didn’t have to feel extremely foul after coping from the story that Arthur posted days ago with her being in it. Arthur never posted as much as he did of her before, so there was something going on. Mick just couldn’t point his finger on it. It was annoying him to no end.
It didn’t help that the younger Monegasque came stopping by at the Mercedes garage with a grin while he stood on his electric scooter. Arthur’s grin widened even more when he saw Mick before he looked back at his girl best friend and greeted her, “Not tired of me, yet?”
Mick certainly was.
“Eh, kinda,” Barbie joked, still standing next to Mick’s car while the driver sat there with an annoyed expression. Barbie still couldn’t see it.
“So not fully,” Arthur hummed as if he thought of it thoroughly before he suggested, “Y’wanna ride around the track before FP1?”
Mick’s jaw slacked at the suggestion, baffled that Arthur — that ANYONE — had the audacity to even say that in front of him. To Barbie!
But then he remembered that she didn’t have a friend besides Arthur. THAT and nobody knew they were dating. So he couldn’t exactly protest.
Arthur’s grin meant a lot more than a friendly gesture. It was a shit-eating grin and Mick was at the receiving end of it. He couldn’t even say anything that’ll aggravate anyone.
God, Charles’ offer to give Arthur some hell was starting to sound like a good deal.
“I don’t have any scooter,” she told him, not even noticing the glare that Mick held while Arthur continued to smile like a piece of shit.
The Monegasque hopped off the scooter and said, “I’ll just borrow Ollie’s. I’m sure the lad wouldn’t mind, would he?” But he was looking at Mick.
Mick’s glare disappeared for a moment when Barbie turned to him and asked, “I’ll take a lap or two at the track, if that’s okay?”
His annoyed expression dissipated quickly while Arthur grinned at the sudden shift in Mick’s emotion as he encouraged Barbie softly, “Yeah okay. Careful, alright?”
“Thanks, Schums,” Barbie grinned before she ran towards the scooter that Arthur parked. She was too excited to ride the scooter that she didn’t notice Mick glaring at Arthur.
Arthur saw it though, and all he did was raise a thumb and winked. “Don’t worry, Mick, I’ll return her to you in one piece. She’ll have a fun time.” Then he ran after Barbie who already got a head start towards the Ferrari garage.
Mick huffed and asked his manager about his phone. When he finally got his hands on it, he immediately texted Charles.
Mick: Your brother is a prat.
Charles: I’m gonna pretend that that's news to me. What did the boy do now?
Mick: He’s an asshole. I love him but he’s cooking up something Charles.
Charles: Yeah, welcome to the club. I can still do something just lmk
Charles: Oi, where did you take Barbie again? And why are you being you?
Arthur: Wha? I’m just taking her on a quick trip around the track.
Charles: You do know that Mick likes her right? No like LOVE LOVES her
Arthur: Oh I know Shal :)
Arthur: Sure, Barbie can do anything— but maybe it’s time Ken does something too?
Charles: Stop being so cryptic and get her back to the garage safely, idiot. FP1 is starting soon.
“I’m actually gonna rip my own eardrums off if I hear his name one more time, oh my god.”
Esteban Ocon and Lance Stroll exchanged looks as they just witnessed Mick Schumacher’s first breakdown of the season. It was not just any regular on the track related breakdown — seeing as he was slumped down on the table with his blue eyes hiding away from everyone, his head resting over his forearms while he continued to wear his race suit. He hadn’t taken off his race suit and unlike the others, and clearly whatever the hell was going on with him it wasn’t racing related.
“Who?”
“That other Leclerc guy,” Mick muttered while he kept his head down.
“Does this have something to do with what’s been going around about Barbie and Art—“
“Yes, Lance! Say his name one more time,” Mick exclaimed, rolling his eyes in the process. Lance scoffed at the attitude being given to him, making Mick quietly murmur, “Sorry. Yeah it’s about that.”
“What about it?” Esteban asked as he bit on his granola bar, “Barbie and Arthur are friends, no?”
“And that’s the thing,” Mick said exasperatedly, “they are friends. Just friends— they’re not a thing.”
“Why are you so obsessed about that,” Lance asked genuinely, “it’s not like you two are a thing anyways. They can date if they feel like it. Arthur can woo her as much as he’d like as long as she permits him.”
Mick looked defeated, pouting slightly as he kept his head down. Yeah. He had nothing to say anymore. He was done ranting.
But Esteban wouldn’t live that down. Mick’s reaction. It was as if the blond guy had something more to say but chose to keep his mouth shut. “Ah, so you fucked up, Mick?”
Lance’s eyes widened at Esteban’s claim as Mick looked at the Frenchman with a questioning expression. Esteban continued to interrogate the man in question, “Mick, why haven’t you posted anything about Barbie since… I dunno… since Imola?”
“I- what?”
Lance, seemingly amused by Esteban’s words, had also given his input, “And why isn’t she here with us…? Why are you way too far from her right now, Mick?”
“It’s obvious you have a crush on her. That's why she was sticking with you most of the time and you’ve posted your photos and hers all the time. So,” Esteban leaned over and stared directly at Mick’s eyes. “Why is she with Arthur Leclerc?”
“I’m keeping my mouth shut,” Mick leaned back, but Lance too had gotten into the interrogation as he offered an idea.
“Have you two fallen off?”
“No? What made you think that? She’s still my guest no?”
“Is she dating Arthur?”
“No,” Mick scoffed, “she would’ve told me otherwise.”
“Do you think she’s dating Arthur?”
“No,” Mick answered.
“Do you want her to date Arthur?” That was the final nail in the coffin.
“What- no! Guys for fuck’s sake! She’s my girlfriend!”
“AHA!” Mick’s claim might’ve been quiet enough for the two to hear but Lance and Esteban’s reactions were the opposite. Lance accidentally banged his knee against the table and Esteban stood and pointed at Mick, catching the attention of everyone inside the paddock area.
Mick swore that he was being selfish and he was planning to do it until everything dies down. But even he couldn’t keep his stupid mouth shut because of some guy named Arthur Leclerc. He was spiraling.
Esteban sat back down and asked, “So why aren’t you posting her more than you should’ve now?”
“Does it matter? We both love each other and nobody needs to get into our business like that,” Mick muttered bitterly. “Our families are already after our asses about it before we even made things official.”
“Yeah but have you asked Barbie how she felt about that?” Lance counteracted before he pointed out, “Sure she agreed to keep it private. But you two— literally just before all of that, when Seb was still driving— she’d be trailing after you and you’d have your arms wrapped where friends shouldn’t be wrapping it around on. Now she’s not even getting all of that from you. The closest thing she’s gotten was a paddock pass.”
Their words sat with him throughout the weekend, but he never let it bother Barbie as he cuddled with her that night and the night before the race.
He was outspoken when it came to Barbie. He absolutely loved her. But there was just something about keeping his relationship a secret that immediately became the norm. Everyone knew how in love he was with her, but to say it aloud all while they were in a relationship? It’s like he didn’t like the change when they finally became a couple. He was so used to being in love with her that he didn’t care about the labels. It was as if their relationship was already established from the beginning they didn’t need to say it aloud.
But the thing was that he needed to say it aloud. It was eating her alive regardless if Mick never saw it on her face. Everyone saw what he didn’t see. Maybe Arthur saw that too and was giving her the love she so deserved.
Maybe it was time he showed it to the world as he normally did back before they even became a thing. He wanted normality right? Perhaps, this was it. He should go back to normal — with the exception of them being labelled as a couple rather than best friends.
Mick was in P1 and he was sulking. He was fucking sulking because he just found another photo of Barbie arriving at the same club as he was in now with Arthur.
This was what he didn’t like about being in a secret relationship while he kept getting podiums — and being a winner. You couldn’t even celebrate your win properly because you’ve decided to hide her away from everyone.
Her black Oscar de la Renta dress didn’t do her beauty some justice. No matter how expensive it was, her face was exquisite enough to outdo her clothes. She held a single piece of rose on her hand and handed it to Mick with a sheepish smile. It was a way to congratulate him without having to be intimate in front of other people.
But this past few weeks itself was insane. He didn’t even want a rose. He just wanted her and her genuine smile. It was his fault for wanting to keep their relationship a secret.
An hour or two passed and Mick decided that it was time to head home. During his celebration he drank as much as Barbie did, happy to see her get wild. But the one that had him wishing he’d gone to celebrate in their hotel room was the way she danced wildly with Arthur as they had both gotten loose throughout the night.
It was fairly quiet outside the club, signalling that the two of them had enough privacy to wait for their lift outside the venue.
They were both too touchy feely to even be in public, but when Barbie wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to express how proud she was of him and how happy she was to see him win — no matter how much she ached to hold him after he got out of the car but resorted to hiding away to his drivers room — he couldn’t help but press his lips against hers and devoured the love that she gave him.
The next morning, Barbie had woken up witnessing him scroll through his gallery album full of their photos together.
“Morning, liebe. Which ones do you think look good?” Mick asked her without missing a beat, turning his screen to her direction.
“They all look nice. I can’t pick anything for wallpaper,” Barbie muttered as she wished to fall back asleep.
But it seemed like Mick had another plan, “It’s not for a wallpaper. I’m trying to post a dump photo of us on Instagram.”
Her eyes widened at the announcement as she turned to her side, giving him an incredulous expression. He smiled meekly, “Yeah… they were all blowing up my Twitter because they caught us making out—“
“What—“
“In public.”
“What? And you’re just posting photos of us to add more fuel to the fire?” Barbie shrieked, letting out a noise. “Are you sure you’re alright?”
“Esteban and Lance were right about being stupid for keeping you a secret,” Mick murmured guiltily. “I’ve shown some symptoms of being too in love with you before, so why can’t I do the same thing now that we’re actually together?”
“I hope it didn’t make you think that I was ashamed of you,” Mick continued, putting his phone down to turn to her direction, his hand reaching to spontaneously comfort her. “If anything I’m just trying to get them to mind their business.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Barbie huffed out, “you weren’t wrong about keeping it private.”
“Yeah but it wasn’t right to just pretend you aren’t something more to me,” Mick pressed a kiss on her forehead. “So I’ll be as proud as I can be of you. I don’t care if it’s public or private — I’ll be yours as long as you’re mine. Yes?”
Arthur: Did Mick finally spill?
Arthur: Fucking finally. I was ready to expose him on your behalf tbh.
fin.
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matcha latte (msc.47)
pairing: mick schumacher x fem!reader
warnings: cheese, fluff, reader works with kids, lots of petnames from platonic!daniel, platonic!charles and platonic!carlos, shysimp!mick, simp!reader, shitty writing, reader's outfits are described a few times and definitely present more as fem. if that's not your thing, that's okie
word count: 9.7k
synopsis: you've been crushing on the cute barista at your friend's cafe for a while now. he's been crushing on you too. the only problem? you're both too shy to say anything... maybe you need a helping hand from your large group of friends and the cutest kids.
((this is a fic I wrote and posted on my kpop blog a few years ago that I rewrote to fit F1. it's kinda jumpy and chaotic and it's a mess of like... 8 drivers being a huge friend group... tbh I'll probably rewrite it at some point but I think it's cute so I wanted to post it! pls let me know what you think <33))
You loved your Wednesday afternoons at ‘The Shoreline’ . Ever since you could remember, you’d been coming with Daniel, Charles and Carlos to Pierre and Yuki’s cafe. It was a cute cafe tucked away on the corner of a smaller street, facing the beach. The cafe itself was fairly large once you were inside, but the decor and vibe made it feel warm and homely. The sweet smell of cinnamon sugar mixed in with the more bitter aroma of coffee. The tantalising scent wrapped itself around you like a hug as you entered and you took a deep breath, inhaling the smell. You looked around, taking in the cafe. Worn armchairs were clustered around various styled wooden coffee tables, some taller, some shorter. The armchairs were a mixture of designs and patterns. You weren’t sure what your friend’s had been going for when they chose to decorate with a mixture of slightly eclectic colours but you loved it none the less. The wall to the right of the door had floor-to-ceiling, folding glass doors that allowed for plenty of natural light as well as beautiful views and on hot summer days, the doors would open, allowing the sea breeze to gently brush through and the noise of the ocean to accompany the music playing in the cafe. The main focal point of the cafe though was the large countertop placed at the back wall. It was a huge piece of wood that Pierre had laboriously sanded down and varnished himself. Placed on the countertop was a selection of the most delicious baked desserts and pastries. Behind the countertop was a top of the range espresso machine, coffee grinder and coffee press as well as a fridge that showcased mouthwatering sandwiches and salads. It was a perfect mixture of your friend’s personalities reflected in one small cosy cafe.
You looked around for your best friends, checking your phone for the message from Carlos to confirm they were there. You easily found them at your usual table by the large open doors as you saw Daniel’s curly hair poking up from behind a potted plant and Carlos broad-shouldered frame.
“Hello, my ducky!” Daniel boomed cheerfully as you plopped yourself down in the seat opposite him and Charles, next to Carlos. You giggled at his greeting,
“Hi Danny!” He reached across the table and linked your fingers with his, swinging your hand from side to side as you turned to Carlos,
“How was your holiday with Lando?! I missed you…” You pouted, Carlos poked your cheek with his index finger as he swallowed the sip of his drink he’d just taken.
“It was good! The scenery was great and I took some amazing photos!”
“But?” You prompted,
“But what?” He said nonchalantly, pretending not to know what you were playing at,
“You missed me, right?” You leant on his shoulder as a rumble of laughter worked it’s way up from his chest.
“Oh, of course… But I missed Daniel and Charles more!” He exclaimed as he lifted his mug to take another drink. Charles cheered as you nudged Carlos’ shoulder playfully with your own, pulling your hands away from Daniel,
“Well, I’m going to get a drink!” You poked your tongue out at Carlos as you stood up, punching his shoulder,
“Hey… baby…” Daniel looked at you disapprovingly, as Carlos rubbed his shoulder with fake hurt,
“Sorry Dad…” You rolled your eyes.
“‘y’, Dad-dy.” Daniel emphasised, making Charles cackle and Carlos gag,
“Ew…” You shuddered as you headed towards the counter, Carlos, Charles and Daniel snickering behind you.
As you made your way to the counter, two arms wrapped themselves around your waist, hoisting you into the air, making you shriek. You recognised it to be Pierre,
“Pierre put me down!” You were glad there were no other customers in the cafe at that moment.
He laughed as he put you back down,
“Hi beautiful,” You turned to hug him, closing your eyes and breathing in the scent of vanilla and coffee that was oh-so-Pierre. He patted your head adoringly before whispering to you,
“Mick is working today.” Your eyes shot open as you felt your face grow warm. Playing it cool you pulled away from Pierre,
“And you think I want to know that because…?”
“Because you have a crush.” Pierre deadpanned. You swallowed hard before answering,
“I do not!” You were rather indignant. Pierre looked past you,
“Oh, hey Mick!” You whirled around to see no one there, turning back to Pierre who was holding his side from laughter, you huffed,
“I’m glad you find this funny…” He gently patted your back before guiding you up to the counter.
“Hey, Mick!” Pierre called out loudly, “Customer!” You heard him grumbling in the storeroom behind the counter before Pierre cleared his throat,
“It’s Y/N.” The grumbling stopped and it was quiet for a moment before you heard the sounds of whispering and shuffling feet. Yuki popped his head out of the kitchen door,
“Heya Y/N!” He waved,
“Hi Yuki.” You smiled at him before he disappeared back into the kitchen.
There was more whispering and shuffling before poor Mick was all but pushed through the doorway, you bit your lip shyly as you took him in. Despite the summer heat, he was wearing an oversized white v-neck sweater and if you looked from a certain angle you could just see his collarbones peeking out. His sweatshirt was tucked into a pair of jeans that were slightly rolled up at the ankles with his beaten up converse on his feet to finish his outfit.
He nervously fiddled with the tie at the front of his black uniform apron before awkwardly adjusting the cap sitting on his head, taking it off to push his hair back before placing it back on his head. His hair looked soft. You imagined running your fingers through it and- ‘Stop it Y/N’ you thought
“H-h-hi Y/N.” He kept his gaze on the countertop, finger poking at a few stray crumbs.
“Hi Mick,” you couldn’t explain why you felt so flustered,
“What can I get for you today?” He asked softly, finally breaking his intense staring contest with the countertop to look at you. You inhaled as he quite literally took your breath away. He gave you a soft smile as he began to nervously fiddle with the sleeves of his sweater which had fallen over his hands slightly, making you squeal internally.
“Could I please get a matcha latte?” Pierre rolled his eyes,
“I swear you get the same thing every damn time!”
“I like them!” You whined, making Mick let out a soft giggle - oh gosh. Your heart beat sped up.
“Hot or iced?” You contemplated for a moment,
“Iced please…” You trailed off shyly as you looked at the cakes and desserts available, deciding to treat yourself.
As eclectic as Pierre’s colour choices in decorating were, you could say the same thing about some of his flavour options for cakes and drinks. It was part of the reason why the cafe attracted so many people on weekends and holidays. You looked at the options available for the day, mouth already watering. Pierre and Yuki always came up with something new each day, as well as the classic customer favourites and seasonal specials that came out at Christmas and in the summer. The usual things were there; red velvet cake, chocolate fudge cake, chocolate chip cookies, salted caramel and pecan cookies, matcha macarons, vanilla macarons, strawberry macarons and all variety of cupcakes. Then there were the more unusual flavours for today; champagne cream and strawberry scones, lavender honey macaroons, vanilla sponge with mango and coconut mousse filling, Earl Grey sponge with rose buttercream and blood orange and poppy seed polenta shortbread.
Your eyes nearly fell out of your head as you gazed at all the options available to you.
“Pierre… How am I supposed to pick just one?” You turned to Pierre with wide eyes. Mick found himself struggling not to coo at your cuteness. Damn, he just wanted to squish your cheeks. “Ummm… Can I please take a lavender and honey macaron and a slice of the Earl Grey sponge with rose buttercream, please? Whatever I don’t eat Daniel will finish anyway!” You giggled. Mick nodded as he set about cutting a slice of cake, selecting a macaron and plating it nicely. He passed you the plate, eyes suddenly widening as your fingers brushed his. The two of you froze for a second, staring at each other. Eyes wide and cheeks warm, holding your breath. You were broken out of your trance by a shout of your name, placing the plate down on your tray you turned,
“Y/N!”
“Lando!” You pulled the tanned boy in for a hug. “Carlos said you had a good time on holiday?” He nodded enthusiastically,
“Yeah! But I missed you…” He frowned, you turned to face your table,
“See? Lando missed me!” Carlos rolled his eyes at your antics, continuing to sip his coffee, you winced. How on earth could he drink that stuff? It was far too bitter. That’s why you preferred the sweeter yet still earthy taste of a matcha latte. They always seemed especially sweet when Mick made them… Speaking of Mick, he was just finishing making your drink, pouring it over ice. You clapped your hands excitedly as he placed it on your tray.
“Anything else?” He pushed his hair back and you gulped suddenly, that did not need to be as attractive as it was.
“No, thank you…” You blushed as you picked up the try. He felt his breathing hitch as he caught sight of the cute shy smile spreading across your cheeks. Mick thought it was adorable that your tongue poked out of your mouth slightly as your concentration face took over, your focus completely on carrying the tray back to your table. Pierre walked next to you laughing and joking. Mick sighed. He wished he could be like that with you… Chilled, relaxed, cool.
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When Mick walked through the door into work that morning, he knew you’d come in at some point. Wednesday lunchtimes you would always come in with Daniel, Charles and Carlos. You’d stay there all afternoon until closing which was when Pierre, Lando, Yuki and Esteban would join you. Mick would join too but he always found himself too shy to really speak to you.
“Morning Mick!” Pierre greeted him from behind the counter,
“Good morning.” Mick reply was quiet,
“Miiiiiiiiiiiick!” A tall body suddenly whacked into him and he fought to stay upright as he now bore Esteban’s full weight on his back. He laughed gently at his friend’s antics, patting his arm as it squeezed him tightly,
“Good morning Esteban.”
“Good morning Mick!” Mick smiled at Lando, patting his shoulder affectionately as he passed him,
“Morning Lando!” He entered the small staff room and put his bag down before grabbing his apron and putting it on. He entered the kitchen to wash his hands and do inventory, passing Yuki on the way.
“Oh! Try this! It’s the new recipe for today.” Yuki held out a small piece of macaron he’d cut off. Mick noted the pretty, pastel lavender tone and smiled. Soft and pretty. It reminded him of you. He took the macaron from Yuki and popped it into his mouth, closing his eyes as the flavours danced across his tongue. Layers of lavender and honey combined with the sweet sugar. It was perfect. He nodded at Yuki approvingly,
“Y/N will love it!” He froze as he realised he’s said that out loud. Yuki smirked,
“Oh? She will?” Mick nodded sheepishly. He’d noticed your preference for trying Pierre and Yuki’s new flavours and you always leaned towards the aesthetic ones, not that the other choices weren’t aesthetic, he didn’t want to diminish Pierre’s work it’s just that- oh who was he kidding? His internal monologue was even annoying himself.
The morning went by quickly as Mick found himself making drinks and serving the beachgoers of the day. Weekdays in the summer was mainly regulars; elderly couples out for a stroll, new mums with their babies as they met for a chat, dog walkers who wanted a break from playing fetch. By 11:00 am the cafe was quiet and so Mick found himself back in the kitchen, helping where he could and munching on the delicious treats that Yuki was cooking up to refill the display for the afternoon. Mick loved his job. But when the little bell above the door tinkled at 12:00 pm precisely on a Wednesday afternoon, he loved it a lot more. He smiled as he heard your voice greeting your best friends. He guessed he could call them his friends too. He didn’t notice the other boys in the kitchen staring at him as he smiled. He didn’t catch their smirks at each other. He heard your shriek and panicked, were you okay? Then he heard the laugh of Pierre and breathed a sigh of relief. The others noticed all this and began hatching a plot.
Mick focused his attention back on the ingredients in front of him as he mixed up another batch of cookie dough for Yuki. He thought you’d really like these cookies, they were sweet and the colour was cute. He was pulled from his daydreaming about you by Pierre shouting his name,
“Hey, Mick! Customer!” Mick grumbled under his breath about how incompetent Pierre was sometimes. Why did he need him to go out and serve the customer? He was in the middle of washing his hands when he heard Pierre speak again, “It’s Y/N.” This time Mick froze. Pierre wanted him to serve you. Mick looked at Yuki and cued for him to go out and serve you, Yuki argued back slightly, a silent battle of glares with some hand gestures thrown in, before he rolled his eyes jokingly and poked his head out of the kitchen. Mick heard your sweet voice as you greeted Yuki and he bit his lip nervously. He would have loved to have served you but he always got so damn nervous.
Suddenly Yuki was back in the room with him. Mick looked at him, confused. Yuki smiled innocently before nodding at Esteban and Lando,
“Get him.” Mick hissed out a smart retort at Yuki as Lando and Esteban all but shoved him towards the door. He tried to dig his heels in but to no avail. He was thrown out of the room, feeling very annoyed and slightly dishevelled. All that faded away however when he caught sight of you stood next to Pierre. A soft smile painted across your lips, eyes wide in childlike excitement as you looked at the desserts display. Mick took in your pretty yellow dress with the puffy, he thought they were called ‘bell’, sleeves. He noticed how your small crossbody bag matched the white clips you had in your hair and the white sneakers you wore on your feet. He thought you looked like literal sunshine in your outfit. His eyes flew up to look at your face and he fiddled with the tie of his apron and his cap, a nervous habit, as he realised you were staring at him too, nervously biting your bottom lip. He couldn’t look at you anymore without blushing, his eyes falling to the counter in front of him.
Damn. Why couldn’t he be more confident in front of you?
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“Pierre this is so good!” You practically moaned out, Pierre laughing and Daniel tutting as you spoke with a few crumbs clinging to your bottom lip,
“Geez, baby, do I have to do everything for you?” Daniel joked as his thumb swiped across your bottom lip, licking the excess off of his thumb. You broke into a childish grin at his parental actions,
“I’d be lost without you Danny!” You exclaimed, making him smile. You turned back to Pierre,
“Are you taking a break from the cafe this summer Pierre?” He nodded his head,
“Yuki is taking over for a week so I can go away with my family.” He smiled fondly, clearly excited at the prospect. “Then it’s back to the grind!” You whined,
“At least you have a job and you have money…” Pierre cackled at this as you slumped forward in your chair, your forehead smacking the table.
“Ow!” You pouted as Charles fussed over you, gently rubbing the sore spot on your head before kissing it better, making you giggle
“Are you still looking for a job?” Carlos turned to you. You nodded your head and sighed,
“There’s just nothing out there…” Pierre gave you a sorry smile,
“You know I’d ask you to work here but I already have the guys and can’t afford to employ anyone else…” You nodded, leaning across the table to squeeze his hand,
“I know! It’s okay!” Charles suddenly clapped his hands from where he sat next to you,
“What about lifeguarding for the summer?” The whole table turned to stare at him with deadpanned expressions as you winced. He shrugged, “It was just a suggestion…” Daniel laughed,
“What about working somewhere in town? A clothing store or even the grocery store?” You shook your head,
“None of them are hiring right now or the places have all been filled.” Daniel clicked his tongue as he thought again.
“What about the florist? They’re hiring right now.” Carlos suggested. You shook your head, eyes wide,
“Ahhhh you didn’t tell him yet?” Charles asked, you shook your head and he continued, “Y/N had an interview and trial shift at the florist but turns out she’s allergic to one of the plants, poor baby… While you and Lando were on holiday, Daniel and I had to take care of our petit ange.” Charlos explained as Daniel stroked your head sympathetically.
“It was funny but poor baby really suffered didn’t you…” Daniel cooed as you pouted, nodding. Charles leant towards Carlos,
“I’ll show you the photos later, her cheeks swelled up like a chipmunk.” You growled as they burst into laughter. Pierre hummed thoughtfully before exclaiming,
“Ah! Y/N, you like kids right?” You gasped as you nodded,
“They’re really cute! I wouldn’t be a teaching major if I didn’t…” Pierre laughed,
“Well I have twin cousins who are both 7. They need babysitting the summer. I can pass your details on to my Aunt?” Your eyes widened as you got up from the table racing over to Pierre, throwing your arms around him,
“Yes, yes yes! Would you do that for me, Pierre? Thank you so much!” He laughed at your enthusiasm, patting the arm hugging his front,
“Of course! You’ve babysat and done childcare before right?” You nodded,
“Then she’ll just need a reference from one of them and probably want to ask you a few questions. It would be an all-day gig. She has to work extra hours this summer.” You nodded in understanding and clapped your hands excitedly as you sat down. This would be so fun!
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It had been a week since you’d started looking after Théo and Fleur. They had to be the cutest kids you had ever seen. Physically they were so alike in their features yet their personalities couldn’t have been more different. Fleur was so outgoing and energetic, she was loud and often you found yourself having to gently remind her to use her inside voice. She was the more confident of the two but she was extremely socially aware and would always hold her brother’s hand when she sensed him getting nervous or unsure. Unlike Fleur, Théo was shyer. Whereas Fleur preferred playing games and playing outside, Théo was happy to sit quietly and read his books. He had taken to you very quickly and would often come and climb into your lap to cuddle whenever he was tired or just craved affection.
You��d learned quickly that both of the twins loved the beach and so you spent most of your days going on walks to the beach, playing on the beach and swimming in the sea. You were convinced that these children were actual angels. You’d never had to tell them off or reprimand them, their manners were impeccable and they were always asking if they could help you with chores.
It had been a week and a few days since your first day and today was a Wednesday. You didn’t want to miss out on your time with the guys so you decided to take the twins to the cafe for lunch and leave after that. You headed to the beach early after plastering both the kids in suncream, their little matching sun hats just too cute. You played in the sea and the sand all morning before Fleur eventually plopped down under the umbrella next to you.
“Y/N, I’m hungry…” She whined a little, you checked the time as Théo waddled over to join his sister.
“Well, my little chicks it is time for lunch! Would you like to go to get some food?” They both nodded enthusiastically as you helped them pack up their things in their backpacks before you returned the umbrella you’d hired for the morning. Théo and Fleur each took hold of one of your hands before the three of you made your way to the top of the beach and crossed the road, heading to ‘The Shoreline’. Fleur cheered as she noticed where you were going, making you laugh. Théo looked up at you, big brown eyes blinking slowly,
“Pierre works here!” You nodded,
“That’s right bubba!” You squeeze his hand as you reached the door, pushing it open and allowing the kids to step inside.
“Pierre!” Fleur shouted as soon as she was inside, you gently placed a hand on her shoulder,
“Inside voices now okay Fleur?” She nodded before skipping towards the kitchen door, Pierre poked his head around the doorframe,
“I thought I heard you little rascals!” Fleur giggled before running back to Théo and grabbing his hand, the two of them heading towards Pierre for a hug and, you suspected, probably an extra cookie or cupcake too.
You found your best friends at your usual table and placed your things down,
“Hey!” Daniel greeted you, “Did you bring the twins?” You nodded,
“I hope that’s okay?” Charles smiled brightly,
“Of course! They’re so cute!” You heard footsteps behind you and you turned to see the twins giggling with what looked like chocolate frosting smeared at the corners of their mouths. You gave Pierre a look as he shrugged before whistling innocently, heading to the counter. You helped the twins take off their backpacks,
“Hey Y/N, Mick is working today,” Carlos said nonchalantly as he scrolled through social media on his phone. You gaped a little,
“Why does everyone keep feeling the need to tell me?”
“Who’s Mick?” Asked Fleur grabbing your hand and swinging it back and fore,
“Y/N’s boyfriend!” Charles whisper shouted, making Fleur’s eyes widen almost comically as she gasped and covered her mouth with her hands, Théo giggling.
“Y/N’s boyfriend?” Charles nodded seriously, you resisted the urge to smack his arm as you crouched down next to Fleur and Théo,
“No, Mick isn’t my boyfriend, he’s just my friend.” Théo nodded as Fleur narrowed her eyes,
“Your friend that you looooove!” Charles sang jokingly, you frowned at him before shaking your head at Fleur,
“Hmm, okay…” You poked her side to tickle her, making her squeal,
“Come on then my babies, let’s go and order some lunch!” You headed to the counter to order lunch for yourself and them.
In the business of your morning, you hadn’t even thought about Mick until the boys mentioned him… You suddenly found yourself brushing down your denim shorts as you straightened out Daniel’s white, linen button-up shirt you’d stolen a while back to use as a cover-up over the top of your lavender cami that you’d tucked in. You tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear and adjusted your sunglasses on top of your head. Pierre caught your fussing and smirked knowingly,
“What?” You huffed. He just winked before heading into the kitchen,
“Mick! Customer!” Mick traipsed out of the kitchen before he spotted you, you smiled shyly as you stood with a hand on each of the twin's backs.
“Hi!” Mick smiled softly at them and you felt your heart melt into a little puddle of goo. No one should be allowed to look that soft and cute, it wasn’t fair. He wasn’t wearing a sweater today, it seemed he’d given in to the heat too, instead he was wearing a light brown oversized t-shirt, a different coloured wash pair of jeans but still his trusty converse. He fiddled with his apron tie and adjusted the cap sitting on his head, readjusting it before he looked at you,
“What can I get you?” You looked down at the twins,
“Well, what would you like?”
“Orange juice please!” They chimed out at the same time before giggling with each other, you smiled at them fondly,
“Can we get a ham sandwich and cheese sandwich as well, please? They’ll share.” Mick nodded noting down the order,
“And for you?” You hummed thoughtfully.
“I’ll take whatever the special sandwich is today please, and an iced ma-“
“Matcha latte?” He said before blushing heavily, you doing the same, nodding your head bashfully.
Fleur looked between the two of you before tapping Théo and whispering loudly,
“Look! They’re both blushing!” Your head snapped down to look at Fleur as one hand flew up to your cheeks. Mick fumbled with the cash register as he tried to swiftly move on. You snuck a look at him as you pretended to fuss over the twins.
He really was cute when he blushed…
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The next day you found yourself back at the cafe with the twins. You’d been sat at home, the day cloudy and slightly rainy. The twins had spent the morning colouring and happily playing with their toys but they’d begged you to take them back to the cafe in the afternoon with Fleur claiming she ‘needed more cake!’. You laughed at her dramatic before agreeing to take them. They cheered and munched their lunch while you cleared up a little. Once they’d eaten their lunch and all the dishes were washed up the three of you pulled on your coats, the twins deciding to wear their matching bright yellow rain boots. The three of you walked to the cafe, the twins humming along to their favourite songs, swinging your arms as they held your hands and jumping in puddles.
When you reached the cafe, it was slightly busier, people looking for shelter from the light rain and looking for a fun trip on a day out. You found a table near the counter and you all peeled your coats off before you led the kids towards the orderly queue that had formed. You picked Théo up so he could see the desserts more clearly as you stood in line.
“What would you like bubba?” You rubbed Théo’s back as he deliberated over what he wanted to eat.
“Cupcake please.” He said softly, pointing to one of the kid’s pirate-themed cupcakes in the corner of the display,
“Of course! What about you Fleur?” You looked down as Fleur pursed her lips,
“I think I’d like the same please!” You giggled at her formal way of speaking before stepping up to the counter and immediately becoming breathless,
“Mick! Uhhh… Hi!” He looked up from the cash register and gave you a soft smile, waving at Théo who was now resting his head in the crook of your neck, seemingly feeling shy around Mick, you could relate…
“Hi Y/N. What can I get for you today?” You placed the kid's orders, adding on a juice for each of them before you quickly scanned your eyes over the case wanting to choose a dessert for yourself.
“I’ll take a slice of the lemon, poppyseed and thyme cake please and an-“
“Iced matcha latte?” Mick cut in before blushing when he realised what he’d done. You giggled,
“Yes please.” He looked up, holding your gaze for a second before the two of you were broken out of your trance by a small voice,
“I think Mr Charles was right yesterday! Y/N loves Mick!” Fleur giggled pointing at your blushing faces. You mouth gaped open as you looked down at Fleur with a shocked facial expression,
“Fleur!” She looked at you,
“I think you do! You and Mr Mick are blushing again!” She giggled, Théo giggled as he lifted his head from your neck, wriggling as you put him down next to his sister. She took his hand and they ran back to your table giggling the whole time. By the time you’d turned back to the counter, Mick had already started making your drink.
Your eyes followed him, nervously fidgeting with your fingers in front of you, he wouldn’t look at you. Damn. He must feel so awkward.
“I’m sorry about Fleur… Charles was filling her head with ideas and you know what kids are like,” you laughed awkwardly as he nodded, “well then, I’m gonna, I’m gonna go… Drink this… drink!” You shook your head as you noticed the twins sat pointing and giggling at you and Mick.
Perhaps they were not perfect little angels after all.
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You didn’t visit the cafe for the rest of the week. Théo got sick and as a result of her refusal to leave her brother’s side, Fleur then got sick straight after. You’d spent your days wrapped up in blankets and cuddled on the sofa. By Tuesday the kids were much better and as they sat eating their afternoon snack, Fleur spoke up,
“Y/N, can we go to see Pierre tomorrow?” Théo gasped and his eyes lit up at the mention of Pierre’s name.
“If you guys are good and eat all of your vegetables at dinner…” You bribed.
“Pinky promise!” Fleur’s hand shot out as she held out her pinky, Théo extended his and somehow the three of you managed a pinky promise.
“Tomorrow we’ll go to the cafe for lunch.” You promised, nodding your head, the twins cheering.
You were certainly not expecting them to start scheming.
“Hello, my little babies!” Cooed Pierre as he greeted you at the door the next day. “What would you like for lunch?” He took each of their hands and together the three of them skipped over to the counter, no doubt to smuggle more cupcakes. You rolled your eyes and smiled, heading towards the table were your friends sat.
“Y/N!” Cheered Charles, “We missed you!” He pouted as you sat down next to him, wrapping himself around your arm and snuggling his face into your neck.
“Charles that tickles!” You gave up trying to push him off, accepting your fate as you pulled your phone out of your pocket, waiting for the twins to come back so you could find out what they wanted to order.
You heard the pattering of children’s feet and stifled giggles, making you look up. Fleur and Théo stood there with a smirking Pierre behind them,
“What have you three been up too?” You raised an eyebrow, Pierre shrugged,
“Nothing!” You shook your head,
“Somehow I don’t really believe you. Right, come on! Let’s go order!” You stood up,
“I already put the twins' order in,” Pierre informed you,
“It better not just be an order of cupcakes!” You tickled Théo tummy as you went past making him giggle and run and duck behind Carlos for cover. Fleur followed her brother and sat opposite him, clambering into the armchair you’d been sat in, Charles helping her up.
“Well then, I’ll go order for myself.” You looked at Pierre who nodded to let you know he’d watch the twins.
Lando was at the counter when you got there, smiling at you in the same way Pierre had been. You looked at him suspiciously,
“What are you up to?” He shook his head before bursting into giggles and running into the kitchen. “Lando?!” You huffed, you just wanted a drink!
There was a soft cough making you look up,
“Mick! Hi!” He nodded and smiled gently,
“Hey Y/N, the usual?” You nodded, willing your face not to heat up at the fact he’d remembered. He nodded in response, taking the payment and turning to start making your drink. He was interrupted by Esteban poking his head out of the storeroom,
“Hey Mick, can you come and look at this please?” Mick looked at you apologetically, pushing himself up straight from leaning on the counter before following a retreating Esteban.
You stood by the counter for a while before Pierre came up to you,
“Hey Y/N, did I tell you I’d painted the storeroom a different colour? Come look!” Before you could argue he’d grabbed your hand and was dragging you towards the storeroom. When you got there he stood back, allowing you to open the door, the light was off and you stepped in, hand fumbling around for the light switch.
“Pierre, what exactly are you up to-“ You shrieked as you were suddenly pushed into the storeroom, the door clanging shut behind you.
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When they’d arrived at the cafe, Fleur and Théo were more than happy to go off with Pierre, in fact, Fleur smirked to herself, her plan was going perfectly. As they stood at the counter, smuggling cupcakes with Pierre, she voiced her thoughts quietly, aware that Mick was busy behind the counter
“Pierre, I think we should make Y/N tell Mr Mick she loves him!” She whispered, Théo nodding in agreement. Pierre stared at them, surprised that his 7-year-old cousins had picked up on the fact you and Mick liked each other. ‘Then again’, he thought ‘they’re not exactly subtle… Every man and his dog would be able to see it from a five-mile radius’.
“I like the way you think mon petit papillon…” He answered, already scheming in his head. He signalled for the twins to be quiet before he beckoned them into the kitchen.
“Hi!” Lando cooed as he caught sight of the twins, immediately swooping down to throw Théo in the air making him scream with laughter. Esteban smiled as Fleur skipped over, hugging his leg tightly,
“Este, we’re going to make Y/N and Mick fall in love!” Fleur said dreamily, Esteban let out a laugh, picking her up,
“Is that right?” Yuki joined their conversation,
“Did you say something about Y/N and Mick?” Pierre huddled them all together,
“We know they’re never going to say anything to each other themselves, they need a little… push…” The rest of the boys hummed in agreement.
“How are we going to do it?” Esteban asked, making everyone sigh as they realised they had no ideas.
“Ooh!” Lando spoke up, “What about trapping them in the storeroom together? It only unlocks from the outside!” Yuki rubbed his hands together, grinning cheekily,
“I like the way you think my friend!” Pierre nodded,
“Perfect! Now how do we convince them?” Esteban volunteered to take on the role of being the one to bribe Mick to the storeroom. The boys all nodded in agreement before Fleur threw her hand into the middle of the circle from her spot in Esteban’s arms,
“Everyone in!” The boys all laughed at her cute enthusiasm, before they all placed their hands in too, Lando picking up Théo so he wouldn’t be left out. They broke the huddle before Pierre and the twins left the kitchen, heading back out to Y/N.
“What have you three been up too?” Pierre shrugged as he tried to play it off,
“Nothing!” He should have known she’d be suspicious.
“Somehow I don’t really believe you. Right, come on! Let’s go order!”
“I already put the twins' order in,” Pierre said, glad he already had,
“It better not just be an order of cupcakes!” Pierre breathed a sigh of relief as you started walking away,
“Well then, I’ll go order for myself.” Pierre nodded at you, knowing he had a limited time to inform the others of the plan.
As soon as you were out of earshot, Pierre filled the others in,
“Do you think it will work?” Carlos asked, raising an eyebrow as Charles nodded, booping Fleur’s nose with a grin
“Of course! It will work 100%.” Fleur giggled,
“You should go now Pierre!”
“I’ll watch the twins?” Daniel offered, Pierre gave him a thumbs up before swiftly heading to the counter where you now stood, waiting for Mick to return. Pierre smiled to himself, it seemed Esteban was successful. Now he just needed a believable excuse to tell you. He thought for a moment. Perfect.
“Hey Y/N, did I tell you I’d painted the storeroom a different colour? Come look!” He grabbed your wrist, not giving you a chance to argue as he quickly made his way to the storeroom.
“Pierre, what exactly are you up to-“ He gently pushed you in before making sure the door was shut, turning to wink at everyone. Fleur cheering from her chair, making all the boys laugh.
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You stood there in the store cupboard in shock for a moment before you heard a rustling noise next to you and gasped,
“Hello?” Mick said quietly
“Mick?”
“Y/N?” You nodded, then facepalmed realising he couldn’t see you. Suddenly your breathing hitched as you felt Mick close to you. You felt his warm breath fan your cheek as he leant across you, the smell of warm cookies and sweet caramel latte filling your nose. You smiled. You were suddenly aware of how close he was as you felt his body heat press against you, one hand falling onto your waist to steady himself. He found the light switch and flicked it on, the two of you squinting at the sudden brightness. You both froze as you noticed your position. You were leaning against a low cabinet, Mick leaning over you, your eyes dropped to the hand on your waist, cheeks heating up. He looked even more shocked than you. The two of you suddenly looked at each other. He was so close that you could see every detail of his face. He was beautiful. If you tilted your head up a little your lips would have brushed his. His eyes dropped to your lips before he seemed to come to his senses, stepping back from you, hands immediately coming in front of him as he nervously played with the ends of the sleeves of his pale blue sweater. You coughed lightly as you felt a new kind of tension begin to fall over the storeroom. You stood up straight, hand running through your hair as you tried to brush off the feelings that having Mick so close to you had brought up. He opened his mouth as if he was going to say something before suddenly the storeroom door opened and all your friends stood there, as well as the twins, enthusiastically craning their necks to see, faces dropping when they realised they’d not caught the two of you being all lovey-dovey. Plan failed. Pierre looked at you with faux innocence,
“I’m so sorry Y/N, I have no clue how that happened!” You shook your head at him, Fleur huffed before turning to Charles accusingly,
“You said that this would work Mr Charles!” Your eyes widened, a frown of annoyance painting itself across your face.
“Charles Leclerc, you. are. dead.” He gulped as you stalked towards the storeroom door, Daniel stepped in front of you, grabbing your arms,
“Hey, it was just a joke okay?” You growled as you glared at Charles. “Not in front of the kids…” Daniel pulled your head to his chest, rubbing your back in a soothing manner. You didn’t notice Mick quietly slipping away, slightly hurt. You seemed very upset at being stuck in there with him… Maybe you didn’t like him back after all.
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You honestly didn’t think there’d be any more scheming after that. Ha! How wrong you were. You entered the cafe the following Wednesday, Fleur and Théo excited for cake and to see the boys. You loved that they were getting on so well with them all. You watched the twins run off with Esteban and Lando, sighing as you sat down. Daniel looking at you in concern,
“You alright there cutie?” You sighed dramatically, plopping your face onto your hand as you propped yourself up on the table in front of you.
“No…” Carlos straightened up at this,
“Why? What’s wrong?” You shook your head. It was embarrassing. Charles looked at you,
“Come on Y/N, you tell us everything!” You contemplated for a moment before grumbling,
“Fine! I was just hoping that this summer I, I might…” You trailed off,
“Might what?” Daniel, Carlos and Charles all sat forward on the edge of their seats,
“Might go on a few dates and find a boyfriend!” You whined, staring at Mick behind the counter longingly. The couple of occasions you’d popped in since the storeroom incident he hasn’t spoken to you. In fact, he’d even avoided you, going back into the kitchen and sending Yuki or Lando out to take your order. Your drink was always good, but it never tasted the same.
Charles held back a snort as he saw where you were looking. He turned to Carlos who smirked. It seemed they were thinking the same thing.
“I have a friend I could set you up on a blind date with?” Charles offered, you looked at him.
“Really?” Daniel seeming to catch on, nodded,
“I think that’s a great idea!” You sighed,
“Just one date wouldn’t hurt…” Carlos choked on a laugh as he took a sip of his coffee, sending a quick text to the other boys ‘stay behind tonight’. Oh, if only you knew…
Later that afternoon, you had gone, having to drop the twins off back home. The cafe was closed for the day and Mick bid the rest of them farewell as he left. Pierre dropped into the seat next to Charles as he groaned, massaging his shoulder,
“What’s up with the text?” Daniel smiled at them,
“We’re going to set Y/N and Mick up on a blind date!” Yuki clapped his hands enthusiastically as Lando let out a laugh.
“Is that a good idea?” Esteban winced, remembering how angry you’d been the previous week.
“Trust me, it is!” Charles smirked, “We’ve already convinced Y/N and she’s in!” Esteban's eyes sparkled mischievously,
“Then I’m in!” Pierre nodded,
“Who’s gonna talk to Mick?” Esteban raised his hand,
“I think I could convince him.” The rest of the table nodded.
Plan in action
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“Mick!” Esteban cooed as he approached the blue-eyed male. Mick turned to him,
“What do you want?” Esteban feigned shock as he looked at him,
“Me? Want something?” Mick gave him a deadpan look as he pouted,
“Okay, fine! Although it’s for your own benefit.” Mick nodded for him to continue as he turned back to the cake he was frosting,
“Go on a blind date? I have a frien-“
“No Esteban…” Mick shook his head as he looked through the kitchen door to where you sat with your friends. He felt his heart speed up as you let out a cute giggle. Esteban sighed as he followed his friend’s gaze,
“Maybe this blind date will be just what you need?” He suggested, Mick turned to him before looking back through the door, slowly nodding as he turned to his friend once more,
“You might be right.” The frenchman smiled at him before leaving the kitchen, turning to Pierre who was behind the counter and fist-pumping victoriously. Leaning his body to wink at Charles who nodded subtly before turning back to you.
None of the boys would tell you who they had set you up with. They wouldn’t tell you anything about him. Just that he was very sweet and totally your type. The day of your blind date, you sat on your bed with Daniel and Carlos, Charles playing with Fleur and Théo downstairs. You groaned as you dramatically threw yourself backwards onto your bed.
“What am I supposed to wear?”
“Just wear what you normally would!” Daniel patted your head as your crawled and flopped your head down onto his thigh.
“What if he doesn’t like that?” Carlos snickered,
“I don’t think there’s any worry of that…”
“Hmm?” You lazily lifted your head.
“Nothing! Just that you dress so nicely that it won’t be a problem amor.” Carlos said cheerily.
You stood up from our bed and ventured over to your wardrobe pulling out a sweet white summer dress with cap sleeves, the skirt made of a pretty flowy material with small, different coloured, embroidered flowers cascading down from the waist where it was cinched in, the skirt eventually falling just above your calves.
“Ooooooh that’s pretty!” Daniel said, nodding approvingly. Carlos hummed an agreement before seemingly remembering,
“Oh, by the way, you have half an hour.”
“Half an hour?!” You cried, ‘I haven’t even done my hair or makeup yet!” Charles burst into your bedroom with Fleur and Théo in tow.
“Never fear! For your personal stylist is here!” He said, wiggling his eyebrow, making you laugh despite your stress. Fleur and Théo jumped onto your bed, Daniel immediately playing with them, pretending to be some sort of monster or dragon as he tickled them.
“Chop chop!” Charles clapped at you, hurting you into your bathroom, “Get dressed and then I’ll fix you up!”
How you managed to get ready in such a short amount of time blew your mind. Charles, for some reason and you had no clue how or why, was very talented at doing your hair. The way he’d done it complimented your outfit perfectly. You kept your makeup light and simple. You put on some of your favourite jewellery pieces and exited your bathroom to see Fleur and Théo staring at you with wide eyes,
“You look like a princess!” Fleur said, clasping her hands together under her chin. You giggled, running a hand through her hair and pressing a kiss to her forehead,
“Thanks bubba!” You turned to Carlos and Daniel, inhaling deeply through your nose,
“Does it look okay?”
“You look beautiful,”
“You look perfect.” Daniel offered you a pale blue short cardigan to go over the top as Carlos held out a sweet, white crossbody bag. You gratefully accepted both items before you slipped your feet into some white flats and checked your phone.
“Now, you’ll know it’s him because he’s wearing a pale blue shirt under an oversized brown sweater and jeans.” You nodded, “also he’ll be wearing a cap.” You nodded once more,
“Now go my little cherub!” Charles said landing a wet kiss to your cheek with a loud smack, making you groan and strain to pull away. He laughed as he let you go,
“Be careful ad have fun!” Carlos said, winking,
“We’ll watch the twins and make sure they have tons of fun!” Daniel wheezed out as Théo jumped on him once more.
You waved your goodbyes before exiting your home and heading to the beach, looking at the directions Charles had texted you, ‘Meet him outside the cafe! Do you remember what he’s wearing?’, you rolled your eyes before replying, ‘Yes I remember what he’s wearing, you melon, I don’t have a goldfish brain…’ You plugged your headphones in as you began the short walk to the cafe.
You couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. You’d really hoped you would have plucked up the courage to ask Mick on a date this summer. You wondered about the mystery guy as you walked along. How tall was he? Would he be as tall as Mick? What colour is his hair? Are his eyes as pretty as Mick’s? What does he like to do? Does he like music like Mick? Does he have a job? Was he a barista like Mick? You caught yourself as you stopped at a crossing. You needed to get Mick out of your head! You crossed the street, walking around the corner and smiling as the cafe came into view. You looked around for a guy that matched the description Charles gave you but there was no one. You stood outside the cafe and decided to wait for a little while.
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Mick checked his appearance once more in the cafe bathroom mirror, he exhaled somewhat shakily as he pushed his hair back, picking his cap on to place it on top of his head. Maybe he should go without them? He fiddled with the cap before deciding to put it back down on the counter. There. Much better. He checked himself over one last time before he left the bathroom, passing Yuki and Lando in the kitchen. They both waved at him as he passed, giving each other knowing smiles. Pierre nodded at him from behind the counter and Esteban wished him luck as he cleared tables. Mick stopped by the door as he checked his phone once more for the text from Esteban with the description of the girl. ‘White dress, white shoes, blue cardigan and white bag.’ Mick nodded to himself, knowing that the girl was waiting outside the door. As soon as he stepped out, the boys inside the cafe rushed to press themselves against the window.
You heard the bell of the cafe door tinkle and you turned to see… Mick? Your eyes glanced over his frame. Jeans, pale blue shirt and oversized brown sweater… You inhaled as you came to the realisation that the boys had set you up. Mick stared at you and took in your appearance, noting that it matched the description of the- oh… Oh! He smiled to himself as he realised. You approached him slowly.
“Hey.”
“Hi.” He paused for a second before clearing this throat. “So you’re my date?” You nodded softly,
“Yeah I guess so… Is that okay?”
“YES! I mean… Y-yeah that’s okay.” You giggled softly making Mick’s heart stop, you were too darn sweet for him.
“I booked us a table at ‘The Seafront’ for dinner?” He seemed so unsure, it was adorable.
“That sounds lovely.” You reassured him, he seemed to sigh with relief,
“Shall we go?” The two of you fell in step with each other as you walked. It was quiet for a while.
“I’m so sorry about what happened the other week…” He trailed off, cautious about bringing it up. You looked at him as the two of you slowed your pace,
“No! Please! Don’t apologise, it was my fault…”
“Actually it was Charles’ fault…” He joked, you laughed at that, he wasn’t wrong. “But either way, I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”
“Uncomfortable? Why would you have made me uncomfortable?” He sighed like he was thinking carefully about how to answer,
“Once the door was opened you seemed… upset… that you’d been stuck in there with me…” He trailed off, voice quietening. You bit your lip softly, you hadn’t thought about how your reaction must have looked to Mick.
“Oh no no no… I’m so sorry Mick… In all honesty, I wasn’t upset about that. I was upset that they may have made you uncomfortable.” You explained, he looked up at you quickly, “I really wasn’t mad about being locked in there with you at all.” You said shyly, both of you turning shy immediately.
You walked in silence for a little longer, this time the silence being of the comfortable kind. The type that says how easy it is to be with the other person.
You took in the views of the seaside as you walked together, you noticed he was walking a little closer to you now, making you smile. You allowed the hand closest to him to drop to your side, gently brushing his. He gasped quietly before you did it again. Not wanting to push you stopped. Soon enough you felt Mick brush his hand against yours, except this time he hooked his pinky finger around yours, linking them together in the sweetest most innocent of ways. You sighed happily as you looked at your joined hands. You eventually made it to the restaurant, making small talk as you went, Mick never letting go of your hand. The waiter showed you to your table, Mick pulling out your chair for you before taking his own seat opposite you. The table was sat out on the veranda overlooking the beach and you smiled as you breathed in the fresh sea air. Mick smiled as he caught sight of your smile. You thanked the waiter as he dropped off two menus.
The whole meal was better than you ever could have expected. You and Mick got along so well. The conversation never stopped flowing, which did surprise you slightly. You chatted as you ate, excited to be learning so many new things about each other. When the check came, Mick quickly snatched it up making you frown,
“I’ll get this, you get the ice cream on the next date.” You stopped suddenly before smiling at him teasingly,
“Who said there’ll be a next one?” Mick froze as he registered what he said,
“I didn’t mean, I just meant that, if you’d like to I-I-I would like to take you on another date-“ His rambling was cut off by you leaning across the table and pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.
“I’d love to go on another date with you Mick.” He blushed heavily as he called the waiter over.
You left the restaurant happily. You were full, from the good meal, the good company and the good conversation.
“Would you like to take a walk on the beach?” Mick asked you, face bathed in a warm golden glow from the setting sun. You nodded,
“I would very much like that.” Rather boldly, he linked your pinkies together again, making you squeal internally. You made your way down to the sand together, you swinging your hands as you hummed happily, making Mick laugh. You reached the sand, looked around and noticing you were the only ones of the beach, you immediately let go of Mick’s hand, leaning down to slip your shoes off. He did the same and you grinned at him before you took off, running across the sand. Mick seemed shocked for a second before he took off after you, the two of you running across the sand and chasing each other like kids. Eventually he caught up to you, tapping you on the shoulder as he passed. You laughed as you slowed down to a stop, catching your breath as you dropped your shoes on the sand and sitting down next to them. Mick circled back round to sit next to you, dropping his shoes in the sand too. He sat next to you, close enough that your knees touched as you both sat cross legged. You laughed breathlessly as you dropped your head back, enjoying the cool breeze of the evening. Mick stared at you for a second, completely entranced by the way the wind gently ruffled your hair, making you smile. You opened your eyes and turned to Mick suddenly, holding out your hand, he took your hand in his, loving how soft and warm your hand felt.
“Confession time,” you said staring at your hands, “I have a strange ABBA addiction and I’m seriously convinced I was born in the wrong era!” He laughed at your statement,
“Okay, I like hiking a lot and sometimes do it for charity…” The tips of his ears glowed red in the evening light,
“Really?” He nodded bashfully, “That’s so cool!” You thought for a moment, “Oooh! Whenever I use my coloured pens for studying I have to keep them in colour order at all times.” Mick gasped mockingly,
“You mean there are people out there that don’t do that?” You giggled, he continued, “My turn? Hmmm… I actually hate coffee. I only carried on working in the cafe to see you.” He looked down at your hands, unable to look you in the eye.
“Really?” You said softly. He nodded shyly, still not looking at you. You gently reached your free hand up to his face and held his face in your hand, making him look up at you,
“I’m so glad you did…” You leant in slowly, giving him time to back away. He didn’t. He moved in to meet you, lips gently brushing over yours before he pressed them to yours with more intent. You sighed contentedly as the two of you shifted slightly, allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck and one of his hands came to rest on the side of your face, the other gently placing itself on your waist. You felt him smile into the kiss, making you do the same. The two of you pulled away with hushed giggled and sweet smiles.
You were suddenly aware that you heard cheering behind you. You turned to see all of your friends and Fleur and Théo, even though it was long past their bedtime. You blushed and hid your face in Mick’s shoulder as he shooed them away. They booed him jokingly before you felt you phone vibrating. Pierre.
“Hey there lovebirds! We’re all heading back to the cafe if you want to join us for free drinks and cake to celebrate you guys finally admitting your feelings!” He hung up the call and you heard their noisy babble fade as they walked away. You pulled away from Mick’s shoulder to look at him.
“I don’t mind?” He gazed at you sweetly before standing up, offering his hand out to you to help you up
“Would you like your usual?” You giggled, taking his hand,
“That would be lovely.”
The two of you made your way back to the cafe.
“Mick, are you sure you were the right person?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, Charles told me the guy would be wearing a cap…”
“I- Really, Y/N…?”
“I’m just checking!”
“Just for that, I’m going to make you an espresso, triple shot.”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Try me!”
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pairings: charles leclerc x reader, carlos sainz x reader, lewis hamilton x reader, mick schumacher x reader. max verstappen x reader. oscar piastri x reader.
warnings: mentions of puke, the world ending and charles becoming an air hostess?
author’s note: this is so bad i’m so sorry. my brain just wasn’t braining today 💔 hope u enjoy and remember that requests are still open.
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IN FAIR VERONA ━━ CL16.
things are hard when you're the only female in a male-dominated space, and the newest driver for the newest team knows this best.
( charles leclerc x driver!schumacher!reader )
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user i am gnawing at the bars of my enclosure right now
user MOTHER IS MOTHERING SO HARD RN 😩
user y/n schumacher never misses
↳ user let’s be real here user the entire schumacher family never misses
↳ user y’all have seen mick’s most recent post too right??
user she is so gorgeous i am ILL
user god really does have his favorites huh 😭😭
↳ user this is undeniable proof
↳ user people this beautiful don’t actually exist i refuse to believe it
user every day i wake up and cry that i will never be as stunning and skilled as her
user formula 2 silly season has me losing my damn mind i swear 😫 i might as well be wearing a tin foil hat with the number of theories i’m following and the consistent blue themed posts y/n keeps dropping are NOT HELPING
↳ user not to add to your conspiracy madness, but it’s already confirmed that fred vesti is replacing jehan daruvala who’s moving to mp motorsport, and there are rumors that oliver bearman is also getting a prema seat which could mean that y/n schumacher is going to another team as well or leaving f2 entirely
↳ user a good chunk of the other teams have already revealed their driver lineup and none of them include schumacher, which doesn’t leave a lot of options IF the rumours are true
↳ user i can’t see her just leaving motorsports entirely considering she’s worked so hard to get where she is 🤔 which calls into question whether she’s moving to a different racing series
↳ user i really can’t see schumacher leaving tbh, especially since she’s been in f2 since 2017 and has established herself as a prema legend basically
↳ user the fact that she has been at prema for so long (and has gotten p2 in the f2 championship nearly every year since 2017) could also be proof that she’s moving on to bigger and better things
↳ user wait she’s been there HOW LONG??? since 2017??? as in she drove with charles leclerc, her brother mick, AND oscar piastri??? 🤯🤯🤯
↳ user she’s had a very long and successful career there, but it wouldn’t surprise me if she decided to retire from formula racing and move onto some other series that’s more woman-friendly, all things considered 🤷♀️. she has been runner-up every year that she’s competed, proven that she has what it takes to make it in a higher level of formula racing, and yet not a single f1 team has even offered her the opportunity to be even a test or reserve driver? 🤨 something isn’t adding up and i don’t want to say it’s because she’s a girl in motorsports but it’s kind of hard to ignore the proof when it’s put right in front of you.
↳ user guys the keyword is “if” here, of course, bc as fun as it is to speculate it is all still speculation and we won’t know for certain until it’s revealed by official sources. silly season is called that for a reason, and for all we known y/n is drawing out the announcement of her continued partnership with prema to stir up interest. she’s been in a very loyal and secure partnership with them for years now, a partnership that both she and prema seem very happy to keep considering just how long it’s lasted.
↳ user f2 is another series that once you win the championship you are no longer allowed to compete in, so prema may have kept her around to help carry her male teammates into first place until females are more accepted in formula racing so that she could eventually move up to f1
↳ user prema’s gonna announce her as their driver with vesti and you all are gonna look so fucking dumb for this 🙄🙄
user blue is HER color now 😍
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yourusername to the women of f1 that came before me, who paved the way, this is for you.
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maseratimsg When you race, they race with you 💙.
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user Y/N SCHUMACHER??? IN FORMULA ONE??? IN 2023???
user i’ve been following her career for years now and this makes me so excited omg
↳ user me too!! she’ll be the first female to drive in f1 in over 30 years 🤭
user HARD LAUNCH BUT FOR THE 2023 GRID I GUESS
user when maserati announced they’d be getting back into formula racing i had no idea that also meant formula one as well?? they’ve got drivers in the 22-23 formula e season right now but this is how i found out about y/n schumacher driving for the 23 formula 1 season? i think i am going into shock
user 2023 might actually be a good year if this is how we’re gonna be going into it
user WOMEN IN MOTORSPORTS
user milf = man i love females-in-fast-cars
user been watching f1 since i was a kid, always wondered why there were no girls out there driving. this year i’ll get to turn on that tv and finally see someone who looks like me
↳ user it’s so fitting that maserati’s original f1 team also had the first woman f1 driver, and now they’ll be breaking barriers again by having another woman f1 driver in their first season back
↳ user i’m hoping they’ve got a good car ready cuz i wanna see y/n schumacher up on that podium telling everyone who didn’t believe she could do it just cuz she was a girl to eat shit and die 😤😤😤
user there’s a reason there aren’t any female drivers in f1. she’s doomed to fail just like all the others smh 🙄
↳ user the biggest reason is sexism, and y/n has consistently proved throughout her career that she is just as skilled if not more than her male counterparts. she works harder to make up for the physical disadvantages she has as a woman, and she still wipes the floor with the other drivers. she’s not “doomed to fail” she’s practically destined to succeed.
↳ user y/n has trained her ass off to be the best, and she’ll prove it when she gets out on the tarmac in bahrain, just you wait 🥱
↳ user she’s literally a 6-time f2 runner up??? sure, she didn’t win, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t still incredibly fucking impressive that she’s managed to get p2 against her male counterparts 6 YEARS IN A ROW 👀👀 her brother got p12 his first season and you know what she got? p2. she’s already raced with the likes of charles leclerc, zhou guanyu, yuki tsunoda, alex albon, george russell, lando norris, and a number of other very prominent formula racing names, and she held her own against them all incredibly well. she gave her own brother a real run for his money when they were teammates in 2019 and 2020, and in 2021 she was only a 9 point difference away from oscar piastri, whereas the p3 finalist was nearly a full 60 points below both of them. get out of here with that “there’s a reason there aren’t any female drivers in f1” bullshit, because the reason is misogyny 😒🙄
user not to be that person but like??? who else is lowkey excited for potential driver x driver romance?? 🫣
↳ user nah cuz i didn’t wanna make this about that but i’m actually totally ready to see who she has the best chemistry with on the grid 🫢 first hope is charles leclerc cuz they’d be a power couple hands down but also mayhaps max verstappen?? maybe??
↳ user totally agree babes a ferrari and maserati romeo and juliet love story would destroy me 😩
↳ user the parallels are already paralleling
↳ user to add to the parallels, her and charles were teammates at prema in 2017
↳ user OMG RIVALS TO STAR CROSSED LOVERS??? 😭😭
↳ user schumacher and leclerc are about to live out THE fanfic dream i can see it now
user can’t wait to see her mop the floor with these boys next year
user 2023 IS GONNA BE CRAZY 💙💙
user if i see any of those lads talk down about her or dismiss her just because she’s a woman, it’s on fucking sight 💀
↳ user they did that campaign in 2021 about equality in racing and i am BEGGING that it wasn’t just a media ploy and that they actually believe what they said about men AND women being able to drive
user this is about to be the best f1 season in history folks
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maseratimsg Prepare for trouble, and make it double ✌️💙.
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user SCHUMACHER TWINS TEAMMATES AGAIN???
user someone pinch me i think i’m in a dream 😳
↳ user i pinched myself and this is in fact very real
user we knew y/n would be driving for maserati but to also have MICK? maserati picked not one but TWO legacy drivers they have an agenda to push and they are certainly pushing it
↳ user yeah, an agenda to win 😌
↳ user genuinely just imagine how much natural talent and skill will be in that garage come the start of the season with michael schumacher’s twins…
↳ user back in 2020 when they raced together at prema, i saw someone joke that they were made into twins because no singular human being would be able to handle having that much racing prowess, so they were split up. but idk how much of it was actually a joke because they were scarily good as teammates? y/n has always finished no more than 10 points behind p1, and mick is a very powerful driver in his own right. putting them together and letting them drive as allies again instead of rivals will be a sight that’s for sure.
↳ user imagine being nerfed at birth cuz fate knew you’d be too powerful otherwise 😂😂😂
user blue is THEIR color apparently
user it’s the schumachers’ world and we’re just living in it
↳ user schumachers vs the entire f1 grid sounds like an insane clickbait article but the fact that it’ll be real in a few months is crazy
user everyone’s talking about y/n and mick but i’m stuck on the fact that there will finally be 11 teams driving for f1 again
↳ user maserati really said fuck the expectations
↳ user maserati’s gonna get a 1-2 with the schumachers in their first year back i’m calling it now 🤪🤪
↳ user first female driver in f1 in 30 years and first 11th team to drive in f1 since 2016, and i’m betting it’ll be first ever female driver to podium in f1 and first ever female driver to win in f1 too because i’ve seen y/n schumacher’s skill and i guarantee that if she’s actually given the ability to go all out then she’s gonna be a force to be reckoned with
user hope they’ve got a good car planned cuz i wanna see these two put up a good fight
user verstappen better watch his back 👀
user Y/N SCHUMACHER WDC 2023
user at least mick got to drive with seb still on the grid, but i’m actually heartbroken that y/n won’t be able to 😔
↳ user and kimi too
↳ user i think the only drivers left are hamilton and alonso no? from before their dad retired i mean
↳ user perez, hulkenberg, and ricciardo too, but they only drove on the same grid as michael schumacher for a couple years
↳ user i imagine it would suck to lose but i personally would be very proud to see my old friend’s kids standing on a podium above me or beside me 🥹
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mickschumacher from beating you into this world, to beating you in karting (both professionally and casually), i'm so proud to have the chance to beat you in formula 1 too
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yourusername those are fighting words micky 🤨
↳ mickschumacher not sure what you mean 😊
↳ yourusername it’s on sight 👊
user GUYSSS JUST THINK ABOUT THE PADDOCK INTERACTIONS BETWEEN THESE TWO
↳ user the media days boutta be crazyyyy
↳ user i’m imagining the chaos of not just having siblings on the grid together, but twins specifically, and i’m already getting a migraine on behalf of whoever their pr officers are 😅😭
↳ user 2023 is the year they make a geneva convention for the grid prank wars and it’s gonna be the because of the schumachers
user baby photos oh i am unwell 🙃
↳ user i’ve caught a nasty case of baby fever i fear
↳ user they’re both menaces as adults, i wonder how bad they were as little kids
↳ user baby fever cured methinks 😶
user 💙💙💙 MICK P1 2023 💙💙💙
user mick being proud to race with his sister but also making it well known that he isn’t gonna take it easy on her is the type of sibling rivalry content i’m looking forward to seeing this season
↳ user i need all the drivers to have this same mentality bc i know mick is gonna recognize her as the threat that she is, but if any of those lads underestimate her just bc she’s a girl, then their karma will come in the form of eating the dust of y/n schumacher’s car
↳ user PREACH 🙌🙏
charlesleclerc cannot wait to have you both on track this year
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━━ a/n: first and foremost, happy international women's day! i've had this sitting around for a little while now and decided that today would be the perfect day to finally share it, what with the themes of women empowerment and breaking the glass ceiling. my main priority will still be my lando series until i can get that finished, but updates for this might appear in between on occasion. i also wanna take a moment just to appreciate the sheer amount of research that went into this, finding a team that would reasonably work well as an 11th team for formula 1 was a bit difficult, but i'm not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth when maserati fits pretty perfectly. also, as a twin myself, i'm incapable of writing a sibling duo that aren't also twins, and i have zero shame about that. anyways, i'm very excited for this, and i hope everyone else is as well!
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TALK IT OUT — one shot.
pairing: mick schumacher x reader
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taglist: @lorarri @lpab @whatthefuckerr @noncannonships @lunnnix
summary: misunderstandings are never fun, especially when others are involved.
request: “can we have an angst prompt? i personally want to see mick cry because nobody did write him crying yet - lmk if someone did please ❛ why are you avoiding me? ❜ + mick schumacher”
warnings: mentions of cheating, angst to comfort, the ending is rushed im sorry.
NOTE: first mick fic ever… kinda nervous, kinda excited about it. also hope i did your idea justice, i actually struggled to write sad mick bc he should never be sad as far as i’m concerned😭 that is my golden boy and i will fight for him if needed. (this is like 800 words longer than intended it to)
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Tabloids always lied. You knew this, yet there was a small part of you that knew that beneath all those lies a little bit of the truth always shone from beneath them.
You trusted Mick with your whole heart, something that was essential considering he could be gone for several weeks or even months. It wasn’t that you lacked trust in him, you didn’t trust your own overthinking and negative thoughts.
But this time was different, something in your gut told you that this time was different. Something about the way the photo was taken and the way he was smiling, it just didn't make sense. Especially knowing he had told he had no plans of going out. But there he was, smiling down at a girl who looked nothing like you while you waited for him to come back from working abroad.
Suddenly, all the emotions and excitement you had about him coming home turned into pure dread as you figured out what the hell you were going to do. There was a chance that Mick didn’t cheat on you, but the chance felt too foreign for your broken heart to even consider. If Mick was the man you thought he was, he wasn’t someone who would betray you like that, but the situation was too bad to think straight.
It was late at night when your boyfriend arrived, you heard the door open and close all while clutching your pillow tightly. You hoped he would just see your form and assume you’re asleep, leaving you and your thoughts alone. You hoped he wouldn’t take notice of the tears that damped the pillow, the way your breath stuttered a little from all the crying.
The rustle from his bags didn’t stir you. He didn’t call your name like he usually did when he arrived home late from a weeks-long trip. You assumed he didn’t call for you because he saw your “sleeping” form and chose to leave you alone, probably because he knew how much you loved to sleep and knew better than to wake you up.
After a while, the bed dipped as Mick made himself comfortable beneath the bed sheets. He settled next to you, moving around as he draped an arm around your waist. For a moment you relaxed slightly from his touch, like all the worries in the world could be erased simply because he touched you. In all honesty, his absence has made you slightly touch-starved and you let yourself have this moment of peace because you had craved it for weeks. It didn’t take long for reality to settle in though. The reminder of his actions haunted you, it had since you saw the tabloid just mere hours ago.
You fell eventually asleep, albeit late and with a struggle. The heat of Mick’s body had killed you to sleep and the tiredness of being sad had your body calling it a night.
Waking up wasn’t easy. You wanted to pretend the day before had occurred, and in your head if you were asleep forever then you didn’t have to confront whatever happened. A part of you knew that if Mick didn’t do what the article suggested he did, then your relationship could either go on like it was or it would never be the same. You knew yourself, you knew that a small part of you would always have the nagging thought of “what if”, a thought that would follow you around forever.
You stretched as you got out of bed, feeling your boyfriend's sleeping form not shift in the slightest. You brushed your teeth and did your morning routine like usual, just this time with a terrible feeling at the pit of your stomach.
It wasn’t long after that Mick woke up, his eyes tired and his blonde hair a mess. You had your back turned to him as you prepared breakfast, this time instead of making it for the both of you, you just did two toasts and a glass of juice for yourself.
“Hey, how are you?” He said, his voice raspy from just waking up. You just took a bite of your toast and ignored his words, almost acting as if he wasn’t standing near you.
If Mick found your acting strange, he didn’t outright mention it. Instead, he leaned down and went to press a kiss to your lips, just for you to turn your head sideways as you pretended to grab the glass of juice. His lips met your cheek, and while he would never complain about how he kissed you, Mick had been longing to kiss you ever since he left you. It was something he always looked forward to doing whenever he had to leave for long periods of time, or even short ones.
“I missed you.” His voice is unsure now. Unsure about your actions and if you will respond to him. Your humming to his words does little to console the feeling he gets from you ignoring him.
You place the used dishware in the sink, the clattering of the plates disturbs the uncomfortable silence that surrounds you both.
Usually Mick knows how to keep his negative emotions in check pretty well. He never shouts when he’s mad, or cries when he’s upset, he just tries his best to talk out whatever is happening. But right now, having his girlfriend avoid him when he’s come back from an exhausting trip, is just too much for him to comprehend.
You haven’t even done much to get him teary-eyed, it’s just the simple fact that he craves your attention and you’re not giving it to him. He doesn’t even know why you can’t be bothered to give him the time of day, or why you seem so uncomfortable around him.
“Why are you avoiding me?” Mick asks you after some time goes by, watching as you do everything around the room except look at him. Something in you cracks at the way his voice breaks while asking the question, you know that if you look up at him and see his glossy eyes you will crumble under them. You will throw any anger you have towards him out the window, and as much as you want to, you need more than that to forgive or even forget whatever happened.
“I don’t know, you tell me.”
“If I knew why you were avoiding me I wouldn’t be asking.”
“What were you doing Thursday night?” His face is one of confusion, his brows furrowing and nose slightly scrunching up as he assesses your question.
“What?”
“What were you doing Thursday night?” You repeat, this time your voice cracks as you ask him the one question you dread to hear the answer from.
“I worked at the factory till late at night.”
“That’s all? So, you didn’t go out at all?”
Mick’s face is one of pure frustration. Frustration because he can’t believe how oblivious he had been to your feelings, how he went out and you didn’t mention anything about it. Frustration because he should’ve known that the media would get to him and by relation, in between the two of you.
“I did.” He admits, “But it was with a couple of friends, whatever it is that you saw is not what it looks like. I swear.”
“You just coincidentally had a girl all up on you, and you just smiled down at her?”
“I seriously don’t know what you’re talking about, Y/N. I wished I could say I did, but honestly, if there was a girl next to me I can assure you I wasn’t smiling because of her or to her, for that matter.”
An unshed tear falls down his cheek at the assumption you're making. The notion that you would ever think he would be unfaithful to you breaks his heart into a million little pieces, like he knows yours did the moment the idea that he cheated on you settled in.
“I’m so sorry if I ever made you feel like I would cheat on you.” Mick approaches you slowly, wary of the way you might react. He doesn't think he would bear it if you pulled away from his touch, but he would understand. “But I would never ever do that. I need you to know that.”
When your boyfriend finally reaches you, you can't help but lean into his touch. The hug he gives you is almost crushing, likes he's scared you will run away from him at any given moment. It is just as comforting as it is devastating the way he is holding you, a part of you is grateful that he is so honest and raw with you, but there is a part of you that cant help and question if his words hold any truth, if he is not like many of the other men you've known through the course of your life.
“I want to believe you.” You whisper against him, “I really do, Mick.”
His chin is pressed to the top of your head and you feel him shift to press a kiss to your forehead.
“I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you if I have to, schatz, and that's a promise.” There is something about the way he says that, something about the sincerity his words hold that makes you believe him. It wipes away the worries you had and replaces them with pure love, in your heart of hearts you know that Mick would never intentionally hurt you, and if he could help it, ever.
You know just by his words that you’ll be alright.
No matter the tabloids or the drama that follows you, you'll be alright.
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parings: mick schumacher x vettel!reader
request: hiya could u do a mick x vettel! reader (seb’s niece or smth) where they attend an autosport award show together w seb and he just couldn’t keep his eyes of her bc of the low back/high slit of the gorgeous dress he tries not to be touchy bc seb is there but succumbs to a quickie in the bathroom while seb is claiming his award really im in desperate need of some mick content 😫
authors note: oh my god my first smut with mick 🫣 idk what to put here 🤷♀️
warnings: (+18) smut, minors dni!
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Y/N knew it was a bad idea to wear the dress her secret boyfriend had picked out for her. It was a stunning gown with a high slit and a low back, revealing almost her entire back. She thought it was perfect for the occasion, a Formula 1 gala dinner with her favorite uncle, Sebastian Vettel.
But she hadn't anticipated how her boyfriend would react to her in the dress. Mick Schumacher and Y/N Vettel had been secretly dating for six months, keeping their relationship hidden from almost everyone. Well, everyone except for Toto Wolff, who had caught them kissing at a race. Mick had decided to ditch his role as Toto's apprentice that day and sneak off with Y/N for a quick make-out session in the tire warehouse. The memory still made her blush with embarrassment.
It had been a few weeks since they had seen each other, and now, at the Autosport Award show, Y/N found herself watching Mick's every move from across the room. Was it her imagination, or had Mick gained a few more muscles since they last met?
"Vettel!" Toto greeted the older man standing beside him, and Y/N felt her cheeks flush with a rosy hue. She tried to focus on the conversation, but her attention kept drifting back to Mick.
Seb glanced at her and then followed her gaze to where Mick was standing. He raised an eyebrow with a knowing smile, causing Y/N to turn even redder. She had a feeling her uncle was onto something, and it made her want to sink into the floor.
As the evening went on, Mick's eyes seemed to be constantly drawn to her. He was talking to people, engaging in conversations, but his gaze kept finding its way back to her. She tried her best to act natural, chatting with the people around her, but her heart raced every time she caught Mick looking at her.
Eventually, Mick excused himself from his conversation and made his way over to her. His smile was both charming and mischievous as he approached her.
"Hey," he said, his voice low and intimate. "You look absolutely stunning tonight."
Y/N felt her cheeks heat up again as she replied, "Thank you. You clean up pretty well too."
He chuckled softly, his eyes dancing with amusement. "Couldn't take my eyes off you, honestly. That dress is... wow."
She bit her lip, trying to suppress her own grin. "You like it?"
Mick leaned in a little closer, his lips almost brushing her ear. "I more than like it. But you're making it really hard for me to behave."
She felt a shiver run down her spine at his words, her heart skipping a beat. Mick had always been a charmer, but tonight, he was particularly irresistible.
"Behave?" she teased, her voice barely a whisper.
He pulled back slightly, his eyes locked onto hers. "Yeah, you know... not get touchy when your uncle's around."
Y/N laughed softly, the sound tinged with nervous excitement. "Right, right. We wouldn't want to give Seb a heart attack."
Mick grinned and took her hand, his thumb caressing the back of her palm. "But seriously, after this event, how about we go somewhere a little more private?"
Her heart raced at the suggestion, and she nodded, unable to hide her own playful smile. "I'd like that."
Seb's voice cut through the conversation, and Y/N's heart skipped a beat. She wasn't sure how long he had been standing there, but she instantly felt her cheeks heat up under his gaze.
"Hey, Mick, Y/N," Seb greeted, his grin playful as he looked between them. "Am I interrupting something here?"
Mick's grip on her hand tightened slightly, but he managed to keep his composure. "Nah, just having a chat."
Seb raised an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Just a chat, huh? Well, don't let me stop you. Carry on."
Y/N felt her embarrassment intensify under Seb's teasing, and she bit her lip, unable to meet his gaze. "Hi, Uncle Seb."
"Hi, Y/N," he replied with a knowing smile. "Having a good time?"
She nodded, still feeling a little flustered. "Yeah, it's been great."
Seb chuckled, clearly enjoying her discomfort. "Well, don't let me keep you from enjoying the party. I'll catch up with you two later."
As he walked away, Y/N let out a nervous breath she hadn't realized she was holding. Mick squeezed her hand reassuringly.
"Don't worry, he's just messing with us," he said with a wink.
Y/N couldn't help but laugh, her nerves easing a bit. "I know, but it's still embarrassing."
Mick leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "I think you look even more adorable when you're embarrassed."
Her cheeks flushed again, and she playfully swatted his arm. "Stop it, Mick."
He grinned, his fingers intertwining with hers. "You know I can't resist."
Just as Y/N was about to respond, a waiter carrying a tray of champagne glasses brushed past her, and before she knew it, she felt a cold splash against her dress. She gasped, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Oh no," she murmured, her gaze dropping to the champagne stain on her dress.
Mick's eyes followed her gaze, and he quickly took in the situation. "Hey, it's alright. Accidents happen."
Y/N felt a mixture of frustration and embarrassment, and she glanced around, trying to figure out what to do. "I need to clean this up before it sets."
Mick nodded, his expression understanding. "I'll come with you."
She gave him a grateful smile as they made their way towards the restroom. Once inside, Y/N looked at herself in the mirror, feeling a little defeated.
"Great, just what I needed," she muttered, dabbing at the stain with a paper towel.
Mick stepped closer, his fingers gently brushing hers as he took the paper towel from her hand. "Let me help."
As he carefully worked to clean the stain, Y/N's heart raced. She couldn't help but be struck by how considerate and caring Mick was, even in such a simple moment.
"Thank you," she said softly, meeting his gaze in the mirror.
He smiled, his eyes warm. "Anytime."
As the stain faded, Y/N realized how close they were standing. The air seemed to buzz with a newfound tension, and she found herself holding her breath.
"Mick," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He met her gaze, his eyes searching for something. Without a word, he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a gentle kiss. It was slow and sweet, a promise of things to come.
When they finally pulled away, Y/N's heart was racing, but a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Mick grinned, his fingers tangling with hers.
"I think champagne stains might be my new favorite thing," he teased.
N laughed softly, the tension that had been building between them now palpable in the air. "Well, it's certainly one way to make an event memorable."
Mick's gaze was intense as he looked at her, and she felt her breath catch. "Do you trust me?"
Her heart skipped a beat, and she nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes."
Mick's lips found hers once again, but this time the kiss was anything but gentle. It was fiery and urgent, a hunger that had been building between them finally unleashed. Y/N's fingers tangled in his hair as she kissed him back with equal fervor, their bodies pressed close.
As their kisses deepened, Mick's hands roamed over her body, igniting sparks of desire with every touch. He backed her towards the bathroom counter, his lips never leaving hers. With a swift movement, he lifted her up onto the counter, his hands gripping her waist possessively.
Y/N's head was spinning, her senses overwhelmed by the taste of him, the feel of his hands on her skin. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer. Mick's kisses trailed down her jawline, his breath hot against her skin, before he found the sensitive spot on her neck that made her gasp.
"Mick," she moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
He responded by pressing his body against hers, the friction between them igniting a fire deep within her. Mick's lips found hers once more, a demanding kiss that left them both breathless.
Desire pulsed between them, the urgency of their need pushing them to the edge. He pulled away just long enough to catch his breath, his eyes dark with want as he looked at her.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice husky.
Y/N nodded, her own desire mirroring his. "More than sure."
Their kisses reignited with a renewed intensity, their bodies pressed together in a dance of passion. Mick's hands roamed over her, his touch setting her skin on fire.
As their desire escalated, Y/N's fingers worked to undo the buttons of his shirt, her touch eager and hungry. Mick's own urgency mirrored hers as he kissed her fiercely, his fingers tracing the curves of her body with an intoxicating mix of tenderness and hunger.
Their mouths met in a series of heated kisses, each one leaving them both craving more. Mick's lips trailed down her neck, his breath hot against her skin, igniting a trail of fire wherever he touched. Y/N's fingers found their way to his hair, pulling him closer as a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Mick," she whispered, her voice a mixture of need and desire.
He looked at her with eyes darkened by the intensity of their passion, his own longing reflected in his gaze. Without a word, he lifted her off the counter, his lips claiming hers once more as he carried her towards the bathroom door.
As they stumbled out of the bathroom, caught up in the heat of the moment, they didn't notice the figure standing by the entrance. Toto Wolff's surprised expression quickly turned into an amused grin as he cleared his throat, effectively interrupting their heated embrace.
Mick froze mid-step, his eyes widening as he realized they had an audience. Y/N's face turned a shade of red that matched her dress as she buried her face in Mick's chest, her embarrassment palpable.
Toto chuckled, his tone teasing. "Well, I guess I won't be needing that bathroom anytime soon."
Mick cleared his throat, his cheeks tinged with a blush as he awkwardly shifted his weight. "Uh, yeah. Sorry about that, Toto."
Y/N peeked up at Toto from behind Mick, her voice muffled. "Hi, Toto."
Toto raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Having a good time, are we?"
Mick let out a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, you could say that."
Toto grinned, patting Mick on the shoulder. "Well, I'll leave you two to it. Don't let me interrupt."
As Toto walked away, Y/N let out a sigh of relief, her face still flushed. Mick chuckled, his arm around her shoulders as he pulled her closer.
"Well, that was... unexpected," Mick said, his lips brushing against her hair.
Y/N groaned, hiding her face in his chest. "I can't believe he caught us again."
Mick laughed, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. "Hey, at least it's a memorable way to be caught."
She rolled her eyes playfully, her embarrassment fading as she looked at him. "You're impossible."
Mick grinned, his fingers brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "And you're irresistible."
Their lips met in a sweet, tender kiss, the world around them fading as they focused on each other. In that moment, the outside world ceased to matter, and all that existed was the connection between them – a connection that had ignited in a bathroom and had grown into something much deeper and more meaningful.
And as they kissed, all thoughts of being caught or interrupted were replaced by the overwhelming feeling that they had found something truly special in each other's arms.
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summertime; mick schumacher
mick and his girlfriend take summer break very seriously when they go on holiday with his fellow drivers.
includes; suggestive content, plus size!reader, bisexual!reader (mentioned), mick & pierre besties. pictures are NOT mine. all found on pinterest.
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yn mickschumacher don’t keep me waiting x
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mickschumacher the only thing that will be waiting tonight will be the restaurant because 👀
yn hurry up and finish at the gym then, baby
pierregasly don’t you dare cancel on dinner just because you and mick want to fuck.
yn we won’t cancel! we’ll just miss the starters?
pierregasly i cant fucking stand you two
ynandmickslovechild oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god
landonorris the toilet roll on the bin really makes this picture
yn i have my tits out and THAT’S what you’re focusing on? lando lando lando
landonorris you’re dating mick ! i’m being a respectful gentleman
lewishamilton i’m not 👀
hamiltonslewis oh my good god mick is your girlfriend single
yn she wishes x
mickschumacher you what??
itselenaberri YN WOW
yn thanks baby <3
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mickschumacher summer holiday mode with my girl 🤍
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ginaschumacher have fun you two! 🤍
mickschumacher thanks gina! 🙏🏼
yn i wonder why you posted this one…
mickschumacher 🤔🤔 hm i have no idea
yn liar liar pants on fire.
mickandyn “my girl” 🥹🥹🥹🥹
pierregasly if you two are gonna be at it like rabbits i’d rather know now because i’m traumatized after that plane journey
yn should’ve knocked x
estebanocon no funny business please 🙏🏼
landonorris we have more of a chance of pigs sprouting wings and flying
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yn it’s a good night when this dress comes out😍
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mickschumacher it’s definitely going to be a good night for me 🥵
mickschumacher god. your ass is fucking massive
yn words of affirmation, your love language 😍
ginaschumacher can u not just say she’s pretty and move on.
mickschumacher no.
schumisgirlfriend idk what mick sees in you
yn i could tell you… but instagram would block me. stay humble queen x
hamiltonsricciardo mick saw yn in that dress and let his intrusive thoughts win. and i do Not blame him. i am no better than a man.
corinnaschumacher yn!! you are beautiful, this dress is gorgeous 🥳 make sure my mick treats you right tonight!!
yn thanks corinna🥹
mickschumacher i’ll treat her real nice mama don’t worry about a thing ❤️
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mickschumacher great view 😍
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yn my personal photographer 🤍
mickschumacher with his own personal stash😉
yn the one time i tried to be romantic.
corinnaschumacher so beautiful!! 😍😍😍😍
micksangels he’s literally a yn fan account 🥹
yn he knows his place that’s why <3
estebanocon i beg of you to both just calm down please
mickschumacher no
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yn cheesin’ 😍
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mickschumacher i love you more than life
yn i know 😌
georgerussell63 oh. this is a very nice post
yn wish i could say the same about yours u dirty slut put ur muscles away x
hamiltonsangel yn i owe you my LIFE thank you for taking this picture
yn you’re so welcome bestie i’m so glad i could provide for u <3
landonorris why’s mick’s shirt blacked out
yn bc he had a pic of my tits on it
landonorris ffs
yn you walk into these situations lando it’s really not my fault
jackdoohan thank god you cut his meat grabbers out of the picture
yn MEAT GRABBERS HAHAHAHAHAH
yn you’re not wrong tho
mickschumacher are my toes really that bad
jackdoohan ……
mickieschumacher get someone the way mick looks at yn 😻
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yn full of cocktails but wishing i was full of something else 🤔 mickschumacher i’m waiting…
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mickschumacher are you wearing any underwear?
yn i’ll let you work that one out x
mickschumacher check your messages.
pierregasly well… i’d have cancelled our plans too if i was mick
mickschumacher fuck you you’ve got your own
georgerussell63 fucking hell you’re insufferable when you’re drunk
yn i love it when you talk dirty x
landonorris i hope you mean full of food 😡
yn well… technically my mouth would be full..
landonorris how do i delete my eyes 😄
lewishamilton 👀
mickschumacher back off, lewis. she’s my girl, find your own.
yn 😻😻🤭
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mickschumacher soaking up the moments like this 🤍
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landonorris have you finally recovered from last nights post from yn, thought you were dead
mickschumacher you should ask yn, not me 😌
landonorris why is it always me
danielslando ANGIEEEEEEEEEEE
yn my babies 🤍 love you more than life
mickschumacher we love you too ❤️
ginaschumacher 🥹🥹🥹 you’re the cutest
pierregasly photo credits jeeeeeez
mickschumacher no
mercedeschumacher yn and francisca being close and simultaneously bringing together mick and pierre is my favourite thing out of this whole relationship
yn join the club xx
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yn told you guys, he’s a beefcake now cause he carries my fat ass around. gonna miss you when you have to go and race again ☹️
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mickschumacher i wouldn’t ever want to carry anybody else 🤍
yn and i wouldn’t ever want to clean up after anybody else 😌
mickschumacher just say you love me ☹️
yn i love you x
corinnaschumacher such a beautiful picture of you two! can’t wait for you to come home 🥳
yn we can’t wait to see you either, corinna!
danielricciardo thanks for the photo credits 😕
pierregasly sucks doesn’t it
lewisandmick still don’t understand why mick’s into fat girls like u
yn fit* girls, ur autocorrect is fried x
estebanocon you two haven’t had any noise complaints for a while… is everything okay?
yn you’ll need earplugs tonight, micks feral x
mickschumacher 😳🫣
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꒰꒰ ‧₊˚𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝟐𝐍𝐃 ─ 𝐅𝟏 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐃 ˚₊· ꒱꒱
─ summary . . . ❨ after the tragic death of your dog barty and your grid mates look to cure your sadness by any means necessary ❩
─ pairing . . . ❨ platonic! f1 grid x fem! mercedes! f1 driver! reader ❩
─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩
─ author note . . . ❨ merry christmas people this had me crying a bit but anyway enjoy and hope you guys have an amazing day full of gifts and love! ❩
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yourinstagram dear barty I can't belive this is goodbye I'm gonna miss you so much from our early morning runs, to dressing you in matching costumes, and cuddling with you till I fell asleep I don't know what I am going to do without you nothing is going to be like it was before and nothing is going to be able to fill the fuzzy lovable shaped hole inside my heart but you I will miss and remember you forever - Y/N
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THE PAPAYA CHILD 🧡
link
I have an idea 💡
MAD MAXAMILIAN
god I'm scared 😦
the only time lando has an idea it normally goes to shit 💀
IL PREDESTINATO 🏎
max has a point lando 😭😭
you aren't exactly known for your ideas 🫣
HOT CHILLI POT 🔥🌶
I have to agree with them amigo 👍
BIG D DANNY 🤠
yeah mate god gave you many gifts 🫡
but brains is not one of them
THE PAPAYA CHILD 🧡
traitors 💔
HAMMER TIME ⚒️
lando why is that link of a tweet that says
"at this point I just want to buy Y/N all the dog's in the world just to make her happy"
I know we are all rich but isn't this pushing it 💀
THE PAPAYA CHILD 🧡
no no no
your missing my genius 🫤
MAD MAXAMILIAN
your right
your genius has been missing since the day you were born mate 😭
THE PAPAYA CHILD 🧡
did yall hear something?
anyway my idea was that we buy Y/N a puppy for secret santa 🥰
IL PREDESTINATO 🏎
that's actually a good idea?
HOT CHILLI POT 🔥🌶
yeah
are you sure you feeling alright?
BIG D DANNY 🤠
yeah normally you ideas are like brain farts
stinkers 👃
HAMMER TIME ⚒️
yeah
anyway moving on
I know someone that breeds doberman
I can give them a call
THE PAPAYA CHILD 🧡
sounds like a plan
we also need someone to get
collar
bed
toys
treats
and cute dog outfits
IL PREDESTINATO 🏎
if my banana costume is anything to go by 😭
I should be the one getting the cute outfits
HOT CHILLI POT 🔥🌶
agreed
and since I have the best taste 💅
I'll get the dog treats
BIG D DANNY 🤠
I'll get the toys
MAD MAXAMILIAN
and as the father of jimmy and sassy 💪
I know all about how to keep your pets comfy so I'm okay with getting the doggy bed
THE PAPAYA CHILD 🧡
and I'll get the collar
so now everyone knows their jobs
avengers assemble
MAD MAXAMILIAN
I knew his brain cells could only last so long
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LAN DICKHEAD
if you got a new dog
what would you call him
Y/N
well hello to you to sir
bit soon to be making dog jokes
don't ya think
at least let my beloved boys body go cold
LAN DICKHEAD
no genuine question
if you got a new dog what would you call him
Y/N
bartholomew apophis hector the 2nd
but barty the 2nd for short
why are you asking
LAN DICKHEAD
nothing okay
goodbye
Y/N
okay you werido...
let me go back to looking at old vids of my barty
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yourinstagram he would have loved you ❤️🩹
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Pls shower rough sex mick
I wanna be yours
Summary: i missed you so much
Rating: +18
Warnings: shameless smut, p!rn with no plot, fingering, unprotected (wrap it before you tap it!!!)
Word count: 0.5k
Note: i take back what i've said before on this blog. THIS IS THE SLUTTIEST BLURB I'VE EVER WRITTEN.
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The hot water from the showers fell over their bodies, the steam fogging the shower glass as their bodies were burning from the feeling they had for each other. Your back was pressed against the cold tile, as Mick's large hands roamed your body until they reached the desired spot.
His hand roamed over your exposed core, focusing his thumb on your clit, while his middle finger slipped easily inside of you.
“Oh, baby… You’re so wet for me, I bet you waited for a long time for this, hm?” He whispered against your ear, biting down your lobe.
“I missed you so much.” You whimpered, holding his blond hair when he got to his knees.
Schumacher put one of your legs on top of his shoulder, holding your body still. His tongue lapped your sex, making you moan in response. The German was so skilled, in a couple of minutes you were a mess puddle, calling his name and getting into your climax. You screamed his name when he started to finger you again, two of his fingers pumping in and out of you while his mouth sucked your clit, having a mindblowing orgasm.
He didn’t even wait for you to relax from your high, turning you around and pressing against the wall. One for Mick’s hand was around your neck, while the other separated your legs and settled on your waist.
“If you miss me that much, then you’ll love my cock inside of you, right? You’ll be my good girl and take everything in?”
You didn’t answer at first, in reaction, he slapped your butt. “Words, baby.”
“Yes… I’ll be your good girl.”
“Great. Only mine.”
He thrusted all in once, having you whimper in surprise, it was big, especially after not having sex with him for some weeks. His mouth was quickly moving towards your neck, leaving bruises all around it, while you could only imagine how it was - your cheek was pressed against the coldness of the tiles while he fucked you relentlessly.
“I love how tight you always are.” His words were mixed with loud moans coming out of his mouth.
Soon, you felt one of his hands go back to your core, massaging your clit once again. It was paradise, having him satisfy you while his other hand on your neck pulled your body against his. The thrusts were more erratic as you came riding him, he wasn’t going to last long and you just wanted the feeling of having him fill you up.
Schumacher moaned your name against your ear, cumming inside of you. Before you could think, he was outside of you, leaving your bum up and hand securing against the wall so you wouldn’t fall on the floor. He watched his cumm drip on your thighs, pushing two fingers inside of you so it “wouldn’t go to waste”, then kissing the small of your back and whispering sweet nothings.
“I missed you.” He said, now pulling you into a hug.
"I missed you too."
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