You thought I was done w the reaction memes?

each other best kept secret part 2 when

y'all really liked... seb cheating on hanna with carlos' gf ???

i see your point, guilty pleasure (i don't support cheating especially when it comes to my parents and, obviously, especially when my ex bf cheated on me in seb's nation aka germany) so just drop what you'd like to see and i'll see if i can write something cool

fucktoy part 2 | f1 grid

pairing: dom!max verstappen ; dom!lando norris ; dom!rbr!seb x sub!bimbo!reader

warnings: smut, dumbification, hair pulling, spitting, blowjob, mention of gagging, dacryphilia

w/c: 0.7k

summary: the f1 grid loves to simply use you as their fucktoy or as a stress relief and nothing else.

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thinking once again about how the f1 grid would simply use you as a stress relief, as a simple fucktoy they can use whenever and wherever they want.

Definitely thinking about how max would ruthlessly snatch you away from who you’re currently talking to, being extra rough and careless if you’re talking to another driver.

“M-Max! What are you-”

But only a few minutes later you were already on max's lap with your thong pushed to the side and his dick ramming in and out of you while you desperately tried to ride him but you couldn’t, you were already way to weak for that, instead you just put your palms onto his broad shoulders for balance.

You pathetically whined into the crook of his neck, soft hands of yours already trembling, “M-Max, ah! P-Please, god, please!”

“Ride my cock,” he briefly groaned, throwing his head back in the process, “just like that, fucking hell,” he squeezed his eyes shut and went faster with his hips, making your entire body automatically bounce on his cock,

“Up and down you go, perfect,” he nodded teasingly before he pulled your head up by your hair, smirk widening as he noticed your with tears stained cheeks, “you’re so cockdumb aren’t you? Oh yes, you are.”

Or how lando wouldn’t hesitate to pull you into his drivers room after a bad race, immediately forcing you on your knees and using your throat however he pleases.

“Open up wider, baby, know you fuckin' can,” he ordered in a deep tone before he shoved his length entirely into your mouth, chuckling and biting his inner cheek with an evil grin as he heard your infamous gagging sounds that the entire paddock already knew.

“Go deeper, go deeper,” he raised his brows while he forced himself further down your throat with his veiny hand onto the back of your head, “yeahhhh, that’s my good girl.”

And as soon you would look up at lando, he wouldn’t be able to resist the urge to disgustingly fuck your throat until you would be the biggest crybaby he had ever seen,

“gosh you’re so pathetic,” lando threw his head back, “you like that? Yeah? Speak up, baby c‘mon,” he teased you with a wicked smile,

“oh no! The pretty little cockslut can’t speak, huh, is her mouth to full, hmm?” He laughed before he forced his cock further down your already sore throat.

redbull racing era seb would simply not care if you’re in the middle of a conversation with somebody, right after he won once again another race, he would walk towards your small figure talking to Lewis.

“Congratulations, se-!” But before you were able to finish your sentence, Sebastian already grabbed your upper arm and harshly pulled you away, leading you towards the redbull garage, slamming you face forward into the nearest wall of his small drivers room.

“So we're talking to Lewis now, huh? Why the fuck were you talking to him, huh?!” He roughly pulled on your hair, forcing you to lean your head backwards.

“Oww! We were j-just talking about t-the race, seb!” But Sebastian only chuckled behind you before he grabbed your chin and lift your dress with his other hand, quietly freeing himself as well.

He looked down into your glassy eyes, “oh of course you’re crying now, you’re such a fucking little crybaby, do you know that?” He nodded along his question before he slowly fully entered you, forcing you to shape your mouth into an inviting 'O' form.

Sebastian smiled down at you, other hand grabbing your chin again, “you like that? Yeah, you like that?” He nodded along his teasing words as he mocked you with a pout on his lips, making you cry out even harder.

Then you felt the young redbull driver spitting on your tongue, using his thumb to spread it all over it before he started to fuck you harder, letting go of your chin to grab your arms and pull them harshly behind ypur back, bending them backwards and holding them down so you weren’t able to move them, face now entirely pressed into the wall by his other hand.

“You talk to Lewis again and I fuck you so long until you’re so far gone that you have no idea which driver is fucking you anymore, got it?” lips ghosting over your ear before you heard him groan in pleasure.

"you take the man out of the city, not the city out the man." [suzuka 2023 -> 2022 -> 2019 -> 2011 -> 2009]

"Cause I <3 you, you’re the one that I adore :)"

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Word count: 1.4k

Summary: Assistant!reader x rdr!seb. Based on this request. Set during the 2012 season.

A/N: I know a few people wanted me to write this trope so here it is :) Also this fic is loosely inspired by BBM baby by Lana Del Rey.

“Yea, I still don’t understand why I need an assistant” Well this sentence certainly didn’t calm your anxiety as you were sitting on a chair, staring at the door. You were supposed to meet your boss, well not really a boss but a person you were supposed to help. He wasn’t just a random person, he was Sebastian Vettel, two-time world champion in Formula 1. You were a fan of this sport so when an opportunity for you to work in that field appeared, you took it without thinking twice. Maybe you weren’t one of the most important employees on the paddock nonetheless you still got to travel the world and be a part of every race week. “Sebastian, you were late for the last three meetings. I can’t be looking after you all the time.” a female voice said. You recognized it - it was Sebastian’s press officer. She was a lovely lady. You got to meet her because she was the one recruiting you. “So you are really getting me a babysitter?” huffed the driver. The door in front of you opened causing you to jump from your seat and put on a smile. “Hi! Nice to see you again! Come on in!” said the lady. As you walked in a tall, blonde boy sat up and introduced himself “Sebastian Vettel. You can call me Seb. Nice to meet you.” The eye contact made your cheeks heat up a little “Y/N Y/L/N, pleasure working with you”. As you sat down you heard Sebastian whisper a quiet “It sure is” under his nose.

You came up with the idea of a maximum of 10-minute long meetings after breakfast during the race weekend. They were meant for you to give Seb a quick overview for the day - what is he doing at what time. You were sitting at the hotel’s restaurant, waiting for him to show up, you didn’t expect him to show up on time but he barely managed to. “Hi, sorry. I hope you didn’t wait long” he said as he sat opposite to you. “Good morning, I’m fine, you are on time actually” you greeted him with a smile, chuckling at his messy bed hair. “So today you are supposed to first meet your physiotherapist and then” you were interrupted by sniffling. Probably a morning runny nose. You grabbed your small purse and handed a tissue to the man. “Thank you” he said, surprised that you noticed. “So then you have a first practice session at 1PM and..” - you quickly went over what was planned for the day “Alright, any questions? If you really want to move some meetings then let me know and I will try to figure out something. I’m leaving this paper for you to know what’s going on and I think that’s it.” you handed him a post-it note with everything neatly written. Cute writing he thought as he looked at it "There's also my number if you need something and I happen not to be around”. Oh yea, he was definitely gonna use this one. 

After a few races, you started developing a more casual relationship - it could even be called a friendship. The chemistry never left working hours. You didn’t understand why but it bothered you. Well, you noticed some signals - butterflies in your stomach appearing when you two held eye contact for more than a second, your heart skipping a beat when you accidentally touch or the heat rising to your cheeks every time he calls you by your nickname. You were a walking symptom of having a crush and yet you denied it. “I’m working for him, of course, we have to be nice to each other! He’s like that to every female reporter, a cheeky little bastard.” or “It’s his job to treat me nice.” you used to tell your friend on a phone, whispering as if Sebastian was to hear you. Little did you know, he has in fact changed his behavior towards women once you appeared in his life, he started being less flirty and reckless but not in terms of you. He would never tell you to do anything for him because it felt weird to him. At first, you were looking after him like he was a child - checking in if he was hungry or if he needed water. He never complained about being looked after because he found it comforting. He felt like you were truly caring for him, a feeling that he hadn’t felt in years due to his lifestyle. 

You would never call him unless he was late. Sebastian was in his hotel room, sprawled out on the bed, head with messy blonde hair buried in pillows. His peaceful sleep was interrupted by the sound of his ringtone. “Huh?” his eyes still closed “Seb, you were supposed to text me when you wake up so you won’t be late again. Please tell me you got up” your voice was a sound he wished to wake up for the rest of his life “Mrrh Dreaming? An angel called me?” he said half awake completely ignoring your tone “Great, amazing even. Vettel, wake up. I’m gonna come to your room in 10 minutes and please cooperate”. Even though you were the same age you sometimes felt like you were babysitting him. Sebastian obeyed you and got dressed. He liked to annoy you a bit but he would be cautious not to cause you too much trouble. You knocked on his door not expecting him to be ready. To your surprise, you were greeted by a fully dressed Sebastian holding his toothbrush. He gestured to you to come in. You have never been to his hotel room so it a bit personal. You stood in the middle of the room not knowing what to do. Your eyes wandered around the room which looked more neat than you expected - no clothes laying around and only his phone and a half-empty water bottle on his nightstand but the bed looked like a mess and you couldn’t judge him, after all he did wake up less than ten minutes before. The bathroom door was opened so you were able to observe him brushing his teeth. It was a thing he did everyday (even more than once!) yet it felt almost intimate. “Okay, let’s go” he said with a big smile once he finished and held the door for you. You were heading for a team meeting that you were also a part of. Your role there was to take notes that were handed to the driver later. Sebastian couldn’t take his eyes off you, sitting next to him as you wrote something important that he didn’t even hear. He loved to watch you in this state where you were so focused you barely paid attention to anything else. He loved the way you would tuck your hair behind your ear or play with a pen anytime there was something not worth writing down discussed. When the meeting was over you handed him the paper, he didn’t even look at it but the thing that caught his attention was your dress. It wasn’t revealing or stereotypically sexy - little flowers on a navy background, short sleeves and knee length just suited your personality in his mind. “Nice dress” he said, catching you off guard as you were saying your goodbyes. This weekend Sebastian finished P1 getting closer and closer to his next world champion title.

Next weekend was the last weekend before the summer break. Even though you had lost your hope in terms of your emotions towards Sebastian there was a little part of you that still wished that he would make some kind of a move. It was Saturday night, you had already showered and got yourself ready to bed. You heard a notification and looked at the screen of your phone. “I’m outside your door. Wanna talk to you. XOXO, Seb :)”. He himself didn’t know why he ended the text like that. He was just nervous and high on adrenaline. The message was followed by three gentle knocks on your door. You let Sebastian in and before you could say anything he grabbed your hands and said “I, I I think I love you. For the past few months you had been my sunshine. You make me happier. I adore everything about you, every single little detail. Please make me an even happier man and let me take you out for dinner. And wear that dress you wore last week."

Heyy can you do a dark rbr seb fic where the reader is part of the Red Bull team as an assistant to the media team, Seb is just very infatuated with her, and the reader is very close to everyone including Mark and one day the reader just had a long night of paperwork and she just keeps yawning all day and Mark told her to go sleep it off in his drivers room since he doesn't mind, and seb is wondering where she went and his team told him that she was napping in Marks room and he just gets mad but composes himself and he goes to Marks drivers room seeing you bundled up in blankets and he carries you back to his own room and when you wake up Seb is just there holding you caressing your hair telling you that when you want or need something you should go to him not other people. And that rings alarm bells for you and you try to avoid him but he always manages to get you always in the place where he always wants you to be which is with him. CONGRATS ON THE 4K FOLLOWERS!

It's horrible to keep yawning throughout the meeting. Mark was sitting next to you, as you were his assistant for media and were glued to his side. Mark kept casting you looks, hand going behind your back to rub your neck.

"Y/n, why don't you go take a nap in my driver's room?" Mark asks, fingers playing with the ends of your hair. Dropping your head you groan from his fingers working into the back of your skull. "I shouldn't." You grumble, but with each passing moment his fingers rub the more your eyes grow heavy.

"Come on love, go to my room and sleep." He whispers, ghosting your cheek with a kiss which has you smiling. Making your way to the room, you let some of your coworkers know where you'll be in case they need you for something. You step into the room taking a deep breath loving the smell of Mark's aftershave.

Going to the small bed you grab one of his blankets, laying down you wrap it tight around your body. It doesn't take long for you to fall asleep.

"Hey?" Sebastian yells, irritated with the fact that he can't find you. He's been searching for what it seemed like hours. "Have you seen Y/n?" He tries to control his frantic behavior in trying to find you, but one of your friends can tell he's desperate.

"Yeah, she said something about sleeping and Mark." The friend waves him off rushing to finish what they're doing. Seb feels this white rage turning and kicking the wall hard, the spot folding with ease leaving a hole. "Fucker." Sebastian growls, pulling his foot out of the wall as he composes himself heading to Mark's room.

He fully expects Mark to be in the room, maybe trying to convince you out on a date. Sebastian made the mistake of telling Mark he likes you and ever since then, Mark's been making his move. Pushing open the door he stutters to a stop, seeing you curled up on the bed fast asleep.

Sebastian doesn't even think it through when he picks you up with such ease as he walks you back to his room down the hall.

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It's the fingers playing with your hair that has you sighing and leaning into the pillow even more. "Mark, stop." You whisper, the fingers still but then tug a little harder. "Don't ask Mark for anything, you should always ask me." You sit up fast, scrambling away from Sebastian. "I have to go." His smile turns into a frown as he watches you rush out of the room.

Ever since then you run into Sebastian all the time. Staring at you or leaving you little gifts for you, it creeps you out as you've started to stick closer to Mark. Mark just smiles telling you that Sebastian has a crush on you and that it's harmless. Yeah just harmless

Pls write rbr seb smut plsss

Dnf distraction

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Summary: reader is a driver and is rivals with seb. Seb gets mad after a dnf and takes it out on reader

Warnings: smut

Pairing: rbr!Sebastian x driver! Reader

Reader pov:

Me and Sebastian have been rivals ever since our karting days.

Those karting rivalries have evolved into today.

Formula 1 rivalry.

Me and him were competing for the championship

Me for my first in my rookie year and him for his fifth

I was the only person who could challenge him and to say that he doesn’t like me would be a wild understatement

I was getting ready for the race when Sebastian walked into my drivers room

“What are you doing here Sebastian?” I honestly didn’t want anything to do with him at the moment since I was worried about the race

This race was going to either solidify my championship or completely destroy my chances

“I just wanted to remind you who was on top and who will win their 5th championship” he responded

I just shoved him out of the room and went to look over some last minute details about my performance

Timeskip:

I had won.

I just solidified my championship.

Apparently Sebastian had a dnf which meant I had officially won the championship in my rookie year

My team surrounded me and hoisted me up cheering me on

I did feel a little bad for Sebastian but then I remembered what he said to me earlier so I didn’t really care

After three podium celebrations I was packing up when I saw Sebastian around my garage

“Hey seb, you doing ok? I heard about your dnf, I’m really sorry” I told him

I felt bad so I decided to go talk to him

He turned around and looked at me with murderous rage in his ever darkening eyes

He backed me up into a wall in my empty garage

“You cost me my championship. You have been a bad little girl. I’m going to show you your real place” he whispered in my ear

Child ran up my spine in anticipation

He removed my team gear and ran his cold hands around my body

“That’s right leibe, keep squirming like that” he praised

He sparkly undressed himself and slowly aligned himself with my entrance and slowly thrusted in

“Oh god you’re so fucking tight leibe, even better than I imagined” he moaned out

Noises were coming out of my mouth non-stop encouraging seb even more

He started thrusting faster and faster into me nearly sending me over the edge

“I-I’m gonna cum seb” I whimpered out with the little energy I had left in me

“Me too leibe, just hold on for a second” he replied

His thrusts became sloppier and we both came at the same time

Our panting bodies still against a wall in my garage

“You know you’re a great distraction from my problems. Like my dnf for example, also congrats on the championship” he whispered and kissed me softly helping me out on my clothing

We both went back home with some great memories.

A/n: sorry if it’s a little short. As always send me your feedback for the fic. Requests are also open again! Kissies ✨

This is soo rbr!Seb coded. Somebody pls write this!

RBR seb ofc, he overhears her talking with her friend or someone about how she wants him to be rough and not vanilla with her. then seb ends up surprising her with how rough he can get.

this fucks

you had be left in his driver's room by yourself, bored out of your mind but away from the humidity of singapore. seb was off doing press and you weren't sure when he'd be back so you called your friend, jade.

jade asked you about the trip, updated you on a few things at home and then began to tell you about the trip she recently went on with her own boyfriend.

she was giving you some very intimate details about what they got up to.

"I'm living vicariously through you." you laughed and you can almost hear the frown on jade's face, "why's that? I thought things were good between you two."

you sigh, "they are but seb's focused on his championship. now is not the time to ask him to tie me up or whatever," you laughed, matching the giggles coming from your friend.

you didn't know your boyfriend was right outside the room, listening to the whole conversation. he knocked on the door, walking in. he asked what you were up to and you tell him you're on the phone with jade.

he shouts a hello to her and you let her go, the two of you heading out for the night.

seb's all quiet when you get back which is weird, he's usually rattling on about his press segments and who he irritated and whatnot.

you ask him what's going on, your hand on his back gently. seb flips you over on the bed without saying anything, pinning you under him. you're confused when your boyfriend kisses you but you kiss him back, unsure if something had irritated him earlier and he just needed to get rid of the feeling.

the clink of his belt is all you hear before you felt the coldness of the metal buckle around your wrists. you look at him a bit confused, "what are you doing?"

"do you trust me?" he asks and you nod, his hand gripping your chin; "words, y/n."

"yes."

"good."

he's all rough and you have no idea what caused the sudden change in your boyfriend but you weren't complaining. you let him manhandle you any which way.

you're exhausted by the end of it, body sore all over but in a good way and you're covered in faint little purple marks. seb's laying beside you and you look over him, "you're sure you'll be able to drive tomorrow ?" you giggled.

seb smiles, his hand reaching up to pat your cheek. "sometimes I need to put my focus elsewhere hm?"

you roll onto your stomach, looking over at him, "what do you mean?"

it then clicks with you finally that he must have heard your conversation with jade. "oh," your cheeks go red, making your boyfriend smile.

"a good oh? or should I try until I get one?" he joked, pulling you on top of him for a kiss.

☆ 2013 Indian Grand Prix ☆

2012 Bahrain GP winner Sebastian Vettel with runner up Kimi Räikkönen. It was their first joint podium after Kimi's return to F1 that year.

pairing: dark!rbr!seb x reader

warnings: dark, possessive behaviour

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Being the girlfriend of a highly talented formula one driver definitely had its perks.

One of them was for an example, always immediately standing front row during the podium ceremony, proudly being able to watch your boyfriend win once again another race.

Next to him, on the second place was Lewis, while alonso got third place, also happily smiling down at the crowd just like your boyfriend, sebastian.

“He did it once again, huh?” Christian Horner, who stood next to you, mumbled in a quiet tone so that only you were able to hear it, making you smile even wider.

You nodded as you continued clapping with a proud grin, “of course he did it once again, he’s sebastian vettel, my sebastian vettel,” you added with a short laugh as you returned your gaze back to the podium, loudly cheering as they gave Lewis his medal, also being happy for him since the two of you are quite good friends.

But Sebastian noticed you clapping and cheering for his rival, making his blood boil, roughly clenching his fists behind his back and bite his inner cheek with a dark gaze before he briefly glanced over to the young Mercedes driver with an evil expression on his face.

An expression that you didn’t catch.

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“How was the ceremony? As good as every time?” Sebastian asked you as he arrived in his drivers room where you were already waiting for him.

You nodded, “of course! Especially since you’ve done it once again, baby,” you put your arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him but Sebastian quickly threw your arms off of his body and grabbed you by the neck, slamming you with a tiny bit of force against the wall.

You gasped, your eyes widening as he looked down at you with an unreadable expression on his face, the only thing you’ve noticed was how his eyes suddenly darkened.

“So we’re also cheering for the enemies now, huh? Cheering for other men, for the rivals of the only man you should be cheering for in the first place, hmm?” Sebastian tilted his head to the side as he watched how your eyes welled up with tears, making him roll his eyes.

He sighed, squeezing your throat with his big palm, “oh here come the waterworks again, who would have thought,” he muttered deeply as your entire body just shook with fear.

“I-I was only cheering for him b-because he’s my friend Sebastian, you k-know that,” you quickly replied with tears in your eyes, making sebastian furrows his brows.

“Oh?! Because Lewis is your friend, huh?! I see, I see, meine liebe,” my love, the German told you in a harsh but quiet tone before he swiftly put his hand on your chin, forcing your face closer to his.

Sebastian, stood up a bit straighter, making you appear even smaller than you already did, “You keep your goddamn eyes one me, you understand?” He raised his brows.

You gulped before you nodded, not being able to say anything now out of fear,

“I asked you a question and you’ll answer me when I ask you a question,” he squeezed your cheeks, making you gasp,

“Yeah, okay.. I-I understand, s-sebastian,” you innocently nodded along your words, at least as much as his tight grip on your face allowed.

He nodded along with his infamous smirk, “Good,” he whispered deeply, “good girl,” he leaned forward and kissed your forehead,

“Next time I catch you cheering for one of my rivals, I make sure that you’ll regret it, okay?”

60 Seconds Quickfire Lifestyle Questions

from yt: road and track interview (2013)

say whatever you want, but the way seb's celebrations are a clear reflection of his love for racing? he's always been the man.

Congratulation dear!!❤️❤️ I'm so happy for you 4k are a lot!

So can I request " thigh kisses" "trailing kisses down your lovers body" with RBR!Seb? I have a problem with my thighs (I'm so insecure about them, I've lots of screch marks and they're big because I played volleyball for a lot of time) and Seb is one of my favourite/comfort driver (Danny is the first). Just let me know!

Once again congrats love❤️🫶

A/N: Baby I understand you, I was a competitive swimmer for 18 years. My thighs are jacked, but then I remember something a friend told me. Guys love having their head wrapped by big thighs ;)

If there was one thing Sebastian notices, it's when you stare at yourself to long in the mirror. He knows you better than you know yourself. The way your eyes stare at your thighs, thighs built from volleyball and fuck did he love your thighs.

"Sugar? Something wrong?" He knew you wouldn't tell him what the issue was, but he had his ways of getting you to talk. "Nothing, the dress just looks weird on me." You shrug it off going to walk past him. "Nuh huh, come here." He spins you around pulling you against him.

"Seb, let me go. We're going to be late." Not wanting to be late to the function, welcoming the 3rd season Sebastian was having with Red Bull. "I don't care, you're staring again." He points out. "Well, I'm sorry. You're very pretty look at, babe." Sebastian smiles, hiding the blush.

"Don't do that, you know what I mean. You're staring at your thighs again." Your smile falls, clearing your throat you shuffle your feet refusing to look Sebastian in the eye. "Sugar," He whispers pushing back, knees hitting the edge of the bed. "We're going to be late." You breath trying to control the heat that fills your lower stomach.

"Don't care, my girl is more important." He leans in, teasing you with a kiss, a little nudge and your knees bend. Back hitting the mattress, you try to control the giggles, but you can't seeing your boyfriend wiggle his eyebrows.

"Do you know how pretty you are? It hurts me when you don't think that, because to me you are breathtaking." Sebastian whispers, leaning over your body placing himself carefully on top. "Seb, I know I'm beautiful but sometimes," He smiles stopping you with a kiss as he places them on each cheek making his way down.

"Well, let me remind you. How much I love these thighs." He whispers. You can't help but squirm as his kisses your stomach his blue eyes piercing yours.

"Seb," You whisper as he gives you his playful smirk, the one that sends so many of his fans crazy. Closing your eyes you gasp when you feel his lips on your thighs. "God, love these thighs," He places a kiss. "Love the way they wrap around my head when you whimper and cry for me." He groans nipping at them as you try so hard not to get worked up.

"Shit, you're gorgeous. Don't ever forget that." He whispers pulling away as you lay there trying to catch your breath. "Seb, fuck being late. We're not going." Sebastian laughs as he leans in kissing you before dropping back to his knees.

"Perfect, I really want to worship these thighs properly."