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may i use the trope mashup game to inquire about vettin soulmates au + your choice of: -first kiss, or any of the confessions, or character in peril?
fanfic trope mashup!
clawing my face off. a soulmate au trope i havent seen in forever is whatever they feel, you feel.
imagine a world in which after chris and seb meet, unbenowst to them, they trigger the connection. chris finds bruises he cant explain, feels the ache of work outs he doesn't do. he knows he's met them, but he cant tell who it is. all he knows is they wake up too early, jack off too much, and do far too much exercise.
until the first time seb hits a barrier in quali.
because the bumps and bruises and vague emotions he cant attribute to himself are one thing, but the sudden spike in g force and the split second of fear seb will never fully train himself out of feeling. no one hears chris yell when seb crashes, because everyone in the garage makes too much noise. mike is the first person to catch what is happening, when he goes down clutching his ribs, shattered wrist already turning red and swollen, get him out of the fucking car, he can't breathe mike-
and the angst that follows, about how seb doesnt know if he can stomach getting back in the car knowing that if he crashes again, and its worse, chris has to go through it all again, and chris feeling every ounce of guilt and shame and he knows, he knows seb doesnt want to stop because he feels that too.
anyway im fine about it
#narrator: they were in fact not fine about it#vettin tag#soulmate au my literal most beloved#crash mention#injury mention
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daily seb 329/365
#sebastian vettel#f1#dailyseb#hot seb propaganda#aston martin seb#2021#it's the last race of 21 but i'm not gonna tag That lmao#i love thigh#vettin
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Sebastian Vettel and his race engineer Chris Cronin celebrate a 6th place finish at the 2022 Azerbaijan Grand Prix.
#sebastian vettel#f1#chris cronin#azerbaijan gp 2022#vettin#gifs#post race#am insider#oh boy i'm really committing to a more elaborate tagging system than i think i can keep straight#anyway i'm just goddamn soft
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happy birthday to the person i first came to for my fix of gorgeous vettin gifs and stayed because you're really lovely!
🥺 thank you so much jay! <3
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oh, will wonders ever cease? blessed be the mystery of love.
happy holidays, jay @chriscronin!
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seb having a room with chris so they can work on strategy together!!!!
My mind was jumpstarted.
Watching race video and falling asleep surrounded by notebooks & binders of data.
Or if they rented a chalet in the Alps together.
Does Chris’s house have one of those whiteboard walls I dream of?
Who does the quick bodega run to get provisions?
Why hadn’t I thought of this before?
#it’s like Inside Out but one of the personalities in our head is just Vettin#vettin#hey jay 👋🏻 tag#ily ty for the ask 🤟🏻
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@maybe-i-shouldnt-have ty for the tag my fren-
RULES: Bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, and tag nine people!
AIR: I have small hands • I love the night sky • I watch small animals and birds when I pass them by • I drink herbal tea • I wake to see dawn • The smell of dust is comforting • I’m valued for being wise • I prefer books to music • I meditate • I find joy in learning new truths from the world around me
FIRE: I don’t have straight hair • I like to wear ripped jeans and overalls • I play an organized sport • I love dogs • I am not afraid of adventure • I love to talk to strangers • I always try new foods • I enjoy road trips • Summer is my favorite season • My radio is always playing
WATER: I wear bracelets on my wrists • I love the bustle of the city • I have more than one set of piercings • I read poetry • I love the sound of a thunderstorm • I want to travel the world • I go to sleep past midnight most days • I love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs • I rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia • I see emotions in colors not words
EARTH: I wear glasses • I enjoy doing the laundry • I am a vegetarian or vegan• I have an excellent sense of time • My humor is very cheerful • I am a valued advisor to my friends • I believe in true love • I love the chill of mountain air • I’m always listening to music • I am highly trusted by the people in my life
AETHER: I go without makeup in my daily life • I make my own artwork • I keep on track of my tasks and time • I always know true north • I see beauty in everything • I can always smell flowers • I smile at everyone I pass by • I always fear history repeating itself • I have recovered from a mental disorder • I can love unconditionally
I tag: @mistletoecats @vettin @plagueknightz @your-local-bear-mom @murdocmorelikemurcock and anyone who wants to do this
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#sebastian vettel#f1#chris cronin#2021#vettin#no race tag we die like men#(i'll come back to tag the race but i'm just half asleep and my files are a hot mess tbh)#aston martin seb
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I posted 11,694 times in 2022
1,559 posts created (13%)
10,135 posts reblogged (87%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@s-vettel
@creampuffjiggle
@chasingpegasus
@inapoiinviitor
@grazieseb
I tagged 11,651 of my posts in 2022
#sebastian vettel - 6,551 posts
#hot seb propaganda - 933 posts
#f1 - 774 posts
#red bull seb - 732 posts
#ferrari seb - 694 posts
#mental health - 509 posts
#he's pretty your honor - 460 posts
#ted kravitz - 375 posts
#vibe - 345 posts
#chris cronin - 258 posts
Longest Tag: 136 characters
#the way i lit up when i saw your url and the gradient placeholder for loading gifs bc it might be vettin and then i was right 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
My Top Posts in 2022:
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full video of seb calling george ‘mr. i never move on out laps’ during fp2
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"There's hope and optimism for life after F1. A lot of us hang around in F1 just because it's the life we know. It often takes a bit of bravery to step off the hamster wheel."
→ Ted Kravitz interviews Sebastian Vettel after his retirement announcement on Thursday of the 2022 Hungarian GP.
1,279 notes - Posted July 28, 2022
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“It’s red flag, normally...but hey, since they never listen to us, why should they now?”
1,381 notes - Posted May 29, 2022
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Formulino getting all the love and attention he deserves! 🐈
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My #1 post of 2022
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“Can Bernie hear? I nearly forgot...It’s been good fun. You’re a great person. Big kiss. *kiss kiss*” “She’s gone very red, Sebastian. Cheers mate.” “All the best, heh. Bye.”
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the whiplash and laugh i had reading your #maybe yep yep yep will be our always tag !!
all the credit belongs to @lionofsingapore and i had the exact same reaction when i read it!! but it's just so charming sdfsjk and really the soul of vettin is the simple pure fondness, intimacy and devotion as manifested by their constant urge to make each other giggle
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tagged by @creampuffjiggle and @teamgreenheart, thank you!! 🤍🤍
last song: my name is jonas (live in rochester 1994) by weezer, because it is one of my budgie’s favorites
last show: house md! i haven’t finished my rewatch yet but i’ll take the question to mean just ‘last episode of a show’ because i simply cannot remember the last time i finished a show unless it was like, idk, downton abbey or the great british bake off
currently watching: literally currently watching spa 1998, and in general been hopping around the f1tv archives haphazardly for comfort and entertainment—again, partly because the budgie adores car noises and making him happy makes me happy
currently reading: rereading a wizard’s holiday from the young wizards series by diane duane for the zillionth time, fave book from a fave series and something seb said about retirement reminded me of the ending of this book
current obsession: watching the clouds from my window and practicing my handwriting with my fountain pen—i thought my ink was lost in the move last year but the other day i found a couple cartridges for my lamy! hooray! oh and working way too hard on a very specific vettin photoset inspired by something jay said in dms that’s been in my mind rent-free for ages
zero-pressure tags: @cuetheviolins @marinasbay @whaaaaatt @indycar-series @theizzyryder @babysdrivers @jensonsbuttons and anybody who wants to do it
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your tags make me so happy bc when I see vettin in the pre race coverage I literally go aww yay I can make gifs I bet jay will enjoy that <3
that’s so sweet 🥹 🥹 sometimes being perceived…is good…
my race day routine usually means that i can’t watch the pre-race build up on the grid, so your gifs are the first time i’m seeing 💞them💞 together and the timing always feels serendipitous!
have a beautiful random seb from my camera roll as a tiny token of appreciation!
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chris worshipping seb’s body…
listen.... i've been thinking about this since you sent it. i feel like this is something that was a big part of their early relationship, and obviously going forward as well but in a different way. seb is probably someone with more experience with men than chris (thank you for this, i agree with it completely) and so this is very much a way for seb to hold space for chris to explore what he is interested in but in a way that is low pressure, and is a way for chris to open up maybe a little in a way that keeps seb center stage and thus lets him be a little less self conscious about it? idk i just have..... so many brain worms. uh minors dni from this point on okie dokie.
the first time chris saw seb without a top on was a complete accident, way before they ever got together. britta was looking for seb, and chris was wandering about keeping an eye out, and stumbled across him struggling out of his nomex, and. well, the guy is ripped. chris realised pretty quickly into their first season that the rumours of seb's effervescent and entirely magnetic personality are not exagerated and the dude basically has his own gravitational pull but the revelation that he is also, like, out of this world hot was like a lead weight to the face.
fast forward a few months and seb and chris are officially Seb and Chris and he still feels that same slightly awed, slightly overwhelmed sensation every time he gets to look at seb but it's even better because now he can touch. chris has known, objectively, that he is attracted to men - has had one night stands and third dates with guys before but none that have quite mattered this much. and certainly none that have lit him up from the inside like this.
seb is, naturally, kind and patient and understanding, even the first time that he bottoms for seb and thinks that he might pass out from the sensory overload and he cannot possibly look sexy in the slighest and then seb pushes in deep and laughs when he comes like someone's just told him they've added an extra 60mph to the amr21 in time for the final straight, mouth pressed to the side of chris' face, so much joy and elation and love that it's got nowhere else to come out except in this incredulous laughter and chris thinks it might be the hottest thing he's ever heard.
the thing is, seb has been the instigator for a lot of this. he's slowly and meticulous fingered chris open, checking at every movement that it's all okay and that he's comfortable. he's fucked himself on chris' cock like the culmination of every wet dream he's ever had. he's sweetly coached chris through sucking him off, a gentle guiding hand on his head and a low constant murmur of praise and encouragment the whole way through. but chris is a grown up with this growing adoration in his chest that he hasn't felt since his first girlfriend when he was seventeen, love and lust making him stupid with it, and he needs to express it.
"would you please just let me do this?" he insists, forcefully taking seb's hands off of the button to his jeans and putting them on the bed, either side of his naked body. seb's got this curious look in his eye, like he's trying to figure out what kind of game they're playing and why chris is insisting on having his clothes on for it, but he allows it, let's chris lie him down on the bed and kiss him - his mouth, his jaw, his neck, the shell of his ear. and then he moves on.
(he is, at his core, an engineer. he breaks things down and rebuilds them professionally - he likes to know how things work, how the smallest individual parts come together to make a fully functioning item and he knows, in his heart, that seb would appreciate that same logic being applied to him. one part scientific process, one part act of devotion. understanding the greater picture, find a little confidence in digging his fingers in, and show seb he's willing to put the work in.)
it's strangely methodical. he works his way from the delicate bones of seb's hands, down his arms, delights in the ticklish spot on the inside of seb's elbow. he kneads the strong muscles of his shoulders, runs his tongue along the line of his deltoid where it dips under the clavical.
(he still feels clunky and awkward tracing his tongue over seb's nipples, like he's doing something weird or embrassing even though he knows full well that he's isn't, until he distracts himself when seb shoots off the bed with a squeak, chris having apparantly found another ticklish spot on his ribs. he runs his fingers over it again and again until seb is cackling on the bed, gasping for air, and then chris bites at it, and the noise seb makes is the same but oh so different-)
the entire time, seb watches him intently. chris carefully catalogues which spots make him hum contently, which ones make him giggle and flinch, which ones make his breath catch in his throat, but seb repays the concentration with his own. when chris kneels on the bed and presses his mouth to the solid lines of seb's abs, he whimpers.
"would you please just touch me?"
"what do you think i've been doing all this time?"
"chris-"
by the time he's caressed over his legs, dug his thumbs into the arches of seb's feet, they're both distractingly hard. seb drags him up his body to kiss him, messy and hot and unlike seb usually lets himself get, and they finish each other so quickly they'd both be embarassed if they weren't so out of breath.
(seb feels like a sharp blade to be handled carefully here, but it's a kind of game they come back to often through their time together: seb delights in watching the way chris quickly becomes accustomed to handling him, searching out the places where their enjoyment overlaps and revelling in them. chris himself feels like he could 100 years and never feel like he's seen enough of seb's body, could never fully express his pleasure enough, but he's determined to try.)
#this is the love child between your chris headcanons and my sleep deprivation and i love it#me holding this ask in my hands: bebe :)#i nurture <3#i actually dont know if this is what you had in mind but like#i feel like you'll appreciate it either way#jay core#vettin tag#writing**#kind of?#mostly im just building headcanons
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what could i possibly request other than vettin smut <3 maybe a cheeky back of the garage bj for one of them?
fic requests are open jay i cannot believe you would come to me with this, my heart is going to explode. yes of course of course. set after the 2022 montreal gp because i'm feeling very lazy about factchecking the lore. why is this 1146 words long. why can i not simply not do this.
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"Where's Chris?"
It's the first thing out of his mouth when he can finally drag himself away from the media pen, Britta finally taking pity on him and calling cut on the post-race interviews, shepherding him back into the garage. It's a warm day in Montreal, even for June, but it lacks the kind of stifling quality that leaves him uncomfortably sweaty still half-wearing his race suit. Instead, he feels something more akin to a well fed cat lounging in the sun - warm, satisfied.
(Strange how a hard won P5 can feel as good as cruising for thirty laps uninterrupted onto the podium. Maybe he's finally getting older. )
Jack grins and pats his face affectionately before he jerks his head towards the back, "Quick debrief with the team at home," He pauses, snorting, "Nothing he won't put on pause for you."
"I just want to go over some of the numbers," Sebastian says, lying.
"Okay," Jack says, fully aware of that fact.
It's a slow journey to the back, the path littered with mechanics and personnel who all clap him on the back and ruffle his hair and pull him into hugs. He knows he's flushed by the time he gets there - even more so than before - because he can feel the heat in his cheeks, and because Chris raises one eyebrow mid-sentence with whatever strategist he's on the comms with. His blood is pumping and it seems to take forever to wrap up. By the way Chris is watching him with a pointedly amused expression, his impatience is clear to see.
"I'll catch up with you on Tuesday. Okay, thanks, Sarah," he says, finally turning his comms unit off, "Something I can help you with?"
"What was that about?"
"She had some questions about the tire deg before the second pit stop."
"Oh, yeah?" Seb hums, "We should find somewhere quiet, you can tell me about it."
'Somewhere quiet' is a relative term in an F1 garage, but they find an empty corner in Seb's room, where he pushes his engineer up against the wall as soon as the door is closed, and kisses him with the full force of the pent up energy coursing through his veins.
"You know there are better places for this, right?" Chris says, but his hands are already pushing the nomex up so he can stroke along the damp skin of his stomach, fingers tracing the bottoms of his ribs.
"Yeah," Seb grins, and lets his bottom lip drag through his teeth; Chris' eyes zero in on the movement with almost mechanical focus, "but we're not there, are we?"
"That's a fair argument," he says evenly.
He's not wrong though - most people wouldn't dare just wander into a driver's room without permission but it's not completely unreasonable to expect that, at some point, someone might come looking for one of them. Sebastian is more into it than he thought he might be, but that doesn't mean that he wants to test the strength of his and Otmar's professional relationship in quite such a graphic way, so he makes quick work of Chris' belt, and drops to his knees.
There's a hand in his hair immediately, a warm palm that covers most of his skull with a familiar weight, "I should be doing this for you. Congratulations, and all that."
"Save it for the podium," Seb mutters, voice muffled against the skin of Chris' thigh, "Next time. Silverstone. Special occasions."
"What's your excuse this time?"
He pauses, fingers hooked into the waistband of Chris' boxers, "Are you saying no?"
Chris just looks at him.
Seb grins, feels it stretch the skin around his smile, "Yeah, thought so."
He's still only half hard, and it's easy to take the full length of him into his mouth, hold his tongue firmly against the underside and drag it slowly and surely until he's pressing it right to the glands. When he glances up, Chris is staring at the ceiling, breathing through his mouth like he's trying to slow his heart rate.
Sebastian, a contrarian by nature, hollows his cheeks and tongues at the slit.
"Christ."
He's fully hard now, hot and straining the limits of what Sebastian can fit in his mouth with relatively little time to adjust. Luckily, he's well practiced and eager and there's just enough adrenaline in his system to push the boundaries of what's entirely comfortable - it's a line he prefers to wander along rather than on either particular side, anyway, these days, especially with Chris, who presses and protects in equal measure, who knows Seb well enough to give him exactly what he needs and withhold what he wants when necessary.
A foot nudges at his thigh, and he looks up, eyes straining at the angle where his nose is still flush with Chris' pubic bone.
"You should deal with that," he says, breathless, indicating the erection outlined by Seb's racesuit.
He pulls off with a sigh, and Chris makes a sound like he's been punched in the gut, "I don't want to get come on my fireproofs."
"Oh? No concern about my clothes, then?"
Seb bites his thigh in gentle reproach, "I'll swallow yours."
"Okay," he says, nodding, but he barely gets the word out.
Despite himself - and really, getting come out of dark green is a nightmare - he presses the heel of his hand into his hard on, the immediate sensory overload enough to make him breathe in hard, and almost choke himself on Chris' cock. But there's a gentle hand back in his hair, thumb rubbing along the shell of his ear, a soft "easy now" muttered somewhere above him. It stays there, comforting in a way that feels strangely at odds with the desperate way he's feeding Chris' length down his throat, and yet also not, until he groans and shivers, forearm pressed over his mouth as he comes.
Seb is a man of his word and swallows happily, grinding up nto his own palm to chase his own orgasm with Chris' still softening cock in his mouth.
They allow themselves a quiet moment of peace, Chris tucking himself back into his trousers almost sheepishly, which is inordinately funny to Sebastian, who just shuffles around and cringes at the mess in his racesuit. Moment of teenage self-control aside, they both know this is hardly the place to linger for much longer, but the silence as they both get ready to leave is as far from awkward as it can be.
Seb's still not entirely prepared for the hand around his elbow.
"Hey," Chris says softly, "Congratulations for today. You earned it."
He's still sweating inside his suit and hot from his orgasm, but a different kind of warmth spreads out inside him as he lets himself get dragged back, mutters thank you into Chris' mouth in a would-be kiss interrupted by both their smiles.
#i would just like to say if seb gets p5 in canada next year i think aston martin should hire me as an oracle#literally wrote this in one go so if there are any tragic mistakes please dont tell me im just here for the vibes#are there drivers rooms in the garages??? guess what. there are now#f1 rpf#rpf for ts#vettin tag#writing**
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Your Vettin writing! Stunning and beautiful. ❤️
The part about Seb making space for Chris to open up just makes Hungary so much more special.
Heading into Hungary, with the recent anti-lgbtq+ laws, Seb can feel Chris getting a bit agitated. He knows Chris is a private person, so he goes all out with the Converse, the helmet, and the T-shirt that he keeps on during the anthem not just to make a statement to the world, but to make a statement to Chris. To say ‘I will fight for you. I will do whatever it takes to make you feel safe’.
They carry that passion through the race. Chris encouraging Seb with every lap. Seb can taste victory, he can win this one… for Chris.
The disappointment is evident in his voice over the radio post race. While he’s doing the post race interview, he looks to his right and sees him. In Baku, Chris was behind a few mechanics. But now, he sees Chris push his way forward until he’s front and center on the barrier.
The emotions of the race mixed with the emotions of seeing Chris overwhelm him and he melts into Chris’s arms.
i'm sorry i have literally nothing to add to this because it put me on the fucking floor, thank you so much i really love this
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