#[🐨] f1

[mixedstyles]

Nicole, the icon you are.

Nicole under The Fast and The Curious Pod Instagram about Oscar staying true to his word and singing “McLaren news” because he’s won (at least) three races

[koalapastries]

RED CARPET

trans ftm!formula one x actor!male!reader

request: Can you do trans drivers x actor male reader where the trans drivers are male reader husband and male reader going on premier of his movie looking sexy alot of people are simping for him he looks like a DILF and trans drivers is getting jealous because they think people will try to steal male reader away from him -🐨

summary: your boyfriend gets jealous when you’re at a premiere

warnings: swearing, jealous!drivers, mentions of pregnancy/kids (gabi, kimi), suggestive content (lando, oscar, yuki), insecurity/dysphoria (paul), mild mention of needles/hrt (yuki)

contains: gabriel bortoleto, kimi raikkonen, lando norris, oscar piastri, paul aron, + yuki tsunoda

©koalapastries :: please do not copy or rewrite my work on any platform !!

author’s note: short n probably a bit repetitive but i hope you like it <3

comments + reblogs appreciated !!

taglist: @raizelchrysanderoctavius @crispysoup318 @op-81-lvr-reblogs @ncrsbrg @spoonfulofmilo @justaf1girl @widow-cevans

[cosmicarcar]

They've befriended each other so much that even their facial expressions are the same now😭

[trashytracktales]

ok so inspired by the lando version… oscar boyfriend traits? 👉👈

We talked about Oscar before, and we have already established that he gives off sigma man energy. So, with that in mind, him as a boyfriend won’t be loud, but once you got him... ☝🏻😁

The most casually insane acts of service.

He says the most heinous things with a straight face and lets you suffer before cracking the tiniest smirk.

Forehead kisses but only when he thinks you’re not paying attention + will pretend he didn’t just do it.

Touch-starved but in denial. Acts like he doesn’t care but will literally lean into your hands like a cat (hence Oscat, meow) if you scratch his back or play with his hair.

Serious competitive streak that comes out in the dumbest ways. Let’s say you beat his ass at Mario Kart. He won’t say a word, but you will find yourself mysteriously losing every single round for the rest of your life.

One day he’s roasting you for breathing, the next he’s just staring at you like he physically cannot believe how much he adores you. This comes with 🥺 eyes, be careful.

Late-night cuddles where he pretends he’s asleep just so you don’t make fun of him for holding onto you like a koala 🤍🐨.

Completely unfazed by anything except you. People could be freaking out around him, and he’d just be chilling. Unless you so much as shiver, and suddenly he’s all are you cold? Do you need my jacket? Do you need my soul?

He’s not that talkative, but very touchy. All the time. Anywhere. At least one hand on you. All the time. Anywhere.

Secretly loves when you steal his hoodies, but would never admit it. Just sees you casually wearing them around the house, raises an eyebrow and goes hm, interesting 🤨 that’s mine.

Insane stamina, but would pretend otherwise. Always acts like he’s exhausted, but somehow never taps out first. This goes hand in hand with his competitiveness.

Will act like he’s not paying attention but remembers every tiny detail about you.

Would let you paint his nails if it made you happy.

Looks like an angel but has the most sinful hands. And arms. And thighs. And, and, and!

He also secretly enjoys being the little spoon, but will deny it with his last breath.

Lando’s version 🤍

See also: TTT'S GUIDE TO HOW OSCAR CAN RIZZ YOU UP WITHOUT EVEN TRYING

[babybearnation]

Charles Leclerc x Motogp!reader, you get in a crash and he’s worried (you’re fine tho)

-🐨

im so fucking obsessed with motogp rn, u have no idea

charles leclerc x gn!motogp!reader (crash headcanons)

you raced for aprilia in 2025, moving over from bk8 gresini after a mid-tier 2024 season

charles had supported your team swap, encouraging you to chase a better path in the sport you loved

aprilia was the better choice for you and instantly, within the first few races of the season, you felt at home and at ease

you were consistently earning points, even earning a few podiums here and there

charles was so proud of you and looked forward to when he could visit your races and cheer you on

its during the f1 summer break that charles finally gets to go to a race of yours

you were racing in austria and charles was excited to visit the red bull ring again, even if he was there only a month or so prior

you were doing okay during the practice sessions, sitting middle of the pack for all three sessions

you didn't make it into q2, but you qualified p13 and were ready to fight for places and points

things were going well - you were 13 laps in, 15 left to go, and you had managed to climb into p10

you were fighting biastianini for 9th place when it all went wrong

you tried an overtake on turn 6 and were positive you'd gotten it before you felt the bike go from underneath you

you rolled and bounced off the floor, your bike clattering by your head, debris skimming your visor

stewards rushed over to help you and you managed to stand up, thankfully pain free, but you were so upset

how could you crash like this?!

charles was in the garage, watching with bated breath and tearful eyes, absolutely terrified

you seemed okay but charles knew from years of racing that some injuries were easy to hide or hard to spot

and adrenaline could muffle pain for ages

you were escorted back to the garages where you shared a soft smile with charles before you had to go to medical

they checked you over, confirming you were fine before allowing you to return to your gp room

charles was already there, practically pacing a hole in the floor, but he stopped when he saw you

he instantly demanded to know if you were okay, and when you say that you are, charles breaks

in between tears, charles babbles out how scared he was and how he was glad you were okay

you have to comfort him with kisses and cuddles before he relaxes

both of you are so tired after that you agree to take a nap together, momentarily ignoring your media duties

© all rights to babybearnation 2025.

[diqldrunks]

my babies :)

[fcb-mv33]

That’s a girl dad😭😭😭

(Verstappennews)

[httpiastri]

Jack doohan I'm so sorry but I've been charmed by a certain Argentinian Williams driver 🫶🏻🩷 - 🐨

oh nooo does that mean he's all mine? oh noooooo poor me and poor him………..😝😝

[77tahlias-obsessions14]

Let's Fucking Go Oscar P1 BayBay. I'm so Fucking proud of my favourite Aussie. He absolutely deserves the win.

[diqldrunks]

i need to be sedated i need to be locked up

“fucking finally, jesus”

[mixedstyles]

I wanna know if the girl who posted this photo was aware it would go viral on f1 smau tumblr

[koalapastries]

STILL ME

trans ftm!formula one x male!reader

request: Hello how are you doing I hope you are doing great and can you ftm drivers reacting to their husbands shaving his beard and their child didn't recognise him so they started crying loudly none stop and can you include lewis Hamilton,Jenson Button, Sebastian vettel, Nico rosberg and kimi raikkonen ↳🐨

summary: your baby doesn’t recognise you

warnings: mild angst to fluff, probably overboard, very mild suggestive content (seb), mild implication of autistic!seb + autistic!reader (seb)

contains: jenson button, kimi raikkonen, + sebastian vettel

word count: 1,468 (total — 412/486/570 separately)

jenson button:

jenson knew you were shaving. with summer just around the corner, your beard was getting a little too hot for comfort. your baby wasn’t yet a year old. for most, if not all, of their short little life, you’d had a full set of facial hair. they had only really learned how to recognise your face with a beard.

so, when you shaved, it was a little confusing for your bub.

seeing your baby for the first time in the morning was something you were cautiously optimistic for. you’d seen the many videos online of dads shaving and then having their babies not recognise them. you had braced yourself for a bad reaction. you just hadn’t quite braced yourself enough. you had expected a bit of uncertainty and maybe a little crying, because your baby was (generally) pretty friendly.

except that wasn’t what happened. they saw you without a beard for the first time, took a few seconds to process, and then started scream-crying. just what you wanted first thing in the morning. jenson came barrelling into the room seconds later. it only took a moment before he burst out laughing because he realised that the baby was only crying because of your (lack of a) beard.

“so helpful, jense, thank you,” you muttered sarcastically and crouched down in front of your baby’s crib. softening your voice to a coo, you poked just one finger through the bars for the baby to see. “it’s okay, little one. still daddy, just … without the itchy hair.”

“you’re welcome, love!”

jenson’s cheerful comment was followed by him crouching beside you and leaning into your side. “all good, bub. see?”

turning his head, jenson gave you an over-dramatised kiss—complete with a loud mwah! sound—to show your baby that you were the same person. of the two of you, jenson had definitely cornered the “dad jokes” part of fatherhood. it wasn’t that you never told any. he just insisted on saying them all. the. time. which included big overdramatic kisses for you and baby, and only you and baby.

your baby looked between the two of you for another second. you could practically see the gears turning in their little head before they finally stopped crying. quiet sniffles and hiccups filled the silence of the nursery as you stood up and lifted your now-relaxed baby into your arms.

“see? still me,” you murmured, pulling a funny face as both your baby and your husband giggled.

kimi raikkonen:

kimi woke up to crying.

in the last six months or so, that had become the norm. days where he woke up before the baby were few and far between but oh so sweet. a tired grumble later, he was up and trudging down the hall to the nursery. kimi smiled slightly when he heard your voice mixed with the baby’s crying. usually, a couple lines of a lullaby from you and your baby would be blinking sleepily. not today.

“morning, love.”

your voice was mildly stressed, surprising kimi. though not as much as he was about to be. you turned around. suddenly, the reason for the baby’s crying became quite clear to your husband.

“you shaved,” he said bluntly.

“i did.”

“baby doesn’t like it.”

a quiet huff and a roll of your eyes as you bounced the distressed infant helplessly. “you don’t say.”

kimi reached forward and took the baby out of your arms, pausing quickly to blow a raspberry on their tummy before settling them on his hip. he helped their little arm point at you with a small smile. “who’s that?”

your baby's cries quieted once they were in the arms of someone they recognised. they looked at you cautiously. it broke your heart, seeing your own child looking at you like you were a stranger, but you understood. they were too young to appreciate the subtler differences in people’s faces, so your beard had been a defining feature. now that it was gone, they may as well have never seen you before.

“that’s daddy,” kimi supplied, still helping the baby point at you.

your baby seemed to recognise the title and looked around hopefully. when kimi guided them back to you, they shook their little head and started crying again.

“no, baby, it’s okay,” you murmured, still keeping your distance so as not to spook the little one. “daddy, see?”

grabbing a nearby blanket, you lifted it to cover your mouth and nose. it was a familiar sight for the baby after many months of peek-a-boo. once they recognised the top part of your face, you slowly lowered the cloth. no sudden movements. dropping it too quickly would just make the baby—who had yet to understand the concept of object permanence—think their daddy had disappeared and been replaced by the same scary stranger. by lowering it slowly and allowing your baby to slowly add your now-clean shaven features to what they associated with you, the crying came to a slow stop.

kimi was rather amused by the whole display. on the one hand, it was sweet how far you were going to keep your baby comfortable. on the other, it was somewhat hilarious to see a grown man slowly revealing his face from behind a baby blanket.

“there we go, huh?” you smiled, tickling the baby’s tummy once they would finally let you get closer without screaming. “still daddy. promise.”

sebastian vettel:

sebastian had been complaining about your facial hair for weeks. sure, it was hot and you looked great, but he was getting sick of rashes on his face (and his thighs). so, you finally decided to get rid of it. the only problem was that neither of you had considered how your baby would react. at eight months old, they weren’t quite at the point of recognises faces with slightly altered features. they’d still get a little confused when they saw you or seb with sunglasses or a mask.

you’d had your beard for their whole short life—literally, you’d stopped shaving after they were born—so it was understandable that the change was quite a shock for them.

your husband knew you had shaved the night before. of course he did. seb had insisted on sitting on the bathroom counter and shaving your beard himself. he claimed he was just making sure you really did get rid of it. you knew it was just an excuse for him to kiss you and touch your face a lot without feeling parent guilt. still, you didn’t argue or correct him. you’d take whatever quiet time you could get together.

all of this to say that, when he awoke to your baby’s cries and your distressed voice trying to comfort them, it took a total of three seconds before seb understood. instead of helping, he just laughed. it wasn’t deliberate. he didn’t like that either you or your baby were upset. it was just funny to him that both of you had somehow forgotten to consider how your child would feel about the change. if they were anything like either of you, you probably could’ve guessed that the answer would be: not well.

“stop laughing!” you called out, already carrying your baby down the hallway to the bedroom you shared with seb. “this is not funny!”

seb sighed and wiped the tears of mirth out of the corners of his eyes. when you appeared in the doorway, holding a baby who very clearly didn’t want to be held by you, it took all of his willpower not to burst out laughing again.

“oh, i’m sorry, maus,” seb cooed, taking the infant out of your arms and bouncing them gently. momentarily, you were distracted by the movement of his hips. “does daddy look different?”

“it’s papa’s fault!”

“it is not!” seb gasped dramatically. “lies and slander.”

“you were the one who demanded that i shave and now our baby hates me.”

in that moment, seb seemed to realise how much of a toll the situation was taking on you. your hand raked through and tugged at your hair, making you look even more dishevelled, and the signature first-time-parent dark circles under your eyes seemed more and more prominent by the minute. it wasn’t hard to see how having your own child not recognise you would be … well, somewhat stressful.

“hey, maus, it’s okay.” seb slowly walked closer to you before leaning forward and kissing your cheek. the way he did it was overdramatised to make sure the baby would catch every movement. “it’s your daddy, yes?”

after a few more tries, your little maus had calmed down enough to let you hold them again. unsurprisingly, crying so much so early in the morning had been quite tiring, and they promptly fell asleep in your arms.

smiling softly, you kissed seb’s forehead. “thank you.”

©koalapastries :: please do not copy or rewrite my work on any platform !!

author’s note: thank you to milo for listening to me complain about having writer’s block for ages, and thank you to r/germany for helping me find parental nicknames for german kids :D haven’t done lewis + nico bc i wasn’t sure how to write them accurately for this.

comments + reblogs appreciated !!

taglist: @raizelchrysanderoctavius @crispysoup318 @op-81-lvr-reblogs @ncrsbrg @spoonfulofmilo @justaf1girl @widow-cevans

[cosmicarcar]

plot twist: the mic was a love detector

[diqldrunks]

<3

[trashytracktales]

Can't wait for you to see the one lil video of Lando walking into the paddock.

In my defense. It looked at me first!!!

GUYS!! He looks so good I’m sobbing. What’s in the Melbourne air I’m so fr 🫵🏻😐

Look at that criminal walk, and the way that sweater hangs off him, knowing damn well there’s nothing underneath?? Also the curls?? The lack of respect for MY well-being I swear.

[diqldrunks]

“happy with what i did 🙂”

oscs you cutie