#mick schumacher x yn

[old-lorarri]

꒰꒰ ‧₊˚𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐀𝐒 ─ 𝐌𝐒𝟒𝟕 ˚₊· ꒱꒱

─ summary . . . ❨ everybody’s fav couple is back at it again on this episode of introducing white boy to desi things and today it’s henna ❩  ─ pairing . . . ❨ mick schumacher x fem! desi! gf! reader ❩  ─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩  ─ author note . . . ❨ the request was super vague and short so in response you get a vague and short fic cuz I’m in a creative slump rn so sorry but hope you enjoy! ❩

❨ taglist | masterlist ❩

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yourinstagram when your bf let's you put henna designs on him >>>

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mickschumacher stunning, but not more than you ❤️

mickschumacher happy to help my love 😌 ⤷ user god help me this man is so wipped

user that is the most seasoned white boy ever 🔥😮‍💨

user but does he like spicy food 🧐 ⤷ yourinstagram he will when I'm done with him ☺️

user don't mind me just crying about how fucking single I feel rn 😭😭😮‍💨

user asked my bf if i could do this on him he said no 😕 ⤷ yourinstagram dump his ass 💅✨

user I'm gonna tell my kids this was romeo and juliet

user okay but mother slayed with those designs though ✨✨✨ liked by yourinstagram

user turing him into a seasoned white boy I see 👀 ⤷ yourinstagram as one should to there white men which means basically spill the whole spice cupboard on them and hope they turn out okay 😅

user ate and left no crumbs 😌

user god just get married already 😩😩😩

user CUTEST COUPLE EVER 💞💞💞

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─ requested by . . .

anon ─ hello!! idk if ur asks are open or closed rn but could you please please pretty please do a desi reader and mick fic?

[holllandtrash]

in you, i trust | mick schumacher social media au

pairing: mick schumacher x reader

after the it couple of formula 1 go months without any interactions, the fans start to speculate what's going on. there's no way mick and you are over...right?

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wagupdatesf1 (ex?)Girlfriend of Mercedes Reserve Driver, Mick Schumacher seen with a man during her Cabo trip - pictures taken 14 hours apart

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orangelando "with a man" YOU MEAN DEVIN BOOKER

44hamilton how does she go from f1 driver and certified lover boy mick to a phoenix suns basketball player HOW DO THEY EVEN KNOW EACH OTHER

mickisbabyboy so does this mean her and mick are over...? 🥺

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yourusername

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yourusername i'm doing better than i ever was

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schumyys only here to see if mick commented

boxboxpls remember when mick used to comment 500 heart eye emojis i miss those days

sebbymick am i reading into the caption too much or is this her fr announcing she's single

f1

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f1 Mick Schumacher is going to drive father Michael's @mercedesamgf1 W02 from the 2011 season at the Goodwood Festival of Speed! ✨

Now this, is special 🥹

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mercedesamgf1 can't wait to see it!!

formulafanclub sooo exciting!!! complimentary tissues better be given with each ticket purchase

wtf1jemma so if yn doesn't show up to the goodwood festival of speed then we know something's up

mercedesamgf1

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mercedesamgf1 Blimey! It’s British GP Race Week at Silverstone. ❤️🤍💙

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freepracticespls Y/N LIKED THE PHOTO THIS IS GOOD RIGHT

lewishamilton ❤️

lightsoutmick if y/n isn't there this weekend i will actually throw myself onto the track at lights out she HAS to be there

yourusername

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yourusername good vibes good friends good city

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whoislewis it has officially been 5 months since we got any mick content from y/n

formulanever no i think it's been 6

samgoesracing BESTIE ARE YOU STILL WITH MICK OR NOT

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yourusername

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yourusername As many of you know, I spent majority of 2021 and 2022 traveling the world with Mick for formula 1. Because of that, my life was put on hold. While I cherish those days, I lost sight of who I was. 

Six months ago, Mick and I amicably decided to take a break. While the decision wasn’t easy, it was what was best for both of us as we both were in transitional points in our lives. During this time, I have traveled the world, for myself, and started to journal what I learned from locals, friends and strangers. Early on into this journey, I realized that my experiences were something that should be shared as I know we all go through times times when we feel lost and unsure of who we are. 

‘In Me, I Trust’ is available now and is a collection of my stories, thoughts and advice. I hope you take what you need from it ♡ 

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dbook 10/10 stars

yourusername dev you're only saying that because there's a whole page dedicated to you dbook only a page??? i thought i had a whole chapter

slowdowninthepits SHE WAS WRITING A BOOK THIS WHOLE TIME!! sneaky sneaky

kissformick wait so does this mean her and mick are officially over 🥺🥺🥺 we really are children of divorce

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher worth the wait

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paddockbabes THE BOOK WAS WORTH THE WAIT OR SHE WAS

hamilgrussell IS THAT AN OLD PICTURE OR A NEW ONE I CAN'T TELL

0304mclarenss stop did y/n really send him a personalized copy im sobbing

ricciardoscafe "much like this book has found its way to you, i know my love will too" THAT MEANS THEY'RE GETTING BACK TOGETHER RIGHT?? RIGHT???/ SAY YES RIGHT NOW

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yourusername in you, i trust

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mickschumacher did you re-name your book?

yourusername no that's the sequel, limited copies though, probably just for your eyes only

mcnorris all is right in the world!! mom and dad are reunited!!!

lovelylewis only y/n would write a book on being single and how to grow while being alone and then go right back to mick

formulanever i don't blame her

haven't done a smau in a while, hope ya'll liked it ♡

[f1haaland]

𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 / 𝑴𝑺𝟒𝟕

pairing: mick schumacher x fem!reader

summary: in which mick launch his shy girlfriend on social media and the fans get intrigued.

warnings: fans stalking.

reblogs, feedbacks and likes are appreciated. support your content creators!! 🫶🏽

— social media au | face claim: india amarteifio

➜ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚 𝟏 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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mickschumacher just posted a story

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mickschumacher Pets Thursday.

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gina_schumacher Love these babies!

itscarlando cute cat mick!! what's it's name?

⤷ mickschumacher It's a he! His name is Dante!

mercedes4life MICK YOU GOT A CAT???

⤷ mickschumacher He's my girlfriend's!

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mickschumacher art admiring art.

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micksmile she's pretty!! post pictures of her face!

lovelyleclerc why doesn't y/n open her acc? we want to give her some love too

⤷ mickschumacher She's just shy, but she's thinking about opening it soon.

scuderiatifosi so happy for you mick!

schumacher47 what does Y/n work with?

⤷ mickschumacher Y/n is a veterinarian but I keep saying she should be a model.

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mickschumacher Wasteland, baby! track 11.

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georgerussell63 Great song, mate 👍🏻

russellsimp omg mick's a hozier stan?

⤷ mickschumacher I am now. My girl is a huge fan.

mickschumacher just posted a story.

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ynslittleworld they're the same

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littlemickie more mick content yes yes

lhdr3ams lovely cat, y/n!

mickschumacher Dante is prettier

⤷ ynslittleworld he's a bit narcissist so he probably agrees

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mickschumacher Picnic date with my two girls.

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ynslittleworld 🫶🏽🐶🤎

gina_schumacher I miss you guys!!

⤷ ynslittleworld We miss you too ginny!!!

luvsainz55 you guys make a beautiful couple!!

susie_wolff Lovely couple! Better treat her right, Mick.

⤷ mickschumacher haha, thanks! You got it, lady boss 🫡❤️

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ynslittleworld you're my favorite hozier song.

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mickschumacher Which one am I?

⤷ ynslittleworld i love them all but you're Sunlight

⤷ mickschumacher Good choice, schatz 🥰

[httpiastri]

hi hii, congratulations on 1.5k <33 could i request a santa tell me with friends to lovers!lando and the prompts pulling them in by their tie, face squishing and “can you call me that again?” if you get the vibe im going for, you’re actually amazing!!

(originally i wanted to request for mick but then i realised you didn’t write for him 😕)

hello love! thank you!! <3 okay so i did do this for mick, hope that's okay. i was thinking kinda haas&childhood friend!mick and teammate!reader. also, i combined this with another request, so i decided to take out the face squishing.... hope you enjoy!! 💓

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you and mick were supposed to meet up in the hotel lobby fifteen minutes ago, so that you could go to the team dinner together. but he never showed up, which kind of worries you – he isn't usually late like this.

it's even more worrying that he isn't opening it, or even making an effort to let you know that he's alive, when you bang on his door.

luckily for you, you and mick always exchange key cards in case of an emergency. it's something you've done since you started racing together as teenagers – half for the humor in waking the other in the middle of the night, half for actual emergencies – and for the first time in a while, the key comes in handy.

"mick, we were supposed to leave like fifteen minutes ago," you say the second you storm into his room, seeing that he's alive and clearly well. his broad back facing you as he stands in front of a mirror. "aren't you done?"

he slowly turns around, an exhausted look on his face. "i can't..." a groan slips past his lips, and when your eyes wander down from his face to his hands, you suddenly understand the reason behind his delay. an undone tie hangs loosely over his shoulders, mick's fingers holding onto the material.

"do you seriously not know how to tie a tie?" you ask, shaking your head as you step towards him. "here, let me."

he lets out a breath of relief when you reach for the fabric, visibly relaxing as you get to work. "i usually wear a bowtie, you know."

"mhm. that's a great excuse for not knowing basic etiquette." the tie is done in seconds, and you pat his shoulder to let him know. "all done, sweetheart."

the moment the pet name slips past your lips, you freeze.

you hadn't intended to say it, it just happened. maybe you've been thinking of him as your sweetheart in your mind too much that it felt natural to say it. either way, there's no going back now – all you can do is try to pretend like it never happened.

you hadn't realized until now how close you're standing; the proximity is killing you. his gaze burns through you and you can practically feel the heat from his body, contributing to your increasingly red cheeks. you step back, turning your head towards the bed as you speak up again. "so... are you ready, then?"

"is that like a friendly nickname?" mick's voice is usually like music to your ears, but right now, you wish he just hadn't said anything. "or..."

what is he thinking? is he serious? unfortunately, you don't quite think through your next words, either, again just speaking on instinct. "yeah, i just go around casually calling all of my friends sweetheart."

your words are dripping with sarcasm – and yet, he apparently doesn't notice. you look back at him just in time to catch how something about his demeanor changes; he looks down at the floor with a slight nod of his head, his lips pressed into a straight line. "okay..."

"are you stupid or something?" his eyebrows shoot up as he stares at you.

how is he not getting this?

you shake your head, sighing in frustration. you've already gone this far, you've already screwed up, so you can't possibly make anything worse now, right? "i don't call just anyone sweetheart. it's-" you take a deep breath. "we should really get going, mick."

just as you turn towards the door, his hand reaches for your hip, pulling you back to his body. suddenly, your body is almost pressed up against his, with both of his hands holding onto your sides. mick's gaze flickers between your eyes and your lips, and then something in him must've just said fuck it, because he leans down to you, sealing his lips with yours.

it takes a few moments before your mind connects the dots and reacts to his kiss, but when you do, you kiss him back instantly. it's not a long kiss, but the surprise of it has you gasping when he pulls away. the two of you just watch each other for a second, before matching sets of grins appear on your faces.

"can you call me that again?" his voice is lower than before, almost cautious, but it doesn't take long before you react.

you tilt your head, your hand coming up to wrap around his tie. "sweetheart," you coo before pulling him down to you again by his tie, pressing your mouth to his. "my sweetheart mick."

your last words are spoken against his lips, not wanting to part for even a second. you've dreamed of this moment for so many years, and now that you're finally here, the last thing you want is to let it slip through your fingers.

but the outside world, including your whole team, is still waiting on you on the other side of those doors. unwillingly, you part from the kiss, blinking up at him. "this was great and all, but-" you pause when you make contact with his big, blue eyes, easily getting lost in them and trailing off. "we really should get going now, mick..."

"ah, yes." there's a nod of his head and he smiles, leaning forward to press his lips to your forehead. "we will definitely talk about this later, though?"

"definitely. maybe even a repeat..."

"not just maybe. surely."

[waratah-vroom]

Good Vibes (ms47)

Liked by yourusername, schumiangel and 485,208 others f1: Haas will not be renewing their contract with Mick Schumacher for the 2023 season. There is currently no word on the German driver's future on the grid for next year.

yourusername: 😇😇😇 ↳ ms47fangirl: gurl what does this mean???

haassucks: Glad to see Schumacher leaving that toxic work environment. Hopefully he finds somewhere better.

guentherhater: FINALLY! He deserves so much more than fucking Steiner.

f1wags: aw I'm going to miss yourusername's petty stories hating on Guenther

mercedesamgf1 and mickschumacher

Liked by georgerussell63, f1 and 1,482,405 others mercedesamgf1: signed ✍️ We are happy to announce our 2023 reserve driver, mickschumacher!

yourusername: Looking good in black baby 🖤 ↳ mickschumacher: 💕

lewishamilton: Welcome to the team, mate!

jackdoohan: Congrats brother 💪

gina_schumacher: We're all so proud Mick

Tagged: mickschumacher Liked by estebanocon, schumiangel and 17,482 others yourusername: Well deserved break with my boy ❄️

jackdoohan: I can't believe you chose snow over coming to the beach with me 😠 ↳ yourusername: we land in Australia next week!

gina_schumacher: Did he manage to get off the lift without faceplanting? ↳ yourusername: 🤐 ↳ mickschumacher: Stop giving her ideas, Hase! That happened once gina_schumacher and I was 12.

“You seem happy.”

Mick sighed contently, his head resting on your lap as the two of you stretched out in front of the fire. Snow was falling outside the large windows, but you were nice and toasty wrapped up in a blanket with your furnace of a boyfriend in your arms.

“I am happy. I’m with you. Alone in the mountains with no one to bother us.”

“Yeah,” you nodded, but that wasn’t what you meant. “I meant in general. You seem happier than you were last month. More relaxed.”

He rolled over so his blue eyes met yours, his lower lip between his teeth. “You mean since Haas fired me.”

“Baby,” you fought off the eye roll. “If they hadn’t fired you, you would have quit.”

“I wouldn’t have-”

“You should have. They treated you like shit.”

“At least I was on the grid.”

“But was it worth it?” He was silent. You’d been having a version of this conversation since 2021. “Was it really worth being blamed for their failure just so you could drive?”

He leant back into your hand that was scratching his head, almost cat-like as his eyes fluttered closed. “I guess not.”

“And if you hadn’t left, you wouldn’t have been given the opportunity that you have now at Mercedes.”

“I know, I just hate when you’re right.”

“I’m right all the time.”

“Yeah and I hate it,” he opened one eye, a grin spreading across his face.

“Fine, if you hate it so much I won’t show you the new things I bought from Agent Provocateur.”

“Wait, don’t they make lingerie?” You didn’t respond, picking your phone up from next to you and opening instagram. “Hase? They make lingerie, right?” You could see the desperation on his face from the corner of your eyes and couldn’t help the small smile edging its way on your lips. “Baby, I’m sorry, you know I was joking. Come on, you have to show me what you bought. Please? I’ll do anything.”

That piqued your interest. He rarely needed to beg you as you usually gave in straight away, so this was a nice change. “Anything?”

“Anything.”

Liked by ms47fangirl, schumiangel and 340,274 others mercedesamgf1: Mick's first visit to Brackley as our official reserve driver!

micklover: can't wait to see him do a test drive!

yourusername: I know I shouldn't be thirsting over my boyfriend in his workplace's insta comments but 🥵 ARMS ↳ f1wags: where's the lie tho

yourusername: p.s I'm so happy to have my smiley boy back 🥰 Liked by mercedesamgf1

Liked by gina_schumacher, carmenmmundt and 20,382 others yourusername: It's race week so here's your regularly scheduled wag content ✨ Also thanks Mercedes - this was the first race in a long time I didn't get heartburn!

mercedesamgf1: Glad we could give you a stress free weekend 👍 Liked by yourusername & mickschumacher

mickschumacher: 🐰 Liked by yourusername

schumiangel: it's giving merc girlie ↳ yourusername: nah I'm a mick girlie 💕 ↳ micklover: shut the fuck up that is the cutest answer

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Made to order for @alilstressyandlotdepressy for my perfume collection xx

ﾟ｡ ⋆ mags' radio: this one was short and sweet bc i didn't have much inspiration. I was originally intending for this to be a steiner hate piece but i've seen so many of those around that i couldn't think of anything that hadn't already been said. I have plans for a Mick x Wolff!reader miniseries and a Vettel!reader miniseries, as well as a cute little smutty prequel to Green Thumb. If you're interested in my future stuff join my taglist! ⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡

taglist: @fulla02reads @flowerchild-96 @camillalarke @cool-ultra-nerd @azxulaa @booksobsess @formulakay3 @moonvr @chonkybonky @peachiicherries @toalltheboyswhowastedmytime @lilacsimps @love4lando @lunnnix @cinderellawithashoe @ferrariloverr @chasing-liberosis @mickslover @noncannonships

[leclercinvegas]

FEARLESS - instagram au

who: mick schumacher x vettle!reader

author's note: tbh he is the whole reason i'm starting this series. tbh idk what era mick is in for this imagine, but just go with it. also some of my fav other people are in this cause i thought it would have been cute. pretend the last pic is mick instead of pierre

summary: everyone can see the spark between the childhood best friends.

warnings: none

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mickschumacher: being home means angie playtime

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user1: awww his dog is so cute!

user2: i want to steal her

ynvettle: please tell angie i miss her so much.

mickschumacher: you were here literally 15 minutes ago

ynvettle: your point? im coming over again.

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ynvettle: cause she doesn't get your humor like i do

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landonorris: you got a dog, any reason why?

user3: shes literally so gorgeous

yourbestfriend: you're my dorothea

mickschumacher: where are my photo credits for 3 of these pictures.

ynvettle: up my butt

mickschumacher: very mature yn

ynvettle: why thank you mr schumacher

jackhughes: come back to the lake house

ynvettle: ill be there in 2 weeks dont worry and im bringing a friend if thats okay

jackhughes: most definitely, the more the merrier

user4: jack and mick meetup? are my worlds colliding?

trevorzegras: you better visit soon

ynvettle: well if you're at the lake house ill see you then you silly goose

jamie.drysdale: i miss you y/n

ynvettle: i miss you more jamjam

user5: since when has y/n known all these hockey players?

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mickschumacher: made some new friends and new memories too

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jackhughes: please come back next summer

mickschumacher: @ynvettle look i made a good impression! i would love to come back!

ynvettle: i figured you would make a good impression. i dont know why you were so worried

user7: oh my god. lake house. mick and y/n. with y/n's friends. things are happening. idk what things are but they're happening

ynvettle: i had the time of my life with you. im so glad you got to meet everyone :)

user8: please tell me thats y/n in the firework picture. please.

sebastianvettle: staying safe i hope

mercedesamgf1: hope you're having fun mick!

trevorzegras: come back mick mouse please.

yourbestfriend: hm interesting choice of pictures mick

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ynvettle: wild hockey boys at candian gp

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ynvettle: come feel this magic i've been feeling since i met you, can't help it if there's no one else <3

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mickschumacher: its been years in the making

jackhughes: oh my god finally.

sebastainvettle: i knew this was going to happen at some point. @mickschumacher treat her well.

trevorzegras: please tell me mick mouse asked you and you didnt ask him

ynvettle: thats a secret that ill never tell

jamie.drysdale: i miss you again

ynvettle: ill come back soon or you could always come here jamjam

yourbestfriend: your friends to lovers dream has come true

mickschumacher: what??

ynvettle: why did you have to say that.

[vettelsvee]

LET ME TAKE CARE OF YOU | Mick Schumacher

f1 masterlist

mick x uni!reader

word count: 1602

warnings: mention of period cramps, reader being sick, just fluff and cute in general (i think). use of y/n y/l/n

you can send your one shots requests here! feedback is truly appreciated! <3

University was not an easy path to tread, and much less so if you were studying Medicine.

Y/N Y/L/N sat at her small desk, curled up in her chair as she gazed at the plethora of notes and books from different subjects overflowing the tiny space. With her eyes fixed on a Gynecology topic, her favorite subject, she attempted to summon concentration, failing in the attempt because it was undeniable that something was wrong with her.

The truth was unquestionable that the Swedish girl wasn't feeling well because it wasn't just the stress of final exams consuming her: her period had decided to arrive that same early morning, greeting her with a strong abdominal pain that had barely allowed her to sleep; apart from that, just a few hours after managing to fall asleep, she was awakened by sweats.

In those moments, the girl was aware that she needed to stop because she felt exhausted, the headache was getting heavier, and discomfort was increasingly present in her body. All of that was starting to take its toll on her, but she couldn't afford to give up everything when there were just a few days left until the start of the end-of-term holiday.

Come on, Y/N, she thought to herself as a sharp pain made itself known in her abdomen. You're strong, capable of this and much more.

Suddenly, as if destiny were alerting her to take a break, her mobile phone began to vibrate, indicating an incoming video call with Mick.

"Hey, Mick," the young woman responded after accepting the call, her voice subdued.

Schumacher sensed that something wasn't going well for his partner.

"Hey, love," he responded sweetly, showing concern, "what's wrong?"

Y/N sighed, trying her best to hide the truth from her boyfriend, who already had enough worries as the Mercedes reserve driver to now concern himself with a simple ailment. She timidly ran her hand over her forehead, feeling the temperature starting to rise.

"Mick, really, it's nothing..."

"Y/N," the boy interrupted her, "you have bright eyes, accompanied by quite concerning dark circles. Have you been studying all night?"

Y/L/N hated that the son of a certain seven-time world champion driver knew her so well.

"No," she affirmed, "but I'm not feeling very well. This final exam season is killing me, almost literally, because the subjects are very difficult, and I feel like I'm not cut out for what I'm studying. And also add to that that last night my fantastic period started, and if that wasn't enough, I started to get a fever."

"Have you been to the doctor?" Schumacher asked, even though he knew the answer.

"No, I haven't had time either," the brunette responded curtly. "Please, Mick, I've been studying almost twelve hours a day for almost three weeks. I'm trying to study as much as possible, and I feel less and less capable of passing the subjects."

Mick nodded, understanding.

"I get it, even though I haven't been through the same thing as you, but you can't ignore the signals your body is sending you. You come first, and even though it's hard for you to accept it and deny it to me, exams can wait."

"No, honey, no," Y/N shook her head, affirming what Mick was thinking. "I've been trying to study, but all I've done is reread the notes over and over."

"Well, then focus on resting even if it's just this afternoon, okay? Don't worry about anything, your recovery comes first, darling."

As the conversation between the couple progressed, they began to talk about more mundane topics, such as the couple's upcoming vacation destination or the status of the boy's family.

Once they finished the call, and without much thought, Mick decided to prepare a surprise for his girlfriend to help her calm down as much as possible so she could recover as soon as possible. Therefore, he left his house without explaining to anyone and immediately got into his car, heading to the nearest shopping center.

With a mischievous smile on his face as he crossed the doors of the venue, Schumacher quickly made his way to get what he had planned to buy so he could pay for it as soon as possible and then quickly get to Y/N's house. After passing through the self-checkout with a large amount of her favorite chocolates, a bouquet of tulips, and a book she had been eager to have, he put everything in a paper bag decorated with kittens and headed back to his car.

As he was on his way to his girlfriend's house, Mick thought about the surprise and joy that would bring to Y/N as soon as she saw him standing in front of her door. The young man knew that, in terms of what he could give her, it wasn't much; but he was sure that what would make Clara happiest was the thoughtfulness and effort that the reserve driver had put into it.

After parking in a nearby parking lot near the apartment building where the girl lived, Mick took the bag and his nerves began to grow, although he walked towards the house with determination. Once he arrived, he placed the bag behind his back, so it wouldn't be visible at first, and stealthily knocked on the door.

"Seriously, if you're someone here to sell me an air fryer, I don't want it, okay? I'm a humble student living off scholarships..."

When Y/N opened the door, she couldn't articulate a word: seeing her boyfriend standing there, in front of her, was certainly not what she expected on that fateful day. Her eyes filled with joy, and tears even welled up.

"Mick!" the brunette exclaimed as she gave him a tight hug. "What are you doing here?" she asked, unable to contain her smile.

After finishing the warm hug, the boy handed her the bag, which Y/N began to open quickly and took out each of the items it contained. As she unpacked, the young man went to get a vase for the flowers so they wouldn't dry out.

"Can't a humble boy from a humble family want to surprise his wonderful girlfriend to lift her spirits?" the young man said as he spoke, while Y/N fetched a vase for the flowers.

Yeah, especially humble..., Y/N muttered to herself.

"You're amazing, Mick," the girl commented, hugging her gifts affectionately. "I can't believe you did this for me despite me talking to you like crap."

The boy moved closer to his partner, taking her hand lovingly.

"Well, I guess that's what you sign up for when you start a relationship, right?" he explained ironically, receiving a playful punch in his arm from Y/N. "But that's not all: I'm going to prepare a bath for you to relax while I make you dinner, okay?"

She approved of the plan because, after trying to continue studying, she hadn't been able to carry on. Her body continued with persistent warnings, to the point where she had noticed small contractions in her chest and even slight dizziness.

With Mick's help, once in the bathroom, she undressed as the water slowly but steadily filled the tub. As soon as the university student's feet touched the warm water, she tried to forget everything during those moments, which she successfully achieved by submerging her body.

Meanwhile, the driver started preparing her girlfriend's favorite dinner: grilled salmon with soy sauce. Despite having little experience in the culinary world, he followed a recipe he found on YouTube step by step, trying not to get frustrated and following everything meticulously. Since Clara hadn't come out yet and he had already prepared everything, he decided to find a series on Netflix that they had both been meaning to watch for some time.

Y/N emerged from the bathroom wearing only a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her wet hair. If she thought her day couldn't get any better, everything Mick had prepared had immediately changed her mind. Mick just looked at her: he knew the girl was excited, and her eyes, though tired, reflected an emotion he had seen when he prepared these kinds of details.

"Come on, sit down, princess," the boy invited, pulling out the chair for her to sit. "All of this is for you, so just enjoy the food, even if it's not very good, and forget about everything."

Although her boyfriend was right and it wasn't by any means the best meal she had ever tasted, she appreciated the effort he had made to turn her day around; besides, the conversations, encouragement, support, and laughter they shared were the best she could accept from Mick.

After cleaning up the mess, the couple lay down on the girl's bed. Y/N rested her head on Mick's chest, and he gently stroked her hair. In those moments, there was no need for words or any other action to know how the other felt at that moment.

Y/N Y/L/N felt secure and, especially, calm, caring less and less about everything she had to study, Mick was aware that he was risking catching a cold, something that wouldn't bode well for his profession, but at that moment it was the least of his concerns. Minutes later, embraced by the warmth of the blankets and each other's arms, sleep invited them to join its embrace.

"Tomorrow will be a better day, especially if I have Mick by my side," wandered through Y/N's mind before Morpheus embraced her in his arms.

[daxerian]

Out of all, you are my favourite flower

Mick Shumacher x Reader

Warnings: FLUFF, and my wonderful grammar😜

Words: it's 3:20am please, this info is too much to ask for

A/N: So basically I'm kinda sick rn again😻🤞🏼 and I was too lazy to write another fic but here I am at 3:20am ❤️

Also I read every comment, inbox message, etc. And I am so incredibly greatful for the ideas, sweet messages and all❤️❤️ and I will be writing soon enough the ideas you guys left on here ‼️ and take care, stay hydrated and don't lose your lip balm!!! Now enjoy reading 🧁

Mick Schumacher dashed into the quiet flower shop, his racing heart matching his hurried footsteps. He had promised his friend a gift for the birthday party they were attending, but in his rush, he had forgotten to buy one. His eyes scanned the vibrant display of blooms, searching for the perfect gift.

"Excuse me, do you need any help?" a sweet voice called out from behind the counter. "Um, well yes! I'm attending a birthday party and I forgot to buy a gift in all that rush, would you mind helping in any sort of way?" Mick was honestly surprised he could say more than one sentence without stuttering because, in his eyes, he was talking to the most beautiful woman ever to walk on earth.

"Well, to save you some time, you can pick one of the pre-made flowers we made this morning or you could pick some flowers and we can do a custom bouquet for you." Y/N softly told Mick the two options he could pick from with a smile on her face. "If we did a custom one, how long would it take?" Mick asked her, "About 10 minutes? It also depends on what kind of bouquet and how many types of flowers you want" Y/N once again answered softly with a happy face.

"Ooh, I'm afraid I don't have a lot of time to wait out for that custom one" Mick told her, "Oh, no worries! You can take a look and pick out one of the pre-made ones" Y/N told Mick with this tone in her voice that made Mick feel this weird but in a good way..

"These are all so beautiful too, which one do you like the most?" Mick asked Y/N, of course, he would go with the classic red roses but he wanted to talk to her more, "Well I would choose the one with peonies and irises, since it's giving such a fresh look and never looks bad anywhere you know? And it's also one of my favorites so that's the other reason" Mick listened to Y/N carefully, making mental notes to himself that Y/N likes peonies and irises together.

"I'll gladly take them then" Mick smiled while looking at her. "Perfect choice! That would be 27 euros" Y/N told him. Mick paid, thanked Y/N for her time and was now rushing to the party destination.

"Honey, I bet he's gonna come soon again" Y/N's colleague and friend, Layla, told her once Mick left the shop. "And what do you mean by that Lala?" Y/N asked Layla with curiosity in her. "He was looking at you like you were some kind of goddess, and with these big love heart eyes" Layla was now excited to tease her friend a bit, since she only told the truth, she could have all that fun in the world.

"He wasn't! He needed help and I helped him, that's part of our job you know?" Y/N told her, trying to deny the fact that Mick was looking at her like that. "Now what exactly are you trying to deny?" Layla asked Y/N, raising her eyebrow because she saw all of those lovie-dovie looks he was giving her friend. "Nothing Lala! I'm just saying the basic facts, he needed help and that's what I did, helped him" Y/N told her.

"So you are telling me that a man that's in a rush stops his spinning world just to talk to you more? Girl, you know damn well that if someone is in a rush they just pick out these pre-made flowers that we put our souls into, pay and leave, running to their destination so they can look like they are on time. And that man stopped his rush mode to listen to you, to adore your passion about this whole flower business, and I'm telling you, he'll come back soon" Layla just told her friend the truth, she wanted Y/N to understand that the stranger that came to the shop was gonna return, for her.

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2 weeks passed and Layla was right. Mick Schumacher was back in the flower shop again, but this time more chilled with no intention of rushing to get somewhere. "Hello, how was your day so far?" Mick asked Y/N with a smile on his face, "Welcome again! I'm feeling perfect, what can I help you with today?" Y/N was happy to see Mick back in the shop, but she also knew that Layla wouldn't shut up about how right she was.

"Could we do a custom bouquet today?" Mick asked, "I hope we don't have to rush it this time" Y/N laughed a bit, bringing up the situation from 2 weeks ago. "No rush today" Mick laughed alongside her, oh how pretty she looked with her hair down. He thought to himself, "So a special bouquet for somebody, who might that person be?" Y/N asked him, to know a bit about the person she's gonna be making a bouquet for, because it can't be just good, it needs to be perfect.

"For my mum, she's visiting after what seems like a long time" Mick answered her question, having this cheeky smile on. "A special bouquet for a special person then," Y/N told him. "Yeah, and she likes roses kinda classic but I don't want to get her only roses, and I have no idea what goes with them" Mick told her. "They go along with a lot of types of flowers, one of the more fresh combos that I recommend to people are these pinkish roses with daisies and dahlias but maybe, for a more classic red rose bouquet, you could just do with a few baby's-breath, the little white flowers."

Mick listened, he could honestly listen to her talking about different types of flowers all day and wouldn't get tired of it."Let's do the fresh one you like to recommend to people" Mick told her, "Okay, perfect" and just like that Y/N started working her magic on the flowers. "So, I never quite caught your name?" Mick told her, "It's Y/N" She answered him, not looking at him but only focusing on the flowers. "Beautiful name for a beautiful woman" Mick told her while truly admiring her, he never met anybody with such a dedication and love towards flowers. And that's what made him like her, adore her, love her.

"What's your name" Y/N asked him, "Mick" "That's a very beautiful name, Mick" Y/N looked at him and gave him a soft smile before continuing her job. And the two of them made a small talk, got to know each other a bit more and then came the time when Mick had to pay and leave. "28€ today" Y/N told Mick, "There you go, and thank you so much again Y/N" Mick told her after he paid, "No problem, I hope your mum will like them" Y/N told him before they told each other goodbyes.

"And you didn't believe me, honey" Layla told her, feeling proud of herself that Mick had come again. "You should start listening to me more" she also added. "I will listen to you more than ever before Queen Lala" Y/N told her friend.

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*time skip to like a year later cause I don't have the energy to write everything 😔*

After months of being friends, Mick finally got brave enough to ask Y/N to be his girlfriend and of course, she said yes. (My dream fr, sorry) Now the two of them were having a lazy evening in Mick's apartment, a movie they weren't paying attention to and just focusing on each other's company. "You know Mick, out of all, you are my favourite flower" Y/N told him, "And you are my favourite thrilling memory, Meine Liebe"

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[charlewiss]

saying yes / mick schumacher

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request: Mick Schumiii!! Engagement instaaaagram plssss

author's note: really liked doing this <3 request are open for these so if you have an idea hit me up <3

pairing: mick schumacher x reader

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mickschumacher i knew it was you since we were kids. thanks for saying yes. will make it my life mission to remind you everyday how much i love you.

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estebanocon congratulations to you both!!

sebastianvettel about time, kid. so happy for you two.

lewishamilton took him quite long, didn't it?

yourusername don't be mean, guys :(

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yourusername how could i say no to the love of my life? you make my days so much brighter. can't wait to be marry you.

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mickschumacher mrs schumacher has a nice ring to it

yourusername calling you my husband for the rest of my life has a nice ring to it

gina_schumacher you don't understand he's been planning this for MONTHS

gina_schumacher thank god he did it otherwise i would have done it for him

mickschumacher why expose me like that

[old-lorarri]

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𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐊𝐄 → mick schumacher x fem! gf! reader

a simple and sweet instagram post made by mick reminds everyone of how much of a perfect bf he is

𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 → mick schumacher x fem! ocon! super model! reader

after breaking up with her toxic boyfriend the weekend supermodle Y/N Ocon decided to take a break and then comes back still a bad bitch

𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐀𝐒 → mick schumacher x fem! desi! gf! reader

everybody’s fav couple is back at it again on this episode of introducing white boy to desi things and today it’s henna

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅𝐅 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 → mick schumacher x wolff! merc! engineer! reader

a wolff speculated to be dating ferrari’s golden boy has the media in a frenzy little do they know she likes them a little closer to home

[the-offside-rule]

Mick Schumacher (Alpine WEC) - I'll Wait

Requested: yes

Prompt: 45) "I don't love you anymore"

Warnings: just very sad tbh

Mick stared at Y/n, disbelief in his eyes as her words echoed in his ears. "I don't love you anymore." She said, the weight of the confession settling in the room. "And how long have you felt this way?" He asked. "A few weeks now." She replied. "And you couldn't have said this sooner?" His voice rose and Y/n found herself taking a step back. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mick muttered, holding the bridge of his nose. "Just let me ask you this; have I given you a reason to break up with me?" He asked. "Mick-"

"No, please. Am I a bad boyfriend or something?" He asked. "No, I just-" He cut her off. "Do I not give you enough attention or time or something?" He asked. "No! Mick, just listen-"

"So what do you want me to do? Why are you breaking up with me? I don't-"

"What are my favourite flowers?" He stood quietly at her question. "What?" He was truly dumbfounded. "My favourite flowers, go." He shrugged. "Obviously roses or tulips." She shook her head. "No, they're sunflowers because they reminded me of you because you got them for me on our first date. Second question-"

"This isn't a game show." He said. "I am giving you reasons. Now where is my favourite place in the whole entire world?" She asked. "You like Paris a lot." Mick replied. "It's nice but it's not my favourite place. My favourite place is the book shop I always go to. The one where you can get coffee and sit and read." She explained. "So this is over flowers and bookshops?"

"It is 9ver you not getting me. And yes, you obviously race a lot and maybe I'm not your top priority-"

"You are. You always have been." Mick protested. "Not recently. Not since you got the Mercedes job, it's like you always go to races, you forget to message me, I always have to check up on you. I was not your mother, I was your girlfriend." Y/n said, anger now in her voice. "Are. You are my girlfriend." She shook her head. "No, no not anymore, I'm afraid."

Tears welled up in Mick's eyes as he simply looked at her."Please, Y/n, don't leave. We've been through so much together. We can work through this." He pleaded, his voice cracking. Y/n hesitated, her gaze avoiding his. "Mick, we've grown apart. I need to find myself, and I can't do that while holding onto what we used to be." Mick's pleas turned into desperate words, "I'll change, I'll do anything. Just give us another chance." His arms wrapped around her tightly, not wanting to let go. Y/n didn't hold him back. She knew she would only take back everything she said. She had to firm it. "It's too late, Mick. We're not the same people we were when we started this journey. I need to let go." She replied, pulling away from his embrace.

As Mick's tears fell, he reached out, his hand trembling as he tried to hold onto the love slipping away. Y/n gently pulled away, leaving Mick broken and alone. "I'm sorry, Mick." She said as she watched him break by the second. "Mick?" He looked back at her. "If I do find myself missing you, I'll come right back. Maybe this time is what we need." She shouldn't have given him that hope. Y/n was almost 99% sure this was what she wanted. "I'll wait." Mick whispered. Those two words, broke both of their hearts. "Goodbye, Mick." Y/n left, closing the door behind her.

In the silence that followed, the weight of their shared history lingered through every corner of the apartment, but the love that once thrived had vanished, the colours all around had suddenly gone grey. Mick's heartache echoed in the empty spaces, and Y/n walked away, leaving behind a shattered connection that time couldn't mend.

[f1haaland]

mick schumacher x vettel’s daughter?? i would love to see what you come up with! 🤍🤍

𝐯𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 / 𝑴𝑺𝟒𝟕

pairing: mick schumacher x vettel!reader

summary: just mick and y/n constantly hitting on each other in public social media.

author's note: ignore the whole sebastian's age problem, we know.

warnings: friends to lovers trope. vögelchen means little bird in german.

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yn_vettel Happy birthday to me!! 20 years being the luckiest (and hottest) girl alive!!

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f1girly omg happy birthday Y/n!!!

mickschumacher 2 decades being the most annoying person alive

⤷ yn_vettel you love me

⤷ mickschumacher Can't say otherwise

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sebastianvettel 20 years since the first time I met you. You make me the proudest father every single day. Happy birthday, vögelchen. ❤️

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yn_vettel danke papa 🥹🫶🏻

mickschumacher Don't let yourself be fooled people, her mental age is 11

⤷ yn_vettel haha you're so funny it makes me want to hit your pretty face

⤷ mickschumacher You think I'm pretty? 🥺

lewishamilton Happy birthday Y/n! Roscoe is sending you wet kisses and wishing you an amazing day

⤷ yn_vettel thanks Lew, thanks Roscoe! love you both sm 🥰

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yn_vettel my two favorite unemployed boys 🫶🏻

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danielricciardo I thought I was your favorite unemployed boy

⤷ yn_vettel you're the third one, danny boy 😚

micksmile Y/n is such a supportive daughter and (girl)friend

sebastianvettel I'm retired, not unemployed

⤷ yn_vettel still jobless, papa

schumivettel Wake up babe new roast between Y/n and Mick has dropped

mickschumacher Excuse me? I have a job

⤷ yn_vettel now show me the seat lol

⤷ mickschumacher I can show you where to seat lol

⤷ yn_vettel you're no fun 😒

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yn_vettel I found this homeless man around the Mercedes motorhome. I adopted him.

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mickschumacher so I'm yours now?

⤷ yn_vettel yes you are

⤷ mickschumacher I'm okay with that I guess

mickcedess MAKE IT OFFICIAL ALREADY

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mickschumacher sleeping beauty

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yn_vettel do you enjoy taking pictures of sleeping ladies?

⤷ mickschumacher Only if they're pretty and sleeping in my house

⤷ yn_vettel you have a comfy couch

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yn_vettel here's the monaco dump and some mick content.

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mickschumacher What happened to the soft launch?

⤷ yn_vettel we have been soft launching for ages. now you can say you love me in public.

⤷ mickschumacher I've been saying it for ages, vögelchen.

[charlewiss-writes]

marvel / mick schumacher

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day 17: pet (part of one-word november prompts!)

word count: 0.7k

summary: a calm walk to the park with angie ended with a new addition to your little family.

pairing: dog person!mick x cat person!reader

the morning was cold, but nevertheless, you wrapped up in your favourite coat that reached almost to your toes, and grabbing a hot drink in your little portable mug, you took angie's leash and walked out the door to let her have her daily morning walk, one she always did with mick, since they lived together. but due to him being on the other side of the world due to the ongoing season, you were on charge of taking care of her.

suddenly, the little dog pulled you a little bit harder, and you ended up almost bumping into a person that was squatting next to a tree. you were about to apologize, when you saw a little box at their feet. when the person, that you now recognised as a little kid, saw you, she grinned. "you can help me!". it obviously took you by surprise, but you wouldn't deny help to a little girl.

"yeah, did you lost your parents? do you need help getting to them?"

she laughed, like you had said the dumbest thing ever. "no! with the kitties". until then, you hadn't really looked inside the box, and its contents, but now, really paying close attention, you saw the two little creatures. "you can keep one and I'll keep the other!" the little girl continued with her plan.

until then, too shocked with the few seconds that had passed since angie dragged you here, you hadn't really paid attention to how she was smelling the little cats. thankfully, being the perfect angel that she was, she was very careful and was only interested in discovering who these small, sweet creatures were. it was all so unexpected that the little child was gone when you reacted, and a small, white kitten was left on the box on the floor.

the little creature was as small as your hand, and your heart grew twice its size when she snuggled into your palm. you knew that your boyfriend was mostly a dog person, but you figured that you had a little more time to see your options and what you could do to ensure that the feline got a good life, despite if you could keep her or not.

but how you could even think of gifting her to someone else? when you arrived home, the little angel was so interested in discovering the new place and you were so amazed at how she was moving through the place like she owned it, to actually hear when the front door opened.

you heard how angie started to bark happily at something, but you thought that she was only playing with the tennis ball that she loved to destroy. so you were surprised when, out of nowhere, mick's voice resonated through your apartment. "schatz, are you home?"

you wrapped the tiny creature in a hoodie that was yours, and went to meet your boyfriend, that was already about to enter the room where you currently where. "what do you have there, y/n?"

"it is a long story actually"

your boyfriend laughed a bit, and then focused his eyes to whatever it was that you were carrying, trying to figure what it was. the poor angel was so deeply asleep, engulfed in the warmth that the fabric provided, that it didn't make a sound (apart from the small purring that you were sure mick could hear if he was paying really close attention). "i'm all ears".

so you had no other choice than to tell him what had happened that same tuesday morning. everything, since you left the house, until angie almost dragged you to meet the little kitten that was now sleeping on you. "so, what's her name?" he got closer to you, and moved the hoodie a bit so he could see the small face of the animal. "marvel".

instantly you saw how his eyes lightened up. "you did?". it was obviously a reference to the cinematic universe that your boyfriend so deeply loved, but at the same time, you really thought that she was a wonderful creature that came suddenly into your life, so she really fitted the name after all. she was a marvel. "yeah, do you like it?".

"I love it, schatzi"

"so, can we keep her then?"

"we can, liebling" he said, pulling you close and careful not to suffocate the little pet, brought you into a hug. angie, who was already making his way towards her dad, nudged him a bit with her nose so she could be part of the little gesture of affection too. "we have a little family now" mick whispered, gently kissing your forehead.

[waratah-vroom]

Scandalous (ms47)

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"You need to leave."

Mick had barely finished tying his shoelaces when you threw him his jacket. "Pushing me out so soon, Hase?"

"No, you idiot, I mean you leave now and I'll follow you out in ten minutes. We'll meet in the car."

"This is getting ridiculous, honestly. I don't know why we can't just say we're dating."

You'd had this conversation a million times before. "You know why."

He groaned, his head falling against the back of the couch. His response was always the same. "It's so stupid."

You and Mick had already been dating for three months when your show's publicist approached you about entering a PR relationship with your co-star, Jacob. You'd flat out refused, but since you hadn't gone public with Mick yet, they'd managed to talk you into a compromise of leaving an 'air of ambiguity' between you and Jacob.

Mick wasn't thrilled, and to be honest neither were you, but it was either publicly ignore your boyfriend and get caught grabbing coffee with your co-star a couple of times a week, or damage your reputation with the biggest studio in Hollywood. That was six months ago, and your season finale was set to air in a week.

"It's just until the season finishes, then we can tell everyone."

"It's been six months, Hase. I'm getting exhausted with all the sneaking around."

You were getting exhausted too. It was tiring staggering your exits from hotels and restaurants, never being able to hold your boyfriend's hand in public. It was also getting annoying wearing sunglasses and a beanie everywhere you went, even in the height of summer. But you'd come this far and the finish line was almost in sight.

It's not like you didn't enjoy hanging out with Jacob. The two of you had become close friends since his character had been introduced as your new love interest at the start of the season. It was also helpful that Jacob was a huge sports fan so him being seen with a formula 1 driver didn't raise any questions. He also loved talking to Mick about cars so he was happy to tag along on your 'dates'.

Like right now, when you and Mick had found yourselves at a group dinner with Jacob, a popstar, two NBA players, and a few more of your co-stars.

"You know I love your friends but I really wish this was just the two of us," Mick took hold of your hand beneath the table, his thumb rubbing circles on your skin. "We could be home alone right now eating pasta. I would have gotten to have my desert first."

"I've been promising Olivia I'd catch up with her for ages," you whispered. "I couldn't turn her down a third time."

You would have much rather been at home too. You'd been on edge all day. Your manager was going to ring you some time tonight and you'd been over thinking the phone call since you'd woken up.

Olivia knew what day it was, how could she not when you brought it up any chance you got? She'd invited you and Mick out tonight as a distraction. "I can see the wheels turning in your head, babe," she said from across the table. "I know you're thinking about it."

"It's an Oscar nomination, how could she not be thinking about it?" Jacob asked, tossing a chip in his mouth.

It was true, how could it not be on your mind? As soon as your new film had started being shown to the press, the Oscar buzz had begun. It had only intensified when the film was finally released, and now you had an entire studio worth of pressure on your shoulders. Today was the day nominations would be announced and you were just waiting for your phone to start buzzing in your pocket.

"You'll get it, Hase. I know you will. You deserve it."

"I bet you'll feel like shit if she doesn't get it now," someone said quickly followed by a thud and a yelp.

"Of course she'll get it, the movie's incredible."

"She's incredible in everything she's in!"

You drowned out their chatter, a bubbly feeling slowly growing in your stomach. You'd won awards before; hell you'd won an Emmy for the first season of your TV show, but the Oscars were big. Really big.

A tapping on your shoulder snapped you out of your daze and Mick said, "your phone's ringing."

"Everyone shush," Olivia's eyes widened as you answered your phone. Her whole body seemed to vibrate as you spoke to someone on the other end.

"Okay, thank you," you nodded, listening as your manager said something about press and photographs. "Yeah, I'll speak with you in the morning. Okay. Bye."

The table was silent, everyone's eyes were on you, waiting for you to speak.

"I got the nomination. Best Actress."

Cheers and shouts erupted from everyone at the table. Olivia was the loudest, shouting that she never had any doubt, but your eyes were focused solely on your boyfriend.

He grinned, "ich war mir sicher, dass du es kapieren würdest, Hase."

"I don't know what that means but it sounds like you love me."

"I do love you," his hands grabbed your cheeks, pulling your face to his as he kissed you. Just as you deepened the kiss by slipping your tongue into his mouth he whispered, "ich bin so stolz auf dich"

"Again, no idea," your lips chased after him as he pulled away to look in your eyes.

He went in for another kiss but stopped when Olivia cleared her throat, "as much as I'm loving this moment between you two, there's cameras."

Y/N L/N CAUGHT CHEATING ON JACOB ELORDI

Y/N L/N SEEN KISSING MICK SCHUMACHER AT AN INTIMATE DINNER: CLICK HERE TO SEE HER RUMOURED BOYFRIEND'S REACTION

JACOB ELORDI REPORTEDLY DEVASTED AMIDST Y/N L/N CHEATING RUMOURS

"Oh my god, I'm going to have to post one of those notes app apologies, aren't I?" You'd been pacing the living room for what felt like hours.

Mick had checked his phone and it hadn't been longer than five minutes. He'd tried to pull you in for a hug but you'd shaken him off, continuing your laps around the coffee table. He'd resigned himself to sitting on the couch and letting you rant. "You haven't done anything wrong."

"People think I cheated on Jacob."

"You'd have to be dating him for it to count as cheating."

"Everyone hates me!"

"I think you're overreacting, Hase."

"You don't get it, Mick. You're not a woman. It's always our fault. They're making me out to be some sort of... I don't know... Sex-crazed adulterer!"

"Adulterer? I don't know what that means."

"Cheater, Mick. I'm a cheater," you finally collapsed on the couch next to him, your hands covering your face.

"Hase. Schatz. Love. Come here," he patted his thigh and you sighed, reluctantly moving to sit on his lap. All it took was Mick stroking your hair for you to bury your face in his shoulder and let out a shaky breath.

"You haven't done anything, okay? It's always just been me and you. You can't cheat on me with me, can you? Plus it's not like you've ever kissed Jacob or confirmed you two were dating. The media made it all up in their heads. Sure you never told them they were wrong and I'm not going to say I said it would end badly-"

"Mick," you groaned. "Not helpful."

"It'll blow over, Hase. I promise."

He looked so sure of his words, his blue eyes full of confidence. He always had a way of putting you at ease.

You pressed your forehead against his and kissed his nose. "You still love me, right?"

He went to turn his head away but your palm caught his cheek, keeping his eyes locked on your own. "Do I need to respond to that?"

"Yes."

"Ich liebe dich mehr als alles andere."

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German translations (idk German so I used a translator)  Hase, Schatz = affectionate nicknames (side note: all german nicknames are adorable) Ich war mir sicher, dass du es kapieren würdest = I knew you’d get it Ich bin so stolz auf dich = I’m so proud of you Ich liebe dich mehr als alles andere = I love you more than anything

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Anxiety (MSC)

Part II

note: This is the first time in a very long time that I’ve posted anything I’ve written, so I hope if you come across this that you read it and enjoy! Maybe some positive feedback will encourage me to write more and get better at writing. I rewrote this so many times, so forgive me if the second half is unedited. I had to force myself to publish it so I would stop fussing over it.

word count: 3k

(fluff)

With the Silverstone Grand Prix in just a few short days, you find yourself already in town with your older brother, Sebastian. It had been several months since you had been able to attend a race weekend with work deadlines and seminars holding you back. So, after a long couple of months, you were more than ready for the exciting weekend ahead. Sebastian’s assistant had secured you a room in the same hotel as the rest of the drivers, so you were in the middle of all the action.

You had managed to score a deep green skirt at the shops last week, and this was the perfect opportunity to wear it paired with a white top. Sebastian had picked you up right on time, but traffic wasn’t ideal so the pair of you were a few minutes late. You thanked the driver as they pulled around to the entrance of the restaurant and let you out. Sebastian led you inside with his hand on the small of your back. A hostess greeted you as you walked inside.

“Good evening, do you have a reservation?”

Sebastian nodded, a playful smile on his face, “Yes, but I believe our group is already here. They’re a rather large group of rambunctious guys and a few girls?”

The hostess nodded knowingly, smiling softly, “I think I know the one. I’ll take you to them. This way, please.”

Leading you and Sebastian through the restaurant, you reach a back room with a large table filled with several drivers and their girlfriends. Spotting you quickly, Mick waved you over. The only two seats left were to his right, and you and Seb slip into the two chairs. Everyone was quick to greet you, a chorus of cheers and ‘hellos’ sounding off as you two sit down. As you settle into your chair, you turn to Mick. You had grown up with each other thanks to Seb’s relationship with Mick’s father, Michael, and since meeting as pre-teens, you had stayed close friends throughout the years. You had been there for all of Mick’s championship wins throughout F2 and F3, as well as his first race in Formula 1.

Mick beams at you, leaning in closer so you can hear him over the small roar of the table, “You look great, Poppy. I’ve missed you.

A small blush covered your face. You smiled back at the blonde boy and responded, “Thank you. I’ve missed you too, Mick.

Poppy had always been your name growing up with Sebastian giving you the moniker when you were very little, and it stuck instantly. To everyone you would meet, Seb would introduce you by name, but then make sure to always say, “Everyone just calls her ‘Poppy’. Therefore, it was rare that you were called your actual name. Even now, into your own grown-up life, you felt that your nickname was reserved for your little Formula One bubble. At work, everyone addressed you with your actual name, so it was a breath of fresh air to hear more than just Mick, or your brother call you Poppy.

Diving into conversation with the rest of the table, Luisa and Lando sat just across from you and quickly you were wrapped up in a conversation with Luisa about her most recent vacation. It wasn’t long before everyone’s food arrived, however that didn’t stop the conversations around you. The conversations continued to be loud and animated as everyone ate, and you were thankful the back room was rented out, otherwise the large group would be disrupting the serene atmosphere of the classy restaurant.

“Such a baby George! You cried during the Notebook?” Lando exclaimed loudly. Luisa made a sound of protest,

“Like you can talk, you bawled when we watched the Marley & Me!”

The table erupted in laughter after Luisa called Lando out on his fib, and he went to reeling,

“She’s lying! I did not cry. My eyes were just sweating, it was allergies!”

Charles and George continued to pick at Lando, causing the table to continue in laughter. As dinner carried on and came to an end, the group was still riled up and not ready to retire for the night just yet. Charlotte suggested going across the street for a few drinks before calling it a night and everyone agreed. Once everyone was ready, you all got up and made your way out of the restaurant. Mick was just in front of you while Sebastian walked behind. Chatting with your brother, you paid no attention to what lied ahead. Once you neared the entrance of the restaurant, you finally looked up.

Your stomach dropped when you saw the intense flashing just outside. Your feet faltered and you froze. You hand snapping up to grab onto Mick’s inner arm just above his elbow. Mick felt your tight grip and turned to you,

“Hey, hey. I’ve got you. It’s going to be okay. Sebastian is right behind you and I’m right here.”

Mick’s free hand came up and grasped your face lightly, his thumb rubbing softly on your cheek. The one downfall of being a Vettel, as well as friends with several of the drivers, the paparazzi loved to harass you. Over the years, it had given you severe anxiety and it was almost crippling. On race weekends, you stuck to the paddock and the garage in order to avoid them at all costs and you hardly went out with the groups unless it was very low-key. Your eyes bore in Mick’s as he looked back at you, mentally telling you to breathe with him as he inhaled and exhaled. Sebastian’s hand came up to rest on your lower back,

“We’re right here, Poppy. We’ve got you. Out the door and straight across the street.”

“Okay, I can do this,” you breathe deeply a few times, and nod to continue walking. The three of you made your way out of the front doors and into the night air. Your hand was still firmly grasped around Mick’s arm as he guided you along. The flashes of cameras were blinding, people were yelling and kept pushing to get closer. It all became overwhelming very fast, and just as the sidewalk across the street came into view, someone reached out. Grabbing your arm in a vice grip, yanking you towards them. You yelped as you stumbled, losing your grip on Mick.

“Hey! Let go of her!”

Mick and Sebastian reacted in an instant, Mick’s long arms reaching for you as Sebastian shoved the reporter away. Tears welled up in your eyes and you gasped for air as Mick pulled you into him, rushing inside the building. Your chest was tight, and everything felt loud and suffocating. Stepping inside, Mick quickly pulls you to the side and boxed you in against a wall. You were dizzy, black spots clouding your vision as he steadied you.

Both of his hands come up and grab your face, forcing you to look at him as your chest heaved. Your grip tight on his wrist as he tried to calm you down.

“Poppy, you’re safe. It’s okay, you made it. I’m right here, no one is going to hurt you. You did so good, Liebling. You’ve got to breathe, (Y/N). Breathe with me…”

Mick continued to try and soothe you, trying to get you to inhale a proper breath. Sebastian stood protectively to the side, his back towards you. He knew Mick could calm you down just as well as he could, so he let the younger blonde take care of you. The rest of the group was not far and once they had all gotten inside, they took notice of you and Mick. George was the first to notice the stares of other people inside, so with the help of Charles, the group quickly collected around you, Mick, and Sebastian. They blocked you from the weary gaze of the people inside, as well as any media outside, making sure you had your space to safely calm down.

After several minutes, your breathing slowed, and you finally started to breathe properly. The black spots faded from your vision, clearing your view. Mick’s hands had never moved from your face, and he was only inches away. His blue eyes locked onto yours as you finally come back into reality. His brows were furrowed, a concerned look on his face. Softly, he speaks,

“There she is. That was a rough one, hmm?”

You loosened your grip on his wrists, your hands dropping down by your sides. You frowned.

“I’m sorry,” you muttered, just loud enough for Mick to hear. He shook his head,

“Don’t apologize, Poppy. It’s not your fault.”

You find yourself nodding as Sebastian approaches you two. Mick’s hands drop from your face, grabbing both your hands in his.

“How about you let Mick take you back to the hotel,” Sebastian suggests. “I know that was scary and it took a lot out of you. You never know when those damn paparazzi are going to ruin a night.”

You agreed, looking up to see Charles walking up to you. He laid a hand on Mick’s shoulder before speaking,

“There’s a back exit where you can pull the car into the alley and take Poppy back to the hotel. The staff said it was secure and they’d make sure no one gets back there.”

Mick nods and thanks the Monegasque before saying he was going to fetch his car. Pressing a kiss to your forehead, and giving your hands a squeeze, he rushed out the door. You look to Charles, Charlotte now joining his side. Tears threatened to well up again. You felt like you had ruined everyone’s night, killed the mood, and everyone would dislike you for it.

“I’m sorry I ruined the night.”

“No, not at all. Everyone has anxiety, and we just want you to be okay and feel safe,” Charles says, giving you a small smile. Charlotte reaches out and grabs your hand, pulling you into a firm hug.

“Don’t worry about the night, we’re very glad you came, and you’re welcome anytime,” she voiced. “Next time, we will have a calmer night. We’ll rent out the pool at the hotel, just us girls and have a fun evening,” she adds. You give the girl a soft smile,

“That sounds wonderful, Char.”

The others come up, one by one, to not overwhelm you to give you a small hug or a pat. Each giving you little words of encouragement, and the hope to feel better. Each making a comment to see you tomorrow. After a few moments, Seb informs you that Mick is waiting, and he escorts you to the back where a door was marked with a big, red ‘EXIT’. Suddenly, the door swings open with Mick standing in the doorway. His hand reached out for yours,

“Ready, Liebling?”

You give Sebastian a quick hug and told him goodnight before reaching out to Mick. Leading you to his car, Mick opens the passenger side door for you, and you slide in. Softly shutting the door, he makes his way to the driver’s side. After making your way out of the alley, avoiding the media through the backway, you two were headed back to the hotel.

Several minutes of comfortable silence passed as Mick drove through the night. You broke the silence softly,

“Thank you, Mick. For everything tonight. That one caught me off guard.”

“Don’t thank me, Poppy. You know I’m always here for you. I’m sorry that the media had to ruin the night.”

You smile at the German boy beside you as the car slowed to a stop at a redlight. Your gaze turns from Mick, taking in your surroundings. From the looks of the buildings around you, the hotel wasn’t far. Glancing back at Mick, he was looking at you with a small smile on his face.

“Stop looking at me like that, you’re making me nervous,” you giggle, giving his shoulder a little shove. Mick laughed lightly,

“You’re just so beautiful, Poppy.”

You blushed furiously. He had been extra affectionate this evening and you had chalked it up to not having seen each other in several months. His hand had stayed on your knee throughout most of dinner, and when it wasn’t, it was around you, resting on the back of your chair. Even now, when his free hand wasn’t shifting, it laid on your thigh, his thumb rubbing softly over the material of your skirt.

You welcomed this more affectionate Mick after being away from him so long. You two had always been close, but in the recent months, he had been more outspoken with his affection. He had complimented you more often, his texts seemed to constantly put a smile on your face, and he was finding new ways to make you smile. Pulling up to the hotel, Mick slows to a stop in front of the entrance. Your door swings open, the valet service worker extending his hand to help you out. Thanking the man, you slide out of the car and walk closer to the entrance to wait. After a few beats, Mick’s hand slips into yours and he leads you into the hotel. The two of you were quiet in the elevator and down the hall to your room. His hand never leaving yours until you two stopped in front of your room.

Pulling out your key card, you slide it into the slot above the handle. Waiting for the small light to turn green, you open the door slightly before looking back at Mick.

“You’re welcome to stay, if you want,” you tell him. “You could go change, and then maybe we could watch a movie?”

After the stressful end to the evening, you wanted nothing more than to change clothes and cuddle up in bed, but you didn’t want to be alone. You wanted Mick there. The boy nods, silently agreeing with you.

“I’ll be right back, Poppy. Go ahead and have us a movie picked out,” Mick presses a kiss to your cheek before quickly making his way down the hall. Standing in the doorway, you peek your head around the doorframe, watching the tall blonde only travel a few meters before stopping at a door. You giggle at the fact he was only two doors down, but he seemed in such a rush to hurry there and back. Hearing you giggle, Mick’s head snaps back to you. Calling out,

“Stop staring and go change, Poppy!”

You did as the fellow German said, making your way in your room. Quickly pulling off your heels, you toss them in the corner and find some clothes to change into. Picking out an oversized shirt and some biker shorts, you quickly change before sliding on a pair of fuzzy socks. Just as you’re finishing washing your face, three knocks sound from your door. Hustling to your hotel door, you swing it open and find the tall blonde with that stupid adorable smile plastered across his face. He was wearing a HAAS jumper and a pair of shorts. You waved him inside, shutting the door behind him.

“What do you have picked for us, Schatz?” he asked.

A goofy smile popped up on your face, turning to Mick as he flopped down on the bed. You pointed to the screen where the movie had been selected on Disney +. Once Mick realized what was on the screen, he erupted into laughter.

“Cars?! Really, Poppy?”

You gasped comically, jumping and landing on the bed side him, “How dare you insult the cinematic masterpiece that is Cars?

“You’re right, I’m sorry for undermining one of the best movies ever. It doesn’t help that it makes it way cooler when you can say your dad has a voice cameo,” Mick chuckles.

Starting the movie, you two settle in. You had taken your place right next to Mick. Your legs thrown over his, his arm around you, and your head tucked into his chest. This was very normal for the pair of you, often when you were together, the two of you would find yourselves tangled up like this. You found comfort in each other, both of you completely comfortable with the other. The pair of you laughed and made little comments as the movie started and progressed into the first few scenes. As the movie went on, you grew quiet, your eyes started to get heavy. The warm, comforting embrace that Mick provided was soothing after the rough night and you were slowly falling asleep. Mick could feel you relax against him as your head slumped further into his neck. Mick nudges you softly, whispering in your ear,

“Are you sleeping?”

You jolt slightly, just barely in the realm of dozing off, ““Hmm? No.”

“Whatever you say, Poppy.”

Mick didn’t bother you after that, letting you doze back off. When the credits rolled after the movie, he looked down to check on you. Still sound asleep, he decided to not wake you. He adjusted you so you were nestled in the blankets with your head resting on a pillow before he made his way around the room to turn off the remaining lights, as well as the tv. As soon as the tv shut off, your voice rang out through the darkness, groggy with sleep. He cursed silently, he didn’t want to wake you.

“Micky?”

His heart skipped and he was by your side in an instant, sitting down gently on the bed beside you. Jolting out of sleep and not feeling the warmth still beside you was alarming and you found yourself sitting up, trying to look through the darkness for Mick.

“I’m right here, Liebling. Just turning all the lights out.”

He had reached out for you, his hand resting on your cheek, and you leaned into his touch.

“Will you stay?”

“Of course, I will, Poppy.”

In the next few beats, Mick was scooting into bed beside you. Pulling you into him, you snuggled into his side and his warmth surrounded you again. Just as you felt yourself dozing off, a kiss was pressed to your head. Then a soft whisper,

“Ich liebe dich Mohn.” (I love you, Poppy.)

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