#nico hulkenberg fanfiction

[sugakookie78]

Instagram Posts (Instagram AU)

Posts that either you or the driver posts about your relationship.

Pairing: Group 3:

Post 1: Mick Schumacher x Reader

Post 2: Sebastian Vettel x Reader

Post 3: Nico Hulkenberg x Reader

Post 4: Frederik Vesti x Reader

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@/Y/N.Y/L End of off-season vacation

Tagged @/mickschumacher

Liked by @/mickschumacher, @/gina_schumacher, and 21,572 others

mickschumacher <3

gina_schumacher @/mickschumacher You'll have to bring her to meet us

mickschumacher @/Y/N.Y/L Summer break?

Y/N.Y/L Sure, if you want

user1 I want what they have

user2 Agreed

@/Y/N.Vettel Picnic and cozy night in <3

Tagged @/sebastianvettel

Liked by @/sebastianvettel, @/yourbestfriend, and 31,956 others

sebastianvettel I love you, darling

Y/N.Vettel I love you too

user1 That is so cute

yourbestfriend That skirt is so cute! Where did you get it?

Y/N.Vettel I don't remember, but I'll try and find it for you

user2 If he wanted to, he would

@/Y/N.Hulkenberg He's everything and I'm just Ken

Tagged @/hulkhulkenberg

Liked by @/hulkhulkenberg, @/kevinmagnussen, and 37,916 others

hulkhulkenberg You're everything to me <3

Y/N.Hulkenberg Aww, I'm blushing <3

user1 This is true love

kevinmagnussen Does that mean Hulk is Barbie?

Y/N.Hulkenberg ...I mean... technically

hulkhulkenberg Please don't start calling me Barbie

@/frederikvestiofficial London Time

Tagged @/Y/N.Y/L

Liked by @/Y/N.Y/L, @/olliebearman, and 29,846 others

Y/N.Y/L The London Clock!

olliebearman ...You know if has a name, right?

Y/N.Y/L Yeah, Ollie, I just forgot in the moment

user1 Adorable

Y/N.Y/L Love you, Freddie <3

frederikvestiofficial Love you too <3

[mxstellatayte]

Morning head with Hulkenberg

nsfw under the cut <3 minors can lurk but please do not interact!

the sound of sheets rustling and the feeling of the mattress dipping below you wakes you, and your sleep-muddled brain doesn't initially process the feeling of large hands gently spreading your thighs apart or broad shoulders settling between them. it definitely does register your pyjama shorts being tugged to the side and feather-light kisses ghosting your upper thighs, though. a soft groan pushes its way past your lips, and you feel nico chuckle against the sensitive skin there.

"good morning, love," he says, and you can picture his annoyingly smut grin perfectly.

"good morning, nico." you haven't even opened your eyes yet, but you reach your arms up above your head, stretching out your stiff muscles. "hungry?"

"starved. may i?"

"go ahead." nico doesn't waste a moment before licking a long stripe along your cunt, making you gasp at the sensation. "oh, nico, fuck." your left hand grasps at the pillow below you and your right dives down to rake through his blonde hair, tugging slightly. he eats you out with an intensity you rarely see from him, and it makes your stomach twist with pleasure.

the added sensitivity from just having woken up sends you hurtling towards your orgasm much faster than normal, and when nico's right hand abandons your thigh and instead reaches up to grasp at your breast, you cum with a cry of his name.

you open your eyes for the first time today, grinning like an absolute idiot when you see nico's blissful expression between your thighs. "have i ever mentioned that i love you?"

"just a few times. i'd love to hear you say it again, though," he replies, cocky as ever as he crawls up to you, kissing you gently.

"well, i love you."

"i love you, too."

[cheriladycl01]

I have just got into F1 and it’s fast become my autistic hyperfixation and I’m glad I’ve found writers like you! I was wondering if maybe you could write something for Nico? He’s my favourite! Maybe reader has a bad crash or something similar to your heat fic where reader faints into his arms/ has a febrile seizure from dehydration and heat stroke after a race? Just lots of hurt/comfort. No worries if it doesn’t inspire. Thank you for doing what you do 💕💕

The Toughest Race so Far - Nico Hulkenburg x Driver! Reader

Plot: After one of the toughest races of your life, you and Nico need to have serious conversation about your health.

A/N! 1) I'm hoping i got the right Nico and you didn't want Nico Rosberg! If you did, let me know and I'll right one for Nico Rosberg! 2) As someone with ADHD, i 100% get the hyperfixation and how much it grips you!

You were getting out the car, well trying to and your legs and arms refused to work. It was like they were actually glued to the seat. You just sat there, head ringing not really sure what to do and how to gp forward.

Some of the Stake Team come up to you, checking to see if you were actually alive in the cockpit or if you'd passed out. Your own team hadn't come and found you yet.

They start to try talk to you but nothings going in, and staying in so your communication is ineffective.

You feel void of anything and all the sounds around you are blurring into one. There's a numbness in your hands and legs that is burning but also non-existent, like numbness should be. It was confusing for your mind that had just gone through that uphill battle of a race.

It was like your body was failing on you and you could only sit back and watch it.

Eventually your team, of RedBull come over to you. Not that you could tell the difference between the Stake Suits and the Red Bull ones at this point, faces were just blobs right now and your mind couldn't comprehend colours.

They reach in to help lift you out so your stood up outside the car leant against the body. One of the mechanics has a hand resting on your arm keeping you steady while another reaches to take your helmet off and another goes for you balaclava that's covered in saliva.

However, the minute your legs are left to work for themself with out the support they starts to wobble. Your head starts to spin, and your vision blurs, the last thing you could remember being your body convulsing before you smacked the door where you continued shaking.

"Oh my god! Someone help her!" someone exclaimed as they saw you on the floor and seconds later a medical team that were already on their way heading towards you after being radioed by the team you weren't looking too great.

There were people flooding around you, one of them opened up your race suit that was drenched through.

"Babe?" a voice called as Nico jumped out his car spotting you thrashing on the floor. He himself wasn't feeling great from the heat either but you'd just managed to fight your way from P20 all the way up to P6 to get in the points.

It was probably the drive of your career having set the fastest lap, fastest pit stop and received driver of the day. Despite all the podiums, wins and poles you'd had, this was the drive.

He looked over you as they took you onto the stretcher as you were unresponsive.

"What's wrong with her is she okay?" he asks walking over closer to the medics that were surrounding you.

"We aren't sure but we need to get her to the medical tent right away, please go back to your team!" one of them says while they fit an oxygen mask around your mouth.

Nico spent his entire debrief not really concentrating on what anyone was saying, he wanted to be out of that room as soon as possible and to see how you were doing.

The minute that they concluded what happened in the race and how they can prepare better for hotter races as a team until the FIA but things into place, Nico was out the door as rushing past the Red Bull motorhome that was pretty quiet. They could all tell he was looking for you, and he just knew you were still with the medics from the look on everyone's face.

He rushed into the tent seeing you calmly sleeping but hooked up to a few different machines. The main one an drip, he knew you must be insanely dehydrated, and with your body temperature already struggling to regulate normally he couldn't imagine how much like hell that car felt to you.

"Is she okay?" he asks the nurse that was currently re-doing the braid in your hair that had gotten a little knotty under your helmet.

"Yes, she scared us all but she'll be fine. She's making a speedy recovery thanks to the doctors quickness and efficiency. She lost 6kg in that race which is very dangerous and she didn't drink anything at all during that race, so we've got her on some water and stuff that will pep her up. She had a minor injury to her shoulder where she fell but other than that she's okay. How long have you guys know she struggles to regulate her body temperature?" she explains and asks all in one.

"Since she karted, but she loves the sport to much" he chuckles. You'd talked about this with Nico a lot, you had to train your body harder and be stricter when it came to things like exercise and diets because of the condition.

Nico had said many times that it would be safter for you to stop racing all together but that had caused far to many arguments that he'd ended up on the sofa one to many times over.

He knew you loved racing, because he did as well and he hated when he had to leave the sport when no seat was available. So he knew it was something that wouldn't even be on the table for you to consider but he just wished you would.

For your guys' future, he just wanted you safe and at full health.

"She terrifies me when she gets into that car" he smiles looking down at your peaceful body.

"I can imagine, but ... I'm sure you scare her too. She struggles but I think honesty that makes her a better driver, she knows her limits and breaking points better than anyone. Today was a bade race that I cant see them doing at the same time of year ever again, and there may even be regulation changes that'll help. But ... take it from a career passionate woman. She wont give this up" she smiles to him and he glances down at you with his own smile.

"Oh I know she wont" he grins, taking your hand in his.

"Hey baby" he smiles as he sees your eyes flutter.

"Hey" you say back a little confused, looking around the room your in.

"You fainted and had a seizure" he explains grabbing your hand and rubbing his thumb over his knuckles.

"Oh, it was really hot in the car I don't think I ate before the race either because I felt sick!" you offer trying to explain why you were so badly effected.

"You weren't the only one that struggled, Alex, Esteban, Logan and a few others have been down here too. You pushed yourself a lot in that drive, but there's talks of the FIA making some changes for next year!" he explains.

"Mmm, I'm glad their taking action to make it safer for us!" you admit.

"I'm not even going to bother trying to convince you to retire!" he laughs shaking his head.

"We've talked about that before, you know I'm not ready yet. I've been given such a shot in Red Bull!" you smile, knowing he finally understood your view on your career.

"I know, I just worry about you!"

"I worry about you too" you say and pull him down into a kiss.

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[chunniwritesalot]

probably - nh27

hii! thank you to whoever requested this :) i don't have much to say but i love a lot of nh27 fics in my drafts- stay tuned!

cw: cursing, angst, nico being sad, husband! nico, mention of kids. pics used are NOT mine, i just made the banner

wc: 341

“maybe i should quit” nico whispered, turning to your side of the king bed. the mattress tilts slightly from the shift of weight, make you dip into the bed slightly.

you also shift, turning to nico with a frown, “quit what, nic?” you asked, moving your hand to cup his cheek. nico leaned into the touch, his breathing getting softer.

“quit racing, y/n” he said after a moment of comfortable silence, “i-im just so shit at it. i should give up my seat.”

you furrow your eyebrows, sitting up fully. your husband stays in a sleeping position, his hand coming and snaking over your torso to pull you back down.

“why on earth would you even… like- say that?” you asked, worry lacing your tone. nico looked up at the ceiling and sighed,

"no podiums, highest finish was fucking sixth- i just-" he sighed again, "maybe its time for me to.. retire- for good. stay with you and the kids... i already have an offer to be a reporter and-" you cut him off, pulling him into your arms and tucking his head into your chest. nico took this as an invitation to let out his tears. "nicolas hulkenberg, you are the most talented, most hardworking, most handsome, most kindhearted soul on that fucking grid! the sport wouldn't be the same without you." you said, tightening your grip as your husband sobbed in your chest. this was the first time he's opened up about this to you. you wondered how much he hurt inside, because of his stats. how long he's suffered in silence. nico pulled back, wiping his eyes, his lips cracked out in a small smile. "most handsome, you say?" he said slyly. you scoffed, rolling your eyes. "is that all you got from that?" you asked, letting him wrap his arms around you. he pulled you closer to his chest, "god i love you so much." he whispered, closing his eyes. "what would i do without you?" "suffer, probably" you whispered back, grinning. "yeah, probably" he murmured. "probably..."

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[goldenkiwistyles]

F1 Masterlist:

Fluff:💋

Smut:🏎️

Angst:🌧️

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Charles Leclerc:

Monaco (smau 💋)

Carlos Sainz:

Don’t cry mi amor (blurb 💋)

[dxmetxr]

With all the commentary from Kevin and the sprint race and qualifying, I need to read fanfic about hulknussen. Recommend me or update or write idk please 🤭✨

[leclercsluvs]

KM20/NH27 | Echoes of Sorrow

(part 3)

an: last part of the two previous ones. i hope this was good and not too boring. i tried to not drag it out too much, but also not make it too short (i don't think i accomplished this). it's mainly focused on kevin, but nico is a little involved in the beginning. warning: swearing, death, drunk driving, car accident word count: 1.2k

Even though Nico’s partner had tried to prepare him for what he was about to see, he still wasn’t prepared. Not at all. All the blood smeared across the front of the car. The man sitting on the sidewalk, completely soaked from the rain, possibly crying. The older woman standing beside him, hand on his shoulder, also possibly crying. He couldn’t really tell because of the rain.

“Are you going to be okay?” Kevin’s voice broke into his thoughts. Nico shook his head. “No? Then I’m going to need you to stay here. I don’t want you in my way.”

Nico looked at Kevin. “What? No, I’m fine. I can do it.” He looked back at the road. They were now right in front of the accident, and Kevin was getting ready to get out and help whoever needed their help.

“Good. Go check on the driver of the car, see if he’s alive, and how possible it is to get him out,” Kevin said as he walked around to the side to get some of their equipment out. “I was informed there were two wounded, so we’re gonna find the second.” Kevin pointed at two other men, leaving Nico behind with the rest of the crew.

“Alright, let’s get to wo—” He didn’t get to finish the sentence when the car suddenly erupted in fire. “Shit.” He mumbled and collected all the things he was going to need as he called for backup from the rest of the firefighters at the scene.

He ran over there and noticed the pool of blood. And then the body lying on the road. He crouched down and felt for a pulse, but there was nothing. “Magnussen! I found the other victim!” He didn’t know where to start or what exactly he was supposed to do.

“Oh my—” Kevin crouched down and reached to feel for a pulse.

“I already did that. There’s nothing.”

“Did you call for paramedics for—” He looked at the car and back at Nico. “Did you even get to check on him?” There were no screams or anything, so they assumed the driver died on impact, but you can never be sure. Nico shook his head.

“It went up in flames before I got here, and then I noticed her.”

“Alright, well, let’s get this fire put out.” Kevin got up and ran over to the firetruck to get some of their equipment.

The paramedics showed up on time, and they called for another ambulance while Kevin and Nico got the woman into the first ambulance.

“What do we do about her family?” Nico asked, still in shock over the event that had just taken place.

“It’s out of our hands now. We can’t focus on all of them and give information to their families,” Kevin said. “We still have work to do.” He walked to the firetruck and waited for Nico.

It may not have looked like Kevin was shocked by the whole experience, but he was. He may have been a firefighter for close to ten years, but seeing things didn’t get easier as time went on. Whenever a life was lost, he blamed himself. Especially in a situation like this where if they had been there just a few minutes quicker, the driver might have survived.

He did go back to the hospital for an update on the young man and woman involved in the accident. He wasn’t expecting the update to be as morbid as it was; he was hoping since she got there as quickly as they did, she would make it. It wasn’t her death that shocked him the most, though. It was that she was pregnant. She wasn’t far into the pregnancy, but she would have known. And she most likely did.

It took him longer than usual to get home that day. He was usually home for dinner, but he had to gather his mind before going in. He didn’t like to bring work home and bother his family. The problem was just that this time it didn’t want to leave his head, no matter how long he had been sitting in his car outside their house.

It took another forty-five minutes before he finally got out of the car and went inside. The rest of his family had already eaten, but a plate of his favorite food was in front of his seat at the table. It seemed to still be hot, and he wondered if his wife had heated it up for him. He thanked her internally, since he couldn’t see her, and sat down to eat. But as soon as he sat down, the images of the horrific accident started dancing in his brain, and he lost all his appetite.

“You’re not hungry?” Kevin practically jumped in his chair. He hadn’t noticed his wife sitting on the couch. She got up and walked over to the kitchen cabinets to get two wine glasses. “Do you want a glass of wine?” She looked back at him, already knowing the answer but still asking just to make sure.

“Please.” He rubbed a hand over his forehead. He didn’t really touch his food, and the glass of wine stood in front of him, also untouched for an eternity. Louise sensed something was wrong.

“Is everything alright, honey?” she looked at him, noticing the sadness practically stuck in his eyes.

“Hmm, everything’s completely normal,” he mumbled and tried to send a smile her way, but it turned out more like a grimace. He went back to just looking at his food without touching it.

“I can see there’s something. You can tell me. What’s wrong?” She tried again. And this time, the man in front of her broke into tears he couldn’t control, and she rushed to the other side of the table to comfort him.

“It was a horrible accident, a car in flames, a young man, woman, and an unborn child, dead.” He cried, feeling horrible about laying all of this on his wife. She knew this had shaken him quite a bit. He’d never reacted like this to an accident, not even when there had been a life lost.

Suddenly, a child’s voice was heard. “Mommy, why is Daddy crying?” Their five-year-old daughter, Laura, was standing in the kitchen door. The sight of her dad crying wasn’t one she was used to, and she was too young to understand, so explaining it would only end in disaster.

“He’s just a little sad. Why don’t you come help me comfort him?” Louise said and gestured for the child to come over.

“Look, Daddy, I made this,” she said proudly as she walked over to them and held out a drawing. Kevin turned a little around and couldn’t help but smile. His daughter had paint all over, but the drawing was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. “It’s for you,” she said and pointed to the different things on the drawing. “This is you, this is Mommy, this is me, and this is our house.” She proudly explained. It was their family, and a sun shining down on them.

“Thank you so much.” He lifted her up, new tears forming in his eyes, but this time of happiness, and hugged her tightly, hoping the world would never get to hurt his daughter. He wouldn’t be able to handle that. Ever.

[schumigrace]

*within media, fanfiction, public perception, etc.

[no27-autonation-honda]

where’s the fanfiction with like Nico hulkenberg driving the bus tweet why the fuck is Ed Sheeran here huh

[laeana]

all I wanna spend is one more night

When he was younger, Max was part of a band. Four years later, as he runs away from his father, he decides to make his way back to the French Riviera to try to find his former band. After days of search but no result, a new opportunity arises. It may be time to take a fresh new start, to find a new home, new friends and more, but is he ready for it ?

I decided to rewrite the freedom in your mind fic because I thought it deserved more so here we go 😳

[mxstellatayte]

stella’s august formula 1 blurb weekend! [smut]

send me a driver and a quote OR action number and i’ll see if i can write something for you! i have anons open!

sending in a request does not guarantee it will be written. i try to write at most two blurbs per driver per weekend so that there is a good mix of drivers and prompts. if i have scheduled two blurbs for each driver, quote, or action, it will be crossed off and any further requests involving said prompts will be ignored unless i find more inspiration for that set of prompts.

i will be accepting requests until 12:00 AM on monday, august 5 PST.

drivers i will write:

max verstappen

charles leclerc

carlos sainz

lando norris

oscar piastri

lewis hamilton

george russell

fernando alonso

daniel ricciardo

yuki tsunoda

nico hulkenberg

pierre gasly

alex albon

logan sargeant

valtteri bottas

quotes:

you're gonna have to be quiet, love.

are you trying to flirt with me?

i have an idea.

i've missed you.

you were the only thing on my mind the whole time i was gone.

say please.

you look so good, baby.

please, just kiss me.

i don't care what you do, just please, fuck me.

i said no touching.

how do i look?

i would rather you not cover them up. they tell people you're mine.

still? you're still needy? oh, gorgeous, i just fucked you.

that's so good, baby, fuck. just like that.

open that pretty mouth for me.

actions:

hands inching their way up thighs during a drive

morning stretches (bonus points for groans/moans from stiff joints)

eye contact across a room at a formal event

distracting the other with kisses

distracting the other with head

kissing the other on the neck/jaw while they're trying to talk, resulting in them being flustered and completely blanking on what they were saying

morning head

shotgunning (smoke or alcohol)

sex pollen/viagra

cockwarming

wandering hand on the hip

boners in public

throwing their partner over their shoulder (manhandling)

desperate kisses after a long time away

one person putting their fingers in the other's mouth

[cheriladycl01]

Why can't I do this? Nico Hulkenberg x PolishOlympicSnowboarding! Reader

Plot: When you are made to go to the Miami Grand Prix, you really thinks you'll be good at surfing as a snowboarding gold medalist. However, those Miami waves prove a bit to much for you!

“This is going to be a piece of cake for me Kochanie, just you wait!” You grin picking up the surf board your boyfriend Nico had rented out for you.

“I don’t know Maus, surfing is very different to snowboarding!” He says with a nervous glint in his eyes.

“Come on, the waves are going to be like the little bumps in the slopes and any coral will be like … the mountain rocks … it’s no different at all!” You smile thinking it would be a smooth sailing first time at surfing.

“I know, but there’s just a lot to think of that isn’t … like snowboarding! Like the sharks and the jellyfish and the seaweed and riptides and drowning … I mean there’s a lot that could go wrong!” He offers to you.

“Oh come on, it’s not like I’m going alone in the middle of the night! It’s 5pm, and I’m with my amazingly handsome and strong boyfriend that will protect me from all the scared the ocean might have!” You exclaim knowing he would protect you no matter what.

You get into the water laying down flat on the board and paddling out, a few lighter waves lap over your board until you swim out to where the bigger waves are crashing.

The water was beautiful, a crystal clear blue and you could see some of the little fishes swimming around below as you continued to get to where a wave would carry you.

You’d spent the day at the beach just chilling with Nico, you guys had played beach Volleyball, and made sandcastles, sunbathed and played water ping-pong! It had been an incredible, yet tiresome day. Your energy was just about spent but needed one last thing to get you down for the day.

You saw other surfers out a little deeper, all excited screams or gasps as they fell in but with the sun starting to sink lower in the sky people were having fun.

You spun the board round and waited for the wave coming up behind you before you attempted to stand up on the board, the minute you did you foot slipped and you lost your board.

You came back up, just as another wave lapped over your head making you sputter and cough a bit of water out.

You eventually found your board pulling yourself back up onto it in a seated position. Nico was watching from the shore, a worried dad sort of look on his face and hand in his hip.

You send him a quick thumbs up.

“Just slipped, forgot my feet aren’t attached” you shouted over to him where he nods looking at you a pained expression still on his face making you laugh.

You go again, and this time you managed to get up on the board, only for you to be stood a little too far back, making the board flip you off so you landed back in the water.

“Im going to try again!” You shout over to Nico who is now knee height in the water watching you fail at surfing.

“Maus, I think you should just come in!” He offers back, using his louder voice so you could hear him over the waves.

“Come on, I’ve got this! I have two Olympic medals for Snowboarding!” You exclaim smiling widely at him.

You try multiple more times and continue to fail.

“Why can’t I do this!” You scream out in frustration with yourself not being able to do something that you thought would be so so simple.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself! Your the youngest Polish Woman to win a gold medal in Snowboarding! If anyone can transfer skill it’s you!” He shouts back to you attempting to give you the confidence boost you were so clearly needing.

So you decide to go again. Mind completely in the sporting mode that you had when you were competing.

You swim out with the board again, this time you manage to hop up effortlessly, having that core strength from snowboarding holding you steady on the board despite the killer wave pushing you forward.

It starts to curl in, which is when you get a bit more ambitious to ride higher up on the bridge of the wave on the side so your cruising.

You have an excited little squeal, happy that your up before the wave curls in on you, not escaping the break in time. You get swallowed up, making you go under the water.

You feel a scrape and sting along your leg making you gasp out in the water. A little goes into your airway making you sputter when you come up. You look down and see the red starting to seep into the clear water from your leg.

“I’ve cut myself” you shout to Nico, who immediately comes running over to you the minute he hears you are hurt.

“Maus, what happened oh my gosh! We need to get you out the water now. A shark could get you!” He cries in a panic, lifting you up and carrying you in one arm like a toddler while he drags the surfboard back with his other arm.

“Oh fuck, I think it was the coral!” You say looking down at the cut that was stinging a lot now thanks to the salty water you were in.

“We’re going to have to take you to the hospital!” He says looking at some of the wound that looked a little deeper than the rest.

He took you to get medical attention where they inspected your leg and made sure no coral broke off before wrapping it up and giving you some painkillers to ease the pain.

“I told you surfing wasn’t going to come as easy as snowboarding to you! Your my little winter baby, not made for the ocean or the summer!” He sighs as he helps you into the car you guys rented in Miami.

“I mean, both are dangerous sports. I just thought I’d have better … stability?” You ask looking over at him and he just chuckles looking over at you.

“Ah, you were very very stable Maus, but you are no match for the ocean unfortunately. Stick to Gaia rather then Poseidon yeah?” He asks knowing how well you held up when snowboarding in the mountains.

“I just don’t get how I’m so bad that I injured myself!” You cry with a small giggle, knowing it was a ridiculous thing to be complaining about.

“If I give you a kiss, would that make it better?” He asks.

“Mmm yes very much so” you smile and he leans down brushing your hair out of your face. It was still a little damp and crispy from the sand and salt water you’d spent the afternoon messing around in.

But to Nico, you’d never looked as beautiful as you do right now.

He leans in and locks his lips with yours holding onto your jaw as you entangle yourself together.

“I really love you, and your ambitions but it scares the hell out of me” he admits leaning his head against your forehead.

“Says the Formula One Driver” you smirk looking over him.

“Let’s get you back to the hotel to rest up that leg!” He smiles, helping you up.

“We are getting the first flight back to Poland, you understand?” Nico says.

“Mmm yeah. Home sounds good!” You grin, wanting to see your family soon as you’d been travelling with Nico for so long.

y/user

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y/user: when in Miami you surf 🏄‍♀️ Snowboarding and Surfing are not the same … and I learnt the hard way.

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haasf1team: you shredded those waves (she in fact did not)

-> y/user: admin! why expose me! WHY

hulkhulkenberg: you were tough out there Maus but stick to what you do best and get Silver and Gold in!

fan1: I saw y/n in A&E is she okay?

-> y/user: I’m all good, just a scrape on my leg from some coral when I fell off!

-> hulkhulkenberg: this woman gives me a heart attack everyday I swear, and I’ll have to marry her at some point

-> y/user: you say that as if it’s a chore

fan2: when y/n goes crawling back to Poland for the snow ❄️

-> y/user: Nico has demanded this 🥹

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[chunniwritesalot]

hi ken! - nh27

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hii! this is a short little fic i wanted to get out before i get back to uni (save me actually)- hope you all enjoy! there's one more nico fic in my requests that i will definitely get to SOON, but since my school is starting, writing will become slower! requests are open :)

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cw: nothing i can think of, husband! nico, barbie references, nico doesn't know what toner is, reader saves nico from having YELLOW hair

wc: 275

"nico... what have you done?" you asked your husband as he walked out the bathroom. you should've known something odd was happening- nico never spent more than an hour in there.

your husband grinned, running a hand through his newly done- borderline yellow- hair, "isn't it good? i really look like ken!"

your jaw drops before you cover your mouth to stifle a laugh, "its a little... yellow..." you giggled, placing your phone down and walking over to your husband. he leaned down slightly so you could run your hand through his hair.

"have you ever heard of toner, darling?" you asked- nico frowned, shaking his head slightly,

"...what's toner?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. you laughed even harder, which made him laugh as well- mostly in confusion.

you pulled back, furrowing your brows together, "well... to the salon!" you pushed him back into the bathroom, placing him down on the closed toliet seat and shuffling though the box dye to find the purple paste. you held it up to him and he shrugged,

"i didn't know it was... like that, you know" he sighed, letting you massage it into his hair. you shook your head, stifling another laugh,

"at least you have your very own barbie to help, nic" you offered to the man. he grinned, wrapping his arms around your waist- although, it was very awkward, as he was sitting on the toilet - and let you work your toner magic.

"now i just fit the part, huh, barbie?" he joked, letting go slightly. you rolled our eyes, stepping back to admire the purple product in his yellow hair, and nodded,

"sure, ken, sure"

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[someone-worth-racing-for]

Oh yeah! I feel the vibes: what was the story called again?🙈

It was called Carlos And His Boys 😉

I still can't believe I have written this story 🙈

[dinomighty]

Pairings: Nico Hulkenberg/Kevin Magnussen, Daniel Ricciardo/Max Vestappen Nico would like to point out this isn't his fault - he does not encourage interruptions when he's visiting Kevin after a race. But his grid children find him anyway and there's questions all of them need to ask, including Nico.  First F1 fic in 4 years! I had a bunch of fun writing it. Please be kind and feed back. Masses of love to verstappened for all the cheerleading <3