#nico rosberg x fem reader

[lokideservesahug]

Did She?

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Pairing: Nico Rosberg x reader, Lewis Hamilton x reader (one sided)

Warnings: Reader is Mercedes' head strategist. Love triangle of sorts? A few innuendos from people on twitter but just the usual oomf shenanigans. Kind of unrequited crush for Lewis (I'm so sorry)

Notes: Based on that "She chose me. Did she?" Audio on tik tok.

Request: I combined this request and one from @a-beaverhausen suggesting I make something based on the tik tok audio so I hope it's OK!

Summary: The mid 2010s were the golden years for Mercedes and all of the team. Especially Hamilton, Rosberg and lead strategist Y/L/N. But how does that dynamic hold up in the present day?

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Yourusername

Yourusername: What a wonderful weekend. Truly a touching memory to two legend's legacies. Thank you @sebastianvettel and Sempre Senna and Sempre Ratzenberger 💛❤

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User1: Nico still being in the likes after all this time doesn't let my RosY/L/N heart down gently 😔

↳User2: This but with my Lewis+Y/N shipping self...

User3: Her and Lewis are so sweet together omd!

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User4: Senna forever 💛 Long Live Roland❤

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User5: Her and Lewis are such a good couple awww!

↳User6: Not a couple bae!

↳User5: Wait what!!!!?!?!?😦

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Lewishamilton

Lewishamilton: Great weekend so far. P4 in quali but let's keep pushing💪

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User1: Lewis honey, your jealousy is showing...

User2: Nico shows up for 0.2 seconds of the weekend and he's already trying to prove a point.

User3: It's giving she chose me. Did she?

↳User4: LMAO FRFR

↳User5: Like it was a difficult decision. Anyone would choose Lewis in a heartbeat

↳User4: Hmmm...maybe not Y/N.

Yourusername: Great performance so far Lewis! Let's hope this pace can continue!!

↳Lewishamilton: It's all thanks to you but fingers crossed🤞

↳User6: Bro pls just ask her out it's been nearly 10 years now...

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Nicorosberg

Nicorosberg: Happy 10 years together (and 8 years of putting up with being married to me) to my amazing wife. I can't think of a better way to celebrate than seeing you in your element.

Schatz I love you so much and I am so happy that you took a chance and chose me. Not a single day passes where I wake up and am not in awe of your beauty, intelligence and just sheer existence. Thank you and I love you.

-Your lover, Britney x

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Yourusername: I love you more🖤

↳Nicorosberg: Not at all possible Meine Liebe 🤍

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Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it!

As always, likes,reblogs and especially feedback is always welcome!

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000.⠀⠀NOW PLAYING: michaela's grid dynamics pt.2. ✼. view:⠀masterlist⠀⸻⠀join the taglist⠀⸻⠀request.

✹.⠀⠀،،⠀JENSON BUTTON.

Of all the relationships between drivers, past and present, there is none messier than Michaela and Jenson. Growing up, Jenson was one of the drivers a young Michaela would idolize with posters on her walls and special Brawn GP merch. She can recall watching his championship-winning season with his stats rolling off her tongue with the sweetest of smiles. Meeting him for the first time as the presumable F2 champion in 2018 was the beginning of a tumultuous relationship between the two. Though they wouldn't bump into each other outside of the odd interview on race days until two years later, Michaela would quickly find herself falling head over heels for the divorced heartthrob.

Though the affair was kept their dirty little secret for nearly two years, it was only a matter of time before rumors began to spread throughout the formula world of the then McLaren driver's secret romance. With a sense of insecurity beginning to leak into her words and into her driving, Michaela would be the one to end things in 2023, heartbroken to hear through the grapevine that Jenson had replaced her with a new girl just weeks later.

✹.⠀⠀،،⠀KIMI RAIKKONEN.

Michaela admittedly owes a lot of her approach to F1 to Kimi. Beyond the adoration she held for the Finnish driver, Michaela often raves about just how much Kimi welcomed her with open arms to Ferrari during her season as a reserve for the team. Often found defending the Australian to the media and Ferrari execs alike, Kimi shied away from truly vocalizing how much he adored the younger driver. Upon his retirement from formula racing, however, Kimi would offer Michaela the advice she holds closest to her chest: never give too much away.

✹.⠀⠀،،⠀NICO ROSBERG.

From the moment Michaela's name began swirling around the F1 paddock during her F3 days, Nico has openly had a soft spot for the Australian. He's given her unsolicited advice on more than one occasion and takes every opportunity to slide in a praise of her skill, potential, and performance anytime he finds himself in front of a mic. Aside from his ritual selfies with her whenever he finds himself in the paddock, Nico often checks in with the younger driver with a shoulder to lean on when she needs to vent. On Michaela's end, she absolutely calls him Britney every once in a while, but he lets it slide because she can do no wrong in his eyes.

✹.⠀⠀،،⠀GEORGE RUSSELL.

Michaela and George are one of the more unlikely pairs on the grid. Although Michaela is admittedly much closer to George's girlfriend, Carmen, the two have begun to warm up to each other. Their friendship started out icy as the two battled through their shared F2 season only for George to miss out on the championship by a few points.

The iciness continued through the end of the season when Michaela found herself left with very few options for an F1 seat while George easily scooped up a seat at Williams. After making their debut in 2019, being forced to do rookie PR together alongside Nyck, Lando, and Alex, brought them closer together through their shared love of tacky humor.

Michaela finds George hilarious and joins in on his antics whenever possible. In return, George sticks up for Michaela more than most others would dare. Fans look forward to their interactions on social media where they entertain the ridiculousness of each other comments.

✹.⠀⠀،،⠀SEBASTIAN VETTEL.

If Kimi gave Michaela the best advice she's ever been given, Sebastian gave her the worst advice she's ever been given. Starting from Michaela's time as Ferrari reserve when Sebastian and Kimi drove for the Italian team, Sebastian has consistently urged Michaela to relax and live in the moment. Though the advice was often framed innocently, Michaela knows firsthand all of the horrible decisions Sebastian's talked her into over the years. Between convincing her it was a good idea to go public with her relationship with Olivier and later convincing her to call Christian Horner out in the press, Michaela often turns to Sebastian for validation of her worst ideas.

Regardless of the bad advice, alongside Carlos, Lewis, and Nico, Sebastian has always been a phone call away. As easily as he's talked her into making questionable decisions, Sebastian's also talked her off the edge a few times. She owes her Aston Martin contract in part to Sebastian who, with Fernando's help, managed to convince Lawrence Stroll to take a chance on the Australian despite her turbulent season at McLaren.

✹.⠀⠀،،⠀MARK WEBBER.

Michaela and Mark have had rocky runs of ups and downs in their relationship. Mark first met a young Michaela in 2013 during his last season in F1. After Michaela's uncle and then-manager, Travis managed to convince the fellow Aussie to watch his niece race, Mark found himself in awe of the 13-year-old dominating her last year of karting. Connecting Travis with various sponsors, Mark was instrumental in securing Michaela her first racing opportunity with JHR Developments in the Ginetta Junior World Championship, a series she won in her first series.

Watching Michaela grow from an overexcited teenager to a levelheaded competitor instilled pride in Mark to be so involved in the development of a fellow Australian driver. Seeing Michaela achieve so much success in F2 before being promoted to F1, Mark has been her most vocal supporter from day one.

Their relationship would be tested in 2022 after Mark found out about Michaela's relationship with Jenson. After a fiery conversation in a hotel elevator, Michaela would go nearly a year before speaking to Mark again. Justifiably upset, Mark made it his mission to pull strings for the Australian behind closed doors to help her regain the confidence that had been shaken out of her from the eventual end of her relationship with Jenson.

Though their relationship is not as close as they once were, Mark is learning to let go of the image of the little girl he watched grow into a woman.

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[minkyungseokie]

I’m in major need of some requests rn. I have the other fics ready to go and I’ll be raising them when i have time, but I want to write for the barely written drivers like Yuki, Zhou, Pierre, Esteban, Liam, and more!! I really want to write for Danny too and Nando

I think I’ll start doing this once a month. Opening my requests for a few weeks or so and then close it once a month. I barely get requests anyway, so I think I’d be able to do this.

Don’t worry, I’m still working on Three’s a crowd and Driven by destiny, but I want to start writing for the barely written

I write for everyone on the grid except Bottas, Hulkenberg, and Kmag

Look at my Masterlist to see who I write for

Before you request:

Autosports Masterlist

How to request

Drivers only please. No tps or staff

[mynicosensesaretingling]

Playful banter and dull sceneries

Nico Rosberg x fem!reader

Request: “Hello I hope you're taking request sorry for bothering if not but could you please do Nico Rosberg friends to lovers ending in someone walking in on them while they’re making out? Thank you in advance.”

Warnings: none except it has been written in my notes app

Note: Thank you so much for your request. I had so much fun writing this and really hope you enjoy what I came up with!! <3

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The day of the race dawned with a sense of anticipation hanging in the air, the paddock abuzz with activity as teams and spectators alike prepared for the thrilling spectacle ahead. Amidst the hustle and bustle, you found yourself in the company of Nico Rosberg, your longtime friend and partner in crime.

As you strolled through the paddock together, Nico's presence beside you felt both familiar and electrifying, the air tingling with unspoken tension. Over the years, your friendship had evolved into something deeper, though neither of you had dared to acknowledge the simmering undercurrent of attraction that lingered between you.

"So, what's on the agenda for today?" you asked, eyes studying Nico’s side-profile with playful curiosity, as you waited for his answer. Turning his head to meet your gaze, Nico flashed you a grin, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, aside from winning the race, I thought we could find a cosy spot to avoid the paparazzi and their pesky questions.“

You raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on your lips. “Ah, so this is your clever plan to dodge the journalists, huh? Sneak away with me and hope they won’t find us?”

Nico feigned innocence, placing a hand over his heart in mock offence. “I’m hurt that you would even suggest such a thing! I just thought we could use some quality time away from the madness, that’s all.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing full well Nico’s aversion to the press. “Sure, Nico. Quality time away from the madness. Translation: hiding away from nosy reporters.” The blonde grinned unabashedly, his arm slipping around your shoulders as he pulled you closer. “Hey, if it means spending time with you, I’ll take my chances with the paparazzi any day.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his shameless flattery, playfully nudging him with your elbow. “Smooth, Rosberg. Real smooth.”

A comfortable silence settled between you as you made your way through the paddock, navigating through the maze of trailers and hospitality suites in search of the perfect hiding spot. Despite the chaos around you, there was a sense of peace in Nico’s company, a feeling of familiarity that eased the tension in your shoulders. 

Finally, you found yourselves at the paddock's edge, overlooking a secluded stretch of the racetrack. It wasn’t the most glamorous spot, with a few discarded tyre stacks providing makeshift seating, but it offered a reprieve from the chaos of the ever-buzzing paddock.

“Well, this is…. cosy.” you remark, eyebrows raised as you take in the less-than-stellar accommodations.

The driver chuckled, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. “I did promise you a quiet spot away from the crowds. I never said it would be luxurious.” You playfully elbow him in the ribs, earning a mock wince in response. “At least tell me to bring a cushion next time.” 

Nico grinned at your playful jab, rubbing his side theatrically. “Ouch! Next time, I’ll be sure to pack a bottle of champagne for the princess.” 

You roll your eyes at the nickname, biting your lip to prevent the laugh bubbling up within you from escaping. “I guess for now we’ll just have to make do without the VIP treatment.” 

The blonde driver settled onto one of the discarded tyre stacks, motioning for you to join him. “Come on, don’t be a diva. This is prime real estate.” You followed suit, perching on the stack beside him with a grin. “You know, I think I’ve had worse seats at the movies.”

Nico chuckled, head tilting, as his gaze lingered on you for a moment longer than necessary. “Well. as long as the company’s good, that’s all that matters, right?” 

Noticing the warmth in his words, your heart fluttered. The playful banter between the two of you adding an extra layer of tension to the already-charged atmosphere. 

“Of course,” you replied, flashing him a smirk. “Though I must admit, the view could be better.” your hand lazily gesturing in front of you. Nico raised his eyebrow, the mischievous glint returning to his eyes upon hearing your comment. 

“Are you implying that I’m not enough to keep you entertained? I’m wounded.”

His dramatic antics lead you to shake your head in amusement. “Oh, come on, Nico. You know you’re more than enough to keep me entertained. I just thought a more scenic backdrop wouldn’t hurt.” 

Nico feigned a loud sigh, hand clutching his chest, as if your words had struck him. “I’m crushed! Here I was, thinking I was the main attraction.” You couldn’t help but giggle at his theatrics. “Well, you’re a close second.” The driver’s blue eyes sparkled with amusement, as he grinned. “I’ll take it. But just wait until I win this race- you’ll be singing a different tune then.”

You cross your arms, eyes sparkling upon feeling challenged. 

“Oh, is that a promise, Rosberg? Because last time I checked, certain other drivers might have something to say about that.” The man’s grin widened, the competitive spark igniting in his gaze. “Ah, but you forget, my dear. I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve this time.”

You fully turned your body in his direction, to lean in closer. “Well, I guess we’ll just have to wait and see, won’t we? But I’ll have you know, I’m not easily impressed, Rosberg.”

Nico was still grinning, his gaze holding yours with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. “Oh, I’m counting on it. After all, what fun would winning be if it didn’t come with a challenge?”

You laughed, the sound bubbling up from deep within you as you met his playful challenge head-on. "Well, then, consider me your greatest challenge yet. But don't get too cocky, Nico. You haven't won this race yet."

Nico's expression softened, a hint of something more lingering in his gaze as he looked at you. "True, but with you by my side, I'd say my odds are looking pretty good."

The words hung in the air between you, charged with a tension that left you breathless. In that moment, surrounded by the fading light of the afternoon sun and the distant buzzing of the paddock, you couldn't imagine being anywhere else.

But just as the tension between you threatened to reach its peak, Nico's cocky demeanour resurfaced, bringing the sense of playfulness back to the moment. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he reached out, his hand gently grasping yours.

"Well, if I haven't won the race yet, perhaps I'll just have to find another way to claim my victory," he quipped, his voice laced with a hint of seduction.

Before you could respond, he surprised you by reaching out and tugging you from your perch on the stack of tyres. You found yourself swept off your feet, quite literally, as Nico effortlessly pulled you onto his lap, interrupting your protest with a playful grin.

"Nico, what on earth—" you began, but before you could finish your sentence, he cut you off with a cheeky smirk.

"Just making sure you have the best view possible, darling," he said, his arms encircling you in a snug embrace. "You were right, the scenery is quite dull after all."

You couldn't help but let out a laugh at his audacity, though a part of you couldn't deny the flutter of excitement that his closeness stirred within you. "Well, aren't you just the epitome of chivalry, Nico Rosberg."

Nico smirked, the playful expression never leaving his lips. "Only the best for you, my dear. After all, it's not every day I get to share a secluded spot overlooking the racetrack with such charming company." You rolled your eyes at his smooth talk, but couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at your lips. "Oh, spare me the flattery, Rosberg. We both know you're just trying to distract me from the fact that you're about to get your butt handed to you on the racetrack."

Nico's grin widened, his confidence unwavering. "Is that a challenge, darling? Because I assure you, I'm more than ready to prove you wrong."  "Oh, I'm counting on it. But just remember, Nico, actions speak louder than words." you teasingly wink.

Nico's eyes gleamed with mischief as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin, as his voice suddenly became husky. "Well then, I suppose I'll just have to let my actions do the talking."

Before you could even process the meaning of his words, he closed the distance between you, his lips meeting yours with a gentle urgency. In that instant, years of unspoken longing seemed to culminate in the tender press of his lips against yours. It was as if every stolen glance, every lingering touch, had led to this moment of undeniable connection.

As his arms enveloped you, pulling you closer, you felt a sense of completeness wash over you. The world around you faded into insignificance, leaving only the warmth of his embrace and the sweet taste of his lips against yours. It was a moment of pure bliss, a culmination of years of pining and unspoken desires finally coming to fruition.

In that fleeting moment, everything just clicked into place, and you lost yourself in the intoxicating sensation of being truly and completely loved. It was a kiss filled with passion, tenderness, and a deep-seated longing that could no longer be denied. And as you melted into his embrace, the world seemed to stand still, leaving only the two of you and the undeniable truth of your connection.

Amidst the fervour of the moment, a satisfied, hoarse noise escaped Nico's lips, a primal sound of contentment that sent shivers down your spine. It was a silent affirmation of the intensity of his emotions, a wordless declaration that spoke volumes about the depth of his desire. And as you melted further into his embrace, you couldn't help but reciprocate, your own heart echoing the fervent passion that burned between you.

But just as the kiss deepened, a sudden voice shattered the moment, causing you to jump in surprise.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Jenson's smirk widened as he observed the scene before him, his eyes flickering between you and Nico with a knowing gleam.

Nico groaned theatrically at the interruption, one hand reaching up to comb through his tousled hair while the other comfortably rested on your hip. "Jenson! What are you doing here?" he exclaimed, though there was a hint of amusement in his voice.

The Brit chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Just thought I'd take a stroll through the paddock and see what I could find. I must say, I didn't expect to stumble upon a couple of lovebirds in the process."

You exchanged sheepish glances with Nico, a blush creeping up your cheeks at Jenson's teasing remark. "Well, it looks like our secret's out," you quipped, a playful grin tugging at your lips.

Nico chuckled, his arm tightening around your waist as he pulled you closer. "I suppose there's no hiding it now. But if we're going to be caught, I can't think of a better person to witness our... moment."

Jenson raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, believe me, it was pretty obvious from the moment I stumbled upon you two. The way you were practically glued to each other's sides? I'd say the cat's been out of the bag for a while now."

You exchanged a surprised glance with Nico, the realization dawning on you that perhaps your feelings for each other weren't as much of a secret as you had thought. But as Nico pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, his gaze softening with affection, you knew that whatever the future held, you were ready to face it together – with laughter, love, and the occasional teasing remark from the ever-observant Jenson Button.

[faithshouseofchaos]

Welcome to faithshouseofchaos Smutober Fic

Fest and 2k follower celebration + 31 days of Smutober Halloween fics

2 months long

Down below you'll find a list of Drivers/ OC/Hockey players/characters to choose from along with Smut prompts with fic types ex: Sweet tart ropes-"now what would your father do if he found out" + Lemon bars— dads best friend + Strawberry Shortcake -age gap.

I also have fluff prompts along with angst hurt/ comfort that I’ll be adding once I hit 2k (12 followers away) along with angst/hurt and comfort and the other half of my supernatural prompt list that @sweate-r-weathe-r and I will be working on when we have free time.

It's really simple and fun and remember it's October so you know what that means Faiths supernatural F1 au's are back in business for a whole month.

If you have your own idea that's fine too

All fics written will be tagged with faithshouseofchaos Smutober and faithshouseofchaosofchaos 2k celebration

I have two fics that are unrelated to this that I’m currently working on that are for @moss-on-tmblr and @sweate-r-weathe-r !

Alex Albon

Arthur leclerc

Carlos sainz

Charles Leclerc

Caden jones oc

Checo Perez

Daniel ricciardo

Esteban ocon

Fernando Alonso

Franco Colapinto

George Russell

Jenson Button

Jack doohan

Kimi raikkonen

Kevin magnussen

Kaycee Thomas oc

Lando Norris

Lewis Hamilton

Logan Sargent

Lance stroll

Leo Mctavish oc

Max verstappen

Mark webbah

Marc Marquez

Mateo Santiago oc

Nico rosberg

Nico Huelkenberg

Oscar piastri

Pierre gasly

Pato o’ward

Sebastian Vettel

Toto wolff

Valtteri Bottas

Yuki tsunoda

Zhou gaunyu

OC driver pairings

Leo and Max

Kaycee and loscar

Charles and Mateo

Caden and Daniel

Luke Hughes

Jack Hughes

Quinn Hughes

Nico hischier

Trevor Zegras

Jamie Drysdale

andrei svechikov

Spike (btvs)

Angle (btvs)

Lance sweets (bones)

Bo duke (dukes of hazzard)

Luke duke (dukes of hazzard)

Dean Winchester (supernatural)

Sam Winchester (supernatural)

Bucky Barnes (marvel)

Steven grant (marvel)

Marc Spector (marvel)

Tyler Owen’s (twister)

Jake seresin (top gun maverick)

Klaus mikealson (the originals)

Elijah mikealson (the originals)

Creatures

Werewolf

Vampire

Ghost

Ghoul

Which/Warlock

Incubus

Mermaid/man

Shifter (any kind)

Demon

Angel

Human

Type of fic

Dark fic

Smut

Angst

Hurt/comfort

Fluff

Sub!reader

Sub!character

Sub!Driver

Dom!reader

Dom!Character

Dom!Driver

X - reader gender neutral

Fem! X reader

Male! X reader

Driver x driver

Polyamory

Treats/smut prompts

M&M’s — “I'm starving, but I want to eat all of you”

Candy corn— "Never trust a man whose smile steals the breath right from your lungs."

Snickers— “This is wrong.” “So wrong.” While continuing to pull at each other's clothes, mind fogged with nothing but lust and arousal.

Milky Way —"Such a good little pup, aren't you?"

Smarties—"Mark me. Mark me so everyone knows who I belong to."

Skittles —“My little slut to ruin.”

Reese’s Pieces—“I want you. I want you with me, on me, and in me.”

Candy apples —“I’m yours. Only yours.”

Gummy worms —“I hate you so much”

Crunch bars —“I never done this before”

Tootsie rolls —“shhh I got you sweet heart just lie back and let me take care of you”

3 Musketeers — “it’s cold and I’m tired. Can you come keep me warm baby?”

Jaw breakers “you like this don’t you baby? The feeling of my fangs brushing against your neck.”

Jolly rancher — “You’ve never even touched yourself?”

Baby Ruth—“I want you to teach me.”

Peanut Butter cups—“Makes me want to wreck you.”

Almond joys/mounds—“what are you an exhibitionist?”

Airheads— “aww look at you turning into the dumb slut I know you are at the sight of my cock”

Laffy Taffy—“I see the way you stare at my thighs come on darling I know you want to”

KitKats— “don’t be a brat and maybe just maybe I’ll let you cum later”

Twix— “don’t look at me, look in the mirror. look in the reflection at your reflection and you’ll see what I see baby”

Reese’s take five—“Behave, I wouldn’t want to have to punish you now.”

Butter fingers —“Can’t you handle it, baby?” “I can-fuck, I can handle it.”

Starburst —“look at them. See how wrecked they look? Isn’t it something? and it’s all from watching you darlin. They like to watch they get off on it and by the way your reacting I’d say you get of from someone watching you take it like the good boy/girl you are”

Sour patch kids— “Act like a brat and I’ll treat you like a brat.” + “Count them for me.”

Sweet tart ropes—“now what would your father do if he found out”

Nerds— “shhh go back to sleep baby I’ll take care of you”

Milk chocolate —“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making.”

Dark chocolate—“I can hear how loud your heart is beating and I must say it’s arousing”

White chocolate —“Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there.”

Vero Mango— “you look so good I could just eat you up but you would like that wouldn’t you?”

Desserts/sides

Chocolate Cake —Interlocking your fingers above your head while making out passionately.

Chocolate chip cookies —hate fucking

Brownies—possessive sex

Red velvet cake —public sex

Chocolate covered pretzels —cockwarming after a long day in order to calm down together

Vanilla cake + chocolate icing —gentle comforting sex

Vanilla flavored ice cream —angry sex in the middle of a fight

Chocolate flavored ice cream — oral sex

Kentucky bourbon cake —exhibition + voyeurism

Banana bread —gentle comforting sex

Blueberry Muffins —marking kink

Lemon bars— dads best friend

Oatmeal raisin Cookies —cardiophilia

Strawberry Shortcake —age gap

S’mores— brat taming

Coffee Cake —Thigh riding

Peanut Butter bars—sugar daddy

Fudge—mirror sex + body worship

Peppermint bark— sleepy domestic sex lol

Cinnamon rolls — period sex

Honey buns —alternative reality

Lava cakes — Vore

Rice crispy treats— Enemies to lovers

Strawberry danish— Workplace rivals

Supernatural prompts optional

Having to chase their werewolf S/O around the city like a loose dog during a full moon. Nothing harmful will happen, just making sure they aren't eating out of garbage cans and breaking public property

"A Shapeshifter? Prove it." "I can turn into you." "I see myself in the mirror every day, do someone cool."

"Have you always had fangs, or have I just not been paying attention?"

"Don't let the black eyes fool you, I'm very gentle."

"Just because I'm not a Winchester, doesn't mean I'm a clueless jackass."

"So, have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?" "You're not the devil."

B is a human who told all their friends that they have a vampire significant other. This, of course, is a lie, so they seek out A and beg them to date them so that B won’t be seen as a liar.

“Did it hurt when I fell from heaven?” “That’s . . . that’s not how that line works”

B has had no luck with dating, so A claims that it’s their purpose to get B a partner and they teach B how to flirt.

“Did . . . did you just call me ‘angel’? Like a pet name?”

“It’s kinda comforting to know that there’s someone up there looking over me” “Oh we’re not looking over people. People are boring”

“No ones ever answered my prayers before” “I’m the first one to listen”

“Look at me, you’re not a monster”

“If the cure doesn’t work, will you still love me?”

So do you howl at the moon ?

I am not a homosexual. i am a heterosexual werewolf, [name], who fucks around with other guys

you smell like a wet dog.

i just saw you turn into a giant dog

Character A to Incubus “So are you responsible for my sex dreams at night?” Character B “No that’s all you. You’re a very horny person”

“You're not gonna turn me into a frog?” Character A asks Character B whose a witch

“Can you talk to fish?” Character A asks Character B “what?” Character B asks “well I figured since you’re half fish you can talk to them”

“You're not gonna eat me are you?” Character A asks character B “no i'm not gonna eat you. Unless you want me to eat you”

“Keep your filthy paws off my mate”

“You're not gonna sing a song and sink our boat and kill me are you?” Character A says to the mermaid/merman character B “No. I’m not that type of mermaid/merman”

Welcome to faithshouseofchaos 2k celebration

Sweet tooth/fluff/comfort

Cow tails— “here I figured you were hungry so I made your favorite food”

Blow pops — “you did this all for me oh baby you shouldn’t have”

Dum-Dums “I can help you with that…you know”

Milk duds — "We could just stay like this, cuddling all day, if you want."

Cotton candy—"I know you're struggling right now, and it's okay, okay? We'll get through this."

Sweet tarts — “what did I do to deserve you?”

Swiss rolls —making someone's comfort meal after a long day

Twinkies— staying in bed all day

Zebra cakes — losing a loved one

Nutty buttery’s — acts of service that make your partner happy and loved

Cosmic brownies— picnic date

Ding-Dongs— adopting a pet together

Fluff prompts to choose from

List of “I ain't gonna lie, it's a real weird time for stars to align; last place I would think I would start to fall, I guess I'll call it lowkey meant to be” prompts  by dumplingsjinson

Established relationships

cruel ways to push someone away

Reason for there to only be one bed

one bed trope the morning after

your blushing prompts

saying I love you without saying I love you

Careful or I will fall for you

physical affection prompts

subtle physical affection

different ways to kiss someone part one

part two part three

Kissing details

Spicy romance prompt

angst prompts

Angry confessions

Angsty romance

Reactions to making someone cry

I want you pinning prompts

Like a moth to a flame prompt

enemies to lovers

Angry love confessions

hurt/comfort

Exs to lovers

stay prompts

still prompts

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request masterlist

because all of you are so crazy fucking talented, i had to make a separate masterlist of all the amazing prompts you gave me to work with, so i hope u enjoy it!

navigate here ↓↓ max verstappen - verstappen ! sister x f1 grid mv1 x senna!daughter!reader headcannon maxie boy and schat (mv1) to hell with him (mv1, cl16! as a brother) coração valente (mv1) the alchemy (mv1) grumpy lover boy (mv1)

lando norris - my angel, my haven (ln4) american boy and his sassy norris (ls2) pt2 {PLATONIC} ruin our friendship (ln4) we decided to break the internet (ln4) paddock love (ln4) i'll always be your home (dr3 platonic + ln4) look me in the eyes and tell me how you feel (ln4) look up from your fucking phone (ln4) we can last forever (ln4) norris are you crying? (cs55, ln4 <3) make them go away (ln4) say something, say anything (ln4) brick on my heart (ln4) every scan, every kick (ln4)

carlos sainz- glitter and lucky socks (cs55) please smile amore (cs55) let me dry your eyes (cs55) give me a chance (cs55) what are we even fighting for? (cs55) norris are you crying? (cs55, ln4 <3) bruised knuckles (cs55) charles leclerc- puppy dog eyes (cl16) charles leclerc x fem!reader - when they're angry at eachother

sebastian vettel- cozy cuddles (sv5) breathe baby breathe (sv5) silence is the killer (sv5) kimi raikkonen - world apart yet we fit (kr7) iceman and his sunshine (kr7) melted your heart (kr7) mi vida (kr7)

nico hulkenberg- my proudest accomplishment (nh27) signing my way to you (nh27) set us up (nh27)

daniel riccirado - she's my grump (dr3) but daddy i love him (dr3) i would choose you (dr3) baby you're my everything (dr3) yeah that's my man (dr3) can't do this again (dr3) oscar piastri- mismatched plates & fairy lights (op81) my heart hurts (op81)

nico rosberg- opened my heart again (nr6) its britney bitch (nr6)

mark webbar- cracks in my armor (mw6) please don't leave (mw6)

other - somewhere in the crowd there's you (gr63) just died and already joking (fa14) love grows where my rosemary grows (jb22) silent cries and salty kisses (lh44) you are everything (ls2)

old driver fanfic bank! tell me why you're here (dc14) little schumi (ms7!daughter) look at us (mh9)

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here is everyone i write for. if you have any questions, send an ask, or if you are wondering if i will write for someone, send an ask.

all will be fem!reader, unless otherwise noted

aus

sister!reader

fandoms

formula one

formula one

alex albon

carlos sainz

charles leclerc

fernando alonso

george russell

kevin magnussen

lance stroll

lando norris

lewis hamilton

logan sargent

max verstappen

nico hulkenberg

nico rosberg

oscar piastri

pierre gasly

sebastian vettel

toto wolff

formula one throuples

galex x reader

charlos x reader

haasbands x reader

landoscar x reader

lestappen x reader

loscar x reader

norstappen x reader

carcar x reader

piarles x reader

formula one throuples ft wags

charles x alex x reader

george x carmen x reader

pierre x kika x reader

alex x lily x reader

[love44lew]

guys this is my wife. we’re married. we’re in love 💍🪼🤍.

[love44lew]

intro!!

the art of yearning

fav drivers!- 44 81 33 16 22

about me!- HUGE lh44 fan, i listen to Lana Del Rey, Chappell Roan, Frank Ocean, Brent Faiyaz, Cigarettes After Sex, Tems, Rihanna, and more!!, got bored on summer break so i made this account 😭, i love love love writing so plz request!!

((plz read))

yes- brocades, sebkimi, maxiel, sebmark, multiple drivers x reader, tbh anything that isn’t in no, gn!reader, fem!reader

no- driver!reader, scat/piss, dead bird do not eat, really intense smut, self harm, s/a, sewercide, somno, 15+ year age gap, food stuff (depends on the food), misuse of anything

reblogs are appreciated 🤍

[lokideservesahug]

Can i ask for nico rosberg fluff or a mark webber sugar daddy smau?

Well I'm going to post the Mark Webber smau in not too long👀... And I've already planned out the Nico fluff and should hopefully get that out in the not too distant future!!

Update:

Here is the Mark fic.

And here is the Nico one :)

[love44lew]

i added a playlist section to my masterlist !!!

[mynicosensesaretingling]

One glance, A Second Chance

Nico Rosberg x fem! reader

Summary: Nico and (Y/N) unexpectedly cross paths at a charity event in Monaco. Old feelings resurface and they wonder if they might be able to give love a second chance.

Warnings: none

Note: Just a little thing that came to mind. I hope my fellow Nico enthusiasts enjoy this <3

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The Monaco Charity Gala was in full swing, the grand hall filled with the glittering elite of the racing world and beyond. Chandeliers cast a golden glow across the room, while the soft hum of conversation and clinking glasses blended with the sound of an orchestra playing softly in the background. Amidst the glitz and glamour, (Y/N) stood confidently, her black gown hugging her figure as she scanned the room with ease.

She was no stranger to events like these. Her success in the business world had made her a regular at high-profile galas, but tonight carried an extra layer of significance. It had been years since she’d been in the same room as Nico Rosberg. Their paths had diverged sharply after their brief, intense relationship years ago, back when his racing career was in full swing and her career was just taking off.

"Still can’t believe you got me to come here," (Y/N) murmured to her friend beside her, holding a champagne flute in hand. "I thought I was done with these types of events."

Her friend laughed lightheartedly. "Oh, come on. It's Monaco! And you look like you own the place."

With a small subtle smirk forming on her lips, (Y/N) clinked her glass with hers. "Fine, you win this one."

As they chatted, (Y/N)'s gaze drifted across the room—until her eyes came to an abrupt stop. There he was. Nico Rosberg. He hadn’t changed much since she’d last seen him: still the same confident, relaxed demeanour, his blonde hair swept back, and those striking blue eyes that had always drawn attention, were still holding the same sparkle that she remembered so fondly. He was deep in conversation with someone, but almost as if sensing her gaze, his eyes found hers across the room.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Nico’s expression shifted, surprise flickering across his face, quickly replaced by something more unreadable. His lips curved into a small smile as he excused himself from his conversation and made his way toward her.

(Y/N) took a steadying breath, not out of nerves, but to prepare herself for the inevitable conversation. She wasn’t the starry-eyed girl she had been when they first met. She had changed, and so had he. But there was a history between them, a spark that never fully faded, no matter how hard she tried to ignore it.

"Surreal. But seeing a friendly face makes it a bit more real," Nico said as he approached her, his smile soft but genuine.

"Oh, really?" (Y/N) teased, raising an eyebrow. "Just a friendly face? I’m wounded, Rosberg."

Nico chuckled, his eyes lighting up with amusement. "Okay, maybe a little more than just a friendly face." He paused, letting his gaze linger on her for a moment. "You look stunning, by the way."

(Y/N) smirked. "I always do."

There it was—the banter that had always come so naturally between them. Nico's grin widened, clearly enjoying the back-and-forth. "Fair enough. But you still surprised me. I didn’t think I’d see you here in Monaco of all places."

"Surprised myself, honestly," she admitted, taking a sip of her champagne. "But it’s Monaco, as you said. And it’s always fun to see old friends."

"Is that what we are now? Old friends?" Nico leaned in slightly, his tone low, playful even.

(Y/N) met his gaze head-on, her smile unwavering. "Well, considering you haven’t spoken to me in what… three years? Yeah, I'd say old friends is a good place to start."

Nico laughed, clearly not fazed by her confidence. "Touché. But to be fair, you’ve been busy conquering the world, and I’ve been—"

"Retired?" she finished, her eyes sparkling. "Yes, I noticed."

He raised a brow, clearly amused by her boldness. "I prefer 'champion-turned-entrepreneur,' thank you very much."

(Y/N) gave him a slow, approving nod. "That does indeed sound better."

Nico flashed a smile, clearly enjoying the subtle praise, but there was something more behind his eyes. “So, what about you? I remember you always had a million things going on. What’s kept you busy lately?”

(Y/N) leaned against the bar, turning her body slightly toward him. “Busy would be an understatement. Expanding the company, travelling... you know how it is.”

Nico tilted his head, curiosity piqued. “You always were ambitious. But what brought you to Monaco? I mean, it’s not just for the racing, right?”

She chuckled, swirling the champagne in her glass. “You’d be surprised. I’ve always had a soft spot for Monaco, and not just for the obvious reasons. It’s got charm, a pace I can appreciate now.”

“Now?” Nico raised a brow. “Has something changed?”

“More like I’ve changed,” (Y/N) replied, her gaze briefly meeting his, her expression softening. “Life moves fast. Sometimes you have to slow down and appreciate what’s right in front of you.”

Nico’s smile widened. “You sound like someone who’s finally found balance.”

“Maybe I have.” Her eyes flicked toward the stage where guests were mingling. “But enough about me. Tell me, does retired life suit you?”

Nico leaned in slightly, his voice lowering in a conspiratorial whisper. “Retired isn’t the word I’d use. More like… strategically exited.”

(Y/N) laughed, the sound drawing a few glances from the nearby tables. “Strategically exited? Wow, that sounds like something you’d put on a résumé.”

“Hey, if I’m going to leave on a high, might as well make it sound good, right?” Nico grinned, clearly amused by their back-and-forth. But then his tone softened, and he glanced at her with a more genuine expression. “But seriously… life after racing, it’s different. Calmer. But I can’t lie—I do miss it sometimes.”

(Y/N) nodded, understanding more than he knew. “It must be hard to step away from something that’s been your entire life for so long. But you seem to have transitioned well.”

“I’m doing my best.” Nico shrugged, his eyes never leaving hers. “And honestly, moments like this—seeing old friends again—they make it a little easier.”

There was a pause, the weight of his words settling between them. (Y/N) felt the familiar spark, the one that had been there years ago, flickering again.

“You know,” she said, breaking the silence with a smirk, “you’ve become quite the charmer since your ‘strategic exit.’ Was it part of your post-racing training?”

Nico laughed, shaking his head. “No, no training required. I just remember how to keep up with you.”

Before (Y/N) could respond, a voice interrupted the moment. "Nico!" A fellow guest had come up to greet him, and Nico gave them a polite smile before turning back to her.

“Duty calls,” he said, a hint of reluctance in his tone. “But don’t disappear on me, okay?”

(Y/N) gave him a playful smile. “I’ll try not to, but no promises.”

Nico’s grin widened as he stood, but before he walked away, he leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. “I’ll hold you to that.”

As he moved back into the crowd, (Y/N) watched him go, feeling the undeniable pull of their connection. It had been years, but something about tonight felt different—more electric, more certain.

The night continued, with flashes of conversation and laughter, but her mind kept drifting back to Nico. They hadn’t crossed paths in so long, but now that they had, the chemistry between them was undeniable.

Later, as the event began to wind down, (Y/N) stepped outside to get some fresh air. The cool night breeze was refreshing against her skin, a welcome reprieve from the warmth of the crowded gala hall.

She heard footsteps behind her and wasn’t surprised when Nico appeared at her side, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. “Escaping the madness too?”

“Just needed a moment,” she replied with a smile. “It’s been quite the night.”

Nico nodded, standing close enough that their shoulders almost touched. “It really has.”

They stood there for a few moments in comfortable silence, gazing out at the city lights twinkling over Monaco’s famous harbour. The night felt peaceful, but there was an undeniable tension between them—one that neither of them seemed eager to break.

Eventually, Nico spoke, his voice softer than before. “You know, I’ve been thinking about something.”

(Y/N) turned to look at him, curiosity in her eyes. “Oh? What’s that?”

He hesitated for a second as if weighing his words. “We’ve both changed. A lot. But standing here with you, it feels… easy. Like no time has passed.”

Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt the pull again—stronger this time. “It does,” she agreed, her voice just above a whisper.

Nico turned to face her fully, his blue eyes locking onto hers. “I don’t want to miss the chance to reconnect. To see where this goes.”

(Y/N)’s breath caught in her throat, the weight of his words sinking in. She had always been confident, in control, but right now, with him, she felt the stirrings of something more—something she hadn’t felt in a long time.

She smiled softly, her heart pounding in her chest. “I’d like that, Nico.”

The smile that spread across Nico’s face was genuine, full of warmth and something more—something hopeful. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch sending a shiver down her spine. “Sunday, after the race. Let me take you out. No galas, no crowds—just us.”

(Y/N) didn’t hesitate this time. “It’s a date.”

Nico’s eyes sparkled with satisfaction, and he took a step closer, his presence intoxicating, as he repeated his words from earlier, “I’ll hold you to that.”

As the night wrapped around them, the moment between them lingered—filled with the promise of something new, something that had been waiting to be reignited all along.

[mynicosensesaretingling]

Lost in the moment (part 2)

Nico Rosberg x fem!reader

Summary: After their friendship ended unexpectedly, Nico and (Y/N) continued their lives on different paths, but what happens when they meet again? (part 2 of 2)

Warnings: Once again a little angst, female reader

Note: I was honestly surprised how well the first part of this fic was received. Thank you all so much for your feedback!

(part 2 of 2)

Find part 1 here: https://www.tumblr.com/mynicosensesaretingling/733720166569033728/lost-in-the-moment-part-1?source=share

Hope you enjoy <3

The years that followed were a relentless storm for both Nico and (Y/N), each navigating their separate paths with the ghost of their past lingering.

Nico’s championship victory and the soon-following retirement propelled him into the dazzling spotlight of Formula 1, becoming a charismatic figure both on and off the race track.

However, the memory of that final race continued to linger in the back of his mind, a bittersweet victory tainted by the absence of someone he had considered a confidante. Someone he had loved. Of course, he had seen the notifications of her calls once the celebrations had stopped. But whereas at first, he didn’t call her back simply out of spite and having been hurt, the more time went by, the more he feared actually hearing her speak his suspicions of having been betrayed into existence.

Meanwhile, (Y/N) on the other hand, had to face the daunting task of fighting her way back into the world of reporting. Having lost her job at Countdown Magazine , the young woman found herself feeling lost in the working world. The void left by Formula 1 was a constant ache, a reminder of the dreams she once had to forfeit and the pain of not having been there for Nico during his triumphant moment was an emotional wound that refused to heal, casting a lingering shadow on her achievements. However, she found that her luck hadn't completely run out, for after a few unsuccessful jobs, she was offered a position as a reporter for a small, upcoming motorsport journal called The Racing Project.

Although over the years both Nico and (Y/N)  followed a similar career path, their paths did not actually cross until the much-anticipated Las Vegas Grand Prix.

The stage was set, the racetrack buzzing with fervour, as Nico stood filming a live segment in the paddock, delivering his commentary with practised ease. The cameras captured every word he spoke, but his mind was elsewhere. As he scanned the crowd, his eyes unexpectedly fell upon a familiar figure- (Y/N).

Time seemed to halt, the cacophony of the racing world drowned by a flood of memories and emotions. Nico’s heart quickened its pace, a turbulent storm surging within him. The very sight of his former friend, after all these years, sent his thoughts spiralling into a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. 

The ex-racer stumbled over his words, a subtle tremor in his voice betraying the storm of emotions raging inside him. “And…and as we witness this….um, remarkable race unfolding before us,” he managed to continue, though the words suddenly felt foreign on his tongue.

Nico couldn’t tear his gaze from (Y/N)’s form, caught between the past and present. The weight of their shared history bore down on him, each moment they had shared flashing through his mind like a movie reel. His eyes conveyed a mixture of surprise, longing and a hint of regret for the years of silence, that had separated them.

The subtle changes in Nico’s demeanour didn’t go unnoticed by the camera and crew. His usual composed demeanour wavered, a fleeting glimpse of vulnerability surfacing in his eyes. The inner conflict that churned within him was evident to those who knew him well, a battle between the duties of the present and the ghosts of the past.

As the blond shrugged to maintain his composure, the words of the commentary became a blur as the realization that (Y/N) was back in his life hit him. He tried to regain his focus, attempting to steer the commentary back on track, but the presence of (Y/N) in the crowd continued to pull at the threads of his composure.

 It wasn’t until the segment was finally finished, that Jenson, who had moderated the segment along with Nico and was well aware of the history between him and the female reporter, leaned in and whispered, “I didn't know that (Y/N) is working as a Formula 1 reporter again after her sudden release just before your championship race.”

Jenson’s statement led revelation to hit Nico like a tidal wave. The pieces of the puzzle all of sudden fell into place, and the weight of misunderstanding and regret bore down on him. “Excuse me.” Nico stuttered out, freeing himself of the broadcasting equipment before hurriedly plunging into the bustling crowd, determined to confront the past. 

Rushing past crew members and paddock guests, his blue eyes scanned the crowd with restlessness before finally landing on the all-too-familiar shape of (Y/N).

“(Y/n),“ he called out, his voice carrying the echoes of years of silence. 

Upon hearing his voice call out to her, the woman turned, eyes widening in surprise, before narrowing again in anger. The air around them was suddenly buzzing with the electricity of unspoken words and unresolved feelings. “Nico,” she replied coldly, her voice betraying a simmering anger beneath the surface. 

Nico took a cautious step closer, the atmosphere fraught with tension. “I…I didn’t know. I thought you used me for stories. I didn’t know what happened that day.” his words came out rushed, as he struggled to keep up with his own thoughts. Lifting her chin,  (Y/N) crossed her arms, a defensive gesture as she glared at him. “Well, glad you’ve figured it out by now.” her voice cut through the noise of the racetrack. “I lost my job, Nico. I lost everything I had worked for, and you didn’t even bother to hear me out. You think an apology fixes this?” 

Nico reached for (Y/N)’s hand, a silent plea for understanding and forgiveness. “My mind was too clouded by the fact that you weren’t by my side during my victory, to be able to think rationally. I should have known.” he tried to explain himself, voice haunted by the regret of misplaced assumptions.

(Y/N) pulled her hand away from his grasp, a scoff escaping her lips. “Known? I would’ve never expected you to just know. But you should have asked, Nico. You didn’t give me a single chance to explain myself. Instead, you just disappeared.” with the last word, she jabbed an angry finger at his chest. 

Nico opened his mouth to respond, but (Y/N) cut him off “ You don’t get to just waltz back into my life after all these years and expect everything to be okay. You have no idea what it was like for me, losing my job and feeling abandoned by my best friend.” 

The man’s face fell, the reality of the pain he had caused written across his features. “(Y/N),please. I didn’t know the truth, and I-”

“Don’t,” she interrupted, her voice sharp.”You didn’t bother to find out. You just assumed the worst, and I won’t just forget that.”

The tension between them was palpable as they stood there, the racetrack humming with the distant roar of engines. Whereas (Y/N)’s eyes held a mixture of anger and hurt, Nico felt the weight of his past choices pressing down on him. The heavy silence between them was once again interrupted by her voice, the anger now morphed into frustration. “You made your choice back then.” She sounded defeated. Nico struggled to find the right words, his chest tight with regret. “I messed up. I should have trusted you, and I���m sorry.” 

Unwilling to meet his gaze, (Y/N) turned away. “Sorry doesn’t erase the past, Nico. I don’t need your apologies now, I got work to do.”

The gravity of her words hung heavily between them.Once determined to seek reconciliation, Nico faced the consequences of his assumptions.The racetrack, witness to their shared highs and lows, now became a battleground for a different kind of race- a race against time to repair the fractured bond between them. As they lingered in the charged silence, a new layer of tension emerged. The unspoken truth of feelings that had never found a voice in the past now hovered between them. They had danced around something more profound than friendship, an undercurrent of emotions that had remained buried.

Deciding to try a different approach, Nico’s tone softened. “Remember that night when I waited for you in the pouring rain?”

As she turned back around to him (Y/N)’s eyes flickered with curiosity, a hint of vulnerability breaking through her defensive stance. “What?” 

Nico’s eyes nervously searched hers, an unsure, almost shy smile on his lips. “I stole that umbrella from Toto and to this day I am unsure of whether I was more nervous about waiting for you or the possibility of Toto finding out I was the reason he got drenched to the bone.”

A breathless chuckle broke through her frown, the sound like music to Nico’s ears. “You stole an umbrella from your boss, just so you could go on a walk with me?” her voice was laced with amusement and disbelief. “Mhm,” he hummed in response, his smile widening into a grin, blue eyes sparkling as he thought back to that very evening. “I actually hid around a corner for like 10 minutes, because I could hear how on edge he was, asking crew members about where his umbrella went.” A genuine laugh escaped (Y/N) at that, eyes glistening as she was hit by a wave of nostalgia. There was another moment of silence between the pair, although this time it felt more intimate.

“You know that when it came to us it was never about the job right?” her voice was barely louder than a whisper and if Nico hadn’t already been paying such close attention to her, he would have surely missed it. 

His eyes bore into (Y/N)’s, the weight of her words sinking in. The revelation hung in the air, an unspoken truth that had shaped their past interactions. With her vulnerability laid bare, (Y/N) waited for Nico’s response, the air heavy with anticipation. In that moment the racetrack seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the two of them suspended in an emotional crossfire.

Nico, grappling with the unexpected confession, searched her eyes for clarity. The realization hit him like a thunderbolt. Their unspoken connection had always transcended the confines of a professional relationship, a truth buried beneath the surface of camaraderie and shared passion for Formula 1.

Studying his face, (Y/N) could watch as a  myriad of emotions played across Nico’s face- surprise, regret and a hint of realization. 

“(Y/N)”, he murmured, his voice tinged with astonishment and understanding, as his brain struggled to find the right words.

The woman’s gaze wavered, and she nodded, a mixture of sadness and acceptance in her eyes. “You were so focused on the rivalry and the championship, that I didn’t want to complicate things. I thought, maybe one day…” Her voice trailed off, leaving the unspoken “one day” hanging in the air. 

Nico’s mind raced, grappling with the weight of missed opportunities and the realization of their connection has been far more profound than he had ever comprehended. “I had no idea. If I had known, I would have-” She cut him off, a bittersweet smile on her lips. “It’s in the past Nico. We can’t change it now.” Shaking his head, the blond reached out, tentatively taking (Y/N)’s hand and this time she allowed their fingers to intertwine, a silent acknowledgement of the emotions that had lingered, unspoken for years. “(Y/N), I wish I had known. I wish I had seen it then.” She met his gaze, the raw honesty of the moment reflected in her eyes. “We were caught in the whirlwind of the Silver War, and I didn’t want to be another distraction.”

Nico’s thumb gently traced circles on the back of her hand, as his gaze locked onto hers. “You were never a distraction, (Y/N).” Nico’s voice was stern. “If anything, you were the constant that I failed to appreciate.” 

As they found themselves standing at the crossroads of what could have been and what might still be, their hands lingered together, a silent testament to the depth of their connection. The unspoken feelings that had been tucked away for years now demanded recognition, weaving an intricate tapestry of emotions.

Nico took a step closer, his heart pounding with a mixture of uncertainty and hope. “Do you think we could start over…try to make up for the time we lost?”

(Y/N) looked up at him, eyes meeting his, and he thought to see a flicker of hope in their depths. “Nico-” she sighed clearly conflicted “It’s not that simple. We’ve both changed.”

He nodded a sense of gentleness in his understanding gaze. “I know, but what if we explore what we have now?” he leaned in a little closer, hand reaching up to gingerly cradle her cheek. “Let’s start from here, from this moment. Forget the misunderstandings, the lost chances and see where this takes us.” 

The warmth and sheer softness of his touch seemingly eased the mental conflict within (Y/N)’s mind and a tentative smile tugged at the corner of her lips. “Will you steal another umbrella from Toto?” her question was accompanied by a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. 

The suddenness of her request made Nico knit his brows in confusion. Taking a second to process the question, this time it was him, who laughed in disbelief. 

"Yes.” he chuckled, thumb tracing her cheekbone, loving eyes studying her face as to memorise every single feature. “I'd happily steal yet another one of Toto's umbrellas for you." Underneath his gentle touch, Nico could feel her timid smile grow into a cheeky grin. "Well, then I am happily willing to give us a second chance."

As they stood there, enveloped in each other’s presence, the soft glow of the racetrack’s lights painted their faces in a warm hue, mirroring the warmth that radiated between them. “I never thought I’d feel this way again,” Nico admitted, gaze still fixed on (Y/N) as if she held the answers to questions he’d never dared to ask.

 “I’ve missed this” he muttered softly “Talking to you, being here, it feels like coming home.” (Y/N) felt the words dancing on the tip of her tongue but unable to escape. Her heart fluttered as she realized there were no words adequate to convey how she felt. With a quiet resolve, she slowly leaned in, breath mingling with his. Nico’s eyes widened slightly in surprise before softening, understanding dawning upon him. Time seemed to pause as her lips met his in a tender, feather-light kiss. It was a silent confession and a promise for the future. 

Drawing back, a rosy hue dusted (Y/N)’s cheeks and if her heart hadn’t already been racing before, it certainly was now upon seeing the lovesick smile on Nico's face.

“Welcome home, Nico.”

[mynicosensesaretingling]

I have a idea

So reader and Nico (after retirement) have been dating a couple months of this past year so he’s been single for a while and Lewis and him start talking again after years of not talking and reader is telling him it’s good that they are speaking again but he’s worried that he’s just going to be left alone again after his past with lewis but she promises him that Lewis wouldn’t do that?

With a age gap and tons of fluff

This is such a weird idea but I think it could be really cute

Nico Rosberg x fem! reader (she/her)

Note: First of all thank you so much for your request, I really appreciate it! It turned out a little short, but I hope you'll enjoy it nevertheless. Also, this might not be as heavy on the age gap as you wished for, but it was my first time ever directly addressing the subject so I tried my best! <3

Nico's retirement from Formula 1 had brought a new chapter in his life. Amidst the whirlwind of changes, one constant had established itself– his relationship with (Y/N). Over the past few months, the bond between the young woman and Nico had blossomed into something beautiful, despite the age gap that had once been a concern, not only for the people around them but also for the former racer himself.

As he settled into life after racing, unexpected yet not unwelcome, was the rekindling of his friendship with Lewis Hamilton. Years had passed since they last spoke, the echoes of their intense rivalry lingering in the air. When Lewis reached out, a tentative branch extended, Nico found himself torn between apprehension and curiosity.

Glancing over at her partner,(Y/N) noticed the shift in Nico's demeanour, the mix of emotions swirling underneath his skin. Sitting together in the comfort of their shared space, (Y/N) gently put aside the book she had been reading, deciding to broach the subject, offering a supportive ear. “What’s got you frowning like that pretty boy?” she chuckled, turning her body towards where Nico was sitting in an armchair. There was a soft sparkle of concern behind the humour in her eyes, cheek leaning into her hand as she propped her elbow up on the back of the couch.

A few seconds of silence passed between them before Nico seemingly registered her words and looked up from his phone, eyebrows drawn together. ”Lewis messaged me.” his voice was uncertain, the short phrase holding the suppressed emotions from years of friendship.

"I think it’d be good for you and Lewis to start speaking again," she remarked, observing the way Nico's features tightened slightly at the mention of his former best friend turned rival.

The blond man sighed, a tinge of uncertainty colouring his voice. "I know it's been a while, but there's history there. I don't want to end up alone again, you know? After everything that's happened between us…." his voice trailed off, as his eyes landed on his phone again.

Studying her lover, (Y/N) got up from her position on the couch and wandered over to Nico’s armchair.

It was only when she pulled the phone out of his hands, that Nico realised she had left her previous spot to sit on the armrest of his seat.

Her heart went out to him, understanding the vulnerability behind his words. Placing the phone onto the coffee table, (Y/N) turned back and reached for his hand, offering reassurance. "Nico, you won't ever be alone. I'm here, and I promise you, that despite all the things that happened between the two of you, Lewis wouldn't want that either. People change, and circumstances evolve. You both have grown so much since then."

Nico looked up at (Y/N),  the warmth in her eyes melting the ice of his apprehension. "But what if... what if it all returns to how it was before?" his brows furrowed in uncertainty.

(Y/N) shook her head gently, fingers intertwining with his, squeezing his hand reassuringly. "Trust me. Lewis reaching out doesn't mean he's going to leave you behind. You're an important part of his life, and he knows the value of your friendship."

Listening to her words, Nico's shoulders relaxed, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. His lover’s unwavering support provided a sense of comfort amidst the evergoing chaos that was the relationship between him and his former best friend. A nervous sigh left his lips, "I guess you're right. I've missed having him around too." 

Letting go of his hand, (Y/N) offered a gentle smile. "It's okay to let people back in, Nico. You've got me, and Lewis... I'm sure he's looking for a fresh start too. And besides that, sometimes you just gotta take a risk." Nico smirked at that, arm sneaking around her waist, before pulling her into his lap with one swift motion. “Mhm.” he hummed, fingers tracing her jawline, “last time I took a risk, it REALLY paid off.” 

“Oh is that so?” (Y/N) chuckled “Tell me all about it!” 

A lighthearted laugh escaped Nico’s lips before speaking. “It was a huge deal. There was this gorgeous, brilliant young woman, who had captivated me since the first time I laid my eyes on her. But our age difference is what threw me off, we didn’t even have to do much before people started talking.” Nico hooked a finger underneath (Y/N) chin, thumb mindlessly tracing her jaw whilst his eyes roamed her face, captivated by every little detail. “So what did you do?” her voice is not much louder than a whisper, eyes mirroring the love held within Nico’s gaze. “I already knew that no matter what I did, my heart was already within her hands. I never really cared what people said anyway, so, I took a risk.” Nico watched as his lover's lips stretched into a lovesick grin.

“I love you,” (Y/N)’s grin morphed into a smirk “but I sure hope you taking a risk again, doesn’t mean Lewis will be taking my position.” 

Neither of them able to contain themselves, the pair broke out into laughter and in that moment, surrounded by the warmth of affection and the promise of renewed friendships, Nico found solace, allowing himself to embrace the possibility of rekindling old connections without the fear of being left adrift in the wake of his past. As the laughter died down, he leaned in for a gentle kiss, silently thanking the stars for bringing someone as understanding and supportive as (Y/N) into his life.

[mynicosensesaretingling]

hi, I saw your latest Nico fic and I finally have the courage to request cuz I guess your requests are open

can you write something in the 2016 prize giving ceremony setting? some cute moments were him and reader are talking and giggling and its caught by the cameras, and when giving his speech after receiving his trophy he mentions some cute moments of him and reader racing related, and for the end can you write smth abt that one pic were his taking a photo of his trophy while in the car and reader is beside him? some moments between them interrupted by their chauffeur?

love your writing and thank you, there's no Nico Rosberg writers out there 💔

A Celebration of Hearts

Nico Rosberg x fem!reader

note: thank you so much for your request, I really enjoyed coming up with a story for this one!! (I just assumed this was for a fem!reader , but if I am wrong please tell me and I’ll adjust the pronouns!! ) And it’s my absolute pleasure to serve content for all my fellow Nico enthusiasts <3 i hope you enjoy the story , all the love to ya!

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The 2016 Prize Giving Ceremony was an evening of glamour and celebration. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as the faces of the motorsport world gathered to honour the year's champions. Among the attendees was (Y/N), a relatively new journalist who had struck up an unexpected and endearing friendship with Nico Rosberg over the past season. Nico, having just announced his retirement days earlier, was the man of the hour, ready to collect his well-deserved World Champion trophy.

As the ceremony progressed, (Y/N) found herself seated at a table near the front, with a clear view of the stage. Given the circumstances, the evening was already a memorable one, but it became even more special when Nico walked over during a break.

"Hey," Nico greeted her, a warm smile lighting up his face as he came to a halt beside her chair.

"Hey yourself, Mr. World Champion," (Y/N) replied with a grin, craning her neck to look up at the blonde. "How does it feel to be on top of the world?"

Nico chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Surreal. But seeing a friendly face makes it a bit more real."

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. "Oh, so now I'm just a friendly face? Last time I checked, I was the journalist who nearly outsmarted the World Champion at the Hungarian Grand Prix."

Nico laughed, shaking his head, before looking down at her again. "You really did give me a run for my money. I think you missed your calling as a strategist."

"Maybe," she replied, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Or maybe I'm just good at keeping you on your toes."

"Mission accomplished," Nico said with a grin, casually plopping down on the sear next to her. "I never knew where you'd pop up next."

"That was the fun part," (Y/N) admitted, a mischievous glint in her eye, as she turned her body to fully face Nico. "Like that time in Brazil when we got caught in the downpour. I don't think I've ever seen you run so fast."

"Hey, I had to protect my hair," Nico retorted, running a hand through his perfectly styled locks. "But I do remember us squeezing under that tiny umbrella. I think I ended up more wet than dry."

(Y/N) laughed, nodding. "We both did. But it was worth it for the conversation we had. I think that's when I realized you're not just a champion on the track."

Nico's smile softened, a touch of warmth in his gaze. "Thanks, (Y/N). That means a lot coming from you."

The pair talked and giggled, sharing light-hearted banter and recalling moments from the season. At one point, Nico leaned in to whisper an amusing anecdote about a mix-up at the Japanese Grand Prix, causing (Y/N) to burst into laughter. Unbeknownst to them, cameras were capturing these candid moments, broadcasting their genuine connection to the world.

As the evening wore on, the time came for Nico to take the stage and accept his trophy. He rose from his seat, giving (Y/N) a quick, reassuring squeeze on her shoulder before making his way to the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Nico began, holding the trophy aloft. "This season has been a dream come true for me. It's been a year of hard work, dedication, and unforgettable moments."

He paused, his gaze finding (Y/N) in the audience, and smiled. "I want to share a few personal moments that made this year so special. There was a time at the Hungarian Grand Prix when (Y/N) here – yes, our very own journalist – and I had a little race of our own. She was determined to get an exclusive interview, and I was equally determined to avoid it until after qualifying. It turned into a hilarious game of cat and mouse, and I have to admit, she nearly outsmarted me."

The audience chuckled, and (Y/N) felt her cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and pride.

Nico continued, "And then there was the time at the Brazilian Grand Prix when we got caught in a sudden downpour. We ended up huddled under a tiny umbrella, talking about everything from racing strategies to our favourite movies. To me, those are the moments that make this sport so incredible – the unexpected friendships and shared experiences."

With a final nod to the audience, Nico concluded his speech and made his way back to his seat, where (Y/N) greeted him with a beaming smile, a blush still decorating her cheeks.

"You did great up there," she whispered, nudging him playfully.

"Thanks," Nico replied, leaning closer. "I was just trying to impress a certain journalist.”

"Oh, really?" (Y/N) teased, raising an eyebrow. "And here I thought you were just being modest."

Nico leaned towards her, attentive eyes sparkling with mischief. "Modesty isn't really my style, you know that."

(Y/N) chuckled, shaking her head in amusement. "No kidding. But I think you pulled it off tonight."

As the ceremony concluded, they made their way out of the grand hall, the evening's excitement still buzzing around them. The cool night air was refreshing as they stepped outside, Nico's hand lightly resting on the small of her back as they navigated through the crowd of people.

"So, what did you think of the speech?" Nico asked, glancing at her with a curious smile.

"It was perfect," (Y/N) replied sincerely. "Heartfelt, honest, and with just the right amount of charm."

Nico's grin widened. "I'm glad you think so. I was worried I might have gone a bit overboard."

"No, you were just right," she assured him, her eyes twinkling. "And trust me, I would tell you if you were too much."

"That's what I like about you," Nico said, his tone softening. "You always keep me grounded."

Blushing yet again, (Y/N) redirected her gaze onto the dimly lit sidewalk in front of them.

Continuing their walk in comfortable silence, it didn’t take long until they reached Nico's car, a sleek black Mercedes, waiting for them by the curb. As they slid into the back seat, (Y/N) felt a flutter of nerves and excitement. The atmosphere was charged with a newfound intensity, their playful banter giving way to something deeper, something she had felt, but never acknowledged before.

"So, what's next for the great Nico Rosberg?" (Y/N) asked, her tone laced with teasing sarcasm, as she settled into the plush leather seat beside the blonde.

Nico pondered for a moment, lips forming a slight pout and his fingers drumming lightly on the armrest. "Well, after this whirlwind of a year, I think I deserve a break. Maybe some time off to travel, spend time with family, and... see where life takes me."

(Y/N) nodded, a gentle smile on her lips as she found herself touched by his openness. "That sounds wonderful. You definitely deserve it."

Nico turned to her, his gaze unexpectedly intense. "And what about you? Any big plans now that you've conquered the world of motorsport journalism?"

A soft huff escaped her lips. "Conquered is a bit of an overstatement. But I do have a few exciting projects lined up. Maybe even a book someday, who knows."

"I'd read it," Nico said earnestly. "You've got a way with words, (Y/N)."

A comfortable silence settled over them once again, as the car glided through the city streets. Nico reached for his phone, raising it to capture a photo of himself with his trophy perched on his lap. (Y/N) decided to lean in, her head close to his, both of them smiling for the impromptu selfie.

"Perfect," Nico said, lowering his phone. Twinkling eyes still focused onto the picture. "I want to remember every detail of tonight."

As they settled into the ride, their conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and shared memories.

"Do you remember the first time we met?" Nico asked, a playful glint in his eye. "You were so nervous."

"I was not!" (Y/N) protested, laughing. "Okay, maybe a little. You were Nico Rosberg, after all."

"And you still are," she added, her tone turning sincere. "But now I know you're also the guy who runs from rain and takes goofy pictures with his trophy."

Nico chuckled, nudging her shoulder. "Guilty as charged. And you’re the journalist who somehow manages to make every moment memorable. Even though I am still not sure how you managed to sneak into my life like that."

Their chauffeur cleared his throat, and Nico glanced at him in the rearview mirror, then back at (Y/N). "Sorry, we were lost in our own world for a moment."

"Understandable," the driver replied with a knowing smile. "It's nice to see you so happy, Mr. Rosberg."

Nico's eyes met (Y/N)'s, a mischievous glint returning. "Well, I've got good company to thank for that."

(Y/N) felt her blush deepen, but she couldn't help but smile back. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Nico."

"Is that so?" he murmured, leaning a bit closer. "Maybe I should try it more often."

"You might just get away with it," she replied, their faces inches apart.

Nico's gaze flicked to her lips before he pulled back slightly, the tension between them palpable. "You know," he said casually, "I never did properly thank you for all those interviews and articles."

"Oh?" (Y/N) tilted her head, curious. "And how do you plan on doing that?"

"How about dinner? Tomorrow night," Nico suggested, his voice low and inviting. "Just the two of us. No cameras, no interviews. Just... us."

(Y/N) felt her heart race at the invitation. "I'd like that," she replied, her voice soft.

"Great," Nico said, his smile widening. "It's a date."

As the car pulled up to her hotel, Nico helped her out, their hands lingering together a moment longer than necessary. (Y/N) felt a mix of anticipation and reluctance to end the evening.

"Thank you for everything tonight," she said, her voice sincere. "I had an incredible time."

Nico's smile was warm and genuine. "The pleasure was all mine. I'm really looking forward to our dinner tomorrow."

(Y/N) nodded, feeling a flutter of excitement. "Me too. I’ll see you then, Nico."

He held her gaze for a moment, his eyes reflecting the same anticipation she felt. "Goodnight, (Y/N). Sleep well."

With a final squeeze of her hand, Nico watched as she entered the hotel, her silhouette disappearing through the revolving doors. He leaned back against the car, exhaling deeply. This night had been more than he ever expected.