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How we got Kimi Räikkönen [x]

whenever i look at photos of formula renault/sauber kimi i always think wow he's so pretty, so angelic, so ethereal.... but whenever i think of high school/uni AUs all i picture is 30 year old kimi ngl

Mark’s nightmare.

babygirl destroyed my life

October 16, 2009 - Sao Paulo, Brazil

the legs parted wide... the placement of the redbull can... the sun tat still there...

Tirendo interview with Seb, 2015 [2/?] [x]

Kimi supporting his daughters' gymnastics

Kimi: “Look after him so he doesn‘t start crying.”

Seb: “I‘m wearing sunglasses”

he’s so ohmygosh

we used to be a proper country (sebastian vettel making the india podium his house)

His game. His rules.

(look below for alternate version)

Couldn't pick which one fit better~

weighted blanket | kimi räikkönen

୨ৎ : featuring : husband!kimi x reader ୨ৎ : synopsis (requested by anon) : for kimi, love isn’t in his words. it’s in the way he always finds you after a race, refusing to let go.

୨ৎ : genre : fluffy romance ୨ৎ : word count : 528

୨ৎ masterlist ୨ৎ

ᡣ𐭩 a/n : intentionally lowercase btw!

kimi never felt the need to explain himself, and he certainly didn’t go out of his way to prove how much he cared.

but he had his ways.

you learned quickly that love, for kimi, was not spoken. it was in the little things. the way he always made sure your phone was charged before you traveled. the way he left an extra jacket in your car because he knew you always forgot yours. the way he always found you after a race, no matter the outcome.

if he won, it was easy. he would find you in the garage, arms wrapping securely around your waist as he buried his face in your neck. he would hold you close, his voice low and gruff from post-race exhaustion as he murmured, "saw you watching."

"yeah?"

"mmh. made me drive faster."

but if the race had gone badly, it was a different story.

you would hear him before you saw him, grumbling under his breath about strategy, pit stops, or whatever had annoyed him that day. he would drag you to the motorhome, pull you inside, and collapse onto you like a human-sized rock.

he didn’t care where. couch, hotel bed, your lap. if kimi was in a mood, you were getting trapped under him.

the first time it happened, you had tried to move. that had been a mistake.

"where are you going?" he muttered, voice muffled against your shoulder.

you sighed. "kimi, you are literally crushing me."

"don't be dramatic."

"i can’t breathe."

"you’re still talking."

you had groaned, but he didn’t budge. his breathing was slow and even, his grip firm, his entire body relaxed in a way that told you this was not a short-term situation.

"you do realize i am not a pillow, right?" you asked.

"mmh. but you're warm."

and his version of recharging? holding you for an hour in absolute silence.

it became a routine. bad race? you were kimi’s designated human weighted blanket.

it wasn’t something he talked about, but it was always the same. he would sulk for a bit, get comfortable, and once he was properly attached to you, he wasn’t moving. if you tried to get up? his arm would tighten, pulling you right back.

once, you had tried to argue. "kimi, i need to pee."

"go later."

"kimi."

"hold it."

but even when he was grumpy, there was an ease to it, a quietness that let you know this was not just about the race. this was about you. about the fact that no matter what happened out there, he would always come back to this.

to you.

so now, when he finally mumbled, "still mad about the race," against your skin, you just smiled.

"you want to talk about it?"

"no."

"you want to keep suffocating me?"

"mmh."

"you want me to get up and grab you a drink?"

his arms immediately tightened around you. "no. stay."

you sighed, brushing a hand through his hair. "you’re ridiculous, you know that?"

kimi hummed, barely awake now, already sinking further into you. "mmh. but you love me."

and yeah, you did.

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#no wonder max verstappen is their love child #mv33 #max verstappen #sebastian vettel #kimi raikkonen #soulmates

Sebastian Vettel and Kimi Raikkonen when they were little - coincidentally both in #33 karts! (x)

Sebastian Vettel recovering after single-handedly winning the 2017 Race of Champions' Nations Cup for Germany

"Bla bla bla proper takeover, corners name, racing stuff..."

when you have visits and your parents TP makes you be there

mclaren kimi

my shayla😭😭

So here’s a compilation of Drunk Kimi™ featuring Stache Seb™ and a whole lot of second hand embarassement.

seb/kimi appreciation post

the fact that kimi drank most, if not all of rookie seb's drinks that were supposed to be his (because he's the new driver on the grid) to protect him,

or

when seb said kimi was the only guy on the grid who shook his hand and introduced himself at the beginning of his career, makes me think why sebastian is so fond of kimi

like even back in his toro rosso days, he was already friends (or acquaintances) with kimi

and when kimi returned to the grid to lotus in 2012, their friendship stayed the same despite the years they spent apart

like i just love the fact that the both of them remained good friends even when they drove for the same team for four years; it's one thing to be professional and civil, and another to get along and remain friends during the times you're both in the trenches (cries in brocedes)

and after kimi left for alfa romeo, their friendship never wavered

like if someone asks me if i believe in platonic soulmates, or in long-lasting friendships, I'd probably tell them about seb and kimi-- because to have a friendship that last for years despite being under a ton fuck of pressure, is something not everyone is fortunate to have-- yet they made it work.

(misc.) notes:

- like a special mention, but when seb retired, kimi also posted in his instagram congratulating seb on a good career + retirement with a picture of them when they were in ferrari

- also, they were neighbors in Switzerland! it's something i firmly believe in because in one of the videos of F1's secret santa (2019), when gifted with a Swiss chocolate, checo goes, "vettel? kimi?" like it didn't take him a second to guess who; maybe because it's a known fact on the grid that they live near each other. i don't know about the badminton part though, but it's nice to know that they live near each other that they were comfortable being within the same neighborhood

the exact mannerisms of the evilest gay guy you’ll ever meet in your life… what was he plotting

Their gestures look like exes who struck a conversation and immediately regretted it.

"He wants that cookie so bad" Fernando version.

So touch deprived, he needed to make a contact on track and ended up on top of Kimi.