#zyonsrequests

[zyonsay]

hellooo, can i requ some headcannons of max verstappen having a bf that is rly pretty (i'm talking rbr seb vettel or nico rosberg 2000s pretty)

Pretty Boy MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: One scenario of Max talking about his boyfriend in an interview and then three headcanons with scenarios

Reader: Male

Warnings: Max Emilian Verstappen

Now playing: 'Me Gustas Tu' by Manu Chao

AN: Hey anon! I combined your request with another one, which asked for a scenario of Max talking about reader in an Interview. Hope that's alright! ALSO Seb/Nico in their teenage dirtbag era was SOMETHING. (something great, im foaming at the mouth)

“So, Max, you’ve been very active online recently. Especially your partner has made many appearances in your posts. What are you two up to?”, the Interviewer glanced at his silver watch before looking back up into Max’s blue eyes. He had anticipated this question for the whole weekend. The press liked to stick their noses into his private life, especially because he was not in a straight relationship. All eyes were on him, as per usual. “My gorgeous boyfriend?”, a sly grin tugged at his lips. “We’ve been spending loads of quality time together. Over the break we planned a little trip. I love him with all my heart and am excited to spend time with that amazing person”, his mouth pulled into a slight smile before the Interviewer crossed another question from his mental list.

Yes, Max likes to keep part of his private life to himself, but he can’t resist posting candid pictures of you all the time. Maybe he’ll even create a separate account besides his main one just for pictures of you and you guys’ daily life. Your phone buzzed and you quickly held it up to your face while laying on your bed. It was a notification from Instagram, Max had posted something. The phone unlocked and led you to the new post your dearest made. It was from this morning when the two of you went out on a hike and spotted a few cute deer. The picture showed your back while you were crouching and watching the animals. With a giggle you turned to Max, who was laying behind you. "That's a cute pic!"

Even though he appreciates your looks, he makes sure you know that you are the first reason why he’s in love with you. Your beautiful face and soft hair is the cherry on top! With gentle hands he held your face, while leaving kisses on your nose. His sweet upside-down smile adorned his face while he whispered, “My beautiful schatje.” Max gently pushed a strand of your hair behind you ear before leaning in for another peck.

That said, he’ll still compliment you at any given chance. Something he likes to do is leave little post it notes on the fridge when he has to leave early. ‘Good morning beautiful! I saw that you used the last bag of your favorite tea, go check in the cabinet above the dishwasher!’, Max had left a little yellow note on the door of your fridge, he even scribbled a wonky heart on it. You opened the cabinet only to find way too many packs of your favorite tea stacked up. God, how you loved that idiot.

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helloo, can i requ a oneshot (smut) of max and the male!reader where they are working out together and it quickly turns to soft sx? thank u,

Sparring Session MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: A home workout session turned spicy

Reader: Male

Warnings: Smut, Max Emilian Verstappen

Now playing: 'Sad Girl' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey anon! <3I hope you can forgive me for how long it took me to write this. Im still setting up Christmas stuff and I've got loads of stuff to organize for my friends 18th birthday.

With that said, i hope you enjoy and i wish you a Merry Christmas!$

“Come at me.”, his smile was teasing and provocative.

Usually, you and Max went out to your local gym to work out, though today you wanted to do your sparring session in your home gym. You two had planned a short workout and then you wanted to cook together and eat in front of the TV. These cozy, homey moments remind you how well you and Max fit together. Quickly, you stored your thoughts in the back of your head, before dashing towards your boyfriend, your fists coiled inside your gloves. Max had the advantage of having more muscle mass, but you were quick on your feet. As a kid and later as a teenager you used to do Karate with your best friend, this taught you how to not only use your upper body to fight, but also how to use your legs effectively.Max smiled at you the whole time, every now and then he’d make a teasing comment. Now he was on the offence and thwarted your attempts at shattering his focus. Slowly, but precisely he managed to herd you into a corner of the ring. He smugly gazed at you, while placing his hands on the rope behind you. Slightly leaning forward, he pressed a sweet peck to your lips. He quirked an eyebrow, as if to mock your defenseless situation. Though his blue eyes widened quickly as you gave a strong push to his chest, making him startle backwards. Not thinking about sorting out his legs, he trips backwards, landing on the floor with a groan. Carefully, you crawled onto him, straddling his form while pinning his hands on either side of his head.

“Looks like you lost.”, your sweet tone was laced with a provocative note, which Max definitely didn’t miss. His hips slightly ground against you, asking for permission. A smile crept onto our face, while you leaned down to press a warm kiss to your boyfriends’ lips. Max continued his antics, making you gasp at the friction. The dutch used this opportunity to slide his tongue into your warm mouth, exploring it as you whine into the kiss. The fabric of your briefs must have a wet stain on them for sure now.

Max’s hands wandered to your waist, then further down. He carefully slid his hands under your shorts, kneading and squeezing your butt. A burning, hot feeling surged over your skin, you felt as if you were on fire. He quickly broke the kiss, “Can i?” His finger tugged at your underwear and the look in his eyes was desperate, how could you resist?

His big fingers slowly plunged into you, by now you were a moaning mess on top of him. The sweet nothings he whispered to you were like a sweet melody in your ears. You could feel his hardness press against you while he kept up his steady movement, his voice tainted by desire. By the time he felt like you were stretched out enough, he rolled you over onto your back. Mind hazy, you obliged. His sweet velvet lips kissed along your neck while he fiddled with his shorts and boxers. Once Max had managed to pull down the fabric, he carefully aligned his length with your pulsing hole. Quiet whimpers left you as he pushed into you at a slow pace. His eyes darted up to your face, trying to make out any signs of you being uncomfortable. A big, shaky breath erupted from his lungs, as your hole now fully engulfed him. Once again, he pressed a sweet, soft kiss to your lips. ‘Love you’, he mumbled before bottoming out of you, then sliding back in. Max set a slow pace, while keeping his lips on your skin. Tiny pearls of sweat made a few strands of his hair stick to his forehead. His blue-green irises were swallowed by his lust blown pupils and a sweet smile adorned his lips.

Your hands tangled with his hair, playing with the strands as a sweet, hot feeling pooled in your stomach. It felt like Lava was rushing over your body.

Max was now whispering about how much he loves you between kisses on your jaw and neck. The sweet feeling in your stomach made you see stars as it became more overwhelming by the second. It tightened and coiled up like a snake inside you until – “I I think im gonna..” – it snapped. You whined and moaned under your boyfriend, white ropes of cum splattering all over your and Max’s t shirts and shorts. The tightening around Max’s cock made his thrusts sloppier and irregular, still chasing his own high.

With a loud groan his body collapsed on top of you, his chest heaving with contentment. You brought a hand up to his back, gently stoking over it while whispering sweet ‘I love you’s to your boyfriend.

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could i request lando norris x male reader and cute moments of lando being on stream and having cute moments with his not so secret bf :))) thank you and happy holidays !

Cute moments on stream LN4

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: Read above! <3

Reader: Male

Warnings: Sweet stuff, slight homophobia at the end

Now playing: 'Born to die' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey anon! This is a bit short, but i hope you like it!

When you guys first got together, you avoided entering the office while Lando’s streaming. Your relationship was still fresh, and you both needed to settle in with each other before you’d make it public.

Though after a while of you two dating, Lando had asked for you to join his stream. “Hey guys, this is my boyfriend Y/n”, he’d say with a big smile while you waved at the camera from beside him. It was a bit awkward at first, but the viewers were quick to greet you and ask some questions like how long you’ve been together or if you’d be joining more streams.

It has kind of become a running joke that Lando always has to go to the toilet on streams and during that time you’d sneak into the office and chat with his viewers or if he was playing a game before you’d actually play it with whoever he was streaming with. Lando opened the door and was greeted by you in his gaming chair, talking into the mic. You had headphones on and didn’t notice him entering the room. The chat was trying to warn you that Lando’s sneaking up behind you. But you weren’t quick enough as your boyfriend had already leaped forward and slung his arms around you. “Don’t steal my stream baby.”, he chuckled. You stick out your tongue, while continuing playing. Welp, he didn’t have a choice. Lando picked you up from the chair, you were wailing in his arms. He then spun you around, so your back was against his chest and then began tickling you. You gasped and giggled under him. “Ahh Lando!”

Whenever you wanted to be close to him but didn’t want to join the stream you’d just sit on his lap, with your legs dangling from the back of the chair. You’d nuzzle into his neck and just enjoy the closeness. Maybe you’d even take a little nap if Lando wasn’t being too loud. “Hey guys, look!”, he whispered as to not wake you up. He gently stroked your back while smiling at the camera. “He fell asleep.”

Of course, as with any appearance online, there were haters. Either they were jealous of you, or they didn’t like the fact that you were a man. But Lando either ignored those comments or if they got really bad, he’d speak up about it and ask his moderators to delete the messages. There was no way in hell that he’d accept hate for his sweet boyfriend.

[zyonsay]

Hello! Could i ask for some super niche things about max's relationshoip w his bf? Thankl you so much :DD

Niche Relationship Hcs MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: The title!

Reader: Male/Genderneutral

Warnings: None

Now playing: 'Salvatore' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey anon! Sorry for taking so long to make this... I try to do request in order they were sent in and i got really busy in the last few weeks! I hope you like it nevertheless <3

Max’s schedule is annoyingly busy, he’d rather be with you than having to attend press conferences and PR related appointments. But, no matter how busy he gets, he will always leave you a small note on your bedside table or on the fridge door. ‘Hey baby! Hope you have a great day, can’t wait to see you in the evening!’, along with a scribbly smiley and a few hearts.

I’ve mentioned this in all the Hcs I’ve ever written about him, BUT: He’ll always be touching you in some way. They are light, innocent touches like a hand on your back while you’re walking through a crowded area or his head on your shoulder while you’re cooking him some soup while he’s sick.

THE shirt. On your very first date, Max had worn a light blue dress shirt, which accentuated the blue hues in his eyes perfectly. Sadly, at the end of the night he accidentally spilled red wine on it. The Bordeaux red liquid left terrible stains on the light fabric, the only thing he could do was throw it in the bin, but this was THE shirt he wore on his first date with you, he could never throw it away! This snowballed into a running joke and to this day, the shirt remains in a picture frame on the wall. Whenever you have guests over, they’ll ask about it and Max loves an excuse to talk about you guys’ first date.

The dutch definitely likes to spoil you, so loads of gifts come naturally when dating him. But it’s not in a show-off type of way, he doesn’t just randomly buy you a sports car or another 4’000-dollar Bengal cat. It’s smaller, more practical gifts. Your favorite perfume is empty? He picked up another bottle of it when he went grocery shopping. You lost your favorite pen? Not even a day after there’s a new pack of the same ones on your desk, doesn’t matter if you’ve already found the ‘lost’ pen, which actually just rolled under your bed. Max loves seeing that shy little grin on your face when you tell him that he didn’t need to buy it.

A sort of ritual you and Max began was playing Mario Kart. Yes, when you get bored you two play on the switch together, but it’s become a tradition to play it the night before the Quali race. It’s some good old lighthearted fun, to settle down and relax before the stressful weekend began.

Even if Max himself isn’t a great cook himself, he loves to create dishes with you. If you know a lot of things about cooking (or maybe you’re a chef), he’ll ask many questions and try to get better. Believe it or not, this man couldn’t cook an egg when you two first got together!

Max travels often, either for Races or different press conferences, there’s always something up. He likes travelling by plane, but usually he sleeps through the flight. But there’s a very specific reason for that! The dutch likes to sew, he used to watch his mother sew his karting suits together when he tore it. You on the other hand, struggled with it. You never knew how long the thread had to be, or which setting you needed to use on the sewing machine. But, Max gladly helped you and with your new set of skills you had sewn him a pillow, as a small gift. It was a tiny bit wonky, but it came from your heart and he appreciated that. Before every flight, especially when you can’t accompany him on it, he’ll spray a little bit of your perfume on the pillow. As soon as he rests his head against it while gazing at the clowds, he sinks in your sweet scent. He’ll fall asleep swiftly, with a gentle smile on his face.

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that seb vettel has me thinking... what about some max verstappen x m!reader jealous hcs ;)) hope you had a merry christmas!

Jealousy Scenarios MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: Three scenarios of Max getting jelly

Reader: Male

Warnings: Feral Max, the last one includes smut

Now playing: 'Off to the races' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey there dear anon! i changed your request a bit and made scenarios. I hope you enjoy! <3

You guys are at a yacht party in Monaco and throughout the evening Max had seen one guy’s gaze lingering on you. He didn’t like that at all. The man had started a conversation with you and his eyes were basically undressing you. That’s when he decided to act. He walked over to you, sliding his arm around your waist and pressing a kiss to your temple. “Christian said he wanted to talk to us.”, the other man looked confused. With that, Max guided you away, smiling as he still had his arm around you. When you ask him about it, he’ll just say “I wanted you for myself”, with a big grin.

It was race day, Max was discussing some things with his strategist while you strolled around. Lewis spotted you and called out for you. He’s always liked you, it’s a shame that you got together with Max instead of him. But the dutch wasn’t stupid, he saw the heart eyes that Lewis gave you since the first time he met you. You thought Lewis was nice, but it was almost too obvious that he liked you. Suddenly, the brit’s nose lightly crinkled in disgust, and you felt two strong arms around you. You recognized that scent. “Hey lewis.”, you could basically hear the shit eating grin in Max’s voice. Lewis slowly backed up, excusing himself with some made up lie.

The house was dark, besides a few dim lamps. You were gasping and waling under Max. He was jerking you off at a painfully slow pace. “I bet he wishes he could hear you like that.”, he was talking about the guy that asked you for your number today.  You whined while your legs trembled and your hands gripped Maxs hair. “Who do you belong to?”, his smile was evil and his hand brutally firm around your length. “you..”, you whispered.

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People do not appreciate Max's thighs enough so Max x male reader where reader just appreciates his thighs 🙏 maybe suggestive? Tysm 😭

You look good MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: Getting to know Max a little... better

Reader: Genderneutral ( i think lol)

Warnings: Suggestive

Now playing: 'Brooklyn Baby' by Lana del Rey

AN: ANON YOU'RE SO REAL FOR THAT. I've been thinking about his thighs so much lately istg. Like they are so meaty i just wanna bite into them. Thank you for the request anon, i hope you enjoy!

You’ve been ogling him for the whole evening, little did you know that Max was well aware of that. Currently, you were enjoying some margheritas on a sleek, white yacht in Monaco. The night settled in; you didn’t know what time it was though. Originally you had arrived with a small group of friends, but by now all of them either left with a man or were currently emptying their stomachs over the rim of the toilet bowl.

You were part of Redbull’s PR team, so you’ve gotten to know Max and Checo a while ago. Though you worked more with the editing of videos and social media posts than actually talking to the two drivers. From time to time, you all shared a hello or a goodbye, but nothing more.

But this evening was different. After Christian had urged you to relax, so you took a couple days off. This was also when you saw that Charles Leclerc would be hosting a yacht party. ‘perfect’, you thought. This was your chance to let loose and maybe meet some new people.

Not a new person, but Max Verstappen himself came up to you. He signaled the bartender to bring you two drinks, while keeping his eyes on you. His smile was sweet, but something playful glinted in his eyes.

“You look really nice.”, it was a simple, direct compliment, but it was the way he said it and the look he had in his blue eyes. His smile was as sweet as honey, and he looked at you like you hung the stars and moon in the sky. You felt a warm feeling flush over your face and your heart skipped a beat. Thank you, you too though.”, feeling a bit nervous you began playing with the hem of your satin dress shirt. “This might be sudden – but I want to get to know you.”, he stated it so bluntly, but after all it suited the type of person he was. Your eyes widened lightly as the meaning of his words kicked in. Though shortly after a shy smile made its way to your lips, before you took a swig of your drink. “Me too.” Max was enjoying seeing you all flustered and smiley. He slid a careful hand onto your thigh, though stopping his movement a bit above you knee. His eyes met yours, as if asking for permission. You weren’t sure if it was the lighting, but suddenly he was glowing in golden hues and everything around you two became a blurry mess.

A string of curses left Max’s form as he tried swiping his card key. His posture was a bit wobbly, and his skin felt like it was burning. Your hands roamed his chest as you kissed along his neck, sucking, and nipping occasionally. Finally, a quiet beep erupted from the lock and Max let out a grateful sigh. He pulled you inside, closing the door and slamming you right against it in quick motion. While groaning lightly, your hands found the buttons on his shirt, tugging at them and opening them one by one. Max was also working away at opening your shirt and pants. His tipsiness didn’t stop him from undressing you surprisingly fast though.

But this night wasn’t going to go the way he intended, no. The room was dimly lit by a lamp on the nightstand, you could barely see enough. With a mischievous smile, you pushed him backwards with your hand on his chest. He obediently backed up until the back of his legs hit the bed. After giving him a sweet peck, you pushed him onto the bed. His eyes widened lightly as he fell, but soon after hitting the mattress, he propped himself up with his elbows while a slight smirk played across his face. The night was clear, there wasn’t a single cloud in sight. The stars sparkled and shimmered while the moon watched over them. You crawled onto the mattress, caressing Max’s legs and thighs.

One last look into his eyes and you began kissing the inside of his right thigh while massaging the other one with your hand. A desperate sigh escaped the man under you, he now threw his head back while panting with passion and anticipation. His skin reddened quickly as you sucked and bit it. One of your hands reached up, lacing your fingers with his. His thighs were littered with love bites and sweet bruises. Your teasing had Max seeing stars, just like the ones outside in the nights sky.

His hand found its way into your fluffy hair, tugging on it as he whined desperately.

You chuckled darkly, “Use your words”

[zyonsay]

Hi i’m the one who made the long request (sorry if it was too long).

if you still want to write it the reader’s job is the same, but the request is lando x male reader (smut) where the reader receives an award (oscar or grammy you can choose) and they come home partying in their way

thank you so much and sorry again if the previous request was too long :)

Viva Valentino Baby! LN4

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: You and Lando celebrate

Reader: Male

Warnings: Smut, Pet name: Star/Baby

Now playing: 'West Coast' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey love! Im sorry for taking so long! I hope you like it :] Also i just figured out how to nicely put pictures into a post and i'll be re-formatting all my fics later, wish me luck! (Nvm i fucked up, does anybody know how tf to do that?)

“And the grammy for Album of the year goes to…”, the man looked around the crowd while slowly unfolding the envelope in his hands. The ten nominees anxiously looked around, amidst them were you, gripping onto the edge of your seat. Your nails basically dug into the cushioning.

“Y/n with the album ‘Viva Valentino’!”, your heart stopped. The masses of people around you turned their heads to look at you. It all became a blurry mess but a hand on your thigh pulled you out of your haze. To your right was your boyfriend Lando, who was cheering and pumping his fist in the air. He pulled you into a quick kiss before motioning you to go on stage. You smiled at him before hurrying to collect your award. What you didn’t see was that Lando’s eyes had tears of joy in them. He clasped his hands together and smiled while watching your award being laid into your hands. Quickly patting the pockets of his pants, he fished out his phone to take pictures or a video. With tears welling in your eyes, you approached the microphone. “This is crazy.”, your eyes danced across the crowd. Loud cheering erupted and the giant LED screens behind you displayed various pictures of you from concerts and your latest tour. “I thank each and every artist on this planet.”, once again the masses of people interrupted your speech with clapping and cheering. A sweet laugh escaped your throat as the tears finally left your eyes. “Thank you all for keeping art alive!”, you held your grammy skywards and now the cheering got more intense and roamed through the whole crowd.

The celebrations took longer than expected, but here you were. Straddling Lando in his 765LT Spider who was already parked in the garage. The atmosphere was burning and the only sounds ringing through the car were occasional whimpers and heavy breaths. His hands laid firmly atop your hips as he gently grinded up into you. With a few gasps in between kisses you sucked sweet blackberry hickeys onto his neck.

“Baby let’s get inside. The car’s a bit small for this.”, you could feel the grin in his voice. With a soft hum you slid back to the passenger’s side. Once you and your boyfriend had exited the car he put a hand on your hip and pulled you inside the house. Lando was known for his short patience, he didn’t want to walk all the way to the bedroom. As if.

He made quick work of his shirt and pants, leaving him in his navy boxers. Tossing them aside he pushed you onto the couch. Kneeling before you he fiddled with your belt while gazing up at you. “Take that shirt off.” A warm sensation ran over your skin as you threw your dress shirt over the backrest of the designer couch Lando had bought earlier this year. Maybe it was champagne or maybe it was the dim light, but his eyes looked like they were glowing. His pupils were blown out but there was still a beautiful green ring around them. His hands ran over your now bare legs while he tugged your briefs aside, revealing your already leaking member.

With gentle hands he slowly stroked it, earning a groan from you. “I’ll spoil you today, my star”, he licked a long stripe from the base of your cock to the tip and licked away the salty pearl of precum. With a heaving chest and trembling hands, you brought a hand to his hair, tangling your fingers with his soft curls. “Don’t tease me Lan”, your voice was quiet, but dangerous. He let out a light chuckle before taking centimeter by centimeter into his mouth. He gagged lightly as it hit the back of his throat. A light tug at his hair motivated him to begin moving. With a fairly slow pace he bobbed up and down the length of your cock. He ran his tongue along the veins and gripped onto your thighs with both hands. With the firmness that he was holding them he’ll for sure leave bruises, but you didn’t mind. The warm feeling in your stomach began stirring and boiling. “Faster”, you tugged on his locks again while you whispered sharply. Lando wasn’t one to deny your order and obeyed with tears pricking in his eyes. The warm feeling spread over your stomach to your back and down your limbs. You gently bucked into Lando’s mouth as he increased his pace. Now all the heat ran up your limbs, over your back and to your stomach- “Swallow.”  - and with that, think ropes of creamy cum spurted down Lando’s throat. You held him in place with your hand, making him swallow every last drop. He sighed happily, caressing your thighs with his hand. With a gentle ‘plop’ he released your length. He licked his sweet lips and got up from the floor. In a quick movement he got rid of his, now wet, boxers. Carefully straddling you, he connected his lips to your neck. “Let me take care of you, star.”

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Max x male reader where reader loves kissing Max' little mole on his top lip? 🙏🙏

So many kisses MV1

Summary: Max has to go- but kisses first!

Reader: Genderneutral

Warnings: None

Now playing: 'Brooklyn Baby' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hi there anon! Im SOOO sorry that i took this long!! I was in school when i saw it and i needed to focus on an exam i was about to take. Also, you're so real for this request. i fucking love you. AND imagine this with Oscar Piastri, since he's COVERED in moles.

Fun Fact of the day: My biology teacher belongs in federal prison.

I hope you enjoy this short lil something!

“Hold still”, a playful groan erupted from Max’s figure. He was standing there, in his suit, looking heavenly and he expected you to not shower him with kisses? Foolish.

Sitting on the bathroom sink, you had both hands slung around your boyfriend’s neck, while kissing every little freckle and mole on his face and neck. A soft tune played in the background and the bathroom was still warm from the hot shower Max had just taken.

A sweet, bashful grin was plastered over his face and his blue green marbled eyes had a deep adoration in them, just like the moment his eyes first met yours. Like the moment he fell in love with you.

His gentle hands held your waist, so carefully, as if you were the most valuable thing in the world. In his world, you certainly were. “I need to leave in a few minutes baby. “ Sadness crept in his tone, even if he wouldn’t say it out loud, he enjoyed this moment fully. His shoulders were relaxed, and his chest heaved and sunk with giggles, while you kept covering him in soft, tingling kisses.

You carefully eyed the mole above his lip, then slowly let your eyes trail up to his. Smiling sweetly, you placed a kiss on it. You weren’t expecting him to pull you in for a real kiss, but you happily obliged. His hand slid up into your hair and pulled you further into the passionate kiss.

“Maybe I can stay a few minutes longer”