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i loved heartbreak weather!!! ❤️❤️🌪️ what do you think happens to max and Daniel after? Do they do a whole mini ceremony? Do they keep it lowkey? Do they move back into the yellow house? What’s changed in there, etc?

thank you so much 🥹 💕 I’m really happy you liked it! it means so much to me that u would think about it after finishing 🫶🏻 and thank u for identifying the importance of the yellow house to me she is everything.. I really had to think on this and got carried away as usual so thank you/im sorry

I’ve decided absolutely yes they move back into the yellow house which Daniel is surprised to learn max has still been renting since Daniel left bc he is stubborn and doesn’t love change and why should he have had to move just because Daniel fucked off to the city?? and besides when Daniel comes back to apologize he’s going to need to know where to go. so he stays, but Daniel hasn’t come back and max starts spending less and less time there. He’s on the road w the crew a lot anyways and if he starts sleeping some nights in the cot they keep at the barn/office for emergencies who is going to say anything about it! if he closes his eyes it’s like he is not receiving any looks of concern. so anyways after they survive that tornado and pick up Daniel’s truck Daniel doesn’t want to impose if they’re not ready to be in the same home/bed again he can get another motel room that’s probably smartest like they still need to talk probably. but max is like ??? we can talk at home. come on.

at first Daniel is kind of just overcome like :’) our house!!! but then they have some downtime before the labs are set up to start combing through their fancy new data and testing early warning systems using their new models, so they’re spending more time at home and Daniel starts noticing all these THINGS that need doing! priority 1 is getting the wedding pics hung back up! and then he’s power washing the front porch, he’s going to the hardware store to ask questions about how to fix wonky cabinet doors, he’s at the local garden centre looking for indigenous/non-invasive wildflowers to plant in the yard, he’s thinking about painting the living room and getting a new shelf for their shared office even tho most of their work stuff is at the barn. expressing his renewed commitment to max and their shared life via home improvement basically. max is like yes honey I do love that the cabinet door closes properly but just checking you remember we don’t own this house? and actually have a lot of tornado data work to do? so what are you doing. like not that Daniel doesn’t look really hot w paint splatters on his old jeans and a stupid little carpenters pencil that he doesn’t actually need behind his ear but seriously what gives. probably Daniel doesn’t explicitly say DEMONSTRATING MY DEVOTION, COMMITMENT, AND WORTH TO YOU but it becomes clear enough and eventually they decide u know what let’s buy the house bc even if they spend more of their time at the lab or at weather conferences or in the field they want something permanent and fully theirs

do they have another ceremony hmmmmm I think they don’t plan to because they are so busy with the accomplishment of their life’s work and seeing that across the finish line and getting the research published and figuring out how to apply it etc etc. the rings are back on their fingers and the wedding photos are hung back up in their house and max and daniel know they’re solid which is what’s most important to them! but perhaps they’re at some celebratory gathering for their tornado discoveries and they’re a little dressed up and the string lights in the outdoor seating area are setting just the right ambiance and the speakers are playing just the right song and Daniel looks at max like u know this kind of reminds me of our wedding. and max is going blotchy red but matching Daniel’s gaze and he’s like oh? which part? and Daniel is like u know.. all our closest friends and colleagues, beautiful evening, lando knocked something over earlier, seb made a speech, we both look really fuckable, you can’t keep your eyes off me. max is like shut up you’re the one looking at me like you. and Daniel says like I what? and max has to kiss him. and later maybe on the way home w one hand on the steering wheel and the other on Daniel’s thigh he says we could do it again. if we wanted. And Daniel says yeah? you wanna marry me Maxy? have another big party? and max says yes you’re so smart you figured out your husband wants to marry you 🙄😐😄🥰 (his face journey after cracking this little joke)

and I think they actually decide to renew the vows just them, their first wedding really was a lovely day and they’re like we don’t want to try to like replace those memories but u know. vibe reset post almost divorcing would be meaningful. they both cry! and after they do the wedding night 2, 2 wedding 2 night, max is like hey just btw if you try divorcing me again I’ll kill you. Daniel is like oh you don’t think it would be kinda romantic to get divorced and remarried every few years for kicks? max says haha very funny. No I Do Not.

they try to be lowkey about it but they are annoying and they have such strong newlywed honeymoon phase energy that everyone in their lives is like omg we get it!!! and their crew throws them a little reception party and no one can stay that annoyed w how in your face in love they are bc honestly it is a beautiful story and the team had to witness how miserable Max was without Daniel and also THEY were sad when he left! the family is healed again now!

otherwise I think the fieldwork has less of a life or death desperation to it now that they’ve figured out Dorothy which is good for them and def helps them like align on the risk level they are willing to take on and what the priorities of each chase are. they do still love a chase and there is always more info to be discovered abt tornadoes. every minute they can add to their early detection prediction models is another minute that ppl have to get somewhere safe! Daniel also gets into weather/nature photography and the vibe of their more chill storm chasing trips is like this also one of the barn cats max likes has kittens and Daniel tries to say they can take one home but max is like Daniel it is cruel and inhumane for her to not have a little friend so obviously they bring home 2 kittens and they get dorky weather names bestowed upon them probably.

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its not hard. My favorite guy should be number one driver. The guy above him in the standings is overrated. That team that’s not mine with a good car is illegal and should be banned

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Max holding umbrella for Daniel in the Singapore rain ☔️ | Singapore GP 2024 🇸🇬

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maxiel x crazier things

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because i have not been able to stop thinking about anon's ingenious idea of George Russell - lizard expert

When Nicky tells him that his old buddy George is looking for a new director of photography for his show, Alex uncharitably says, "the lizard weirdo?" 

“He’s actually a really nice guy,” Nicky says earnestly and gives George’s card to Alex. 

Turns out Nicky is right: George is a nice guy – friendly with his crew, unbearably careful with the animals he handles in front of the camera and warm to Alex from the first moment he meets him. However, Alex is also right: George is a fucking weirdo.

He’s got an absolutely fascinating combination of awkward Britishness, all stiff upper lip and tea and biscuits, mixed with the astounding lack of socialisation expected of someone who’s started spending most of his time in jungles digging for reptiles in college and hasn’t stopped since. George knows just about every animal fact there seems to be on the planet but when Alex asked when his birthday was, he had to think about it for a full five seconds. Another tally mark in favour of Alex’s assessment: he seems to have an inexplicable beef with another expert in his field named Max who, as far as Alex can tell, spends most of his time on Twitter chewing out lizard owners for their woefully inadequate terrariums. 

“As far as I can gather, you two agree on like, 85% percent of things,” Alex says and George narrows his eyes, huffs and goes off on a tangent that doesn’t tell Alex anything except that apparently every bit of foundational discourse in the herpetology field is contained in the remaining 15%.

After about two months of working on the show, in the middle of shooting an episode on Koh Tao, Alex ends up showing George around on their day off. They’re crossing the island on little mopeds when George suddenly screeches to a halt and disappears off his moped and into a cluster of bushes. When he comes out, he’s holding what can best be described as a colourful worm, except it’s the length of Alex’s forearm.

“That’s repulsive,” Alex says and George makes a disapproving noise.

“That’s a caecilian,” George says, as the worm-abomination twists around his hand. “It’s an amphibian.”

“Lovely,” Alex says. “If it touches me I’m going to chuck you into the sea.”

“Heartless,” George says and when Alex tries to smack him in the shoulder for it, holds out the worm-amphibian to Alex. “C’mon, give him a little pat. He’s been a good boy, burrowing all day, guarding eggs and hunting for larvae and worms.

And Alex doesn’t know what comes over him, but he reaches out his hand, touches the tip of his finger to the thing’s little head. It doesn’t feel slimy, like he expected, but he still yanks his hand away quickly. George’s entire face splits open in a smile and something right in the centre of Alex does the same.

“There you go,” Alex says. He can feel his heartbeat in his throat. “Now get that horrid thing away from me.”

George blinks at him, nods and bends down, letting the caecilian slither off his arm, back into the bush.

“Bye bye,” he says and Alex thinks weirdo, bites down on a smile. 

He thinks the same thing again a few weeks later, when George's fingers are digging into Alex's hips, face pressed into Alex's collar bone as he keeps hitching his hips against the thigh Alex has planted between his legs. 

"Sorry," George says, voice thready. "I just – can I – god, Alex." 

Alex wants to ask, why aren't you asking for my hand, my mouth, to fuck me. For me to fuck you. But he likes George this way, naked and desperate, gasping as he grinds himself off against Alex’s leg, so he doesn’t, just lets George get what he needs. For a moment, George’s insane body goes taut, his handsome face contorting into something that almost looks pained as he comes, and then all the tension seeps from him at once. 

“Shit,” Alex says, his hand immediately moving to strip his dick as he watches George blink up slowly at him, the soft, relaxed slope of his shoulders. When he kisses one of George’s tight nipples, George shudders, makes a small noise and Alex squeezes his eyes shut, comes all over George’s stomach. 

That evening, Alex tries to give himself a speech about not shitting where you eat and the utter stupidity of fucking a - very niche, but still - TV star, but he can’t even pretend his heart’s in it, so he just lets it happen. Lets himself press George against the door of his hotel room in Patagonia, slides down on his knees to suck him off as George’s fingers twitch in Alex’s hair. Lets George blow him in a luxury beach bungalow on the Bunaken with the door open, just a thin curtain separating them from the outside world. 

He doesn’t fuck George until they’re back in London for a three week break from shooting and George somehow ends up spending most of those weeks at Alex’s flat. Alex puts George on his back, pushes one of his knees against his chest and fingers him until he’s begging for Alex to fuck him, desperation writ large on his tear streaked face. Then, he gives George what he wants, fucks him slow and sweet and easy until George is trembling under him, coming all over his taut stomach without anything touching his dick. 

When he comes back from chucking the cloth he used to clean George up in the laundry basket, Horsey has jumped on the bed, peering curiously at George’s outstretched hand.

“Hi beautiful,” George coos, lets Horsey nudge at his fingers before petting him. “Oh, you’re very handsome.”

“I’d have thought cats were too ordinary for you,” Alex says. “Not exciting enough after all the venomous reptiles and jellyfish you deal with on a daily basis.”

“I love cats,” George says earnestly and scoots aside a little so Horsey can curl up between them, the little cockblocker. “Did you know cats are right or left handed just like people?”

“No,” Alex says and he wants to say something smart, but the remark dies in his throat. George’s hair is all messy, sticking up at odd angles and there’s little lines creasing the skin next to his eyes as he smiles at the sight of Horsey yawning. His big hand is careful on Horsey’s head, fingers scratching behind his ears. He looks like he belongs in Alex’s bed. Ahh, Alex thinks. Fuck.  

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A clip from the Singapore 2013 race review talking about Daniel signing for Red Bull for 2014.

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I got way too into this and also did mad max cat, obviously inspired by either jimmy or sassy (genuinely can't tell them apart and why didn't anyone tell me how hard it was to draw bengals)

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OH MY GOOOOOODDDDDDD MAX’S SMIIILEEE AND DANIEL’S MANNERISM HEELPPP HEELPPPPPP

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crash landers (oscar/carlos, rated e, chapter 7/8, updates on weekends)

It can’t be true. Oscar thinks it again: it can’t be true. Carlos is the–he’s the archetype. He’d mentally sorted Carlos in the alpha category literally the second he’d met him and never looked back. But now: with Carlos looking all flustered, chest heaving. Oscar thinks he’d have known what was going on even if he didn’t–even without the smell.

This story was written in 2.5 feral months and would not have seen the light of day without the lovely comments and support from @officialmood, @love-leah, @powerful-owl, @boxboxlewis, @disarmd and especially not without the wonderful @onadarklingplain and @prettydangrotten (who made this gorgeous header!). It is such a joy that I get to call you all my friends.

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hugo x rb

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hairpin turns | george/alex | 10.5k | explicit

“Fuck, I’m sorry, Alex,” George says. His heart is beating too fast again. “I should’ve just remembered my stupid bike. Now your season is going to be all fucked up.” “Okay, calm down,” Alex says sharply. “Obviously, I can’t fucking remember, but let’s agree to some mutual blame.”

or, the year is 2017 and two boys get into a mountain biking accident please mind the tags, and let me know if you’d like any more info before reading!

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do you think daniel got the full debrief on the way back to monaco? 👀 do you think he maybe calmed max down on the plane with a little spicy fun?? 👀 you can't be mad when you're getting your dick sucked, i've heard...

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One time they got a couple’s massage after Max experienced connectivity issues in a sim race. He was full-on spit-venom venting: to the floor beneath the face cradle, to Daniel, to Astrid and Erik just trying to do their jobs.

So Daniel doesn’t know why he expects something different now, dropping to his knees on the buzzy plane cabin floor and wrapping his travel-dry lips around the head of Max’s half-hard cock and trying to shut him up. But Max continues: they weren’t quick, some people should try to do better themselves before opening their mouths, simply fucking lovely.

And Daniel is irritated by the lack of attention, but then Max starts thrusting his hips up and tugging Daniel’s curls in a way he never does, still ranting about the car, reaching down to scratch his neat fingernails over Daniel’s chin like he thinks it’s his own balls, like he fucking forgot Daniel was there. He’s treating this mile high blowjob like an angry perfunctory jerk-off, like he wants to blow off steam directly into Daniel’s throat.

And it’s doing it for Daniel, fuck. At the first taste of him—a salty hot hint of something better to a soundtrack of balance issue complaints—Daniel whines and presses his own hard dick to the firm line of Max’s shin.

Max snaps out of it with a soft, “Oh. Daniel, oh oh,” gazing down in reverent wonder like he’s awed to find Daniel there, wet-mouthed and big-eyed and hurtling towards some indescribable want Max unlocked through his own inattention. He drags the pad of his ring finger down the gentle swell he’s making of Daniel’s cheek.

Daniel pulls back with a wet cough and a triple blink, rests his head on the denim of Max’s thigh. It takes a moment to find his bearings, to make his voice work. “You can—what else did they do?”

But all the fight’s gone out of Max. He’s staring, one part assessing and three parts tender. The look he always gets when he sucks away some jawbreaker layer of Daniel’s heart and finds a new color there just for him. “You like it when I—”

“Stop,” Daniel says, laughing a little. “Tell me more about those cunt reporters, babe.”

“Hmm.” Max strokes Daniel’s curls, soft and intent. “No. I don’t care about them.”

“Okay.” Daniel swallows and wonders what to do next, but then Max is sliding down to his own knees and pressing his lips and skin and everything into Daniel so he doesn’t have to wonder at all.

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man's got jokes

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CHARLES, quali reaction - ITALIAN GP 24

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daniel ricciardo and max verstappen arrive in singapore together | 📸

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