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YANDERE HINATAAA thank you so much for this prompt!!

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Mat Coch speaking about the importance of the next few weekends for Daniel Ricciardo's 2025 prospects: "In terms of the importance of the next weekends, I actually argue that they're not that important; the decision [on Daniel's seat for 2025] has been made. And I say that because I know Liam Lawson's contract clause is Sep 15th, so a decision's basically been made."

Mat Coch via Pit Talk podcast's Azerbaijan GP preview

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what if instead of the izuru kamukura project it was called the izuru kamufreakura project and this happened instead

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well now that im done with dr3 another show to watch while working out. any recommendations? [bats eyelashes]

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WHAT IS THIS VALLEY GIRL YAS QUEEN

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Why do we need so many boob shots w/ mikan

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show me off dr3

── in which daniel ricciardo loves showing off his greek girlfriend.

── warning: google translated greek, some spelling and grammar mistakes, relationships, kind of suggestive? anything else I missed please let me know xx

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danielricciardo be jealous or should I say να ζηλεύεις γιατί είναι ΤΟ ΚΟΡΙΤΣΙ ΜΟΥ. (be jealous because she’s my girl)

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DANIEL AND Y/N WERE IN LOVE.

there was no doubt about it.

the way their eyes glow when the other is mentioned or walks into a room is something that is out of a disney film. the quick glances of adoration they give each other are constantly caught on camera proving their love for each other further more.

the way he looked at her when she was talking made it seem like she hung the moon and the stars, and there wasn’t a soul who could get daniel to tear his eyes away from the girl he loved calling a goddess.

“daniel, you listening?” she asked softly, looking at him a smile which told him she had caught him staring at her.

“can’t lie baby, I wasn’t.” he responded sheepishly but never taking his eyes off her. “you’re just so beautiful.” he muttered as he went closer to her and stroked her cheek.

“how’s the greek going?” she asked with a soft smile as she looked into his eyes with complete affection.

“I think it’s going quite well. wanna hear me speak?” he spoke excitedly, a huge grin on his face as he asked the question.

“of course I do.” she replied, her smile matching his.

“εισαι η αγαπη της ζωης μου.” he says with a accent, a proud smile on his face. (you are the love of my life)

y/n laughed softly as blush crept on her face at his words. she reached up to kiss his cheek. “κι εσύ είσαι δι��ός μου.” she spoke sweetly. (and you are mine.)

“wait what does that mean?” he asked a little panicked as he goes on his phone to search it up, forcing a laugh out of her.

“I love you so much.” she tells him, grabbing his face to look at her.

he dropped his phone and kissed her with a smile, lifting her off her feet as they laughed into the kiss. “I love you too.” he says against her lips.

“I know, you love to show me off on instagram.” she giggled, running her fingers through his hair.

“can you blame me?” he responded, picking her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist, moving his hands to be under her thighs to hold her. “you’re so fucking beautiful and I need to make sure everyone knows it.” he says, kissing her cheek as she blushed.

“thank you for leaning greek. you don’t understand how much i appreciate it.” she whispers to him, leaning her forehead against his as she runs her fingers through his hair.

“of course love, got make sure your family can understand my vows.” he smiles smugly as he walks towards the sofa still holding her in his arms as he sits down.

“been waiting three years for you to ask.” she joked as she rested her head on his shoulder.

“don’t worry, I’ll ask soon. just don’t want you to be expecting it.” he said, kissing her head when he saw her cheeks turn red.

they both sat in a comfortable silence as daniel rested his head on y/n’s, stroking her thigh as he smiled at the thought of the engagement ring he bought two weeks ago that was hiding in one of his socks at the back of his drawer.

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danielricciardo some more future wife appreciation

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username yourusername if he gets you to wear a really nice dress and get your nails done, there’s a 95% chance he’s gonna propose

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yourusername HE PROPOSED IN GREEK. I AM GONNA BE HIS WIFEEEEEEEE 🪿🪿

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⤷ landonorris at least he no longer will say she’s his future wife, but just his wife

an; this is kinda of bad so I might end up re-writing this in the near future.

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[chrisdr3]

The hat rule ~ DR3

Smut

Warnings: Age gap (reader is 20), virgin!reader, piastri!reader

Summary: Daniel teaches Oscar's little sister the meaning of the cowboy hat rule.

It was the second GP you went with Oscar to see him. You liked Formula 1 very much but you couldn't keep up with Oscar's races, because of your studies for uni and the long flights that had you jet lagged for days, even when you liked to travel around the world.

Austin was a beautiful place, just like the western movies you watched as a little girl. Back then, there were two things you were obsessed with: Formula 1 and western movies. Especially because Oscar watched it intensely and you always copied him, like a shadow.

You started liking it even more when Daniel got into the sport. You maybe had a teeny tiny little crush on him. So tiny, that you had pictures and posters of him all over your room. A little crush that made you nearly cry when he got disqualified and yell from happiness when he won. A crush that lasted for years.

You had met Daniel before, back when Oscar was a reserve driver in Alpine. He was fun and flirted way more than you expected. When you met him again in Melbourne, in the Australian GP, you had a great time with him, and he wouldn't stop flirting, giving you a spark of hope he might like you, even a little bit. That spark of hope turned into a flame in Austin. It was the time to make a move, using both of your love for America and cowboys.

After qualifying, all the drivers decided to go out for food and a drink. No one really knew good places to go, so y'all went on a western-style steakhouse that Daniel suggested, claiming it had the best steak in all of Austin. When you got there, you immediately agreed with him. It was exactly like a saloon, from the cutlery and tables to the decorations on the walls. It even had a mechanic bull, which you were really eager to try out.

You sat in a booth with Oscar, George and Max, having Daniel, Lando and Logan sitting in the table in the opposite of yours. As you were eating a bit of Oscar's steak, you were glimpsing at their table, looking away when Daniel's stare was catching yours. At some point, a chick approached their table, sitting next to Daniel.

You couldn't stop staring, holding back anger mixed with tears. She was sitting on his lap as they talked. As you were looking, you noticed that she was constantly trying to take his hat multiple times, but Daniel wasn't letting her, so she left after a while and Daniel's stare fell in yours, as if you were a magnet.

You turned your gaze away and continued talking with the others, trying really hard to ignore him. At some point, George left, saying that he was tired, leaving an empty seat next to you. You didn't really pay any attention to that and continued discussing, nat noticing Daniel sitting next to you.

You felt something being placed on your head, but didn't give much attention. The talking stopped and you raised your head from your plate, looking at Oscar's shocked face. You put your hand in your head, only to realise that you had a hat on. And it was a cowboy one.

You turned around only to see Daniel, a smirk plastered on his face. "H-hi" "Hi, Y/N. Do you mind me sitting with you?" "N-no." You responded, blushing. Everything then went back to normal. At least for the others. As everyone was talking, Daniel's hand slithered in your thigh, resting on it, rubbing his thumb there. You couldn't hold your blush, your face red like a tomato. You continued talking till it got really late and the others decided to leave.

As you got up, Daniel held your hand. "Wait, I gotta talk to you." You immediately looked at Oscar, asking for approval silently. He nodded positively, then left. You turned back to Daniel. "What is it?" He cupped your cheek with his hand. "Do you know what is the cowboy hat rule?" "Erm...no?" "Let me explain it to ya then." He raised your chin with his index finger, his eyes meeting yours. "You wear the hat, you ride the cowboy, babygirl." The next moment, his lips were in yours, kissing you hungrily, yet with passion.

When you pulled away, he grabbed your hand. "Let's go somewhere private, baby." He left some money on the table and took you to his car. You went in and speeded to his hotel, which was apparently the same that you and Oscar were staying.

You ran to his room, kissing like lovesick teens, kissing as he opened the door. As you were inside, he pulled away. "Go to the bed and strip for me, babygirl." You obeyed and went to the bed, stripped out of your dress, staying with only your panties on, waiting for him.

He came to the bedroom some minutes later, only a towel hanging loosely around his hips, hair wet and his chain resting on his chest. He let his towel fall in the floor as he got closer to you, cupping your breasts. "I said strip babygirl, you should really learn to obey." He growled, ripping it apart. "Get up." He ordered. Daniel then laid down in the bed, his back resting on the headboard, and he made you straddle his waist, then put his hat back to your head.

"Now, ride me like the good girl you are." You hesitated for a moment, looking away. His face softened rapidly as he looked at you. "What's wrong sweetheart?" "I'm a virgin..." You mumbled, looking away embarrassed. "Then I'll take it slow, and if you wanna stop, pinch me." "Okay." You sat in silence for a bit as he wore a condom. "Ready?" He rubbed your thigh. You nodded yes. "Then come ride me, princess."

He positioned you right above his dick and helped you sink in slowly, holding your hands gently. You squeezed them feeling the pain overwhelm your body. "Take your time princess." He spoke softly. He rubbed your thighs, helping you soothe the pain. As you felt better, you started bouncing up and down his cock, progressively increasing speed. His dick was hitting your g-spot brutally, making you try hard not to scream.

"You're taking me so good babygirl, well done." He praised, his hands sneaking to your butt, squeezing it. After a bit, you felt a knot in your stomach. "D-danny, I'm close..." You didn't stop riding him, reaching your high rapidly. When you reached your edge, Daniel let go of your butt. "Cum for me baby, show me how much of a good girl you are." You came undone, letting out a breathy moan, exhausted.

Daniel helped you to pull out and laid you down on the bed. He then went to the bathroom, took out his condom, cleaned himself and came back to you with a warm towel. He cleaned you up gently, kissing your thighs in the process. He then threw the towle somewhere in the floor and wore a pair of boxers.

Meanwhile, you were laying in the middle of the bed, limbs stretched out like a starfish, in the bliss and sleepiness of your first ever orgasm. You didn't even complain when he laid behind you and pulled you in his arms, one hugging your waist and the other cupping your breasts.

"You did very well for a first time, princess." He whispered. "Thanks..." You mumbled, trying really hard to keep your eyes open. He noticed it and kissed your head, pulling the blanket over your bodies. "Goodnight babygirl, I love you." "I love you too, Danny..." You responded, a hint of happiness in your voice. You then drifted off to sleep in his arms, knowing that the man you were crushing over all these years, loved you back. Worrying about Oscar will have to wait.

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AGORA HILLS

Daniel Ricciardo x rapper!Reader SMAU

Warnings : SUGGESTIVE content!! Reader and Daniel being horny for eachother on main

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user7 : praying for a dr3 podium

— user5 : lmao you’ll need something stronger than prayer

user6 : can’t believe mother is dating this loser

youruser : whore

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youruser : I’m sorry I wasn’t aware I was running a brothel

youruser : who let you out of your cage long enough for you to post this

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youruser : who you trying to impress???? 😨😅

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— danielricciardo : on my way!

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youruser : THANK UUU SO MUCH LONDON! Always a pleasure performing for you, truly one of the best crowds! Now if you’ll excuse me my man is waiting for me in our hotel room with nothing but edible underwear on 🤤

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lewishamilton : an amazing show as always y/n! But was that last part really necessary?

— youruser : yes

user7 : your free speech… hand it over!!!

user21 : how she’s so down bad over a man well past his prime i can’t understand 🤷🏼‍♀️

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— user32 : I fear she’s dickmatised 😔

user45 : love that they’re still in the honeymoon phase

— user47 : FR!! I need all their secrets! after almost 3 years and they’re still so in love with each other

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danielricciardo : I ate the underwear 3 songs ago

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youruser : I see your “Danny Ric is a loser who doesn’t deserve y/n” and raise you “LOOK AT HIM, LOOK AT MY MAN, LOOK AT HIS BIG GORGEOUS, RIDEABLE NOSE, AND HIS TATTED THIGHS AND HIM IN A SUIT!!! RATTLING ON THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE!! I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM, GOD FORGIVE ME FOR EVERYTHING IM GOING TO DO TO THIS MAN WHEN I GET HOME FROM THIS DINNER, THE SLOPPIEST TOP THATS EVER GUNNA SLOP IS COMING HIS WAY!” oh btw Agora Hills out like rn! view all comments

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landonorris : listened to the song! Great! Cool! Cool cool cool. Didn’t need to know all that but really good I guess

user70 : you know I’m starting to see the vision

lewishamilton : y/n… is this why youre on the phone rn?

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— lewishamilton : this is social media

— youruser : no habla ingles!!

user1 : not the random picture of you on the second slide

— user3 : that’s what I’m saying 😭 like is this not an appreciation post for your man?

— youruser : god forbid a woman look hot and post it! need to show you guys he’s taken by a bad bitch!

danielricciardo : forever grateful you chose me to spend life with 💞

— youruser : oh… we not being horny rn?

— danielricciardo : my draws are off rn

— lewishamilton : OH this is why y/n just sprinted out of the room

— youruser : forever grateful you chose to spend life with me too 💙💙

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[dilemmaontwolegs]

The Taste of Temptation {2} || DR3

Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x fem!reader Summary: Back by popular demand...possessive Daniel and his kitten who keeps getting into trouble thanks to the other drivers. Warnings: 18+ only, NSFW, age gap (13 years) reader is 20, smut, anal, cream pie, bj, cumplay WC: 5.6k F1 Masterlist Story: One || Two || Three || Four || Five Snapshots One || Two || Three || Four || Five

Round 13 - Belgium “This is a good thing, babe.” Danny didn’t believe your words as he pulled you onto his lap. “People see my uniform and immediately dislike me because we are always seen escorting you guys to the stewards. The fans blame us for your penalties.”

“I get why they want to do this, but why does it have to be you,” he grumbled.

“Maybe it’s because I’m so lovable,” you suggested as you pouted and did your best impression of puppy eyes. “Who could hate this face?”

Daniel finally rewarded you with a smile as he traced your lips with his thumb. “Fine, but if I have to watch you play show pony then there’s something I get to do first.”

You were running late thanks to Danny and your thighs were slick beneath your skirt as you marched quickly through the paddock to where the FIA’s PR team were waiting. He had thoroughly enjoyed watching you leave his room, knowing what a mess he had made under your skirt and that he was keeping your panties hostage. He promised he would return them after you had finished recording the interviews with McLaren and Alpine. 

“Why didn’t you jump over it?” Lando greeted as he spotted you eye up the metal barrier before deciding to walk the long way around.

“I’m in a skirt, genius.”

“Hasn’t stopped you before,” he shot back before giving you a friendly side hug. “I’m surprised he let you do this.”

You laughed but realised what a mistake it was as you clenched your legs together, more of his cum leaking from your pussy. “It wasn’t without conditions. Before you ask, just don’t.”

Lando wrinkled his nose and shook his head. “Ew. Wasn’t going to.”

“Sure…” You rolled your eyes and was grateful that Oscar arrived so the Instagram Live feature could begin.

“What would you rather…eat brussel sprouts for the rest of your life or live in Logan’s childhood bedroom?”

“Who came up with these questions? Did your fans really send these in or are you making this up?” you asked as you pressed the back of your hand to your forehead while you considered the choices of the latest take. “Can I at least call him and ask about it? Because I’m not a fan of brussel sprouts but if he had the American flag hanging on his wall above his bed then it’s a hard pass.”

“What about my room?” Oscar offered instead.

Lando laughed behind his hand. “You had pictures of Danny on your wall so she would obviously choose that.”

Though it was no secret among the drivers that you were dating Daniel, it wasn’t something that was publicised and you narrowed your eyes at Lando before Oscar drew the attention to himself.

“Mate, what are you talking about?” Oscar joked, “I still do.”

Lando lost it and crumpled over laughing, almost taking you down with him as he clung to your arm. “Next question, next question,” he begged between the belly laughs that triggered your own and you pressed your thighs together as tight as possible. 

Just when you thought you had recovered Oscar picked up the next card and he pressed his lips together as he tried to compose himself. “I think Doohan sent this one in...Cats or dogs?” 

One look from Lando was all it took. 

“Don’t you say it,” you warned as his lips twitched. “Don’t you dare. There are children watching.”

Lando’s eye flickered to the side where Esteban and Pierre were laughing as they waited for their turn before he looked at the camera. “Doggy…” It was almost impossible to tell what he said as it turned to a high-keening screech of a laugh before he fell onto Oscar for support. 

“Oh my god, I don’t know this guy, never met him before in my life,” you rambled as you sidled out of the camera’s view before losing it yourself. “Fucking hell, Lando!”

The producer looked at you and shook his head. “Still live, Y/N.”

“Ahhh, my bad. Just give me a minute,” you wheezed as you walked off and found a bathroom. You wanted to curse Daniel for the ‘gift’ he had given you as you washed away the streaks of cum that ran down your thighs but you loved when he owned you. It wouldn’t have taken much longer for it to reach below your skirt and then the entire world would have seen the evidence.

If you thought the interview with McLaren took a turn, it was nothing compared to Alpine. The two Frenchmen were completely unhinged compared to the more innocent McLaren drivers and they knew exactly what they were doing with their turn of phrase. 

“What do you enjoy more, overtaking on a straight or a corner?” you asked as you bent the question card nervously. 

“Easy. Straight,” Esteban answered first. “You get to go faster and push harder.”

“Ah, yeah,” Pierre agreed with a nod. “I know what you mean. But I like a tight corner because you have to control yourself on the entry or you could hurt yourself but once you’re in you can push the limits too.” He demonstrated the ‘corner’ overtake with his fingers, curling two digits suggestively and winked at the camera.

“Is there a priest in the paddock?” you asked as you hid behind the cue card. “These two boys need God.”

You saw the smirk on Pierre’s face before he opened his mouth and you jumped in front of him, clamping a hand over his lips. “That was not an invitation to make a joke about missionary or praying on your knees or whatever other dirty thought crossed your mind. Got it?”

“Got it,” he laughed as your hand fell away and he turned you to face the camera that was still streaming. “You did it for me.”

The frustrated sound you made only caused more laughter and you tossed the remaining question cards into the air. “I think that’s enough torturing me for one day. If you need therapy after watching this like I do, feel free to send the bill to Alpine HQ in Enstone; care of Pierre Gasly.”

You closed your eyes as you leaned against the door to Danny’s room, taking a few deep breaths as you readied yourself to face him knowing he had watched the live feed. You didn’t expect him to suddenly open the door, and you tumbled back into his arms with a surprised squeak.

“I was on my way to find you, kitten,” he whispered as his arms enveloped you and he stepped back, taking you with him as he kicked the door closed again. He walked you to the small bathroom and laced his finger with yours, turning on the tap and lathering the soap over your palms. “You don’t know where Pierre’s mouth has been.”

You peered up into the mirror as the warm water washed away the touch of another man’s mouth on them and met his eyes watching you swallow. “I didn’t know they would ask those questions.”

His cheeks twitched before he stopped the dark smile from cresting and he rested his chin on your shoulder as his damp hands ran down your curves to the hem of your skirt. “Sex sells, kitten. Every marketing team knows that, even the FIA.”

His hands drew your skirt up and you gasped as he pushed you forward, bending you over the vanity. “I thought we had a deal…” he tutted as he felt the dry skin of your thighs that he parted. 

“I had to,” you whispered breathlessly as you watched his reflection, his doubtful eyebrow lifting while he pushed his jeans down his legs. “Everyone would have seen.”

“Exactly,” he chuckled in your ear as he grabbed your knee and lifted it to the cold bench top. “Everyone would know who you belonged to.” His palm clamped over mouth to stifle the cry as he speared your cunt and your eyes fluttered shut as he filled you completely. “Who do you belong to, kitten?”

You lashed your tongue across his palm and he eased his grip, smearing your saliva over your chin as he reached for your throat instead. His fingers tightened as he waited for an answer and you pushed yourself back against him with a moan. “You.”

His deeply satisfied growl had your cunt clenching and he snapped his hips forward with a pace you couldn’t match. All you could do was plant your hands on the mirror and surrender yourself to the pleasure he gave you. 

“No more interviews. No more videos,” Danny stated as he grazed his teeth over your shoulder. “If someone asks, you send them my way.”

Your head was spinning as you rode the high of your orgasm and you nodded though you couldn’t think clearly. You would have said yes to anything he asked when he drove you to that dreamlike state. 

“Do you know how crazy it makes me to see you with them?” You yelped as he dug his teeth into your skin and the fog in your mind began to clear. “I want to be the only one who makes you laugh, who makes you smile. I can’t wait to have you all to myself for three weeks.”

His hips slowly rocked against you as he watched clarity return to your eyes. “What do you have planned?”

The smirk he gave you made your heart stutter and he pulled out leaving you empty. “Lots.” 

His fingers trailed through your dripping folds, gathering your slick before circling your ass and you moaned as he pressed a digit in. Your forehead dropped to the cool mirror and your breath steamed up the glass as he added another finger, stretching you ready for him. 

“You’ll find out in good time,” he promised before you felt his tip replace his fingers. “Relax, kitten.”

He gripped your hips and his thumbs massaged your lower back, easing the tense muscles before he pushed forward and your breath left your lungs in a low moan that he echoed. “Fuck, you feel so good. So fucking tight.”

He gave you a moment to adjust to his size before you grew impatient and rolled your hips, silently begging him to start fucking you. If you were in a hotel or his apartment he would have teased you until you were crying with need and loudly begging him but the driver room wasn’t soundproof enough for that. And, he had his own schedule of appointments he needed to get to before someone came looking for him. 

“We’re gonna try this again, kitten.” His voice was deep and husky as he gripped your hips tight enough to leave bruises. “I’m going to fill this pretty little ass before I go to my interview and if you’re a good girl I might let you have these when I get back.” He reached into his jeans halfway down his thighs and pulled out your panties, balling them into his fist as he lifted them to his nose so he could inhale your scent with a hum. “Deal?”

“Yes, fine, Danny, just please fuck me,” you begged shamelessly as you reached down your front and teased yourself. He chuckled as he felt your body tighten around him before he pushed your hand aside and circled your clit himself.

“Hold on, kitten, and keep quiet.”

You bit your lip as he roughly palmed your ass, spreading your cheeks wide so he could watch how well you took every long inch of him. He shifted behind you, oh so subtly, but the change in angle made stars dance across your vision and your jaw fell slack with a silent moan.

Your palms were slipping across the mirror with every hard rut of his hips, your hands smearing the glass with the fine layer of sweat that coated your entire body. Your legs began to shake as the pressure built in your core and his breath warmed your ear as he grunted with the tightening he felt.

“That’s it, babygirl,” he praised with a whisper. “Come all over me, let me feel you.”

You teeth clenched as your orgasm ripped through you, shattering your world into splinters of light and stars only to explode again when he reached over your hip and flicked your sensitive clit.

“Fuck, holy shit,” Danny breathed against your neck as you shuddered in his arms and saw wet streaks running down your legs to the floor. “God, you’re perfect.”

He kissed your shoulder as he eased out of your ass slowly, small whimpers filling the room as your core throbbed with aftershocks. His kisses trailed up your neck and you craned your head so you could reach his lips, tasting a hint of coffee on his tongue.

“I have to go,” he murmured against your lips but still he made no effort to leave.

“Then go,” you dared, turning in the cage his arms had made around you as you pulled your skirt back into place.

His eyes narrowed at the challenge before a smarmy smile grew and he kissed your forehead as he stepped away. “Okay.”

“You’re meant to stay,” you muttered as you crossed your arms.

His deep laugh echoed through the bathroom as he pulled his jeans up and left. “You young ones think you invented everything. I’ve been pulling the reverse psychology card since you were in preschool, kitten. I’ll see you later.”

“Whatever,” you huffed, only making him laugh more on his way out the door. “Old man.”

“Heard that. I don’t need hearing aids yet, love.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from laughing and he paused at the sound to send you a wink and blow a kiss before he was gone.

You still had a few minutes before you needed to make your way to HQ and as you sat down, tenderly, you noticed your panties on the coffee table. You started to reach for them but paused and looked around the room suspiciously before sitting back and shaking your head.

“Not falling for it,” you stated aloud just in case he was somehow listening. “Nice try, babe, but I’m not going to take the bait.”

The three week break did not go as planned. After the car’s poor performance in Belgium, Daniel and Max had been called to the factory for some much needed testing and upgrades. Not wanting to spend your holiday in the tiny city of Milton Keynes, Daniel had given you keys to his apartment in Monaco and one of his credit cards with the demand that you spoil yourself while he isn’t there to do it for you.

You were surprised to see his name pop up on your phone in the middle of the day but you quickly answered it with a smile. “Hey, aren’t you busy?”

“Just taking a little break.” He sounded tired and you wished he had video called so you could see his face. “What are you up to?”

“I’m going to Rejuvenate, remember? Getting a massage, maybe a facial too.”

“I could give you one of those, the facial not the massage. Though I could probably manage that too.” 

“You have the hands for it, but I think they would wander too much to actually massage me properly.” The spa was just up ahead and you slowed your walk so you could keep talking a minute more. “I miss you.”

“Yeah? Me too, kitten,” he chuckled softly and the sound was so intimate you could have sworn he was right next to you. “I’ll see you soon.”

The soothing scent of lavender and jasmine welcomed you as you stepped inside the boutique spa. You immediately began to relax as you undressed and lay down on the massage table, draping a towel over your lower half while you waited for the masseuse to arrive. The sounds of gentle ocean waves and whales singing started to fill the room and you shifted on the table as you settled into a comfortable position and your vision narrowed to the small circle your face rested in. 

The door creaked open and you heard the tinkle of glass jars before the cork on one was unstopped with a pop.

“Special Offer: Afternoon Delight with a happy ending?”

You jumped at the deep voice and nearly fell off the table as you turned to see Danny oiling his hands up in the candlelight. “What are you doing here?”

He looked exactly as you had imagined after the phone call, handsome, as always, but exhaustion left dark smudges beneath his eyes that wrinkled with the smile he gave you. He crossed the narrow space as you reached for him, your lips reuniting with desperate need after almost a week apart and he pulled away breathless.

“I’m taking a little break, heading back in the morning. But I needed one night with my kitten.” His slick hands warmed your back as he held you close. “I’m not going to let this oil go to waste by the way, lay down.”

Danny whipped the towel away from you and hummed as he eyed your body up with the hunger of a man who had been starving for a week. The look was one reflected in your eyes as he untied his robe and let it hang open for you to see he hadn’t only been oiling his hands.

“I’m glad you found the right room,” you commented as you bit your lip and laid down on your back.

His lips twitched as he reached for the opened jar and drizzled the warm coconut oil over your chest. “This time. Don’t ask me how many rooms there are in this place.”

Your breasts bounced as you giggled and he cupped them as he worked the oil into your skin. A contented sigh fell from your parted lips as you relaxed under his ministrations and your nipples peaked at the touch. The air rushed from you with a gasp when he pinched one sharply and you felt the jolt all the way down to your core.

“So responsive,” he growled as one hand traced a line to your navel and continued further, slipping between your legs and feeling how wet you were for him. “Hmm, I wonder…”

“What?” you asked curiously as you fought the urge to squirm.

“Have you thought about piercing these? I think you’d enjoy it,” he asked as he pinched your nipple and curled his fingers deep in your cunt at the same time, your back arching off the table with a moan. “Make you even more sensitive.”

His fingers were working you to a frenzy and you couldn’t think clearly as he put the idea in your head but every time your walls started to flutter he slowed down with a teasing chuckle. 

“Fuck, Danny, I need you,” you begged as you reached for his cock and stroked the hard length. “Please.”

“Have you been a good girl?” he asked as he watched your hand sliding up and down his shaft, his dick glistening with oil.

“Yes,” you whined. “I haven’t come since you left, I haven’t touched myself.”

He kissed you messily with teeth and tongue as he palmed your clit and he inhaled your cry of ecstasy as he gave you the release you needed. “Open up, kitten,” he ordered as he pulled you up to the top of the table and left your head hanging over the edge. He fisted his cock and ran the weeping tip over your lips and you flicked your tongue out to taste him. “Relax your throat, babygirl.”

You let your head fall back and his hands massaged the column of your throat as he pushed past your lips and coconut overpowered the taste of his musk on your tongue. You ran your hands over your chest, slicking them up with oil before grabbing his ass and digging your nails in to spur him on.  

“That’s it, kitten, use those claws,” he urged as his glutes tensed beneath your hands with each thrust into your mouth. 

Spittle ran over your lips and your eyes watered as he abused your mouth and your body responded with a throb deep in your core. Getting him off was a sure way of getting yourself off as you had found out and you prided yourself on making his knees weak. 

After crossing your legs to give yourself friction you turned all your focus on pleasuring Danny, teasing him as he so often did to you with an oiled finger. A deep groan filled the room and Daniel lost his rhythm as you curled your finger and found the spot like he had taught you to.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, kitten,” he warned as his cock seemed to swell even more, making breathing impossible. Tears leaked out of the corner of your eyes and his fingers tightened around your throat as if he could touch himself before he growled through his gritted teeth and pulled out. Hot ropes of cum spurted across your lips and cheeks before he released a shuddering breath and placed a steadying hand on the table beside you.

It didn’t take him long to recover before he reached over to the service table and placed two items over your eyes. “There’s your facial, love.”

You licked your lips and hummed at the taste of him before picking the items up to see them. “You really put the ‘cum’ in cucumber.” He grinned as you took a bite of one before tossing the other at him. “Go on, high performance athlete, it's healthy for you. Cucumber has lots of vitamins, plus it's boosted with a shot of protein.”

He dodged the cum covered slice with a laugh and pulled his robe back around his body. “Sorry, I’ve already had my protein shake for the day. Does this place have showers?”

You accepted the hand he offered to help you sit up and pointed to the curtain hiding a door. “How did you manage this?”

“Turned up the charm, kitten,” he winked as he stepped into the bathroom, beckoning you to follow with an outstretched hand. “But it was the cash that won them over.”

You caught the washcloth he tossed over and wiped away his facial while he found the right temperature that you both could agree on. When your face was clean, you stepped under the cascade and wrapped your arms around his waist. “Thank you for coming. You look like you could do with a nap.”

He returned the embrace, resting his cheek on the top of your head as the water washed over his back. “I always want a nap after coming,” he joked before tipping your chin back with his finger, a sombre look on his face. “How have you been sleeping?”

“It’ll be better tonight,” was all you could say, anything more would have only made his departure in the morning even harder. “How much longer do you think testing will take?”

He sighed heavily and grabbed a sample size bottle of body wash, squirting it into his hand before lathering it up on his chest. “Another week maybe, hopefully just a few days.”

He pulled you against him and shimmied to share the suds, and lighten the mood, and you giggled as his chest hairs tickled your skin. He visibly relaxed at the sound of your laugh and you cupped his face to feel the muscles pulling into a smile.

“Ready to go home?” you asked softly.

He brushed a quick kiss over your lips and shut off the shower with a nod. “Probably should get going. Max invited us out while everyone’s in town.”

“Who’s everyone?”

“The usual suspects.” He shrugged his shoulders as he started drying himself. “Lando and Charles at least, maybe Pierre if he hasn’t gone back to Milan yet. Carlos too?”

Every time he had a get together he seemed to invite more of his fellow drivers and it was finally changing how the media portrayed him as he was photographed with them. “Max is starting to collect drivers like Pokémon. You know, like that app that came out a few years ago…gotta catch ‘em all.”

Daniel’s face pinched in pain, his brows furrowed together as his upper lip curled back with a groan. “An app? Gen Z strikes again.”

“What do you mean?” Your eyelashes bashed at him innocently but you couldn’t hold the facade as you slapped his chest with a laugh. “I’m kidding, babe, I know it was a Netflix show first.”

“You’re funny, really,” he chuckled when he saw you suppressing your smile and it finally broke through. “Get dressed before I bend you over my knee and spank you.”

The cocktails had been far stronger than you thought and you no longer felt the cold out on the back deck of Max’s yacht. You had shrugged your jacket off as heat flushed through you and let the sea breeze kiss your bare arms while Danny had gone to get you a glass of water.

“So when are we going to make another video?” Pierre asked as he stepped out onto the deck to join you in leaning against the rail overlooking the bright city lights on the skyline.

“It’s only been a week,” you said as he bumped your shoulder and you pushed him back. “How’s things going with Kika?”

A bright smile graced his lips at your friend's name, the handful of dates they had been on seeming to have been a good start. “I'm heading to Paris in a few days to see her. Hey, you should come too. She’d be happier getting you over roses.”

“Oh thanks, I’m reduced to being just a gift now, huh?”

He draped an arm over your shoulder and laughed heartily. “I can tie a little bow around you, if you want.”

“What’s the penalty for breaking a few fingers?” Daniel wondered aloud as he stood in the kitchen watching Pierre touch you.

“What did you expect?” Kelly laughed, announcing her quiet arrival into the room. “She’s pretty and surrounded by rich, good looking guys. She’s too young for you anyway.”

The water from the tap overflowed the glass and wet Daniel’s hand before he turned it off and faced Max’s girlfriend. “That’s pot calling the kettle...”

You slipped out from under Pierre’s arm and shook your head. “Sorry, buddy, there’s only one guy that gets to tie me up.”

Leaving the Frenchman chuckling, you turned and found Danny with a very full glass of water and smiled gratefully as you took it. “Everything alright?”

He waited until you had drunk a few mouthfuls before taking the glass and placing it on the table. Your lips parted in surprise as he pulled you into his arms and captured them, his tongue dancing with yours without care that you weren’t alone. He was usually so careful and controlled outside the privacy of four walls but there was some need driving his passion as his hand trailed down your back to squeeze your ass.

He chuckled as he pulled away, brushing the pad of his thumb over your kiss-swollen lips and spying the desire in your eyes to take things further. He glanced over your shoulder with a smirk before turning his attention back to you and said, “Now it is.”

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You knew Danny wasn’t pleased that you were going to Paris with Pierre but there was only so much to do in Monaco on your own. Lando had kept you company for a day, borrowing Max’s jet ski while he was away, but then he was heading to the McLaren factory for his own testing so you had taken up Pierre’s offer.

You did have one surprise in store for Danny that you knew would make him happy when you saw him, and you couldn’t wait for the end of the week to hurry up and arrive.

“Say cheese,” Pierre said as he shoved his phone in your face after gathering it from the security scanner along with his carryon luggage.

The security guard rolled his eyes with a look that said he was over dealing with celebrities and he waved you through with a sharp, “Next!”

“Get out of my way,” you growled as you walked through the metal detector.

“Step this way, please,” the man said as he pointed to the big x-ray machine.

“But, I didn’t-” you pointed to the metal detector that hadn’t made a sound but he cut you off.

“It’s a random selection.”

“Random my ass,” you muttered under your breath as you stepped into the machine and pulled the finger at Pierre who was still videoing you. The camera shook as he tried not to laugh out loud and he gave you the thumbs up as the x-ray spun around with its scan.

“Oh, no way,” Pierre laughed and he stepped closer to the image. “You’ve got your nipples pierced!?”

“If this is live and not just a recording I am going to kill you, Gasly.” You looked at the security guard as he checked over the image. “Can I get out now?”

“Go on,” he waved you through and you swiped your bag from Pierre’s hand as you passed him.

“You ruined my surprise.”

“I’m sure he will still be surprised, when he sees the vid,” he admitted sheepishly. “I’m sorry, the fans love seeing you, I thought an impromptu live might be fun.”

“Let’s just get on the plane before someone makes an anonymous call to traffic control about a dodgy Frenchman.”

“He wouldn’t.”

One look at you had him swallowing and his pace picking up. You were mostly joking, but when it came to you, well, Danny could act first without thinking about the consequences. It only took eight hours for you to realise how true that was.

“Where is he?”

A scream of terror pierced the air as your blankets were torn from your body and you scrambled towards the headboard as a silhouette stood beside your bed.

“Danny?” Your voice trembled as your eyes adjusted to the dark hotel room and you recognised his shape that matched the voice. “You scared the shit out of me!”

He grabbed your hand that clutched your chest and pinned it at your side. “Where. Is. He?”

His beard burned your cheek as he growled in your ear and you couldn’t think as his scent drove you crazy. “Who?”

“Gasly.”

“Why would Pierre be in here?” you asked, your genuine confusion giving him pause.

“Because you came here with him, to the city of love,” he spat angrily as he flicked the bedside lamp on. “All fucking day, pictures of you two have been tagged on Insta.”

“I came with him to see Kika,” you whispered.

“Your model friend?”

“Yeeeeah,” you drawled, attitude lacing your tone. “They’re dating. Pierre and Kika. In a suite down the hall.”

“I didn’t see her in any pictures with him,” he murmured as he sat back on the bed and dragged a hand down his tired face. “It looked like you and him were…the comments…”

“Things are new for them, they’re not ready to go public yet,” you said as you cupped his jaw and saw the circles beneath his eyes were darker than last week. “You’re the only man I’m interested in. Even when you are overbearing and possessive, and showing up in my room at,” you looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand, “3am.”

“There weren’t any flights or I would have been here earlier.”

He let you pull him down beside you and his arm fell into place around your waist where it belonged.

“You’re an idiot,” you said as you kissed his jawline. “But you’re my idiot.”

His chest bounced with a laugh before he turned his head to capture your lips and his hand started to drift up your camisole until you pulled back with a yelp.

“I’m going to kill him,” Danny promised as he pushed you into your back and carefully pulled the top away and saw the two metal bars catch the lamp light. “I can’t believe he got to see these first.”

“He didn’t ‘see’ them, not like this,” you corrected as his fingers inched closer to the temptation. “This is all for you, babe, only you.”

“Ugh, I want to play with them,” he grumbled as he nipped at the supple skin of your breasts, careful not to hurt the healing piercings. “When can I touch them?”

“Not soon enough,” you said, equally frustrated with the wait as your nipples began to harden and tingles spread around the metal as they stiffened to peaks. “You wouldn’t believe how good they feel.”

“Don’t tease me, kitten, I’m too on edge. It was a long drive fuelled with anger and energy drink.” His voice was husky in your ear and it woke your body, your leg curling over his hip to pull him closer. “I don’t know how rough I’ll be.”

“It’s been a week, Danny. I don’t care what you do to me, just don’t make me wait.”

You rolled your hips against him and felt his jeans straining to contain him. You saw the moment he lost control, his pupils blowing out with desire and he gave into the primal need to own you. He needed the reassurance that you belonged to him and you just needed to feel him.

“Please, fuck me. I’m yours, Danny, please…”

“Fuck,” he moaned as he ground his jeans against the thin fabric of your panties. “You’re mine, and I’m going to make sure the whole world knows it from now on.”

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Never do a shoey.

Daniel Riccardo x Podcast.host!reader

Summary- classic case of he fell first and also fell harder. So y/n is a popular podcast host known for interviewing/having really famous people on her podcast. She was reached out to by mclarens media team to have their two drivers on the podcast. The episode did really well and mclaren invited Y/n to join them that weekend for the Miami Grand Prix! Where she meets a fan of hers that she just so happens to be a fan of... what will happen? Will they get together for just the podcast? Or will there be more?

Warnings- suggestive implications, mention of 'love' marks/bites, alcohol

Stupid warnings- reader is in Florida (surprising i know), author is a dumbass and pretends she knows shit(she doesnt), American spelling, I never spell check, also has refs to some of my twt moots 🫶

F/c- various people on pintrest

A/n- So I had this idea for a minute but I didn't know who to do it with so I had my moots on Twitter help me (hi guys!!) So thank them for the DR3 fic!! (Also i got lazy with texts dont mind it) And as always: sorry if it's ooc and I hate everything I write lol

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Y/n L/n a name that quickly rose to fame. She started to become famous on tiktok due to her 'face time' series. Talking about events in her life but acting as if the audience was a friend she was on face time with.

Y/n is known for her impressive conversation skills. She can hold and carry a conversation like it's breathing for her.

She had created a podcast as she rose to fame originally named 'facetime' which was scrapped after legal reasons. She changed the name to 'celeb seats' as she was able to secure an interview with YouTube and tiktok influencer 'Kallmekris'. She was able to continue this trend with having a celebrity on her podcast almost every episode-

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You closed the tab. They had just posted an article about you! You're a new type of famous now, the article was just a get to know you article. It was pretty accurate actually. It talked a bit how you rose to fame, then it talked about how you claimed that fame with your podcast 'celeb seats'.

The podcast you hosted was normally just you and one other guest, only a few times it was just you. Your guests were all celebrities, some more famous than others, some more liked than others.

But there is one main reason on why people enjoy your podcast: you're still a person. You don't act like your famous (whatever that means) and you prioritize your guest comfort over content. The main example is when you had YouTuber Markiplier on and had cut a large portion of it out. Him later talking on it saying something along the lines of 'she told me that she's going to cut that convo out. Cause I mentioned that I was iffy on people seeing it. She didn't ask she just said she was going to when I said I was iffy on it'. Him being a largely trusted person boosted your character and your popularity which widened your audience.

You were able to interview people from almost everywalk of life. Politics, actors, youtubers, streamers, tiktokers, voice actors, and even singers!

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Y.n: great to have you on @/billie.eilish !! This episode of the Celeb Seats Podcast will be posted next week on Wednesday!

User1 OMG GURL HOW

User2 WHY CANT IT BE WEDNESDAY ALREADY

User3 I still can't believe that she has Billie's number

User4 WHAT

User3 It's in episode 12 she mentions it, it was her first QnA episode with the q: who's the most famous person on your phone!

User4 IMMA GO REWATCH THAT HOW COULD I MISS IT

Billie.eilish: thank you for having me it was a blast

Y.n 🫶🫶🫶

User5 I love them sm

danielricciardo oooo can't wait!

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You see the verified name pop up in your notifications. Clicking on the profile, daniel ricciardo, the name seems familiar, you then read a little: formula one driver. Huh, it was currently Saturday night. There was a race tomorrow you decided to give it a watch setting an alarm to wake you up for the race, you put down your phone and eventually drift off to sleep.

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Daniel arrived early the next day at the paddock signing a few things and walking in, with his classic smile on.

He stepped up in front of the camera as the truck drove around the track for the drivers parade.

"Hello Daniel Riccardo" the journalist greeted

"Hey" he smiled

"So today is a big race today" she said "your home race and all"

"Yeah, it's always exciting you know?" He chuckled waving to the crowd

"Of course" she smiled "well we actually only have a quick question for you today: I'm sure you've seen it but people are surprised you listen to the Celeb Seats Podcast. Care to add anything?"

"Oh yeah" he smiled "I've listen to that podcast I think since the first episode it's actually really entertaining. And I think Y/n is a great host and I'd love to be on it"

"Alright thank you Daniel" she said as he stepped off to the side. As Oscar was next to get interviewed

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Your alarmed blaried in your ear. Turning it off you sat up and made your way to your living room and turned on the TV turning it to the EPSN channel. As you started making some coffee.

You sat on the couch as the race started sipping your coffee. You had to google some terms after they were said causing you to miss some overtakes. As the race wrapped up you turned off the TV and quickly went to YouTube and searched: formula 1 explained. Adding a few videos to a watch later playlist.

You quickly made yourself some breakfast before making your way to your office and settling down to start editing a video as well as finish the next episode of the podcast.

Deciding to take a break from editing you check your business email. Deleting the spam emails as well as the ones that were definitely scams. Before you glanced over a familiar orange logo you saw earlier that day. You clicked on the email:

Hello Y/n L/n

We hope this email finds you well. We have seen you podcast called "Celeb Seats" and we would love it if you were able to host our two drivers: Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri. We know you're located out of Florida and we have a Grand Prix later this year (may 3-5) in Miami. We would love to be able to invite you actually!

Sincerely, the Mclaren media team.

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You quickly typed out your own email that basically amounted to:

I would love too be able to host them! Thank you for the invite I accept!

After a few messages back and forth you were able to set a date to record with enough time so you could edit and post it before the grand prix.

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You were adjusting the angle of one of the cameras as you heard a knock at the studio doors.

As you settled down after adjusting the mics in front of them.

"Okay," you said "Welcome to the Celeb Seats Podcast I'm your host Y/n. And today we are actually joined by two people" you motioned over to them "both formula one drivers for mclaren, Lando Norris" you motioned to him "and Oscar Piastri" you then motioned to him.

"Hey" Lando said

"Hello" Oscar smiled

"Okay so this is actually the first episode with two guests so let's see how it goes" you chuckled

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After calming down from laughing "okay okay we" Lando motioned between him and Oscar "have a question for you"

"Shoot" you smiled

"Well you did mention earlier that you watch a little bit of formula one" he said as you nodded "well who is your favorite driver?"

"That's tough" you said "well hmm, I'd want to say Logan cause he's you know he's American" you chuckled "but I'd have to go with the other aussie, Daniel Riccardo. Sorry Oscar" you chuckled

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Y.n: Guess what! I know I normally post as soon as the episode is recorded but I had to wait to post this 🫣. But I had both mclaren formula one drivers on my podcast! @/LandoNorris and @/OscarPiastri, thank you for joining me!! This episode will be out tomorrow before media day!!

User7 HOW

User8 SHE ALWAYS GETS EVERYONE ON

Mclaren Thank you for taking care of our boys 🙌

Y.n it's no problem!! They were entertaining to say the least!

User9 I LOVE HER SM

LandoNorris Thanks for having us!!

Y.n it was great to have yall on!!

OscarPiastri Best interviewer ever!!

Y.n you just wanna become my favorite driver?

OscarPiastri ...maybe

Y.n dw Osc you'll always be in front of Lando

LandoNorris WHY AM I CATCHING STRAYS

User10 I love the bickering

User11 they are all siblings your honor

User12 wait...

User12 WDYM HER FAV DRIVER SHE WATCHS F1???

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Daniel was happy about another podcast episode dropping he put it on and started his work out. He was taking a break when he almost choked on his water. He was your favorite driver.

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You were walking through the paddock making your way back to mclaren hospitality with Lando. You two walked side by side before Lando tapped your shoulder and said:

"Hey let me introduce you to some of the other drivers" Lando smiled innocently. There was nothing innocent about that smile.

"Hey Daniel" Lando waved to a man you recognized, Daniel Ricciardo, your favorite driver. Oh fuck you Lando you thought to yourself. Lando then motioned at you "This is Y/n L/n she's a guest for Mclaren this weekend" Daniel looks over at you, fuck he's kinda hot. "And y/n, this is Daniel-"

"-Riccardo yes I know Lando" you chuckled

"Wow I was just trying to be nice and introduce you two" he huffed, you just rolled your eyes and turned your attention to the tall Australian.

"Nice to meet you" you smiled "I don't know if you watch my podcast but I mentioned that you're my favorite driver"

He nodded quickly "yeah I'm actually a big fan of you podcast" he smiled "I've been watching it since episode 1"

"Wait that long?" You asked a bit shocked that he watches it

He smiled "yeah!" He said "I was actually listening to the most recent episode while working out and I almost choked on my water when you said I was your favorite" he said scratching the back of his head a little bit embarrassed

You laughed, he smiled.

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Media day by passed way to fast. You wished you could spend more time with Daniel but he had practice the following days so sadly you couldn't.

Sunday

The race had began. Each lap passed the next one faster than the last. Next thing you knew you were celebrating with his team in the garage. Lando had just won the Miami grand prix, his first race win.

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Y.n thank you for the invite mclaren 🙌. Can't belive I was there to celebrate this first win for @/LandoNorris congrats man, you deserved this!!

User13 ONE OF US ONE OF US

User14 NEW F1 INFLUENCER

Mclaren you were great company!! We'd love to have you again

Y.n stopp I'm blushing 🤭🤭

Mclaren 🧡🧡🧡

Y.n 💙💙💙

User15 mclaren admin and Y.n flirting was NOT on my 2024 bingo card

AlphaTauri You should visit our garage..

Y.n is that an invitation 🤭

AlphaTauri ...maybe 👀

User16 ARE WE GONNA IGNORE THE LAST PICTURE

Y.n yes

User16 OMG HIIIII

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Lando had invited you out. In Miami. After his first win. You should have known how wasted youd get, too say the least. You and a small group of his friends went club hoping. The night was fuzzy, but everyone in that group drank their weight in alcohol and then some....

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You woke up with a killer headache making you remember the highlights of last night: the dancing, the clubs, and the fucking alcohol.

The room was plastered in darkness which you thanked the blackout curtains you invested in. You went to get up but couldn't. You were held down by something around your waist. Or someone.

The arms that were wrapped around your waist were strong. You tried to escape them again, which just made them tight around you and the man next to you burry his face in your back.

You thanked God that you were clothed, thankfully in your own pants but the shirt was definitely not yours.

The man let out a groan as he moved, you froze before closing your eyes and pretending to sleep. The grip around your waist loosened as you feel the man move slightly. Based on the movement he was on his back. He began to move again sitting up, you felt his body heat leave which left you a little colder.

You moved slightly as being frozen there was a bit uncomfortable. This movement in turn caused him to freeze:

"Did I wake you?" A familiar voice asked you. No fucking way.

"No" you said softly as you shook your head sitting up.

As your eyes adjusted to the darkness and you looked the man in the eyes your suspicions were confirmed: Daniel fucking Riccardo.

"Well good morning I guess" you said, if there was even a little bit of light in the room it would show you being beet red.

"Mornin' " he muttered in response "well uh" he said "fuck, what do we do know?" He asked

Which just caused you to start laughing

"What? What did I say?"

"No, nothing" you said "just funny"

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You stood in your bathroom as you looked in the mirror. Daniel offered you to shower and get new clothes on first (mostly so he could get that shirt back). As you stare at yourself in the mirror hand tracing the love bites and love marks that covered your body. Damn. You thought to yourself.

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You awkwardly handed him his shirt after you exited the bathroom. He thanked you as he grabbed it and walked into the bathroom going to take a shower himself as he stilled smell of alcohol and the late night activities.

You walked into your kitchen not knowing what else to do you started making breakfast. It was pretty basic: toast, eggs, and some sausage.

Daniel exited the bathroom, his hair still a bit wet. He looked even hotter than before, how is that even possible. Shaking your head of those thoughts you slid a plate across the counter in front of him. You both ate in silence before he spoke up:

"Do you remember anything from last night?" He asked

You shook you head "I remember getting drunk but no I don't remember what your referring too" you said

"I don't either" he said softly munching on a peice of toast

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After a little bit and a extreme amount of awkwardness Daniel left. It was weird you house almost felt empty now that he was gone.

It had been a few hours since Daniel left before you got a text:

??- hey this is Daniel, I asked Lando for your number I hope that's not weird

Yn- No it's not,

Daniel- good lol

Daniel- so I just wanna talk about last night real quick....

Yn- let's just not mention it again like ever

Daniel- agreed.

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After that awkward first string of text messages you actually started talking to Daniel. It started off with just some comments on his racing or one of his posts soon you were texting him almost everyday. Text turned to calls, some calls turned to facetimes.

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"Hey Danny" you smiled as you answered the face time placing your phone back on the counter facing you as you cooked.

"Hey y/n" he said, "what are you making today?" He asked

"Well I'm making this stir fry-" you started "wait what time is it for you?" You asked him

"Uhhh doesn't matter" he said the screen to your phone was almost completely black. You could only see bits of his face.

"Daniel" you said in a warning tone

"It's, 1am" he said muffling himself as he talked

"Daniel-" you started. "You litterly have a race tomorrow. Go to sleep"

"But-"

"Nope you need to sleep before the race"

He huffed "fine." You heard a little bit of shuffling before a quiet "goodbye"

"Good night danny" you said before grabbing your phone and hanging up the face time.

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"AND LEWIS HAMILTON WINS THE BRITISH GRAND PRIX-"

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After the celebration you got up and texted Daniel:

Yn- tell yuki I said congrats on points!

Danny- I get no congrats... 🥺

Yn- maybe if you went to sleep earlier youd be in points and you'd get a congrats too

Danny- :(

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"Danny isn't it like past midnight over there or something?" You asked, you two were currently facetiming eachother again, while you worked on editing the next episode of your podcast.

"Yeah" he yawned "but I like talking to you" he said groggily

A notification popped up on your phone as soon as you looked over, "what the fuck?" You said

"Hmmm?" Danny asked

"Carlos just signed to Williams"

"What" he asked "he what? Williams" you heard some shuffling as he checked his phone looking through Twitter. "Damn" he chuckled "glad I was up to witness this with you"

"Youre just trying to get out of me scolding you" you chuckled

"...maybe" he smiled "well hey if I was over there I wouldn't have to stay up" he said sleepily

"You just want to be on the podcast huh?" You joked

"Maybe" he smiled "come on let me be on it"

You smiled "okay okay" you chuckled "I actually have recorded a bunch of episodes for over your summer break so, you can come over anytime"

"Really?" He asked hopefully

"Yes Danny" you said as you went back to editing. "Just schedule a flight and let me know how long you want to be here"

"What if I wanted to be there the rest of the summer break?" He asked

You freeze a bit in surprise but before he could say something you spoke "I wouldn't be apposed"

He smiled as he hummed softly. Soon you heard soft snores coming from your phone.

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You heard a knock at your door. You walked over and opened the door a large smile on your face. As you opened the door to: Daniel Riccardo.

"Hey Danny" you smiled letting him inside

"Hey" he smiled walking inside nodding a quick thank you.

"Here let me show ya to the guest room" you smiled shutting the door behind him

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BREAKING NEWS: DANIEL RICCARDO SPOTTED LEAVING AN AIRPORT IN MIAMI BEFORE HEADING OUTSIDE THE CITY

User17 HWAT WHERE IS HE GOING???

User18 it's probably a media thing guys

User19 WAIT ISNT Y/N BASED OUTSIDE MIAMI???

User20 PLEASE YOURE FEEDING MY DELUSIONS

User19 😭😭😭

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Y.n just posted!

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Had this guy on my podcast he said he is a famous f1 driver...I don't see it 🤔

But anyways- it was great having you on the podcast @/danielricciardo !! As always look out for these upcoming episodes!! (had to rearrange my posting schedule for this man 😒)

User21 I KNEW IT

User22 dieing. Dead.

danielricciardo thank you for hosting me!!

Y.n it was great having my fav f1 driver on!

LandoNorris :(

Y.n know your place, youre behind Osc

OscarPiastri :D

User23 SHE CALLS OSCAR OSC IM CRYING

Frankie THE DANIEL PICS THANK YOU YN

Shelbyrose Get back in the cage

Olivia kinky.

Nics 😰😰😰

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"Okay" you said adjusting the mic arm in front of you as you sat down. Clearing your throat you start:

"Welcome to the Celeb Seats Podcast I'm your host Y/n, and to day I am joined by: DANIEL RICCARDOOOOOOO" you smiled

"Y/nnnn L/nnnnnnn" he said back

You chuckled "it's great to finally have you on"

"Great to be here" he smiled "sad I can't say that I'm the first f1 driver on the pod"

"But you can definitely say your the favorite" you chuckled

"True" he smiled

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"Okay okay" you said as you breathed stomach hurting from laughing, you turned to the camera "Thank you for joining us for this episode of Celeb Seats! We'll see you later!"

You got up and stopped the recording on the cameras as well as the mics. "So what ya wanna do?" You asked Daniel as you packed up the camera

"Well I don't know what you have around here" he shrugged "you have anything in mind?" He asked

You smiled "You don't mine if we go on a bit on a trip before we get there right?" You asked

He shrugged "I think I'd live" he chuckled

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As you pulled into the small dirt parking lot Daniel looked at the tall trees that surround it.

"Welcome to Highlands Hammock" you said "we don't really have mountains or the like for hiking trails but we have these cypress boardwalks" you smiled as you both got out of the car.

You two slowly walked the boardwalk, you pointed out the different types of trees, some animals and other plants.

"I love cypress swamps" you smiled "they're so beautiful" you chuckled

Daniel who was right behind you whispered "yeah beautiful" as he looked at you

"Hmm what did ya say?" You asked turning to face him

"Oh nothing don't worry" he smiled

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You kinda forgot when you got here but you both ended up at a small park next to a lake. Sitting on a small bench as you watch the sun set across the lake and eating ice cream.

"This was nice" Daniel said

"Yeah" you smiled looking up at him

He looked back at you. You stare into eachothers eyes.

"I wouldn't mind spending all of summer break like this, with you" Danny said

"I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with you" you said

With that you leaned into eachother, lips touching you melted into the kiss. His lips were slightly rough but the kiss was gentle. He placed his hand on the side of your neck just under your jaw.

The kiss broke.

"God I've been wanting to do that for so long" he said

You chuckled "me too"

"So can I call you mine now?" he asked

"Yes you can, but I will never do a shoey" you said

Causing him to laugh before pulling you into another kiss.

You did in fact ended up doing a shoey. It was fucking disgusting. Never do a shoey.

Fin.

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[onakomiyaki]

WHAT IS THIS | dr3 x brabham!reader | lh44 x brabham!reader (platonic) - smau

summary : you got into dating rumor with lewis hamilton after your sudden appearance in bahrain gp 2021. and your friend is not happy at all.

fc : emily ratajkowski, pinterest.

a/n : this is part of 'just a silly crush' universe, so i suggest you to read it first <3 and also this is just a small break (i lost the chapter 3 and 4 on my draft brb crying)

y/nbrabham.official

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y/nbrabham.official alright i take back what i said about cars go vroom-vroom. y'all cool, i guess.

big thanks to @ mercedesamgf1 and @ tommyhilfiger for inviting me!

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user1 HELLO?!? F1 AND Y/N?!?!? WHAT DID I MISS?!?! WHEN WAS THIS?!

user2 she decided to wake up and choose chaos, because what the hell??!

lewishamilton Glad you came, Y/N! Come again next race? 😊

y/nbrabham okay hamilton, now you're pushing it too far 🙄

lewishamilton Well, at least I tried.😮‍💨

user3 HELLO?!?!? WHAT IS GOING ON

mercedesamgf1 Our best paddock girl! 🥰

y/nbrabham.official admin stop making me blush! 😳😳

user4 there's no daniel in the likes, what's going on?

user1 someone said that daniel is unfollowing her because she attend bahrain gp as lewis plus one, while he'd been trying to invite her since his debut race and she refuse to come.

user2 she's actually look sad and guilty when daniel refuse to look at her and avoided her at the whole race :(

user7 she doesn't deserve the spotlight :\ she only there because she is brand ambassador for tommy hilfiger. what did she knows about f1 anyway.

user5 GIRL SHE'S LITERALLY THE DAUGHTER OF DAVID BRABHAM?!?!

user4 blud is talking f1 knowledge to one of the brabham is crazy

mclaren maybe you can go to ours next race? 👀

redbullracing she will come to ours next, sorry.🫢

mercedesamgf1 BACK OFF I SAID 🤺🤺

user9 NAHHH THE ADMINS ARE ON IT AGAIN

y/nbrabham.official maybe... 🤔

user9 Y/N ?!?!?

danielricciardo posted a story!

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton We out ✌🏾

Thanks for the photos and for supporting me, dear friend! @ y/nbrabham.official

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30 March 2021

y/nbrabham.official i look like that one kid in meme... the one who smile at the burning house... what is this lewis... 🤨

lewishamilton You look fine, Y/N stop worrying so much! 😩

y/nbrabham.official i am a model, of course i worry about my image 😤😤

user6 DEAR FRIEND??!? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!?

lewishamilton She is my beloved friend! (I got rejected)

y/nbrabhams.official we are friends! (plz ignore lewis)

user44 HE GOT WHAT BY WHO?!?

user1 only y/n could reject THE lewis hamilton.

user10 i mean it is y/n, she can reject me, spit on me, call me names and i would still thank her

user12 @.user10 okay grandma, lets get you back to bed.

mercedesamgf1 looking' fresh 🔥🔥

user9 MAX I SEE YOU

user3 it is probably daniel stalking with max's phone

maxverstappen I have no comment on that.

user33 MAX?!?!?!?

user2 BOY BFR RIGHT NOW

user4 WHAT DID YOU KNOW MAX VERSTAPPEN

landonorris 😶

user5 LANDO NORRIS?!

user11 ohh so this is what daniel story meant.. (im delulu)

user14 wait you might be onto something since daniel unfollow y/n.. (let me join you)

user23 OKAY BED TIME FOR YOU TWO, CHOP CHOP

"lew, daniel unfollowed me on insta. what should i do?" you said, voice panicking through the call.

"calm down, y/n. i'll try and talk to him." lewis, voice groggy, said.

it was almost 4 a.m in imola, and lewis had just finish reading a book. meanwhile it was 1 p.m for you in australia, and he is kind enough to listen to your sudden panic call. daniel had unfollowed you and you just notice that because you are opening your twitter after a week away from it.

the whole bahrain gp literally flooded your timeline so you just opted to stay off the twitter. which proven not so wise because now you're left with few chapters behind.

first, daniel unfollowed you. which of course understandable regarding the situation you're in. but daniel hasn't give you a chance to even apologize because that man is ignoring your messages and call and he of course won't read your dm

second, you just notice most of the grid is following you. other than few friend that you know about a.k.a daniel's friends, lance stroll, valterri bottas, and even zak brown decided to joining the bandwagon. and you know it won't be long until your next grand prix invitation.

"he is angry, y/n. that is understandable. and also why didn't you tell me sooner about your whole anti f1 agenda? i can prevent this disaster happen, you know that."

"yeah i know, i should've at least talk to you... but tommy really want me to go! he personally talk to me lew, how can i say no to him?"

"okay, fair. by the way, we've been friend for how long now? 3 years?"

"around that, yes. why?"

"and how long you've been friend with daniel?"

"umm, 19 years 20? i can't remember"

"yeah that outta do it. anyways i'll try talking to him okay? he avoided me too, maybe i'll ask max verstappen to help. i better go to sleep now, its like almost 5 a.m and my body is screaming."

"okay, you do that. i'm gonna go with my lunch... thanks lew."

"anytime, y/n."

anna watch as you return to your table with a suspicious look on her face. she never see you this restless or this nervous after your 'beef' with elsa hosk back in 2017. anna had her suspicion that it is about bahrain and she knew that it is partially her fault as well, but who knows?

"who was it?" anna asked, sipping her virgin mojito.

"lewis hamilton." you simply said, taking of your sunny as you open the menu.

"ohh, you finally agreeing on that second date?"

"what? no! he trying to help me to talk to daniel again."

"oh right, daniel."

"he didn't block me, but he definitely ignore me." you said, voice dejected.

anna wave her hand, calling the waitress to finally take your orders. you frown at her as the waitress approach both of you.

"i didn't order yet." you said.

"you've been ordering the same thing in this restaurant for almost 10 years, y/n. trust me i know what you want."

so you pout your mouth, rolling your eyes as you let anna order for you. she's not wrong that's why you let her be. this restaurant is one of if not the only restaurant that you always go to whenever you visit perth. you went here first time ever with daniel, back when you are 16. this restaurant just open then and you are excited to let daniel drive you around after finally getting his driver license.

"have you tried calling max? he is daniel closest friend on track right?" anna suggest, looking at you silently.

"should i?"

"try it."

and so you did. you open your phone, hovering at the contact name as you hesitate to press the call button. i mean it is 5 a.m at imola anyway, he won't pick up. right?

"hello?"

"uhh, hi max. this is y/n brabham. sorry for bothering you this early."

"ah don't worry i already woke up an hour ago. what can i help you?

"its about daniel."

"oh, yeah. bahrain?"

"yeah, he is mad at me. he won't answer his phone, unfollowed me on everywhere, and just avoiding me."

"he is mad at you, that's for sure. but he won't be mad at you forever. trust me, i know."

anna watch you in silence and you just looked away from her, staring at the ocean. you know anna is being nosy, but you let her anyway.

"i want to apologize to him... but how?"

"well, i have an idea. you have place in monaco right?"

"yeah, i do have house in monaco. why?"

"okay, here's the plan."

next masterlist

[purinfelix]

f1 drivers as meet-cutes ₊˚⊹⋆

summary: small blurbs about meeting some of the drivers in situations that are equal parts awkward and romantic !! featuring: CS55, CL16 and DR3 warnings: none, although carlos' one is a teeeensy bit suggestive

a/n: if there's one thing about me it's that i'm a hopeless romantic who's obsessed with meet cutes so enjoy these (semi-self-indulgent) blurbs - you can read pt2 here !!

ᝰ.ᐟ Carlos Sainz - one night stand

You’re woken by a throbbing pain in your head and the blinding white of the morning sun that pierces through unfamiliar curtains doesn’t seem to help. As if this isn’t disorienting enough you slowly sit up to realise you’re in a bed that isn’t yours, in a room that isn’t yours, in clothes that are way too big to be yours. And perhaps most confusingly of all, there’s a man who you can only vaguely remember meeting the night before fast asleep beside you - shirtless.

When he finally stirs the two of you exchange awkward conversation as you try to piece together the events of the previous night which are little more than a drunken haze of drinking, dancing, and stumbling back to hotel rooms. You don’t think too much of it, he’s good-looking enough that you aren’t embarrassed, and just by looking around the room, you can tell he isn’t too bad off either. That is - until he starts explaining how terribly sorry he is in advance for all the publicity you’ll have to fend off after pictures of you two leaving a bar together are plastered online. A couple more explanations, questions and proper introductions later you come to find out that he isn’t just any random man, but rather Carlos Sainz, a famous race-car driver who’s only touching down in your city for the next week or so. This all sounds new, besides his name - which falls off your tongue easily, which makes you a little more concerned about how you might've used it the night before.

He’s so oddly gentlemanly and polite though, a stark contrast to what most of the celebrities who visit your city or guys you’ve met in bars are like. And despite what the two of you had gotten up to last night, the look in his eyes and the way he looks sort of shy in the morning light can’t help but make your heart soften and you feel a little more comfortable with this total stranger. You immediately offer to leave though, but are caught off guard by his counteroffer to make you a cup of coffee - and after all, who are you to refuse?

ᝰ.ᐟ Charles Leclerc - coffeeshop

He’s here again. That irritatingly good looking stranger who, you’d think had just walked out of a magazine, but is in fact seated by the window of the cafe you work at. He’s dressed rather modestly, contrary to what the black card he uses to pay for his americanos may suggest. So modestly in fact that you probably wouldn’t have noticed him if this hadn’t been his fourth time here this week, in the same seat that’s positioned just right so that you can see him from any spot at the counter.

And if you can see him, you’re pretty sure he can see you - affirmed by the several instances you’ve caught his eye and gotten a glance at that dreamy expression coupled with a slight smirk that toys at his lip. That is, of course, before he realises you’ve locked eyes and whips his head the other way around, sometimes even sputtering on his coffee. You’d probably be a little weirded out by the fact that he comes in here almost everyday to do seemingly nothing but cradle one drink for almost an hour, but you also can’t help but feel a little endeared by him.

You have tried making small talk whenever he orders, or when you bring him his drink - but the conversation never goes beyond awkward remarks about the weather or how your shift has been going. Hell, you don’t even know his name yet. That is until you notice him getting up to leave after another hour is up, not before turning around to shoot you a quick nod and - was that a smirk?. You go to clean up after him, but to your surprise, an empty cup and a generous tip isn’t the only thing he’s left you. A napkin, branded with the logo of your cafe chain, with a couple numbers scrawled in blank ink and then below it: a name - ‘Charles’.

ᝰ.ᐟ Daniel Ricciardo - blind date

You were never on board with the idea, even when your friend had enthusiastically pitched it to you almost two weeks prior. It wasn’t like you were busy, or had anything better to do - rather, you thought the idea itself was ridiculous. You weren’t looking for a relationship and if you were you’d prefer being able to do the looking yourself, instead of giving yourself up to a blind date and wasting an entire night for nothing.

But that was before your friend had done a ridiculous amount of pleading and begging and nagging and convincing. And before you knew it you were waiting outside one of the fanciest restaurants in your city, still not entirely excited but wanting to get the night over and done with without being too rude to whichever poor guy she’s roped into this. That is, until you spot him. The first thing that you notice is his smile, it’s beaming, blinding even and you feel yourself smiling before you even realise he’s looking at you too. And to say he’s good looking is an understatement, because you’re beginning to question how on Earth your friend knows someone like this. The way the suit hugs his figure should be illegal, and his hair looks so confusingly perfect yet effortless. You feel a stir of emotions, your previous apathy replaced with a burning desire to both impress and charm him, as well as newfound nerves.

He introduces himself without the smile leaving his face - “Daniel, but you can call me Danny,” - and you practically feel your nerves melt away as he offers you his arm to take you into the restaurant. Maybe blind dates weren’t so bad.

[vax-merstappen]

sun and moon (dr3)

no bc i am obsessed with his tattoos! fair warning i don't know anything about how getting tattoos works so bear with me lol. hope you enjoy!

summary: what better way to celebrate your anniversary than to get matching tattoos?

warning: suggestive content at the end, getting tattoos

When you had started dating Daniel a few years ago, the first thing that had caught your attention was his tattoos. The rose by his wrist when he held your hand, the astronaut on his arm when he took off his shirt, and the various images on his thigh when he slept over at your place. You loved how they looked on him and thought they made him even more attractive.

You had a few small tattoos of your own, but nothing compared to Daniel's. Just a few pictures that were incredibly meaningful to you.

Little did your boyfriend know that you had an idea for another.

Your 3-year anniversary was in a week and you had been scouting out nearby tattoo artists to find one that would be perfect for what you had in mind. Of course you could have asked Daniel where to go, but you needed this to be surprise. As the days ticked closer, you got more and more excited for the real day of your anniversary. You had made all of the preparations and were so ready to make the day special for your boyfriend.

On the day of, you waited patiently for Daniel to get back from work. He had promised to leave an hour early to get more time with you on the special day and true to his word, you heard his car pull in the driveway right on time.

When Daniel opened the door, he was holding a bouquet of your favorite flower and a white box in his other hand.

"Happy anniversary, babe," he said, handing you the flowers and setting down the box on the counter. You smelled the blooms before pulling him into a tight embrace.

"Happy anniversary," you whispered into his ear.

You pulled apart and looked at the absolutely beaming smile on Daniel's face. You couldn't help but smile back at him.

"Open the box," he instructed, and you walked over to the counter to see what was inside. As you lifted the lid, you saw a beautiful romantic cake that was covered in frosting shaped like flowers. If it tasted as good as it looked, it would be an absolutely divine treat.

"It's stunning, Danny!" you exclaimed.

"So I thought we could spend the night here together?" he asked, checking if you had the same idea.

"Actually..." you began. "I have a surprise for you."

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

You handed him an envelope with a wax seal on it. You couldn't stop yourself from smiling and fidgeting with your fingers, the anticipation of him opening the envelope more than you could take.

You watched him peel the seal off and open up the paper inside. He read the words and you watched his face light up.

"An appointment for matching tattoos! You know I've been begging you to get one for months!"

"I know, Danny. I wanted to wait for a special day like today."

He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around you, lifting you up and spinning you around. "I can't believe it, a special tattoo with my special girl."

You giggled. "Now let's get going, I don't want to wait any longer."

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You talked on the way to the studio and decided on a design both you and Daniel had talked about wanting in the past. Daniel would get a sun tattoo on his right forearm and you would get a moon tattoo on your left one. That way when you held hands, the sun and the moon would be next to each other.

You walked into the tattoo studio together and presented the artist with the simple design you wanted. After creating the outlines for each of you, you had to decide who would go first. Daniel almost volunteered to go first, but you told him you really wanted to. It was your idea to go today after all.

As you put your arm out for the artist to tattoo, Daniel held your other hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. It hurt a little as the artist began working, but you took comfort in Daniel's presence. When you got particularly uncomfortable at one part, you felt Daniel squeeze your hand in response, him somehow sensing your uneasiness.

When you were done, you put on the proper covering for the tattoo and moved so that Daniel was now sitting in the chair to be tattooed. You smiled at him, so happy to be doing this with the man you truly loved. You watched the image of the sun appear on his arm as the artist worked.

After it was over, you pulled Daniel into a hug. Now when you were apart, you would still be tethered to him in a more physical way. When you would glance at your arm, a reminder of the sun on his would come to you.

"So did you like the surprise?" you asked Daniel.

"Of course I did, my love. You know I always wanted to get a matching tattoo with you. You're the moon to my sun and now I'll never forget that."

You felt warm inside at his words. Never had you thought you could be so special to someone.

"I love you, Daniel. Happy anniversary."

"Happy anniversary."

The tattoo artist cleared their throat.

"Maybe we should continue this at home?" Daniel asked with a smirk.

"I would like nothing more."

You paid for the work and left the studio, headed back to your place to finish your anniversary night in a special way. You pulled into the driveway and both of you rushed into the house and into your shared bedroom.

"You know we're supposed to avoid excessive sweating within the first few days after a tattoo?" you asked, raising your eyebrow.

Daniel looked you in the eyes. "Well we shouldn't let that stop us should we? We only get one anniversary night a year, you know."

"Maybe we can go slow tonight?" you asked. "I don't want to ruin such a special tattoo."

"If that's what you want, babe, I'll make it happen. But you know I like to make you sweat."

"Ok, Mr. High Performance Athlete."

He laughed before wrapping his arms around you and slowly beginning to take off your clothes. You knew that this would be a night to remember, and it wasn't even over yet.

[onlyangel4]

so high school. DR3.

daniel ricciardo x singer reader

y/n is a singer and her new single has hit the charts by storm. Lets look into moments before and during her relationship with formula one driver Daniel Ricciardo that influenced this new chart topper.

warnings-18+. cursing. drinking. brief mentions of pet loss. suggestive moments (no smut tho). tooth rotting fluff.

authors note- moments in order the lyrics appear in the song, not chronological. this is truly self-indulgent, an idea I have had forever, not requested by anyone. reader is australian but is constantly travelling and has properties in the english countryside and new york which end up being shared with daniel.

smau

i feel so high school every time i look at you

i wanna find you in a crowd just to hide from you

one month knowing daniel

you had met daniel a month ago, he had been at a charity event that you had attended and since then you kept on bumping into one another. and each time you bumped into him you shared flustered words and then found an excuse to leave his side and go and mingle with someone else. it was safe to say you felt chemistry with daniel. he was able to make you smile even when you were attending events on your off days. it had been one of those days.

there was nothing you wanted to do less than attend this premiere but it had already been released to the public that you were going to be in attendance. so you had to attend because otherwise there would be a flurry of disappointed fans, and you hated to think of disappointing the people that were the reason why you did what you did. so you painted on a smile, got into a dress that had been handpicked for you and forced yourself out of your hotel room and into the town car that had been waiting for you.

as soon as you arrived at the event you were reminded why you did not want to attend in the first place. the orchestra of camera shutters and paparazzi calling out for you sounded like a death march. but you were used to this so your false smile stayed on your lips, looking in the direction of whichever person called your name the loudest. this was a role that you knew how to play perfectly.

your eyes faltered from the cameras for a moment and found a certain driver halfway down the red carpet. In that moment you just wanted to run off, you liked daniel but you did not want him to have to deal with the false happy version of you. he deserved the happiest version of you, the one that could match his energy. your eyes flitted, looking for a way to get around him but it was too late the australian was already calling your name. oh the cameras were going to fucking love this.

you made your way over to him that fake smile playing on your lips, “fancy seeing you here stranger”, he spoke walking by your side.

“yeah i was here thinking you had a job that meant you travelled all over the world, however you are always in the same place as me. do i have a new stalker ricciardo?”, you teased softly, the fake smile turning into a real one for a moment before that light left your eyes.

“well if you must know the Silverstone grand prix is this weekend. So I had some free time and who doesn’t like a movie premiere”, he retorted, “i could accuse you of being my stalker, you are always where I am y/n”, he spoke and you rolled your eyes shaking your head slightly.

“i guess you could”, you said and you watched as the usual playful glint in his eyes turned to one of pure concern. you usually had a comeback for everything that he said to you, something that would make him laugh, so your blunt response made the man frown. wordlessly he took your arm leading you away from the paparazzi and into the cinema. it was early on in the premiere so not many people were there just yet and the press were all outside waiting for the arrivals. so you were safe away from prying eyes. he had found a dark corner in the entrance way and he looked down at you, concern still etched across his features.

“what’s wrong y/n?”, he questioned, “and don’t lie to me, i can read people pretty well, there is something up. I know it”, he spoke and you were left bamboozled. how could someone read you so well after only meeting you a maximum of five times.

an exasperated sigh fell from your lips, your eyes avoiding his. “i’m just having a bad day”, you whispered softly, “i had to have my cat, julien, put down at the weekend. this is the last place i wanted to come to but the fans knew i was going to be here so i didn’t want to disappoint them. but i know they will ask about him, that is all people are commenting after some paparazzi pictured me crying outside of the vets”, you spoke softly and you could see the worry on daniel’s face.

“oh y/n,iI saw that picture”, he frowned softly recalling the moment he saw the picture of you crying on twitter. It was a massive invasion of your privacy. daniel pulled you into his arms his arms enveloping you into a tight hug and you relaxed against him. “i am sorry for your loss”, he whispered softly and you just hugged him back.

the rest of the premiere daniel was pretty much glued to your side. usually he would mingle at these things but he did not feel comfortable leaving you especially since there were press interviews after the film. he made sure to be near you while you spoke to interviewers and if they brought up the picture of you outside of the vets he would laugh obnoxiously to divert the attention away from you and make the journalist lose their train of thought.

the one person you had hoped to avoid that night ended up being the one that made it tolerable.

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i'm sinking, our fingers entwined

cheeks pink in the twinkling lights

tell me 'bout the first time you saw me

one year dating daniel

“come on humour me danny”, you teased softly.

You were sat on your boyfriend’s lap hands playing with his loose curls. Two glasses of wine on the coffee table in the centre of your apartment.

“i have told you this story before”, he spoke with a laugh, finding it cute how much you wanted to listen to him.

“yeah but that was before we had been together for a year. come on danny it is our one year anniversary. i think you should treat me. come on tell me about the first time that you saw me.”, you basically begged. If you had been sober you definitely would not be acting this desperate but you were loved up and you just wanted to hear those words leave his lips. it was a story that warmed your heart. Even if you had heard it before.

“well it was at that charity event. i knew who you were, as you know my sister fucking loved you when she was a teenager, i couldn’t go anywhere near her room without hearing your first album”, he spoke and you laughed softly.

“that’s why she is my favourite sibling”, you chimed in.

danny just playfully rolled his eyes ignoring you and continuing with his little story, “and when i saw you i understood why people were so obsessed with you, the way you carried yourself was different than anyone else i had ever met. you were elegant but also down to earth at the same time. I think right there i knew you were going to become a fixture in my life”, he spoke truthfully. you were blushing as you buried your head in his neck, “see that is all i wanted to hear”, you laughed softly,

“so what did you think when you first saw me?”, he asked.

“i thought you were alright”, you spoke and he let out a bellowing laugh.

“ y/n y/ln you will never fail to amuse me” he spoke making you laugh. “i know you saw me and fell straight in love right there”, he spoke and you shook your head with a smirk.

“if that helps you sleep at night”, you teased and daniel just attacked your face with kisses moving so you were now laid on the couch with him hovering above you kissing your face. “well all that matters is right now and how incredibly in love i am with you y/n”, he spoke with a smile.

“and i am so in love with daniel”, you smiled before craning your neck upwards so you could kiss your boyfriend. just relishing alone time like this with him.

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i'm watching american pie with you on a saturday night

your friends are around, so be quiet

i'm trying to stifle my sighs

two months dating daniel

“babe it is just movie night, you can quit pacing”, daniel spoke watching rearrange the cushions and blankets sat out on the sofas in his apartment for the hundredth time in the past hour.

“danny it is not just movie night. i am meeting your friends for the first time it is a big fucking deal. what if they don’t like me or something”, you spoke your mind going at a million miles an hour. you had agreed to attend the weekly movie night that danny had with his friends whenever he was back home for summer break. this week danny was hosting so it felt like the perfect moment for you to meet his friends. you were going to meet six people in total. four of his closest childhood best friends and two of their girlfriends.

“babe they are going to love you. leah and emma have been bugging me about meeting you since the day they found out we were dating. they are big fans of your music and the boys will love you”, he spoke as he moved in front of you blocking you from your constant pacing his arms wrapping around your body caging you in, “you do not need to be worried. i promise”, he whispered softly as he pressed a gentle loving kiss to your lips. you relaxed in his grip, he could always bring you back down to earth and you were so grateful for him.

when the doorbell rang you took a deep breath grounding yourself taking daniel’s hand and walking over to the door with him. when he opened it you were met with two girls and their respective boyfriends behind them. “i am so sorry for this”, the taller of the boys, liam called out and before you could question what he mentioned both girl pounced on you pulling you into a tight hug. making both you and danny laugh out loud. “hiya”, you spoke with a smile. “danny told me you guys were fans i should have expected that”, you spoke with a smile.

the girls pulled you into the kitchen wanting to have ‘girl talk”, you did not seem to have a choice in the matter so you followed them and soon enough the other two guys showed up going into the living room to talk to daniel and the other guys.

“man when you told us that you were with y/n we started a separate group chat just so we could talk about whether you were having some kind of delusions”, liam spoke and danny playfully punched his shoulder.

“she’s real i told you”

“yep mate she is real. i have no idea what she sees in you but she is real.”

you and the girls wandered into the living room, “okay we are ready for movie night, debrief completed”, leah announced to the boys making them laugh. the group had already decided to watch american pie due to a horrified danny informing them that you were yet to see one of his favourite movies.

from his place on the sofa Daniel reached for your hand pulling you down and into his lap as you giggled softly. he grabbed one of the many blankets that were scattered across the sofa and pulled it over your bodies before pressing play on the film. the room was silent other than the sound of the television and laughs at the funniest parts of the movie. danny was watching your face attentively, trying to work out whether you were enjoying the film and from the smile on your lips he could tell that you were.

his lips ghosted across your neck scattering kisses on your skin making you turn to look at him. he then moved his lips to your ear, “eyes on the screen baby”, he gently scolded and you did as you were told, you continued to watch the film trying to not be distracted by the feeling of danny’s lips on your neck and his hands wandering over your body. Yyu just bit your lip, trying to keep your composure. moaning in front of your boyfriend’s friends was not the first impression you wanted to make. so you kept your eyes on the screen for the entirety of the film.

once it was finished you stood up saying goodbye to all of his friends, thanking them for letting you join the tradition of movie night. after you had shut the door behind the last one you turned to your boyfriend, “daniel ricciardo, you are going to be the death of me”

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are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me? (kill me)

it's just a game, but really (really)

two years before daniel

you were sat in your dressing room at the tonight show starring jimmy fallon when your best friend, heather, stormed into the room. “y/n you need to see this”, she spoke and you cocked on eyebrow, confused as to what was so important but from the smile on heather’s face you could tell that it was a good thing and that you shouldn’t be worried.

she thrusted her phone into your hands and you met with a paused youtube video of a man who you recognised to be daniel ricciardo, a racing driver that your ex boyfriend had been obsessed with, in an interview setting microphone in his hand. he was kitted out in the full racing suit but the top half was tied around his waist signifying that this was post race. your finger extended to press play.

“so daniel, we all know that you like a little bit of pop culture”, the interviewer spoke and danny laughed.

“i’m well educated what can i say”

“well lets play a game of kiss, marry, kill”

“oh this is going to get me in trouble”, he spoke with a laugh running his hands through his hair, “but go on”

“so… ariana grande, katy perry or y/n y/ln”

a gasp left your lips when you heard your name mentioned, “just keep on watching”, heather encouraged so you looked back down at the phone.

“i wish i could say that is a hard one but it is so easy man”, daniel spoke, “kill katy perry, sorry katy cats, I just don’t know that much about her”, he explained. “kiss ariana grande, because well any guy would say that”, he laughed.

“and may y/n y/ln, number one, because my sister would kill me if i said anything else, she is obsessed with y/n”, he spoke and that made you laugh, “and she just seems like a genuine person and she is incredibly talented, if i could trick her into marrying me i would be a lucky man.”

your mouth was agape when you paused the video and handed heather her phone back, “how fucking cool is that”, heather spoke and you nodded your head.

“that is insane, I was not expecting that”

“not to mention he was sam’s favourite driver. Iibet he is realising what he fumbled when he lost you”, heather spoke and you just laughed shaking your head.

“it is very cool”, was all you could say.

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get my car door, isn't that sweet? (that sweet)

then pull me to the backseat (backseat)

no one's ever had me (had me), not like you

first date with daniel

it was safe to say that danny was fucking buzzing. it was the week after that award show that he stayed stuck to your side like a shadow and the week after the silverstone grand prix. He had gotten the courage to give you call and ask you whether you wanted to go to dinner with him. he had been expecting you to tell him to fuck of but when you said yes he was met with the need to plan the perfect date to sweep you off your feet.

you were also stressing about the date, you were a superstar, brands would die to have you wear their clothes so you had a million dresses lining your closet yet you couldn’t find the right thing. heather had to come over and stage an intervention. “this is not a life or death decision”, she told you, “daniel would die if you wore a paper bag”, she explained and you laughed softly.

“i just haven’t been on a date in a while, i don’t know where to start.”, you spoke and heather pushed past you going into your closet, “good job i know exactly what you need to wear”, she spoke as she knowingly reached for a hanger. pulling out a dress you forgot you own. It was black and floor length with a slight up your leg. it hugged all your curves just right and the neckline and straps were encrusted with silver diamonds. it was perfect.

“see i knew you would know what to do”, you spoke making your friend laugh. you got dressed and as soon as you put it on you knew it was the right thing to wear, your best friend had been right.

you smiled as you looked at yourself in the mirror, “okay perfect, now i better get going, henry will be waiting with the car”, you spoke to heather who nodded.

you made your way outside where you were met with your usual driver. you got into the back seat and he drove you to where you were meeting Daniel, “i will call you if i need you to pick me up henry”, you explained.

“okay dear, well i hope you don’t call because that means it is going well and you deserve this after some of those guys you have been involved with”, he spoke making you smile. henry was a father figure to you, he had been your driver since you first needed one seven years ago. he had been there through awful relationships and bad break ups. he had seen you at your worst and he only ever wanted you to be happy.

henry pulled up to the restaurant and before you could open your door it was opened for you. daniel had been waiting outside looking for your car and when you had pulled up he had come running over to be a gentleman and he had opened the door for you. it was a simple action but had been a massive green flag for you. he took your arm in his and brought you inside.

the night had been a great success, it was spent laughing and looking at one another longingly, it felt right for both of you and it was safe to say that you didn’t call henry. daniel ended up taking you back to his.

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truth, dare, spin bottles

you know how to ball, i know aristotle

first christmas break dating daniel

spending the Christmas break with your boyfriend was an absolute no brainer, you ad just finished a world tour so some much needed time off was exactly what you required. spending time with his friends with you by his side was something that he had very much looking forward to. this was what had led to you being sat on the grass adjacent to a basketball court. daniel was playing basketball with a group of his childhood friends.

you had both leah and emma either side of you, just catching up while the boys played ball. you had found good friends in both of the girls, yes they had been a little starstruck when they first met you but now they were totally chill, just seeing you as another friend something that you were very grateful for.

your focus was on emma as she spoke about the holiday she had been on with her boyfriend when the boys came running up to you, “we have decided that you ladies are slacking”, Daniel joked the playful look in his eyes telling you that he had something planned. and wordlessly he swooped you up into his arms running over to the basketball court with you.

“you know i am shit at sports danny”, you whined when he set your feet on the ground.

“well you will be shit if you don’t try”, he teased and you scoffed rolling your eyes at your boyfriend.

the boys started the game again this time with you, leah and emma on the court. you were not the best at the sport just running away from the ball so that you did not have any responsibility. yet you still somehow ended up with the ball in your hands.

“come on babe you got this”, danny cheered from the other side of the court. shit you were next to the hoop, time to embarrass yourself in front of your boyfriend’s friends. brilliant. you did a small run up before shooting, closing your eyes not wanting to see your horrid effort of a shot, but instead the others started cheering for you.

“i scored”, you spoke in disbelief

“you scored baby”, daniel cheered running up to you pulling you in for a kiss, “i fucking love you y/n”, he smiled

“i love you too Daniel”

and that is the story of how you and Daniel told each other that you were in love for the first time.

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i feel like laughing in the middle of practice

do that impression you did of your dad again

i'm hearing voices like a madman

two years dating daniel

this was a one night only show in paris. it was a very special show that fans from all over the world had been fighting to get tickets for. You had been very excited for it. daniel had been at a race the day before, so with his flight timing you weren’t sure whether he was going to be able to make it. you didn’t mind you had an equally as busy schedule, so you understood him not always being able to make the countless events that structured your life.

you had been in your dressing room just fixing your make up making sure that everything was perfect for the show. your manager had knocked on the door letting you know that the stage was ready for you. you thanked her before heading out of the dressing room and soon enough you were on the stage performing your first song, cruel summer. you were halfway through the song interacting with the fans in the front row when you heard a loud cheer from the balcony. your eyes drifted upwards and there he was clear as day, daniel had made it to your show. your smile widened as you continued to sing sneaking glances over at him. in between songs you would look at him and he would be sticking his tongue out or doing heart symbols with his hands making you laugh softly before you focused back onto the songs you were singing. the crowd fucking loved it and twitter was going mad seeing footage of you and daniel being so in love.

when you were singing your last song you had glanced at the seat daniel had been sitting on only to see it empty. you didn’t think too hard about it, he was probably grabbing another beer or something. You stayed on the stage for a few minutes listening to the crowd scream for you as you did your final bow before running off the side of the stage.

“you are fucking brilliant”,aDaniel called out and you ran right into his arms, clinging onto him like a koala.

“why didn’t you tell me you could make it”, you whispered into his ear just holding onto him as if he could vanish into thin air at any given moment.

“i wanted to surprise you love”, he spoke pressing a kiss to your lips, “and I am so glad I did the look on your face was priceless”, he spoke just holding you tight. god you were so in love with him.

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'cause i feel so high school (i feel so high school)

every time i look at you

but look at you

three years dating daniel (present day)

“i’m home”, you called out into your shared new york townhouse.

“kitchen”, danny responded and you smiled making your way to the kitchen.

“danny how many times have I told you kyla can not be on the worktops”, you spoke picking up your white fluffy cat and placing her back down on the floor.

“i can’t help it, it is the eyes she gives me. she melts my heart”, he spoke making you laugh.

“you big softie”, you rolled your eyes.

“how was your day, did you get that track finished?”

you nodded, “i did, it is all done and ready for the album. i was thinking you could give it a listen”, you spoke. usually you made danny wait until the release of the album to hear the tracks just to give him the full album release experience.

“is this track different from the others, because you told me you would kill me if you caught me listening to them”, he spoke.

“well this one is about you and it is a little more personal than the others, it is about our memories”, you explained and he looked at you a big wide goofy smile on his lips.

“oh wow y/n”, he smiled his arms wrapping around your middle, “of course i will listen to it”

you decided you could not be in the room when he listened to it, that would be too much pressure. you wanted him to listen to it without having your desperate eyes on him trying to pull apart what he was thinking. so you texted him the track before retreating to the master bedroom, leaving him to listen to the song in the kitchen.

the song was only three minutes long, so why the hell had it been fifteen minutes and you had not heard from danny. you were beginning to get a little worried when the door swung open and danny looked at you with the biggest toothy grin. “i had to listen to it three times y/n, i could listen to that song forever”, he spoke as he leaped onto the bed joining you and pulling you into his chest. “it is so fucking perfect, i remember all the moments referenced in it.”, he smiled and you looked at him so happy that he liked it.

“i know you said you weren’t going to. but you need to play that at our wedding”, he spoke hand going to the ring he had put on your finger two months prior.

“i’ll think about it”

[lizlovestofangirl]

🎃 “purposely suggesting a horror movie (even though they know they themselves hate horror movies) just so they have an excuse to cuddle up for the night” + daniel!! the prompt seems very daniel to me, and i’d love to see your take on it 🙂‍↕️

HORROR MOVIES, DR3

cw: swearing, no use of y/n

liz's inktober 2024 🦇🎃

"we should watch something scary," daniel suggests.

you whip your head around so you can see him from where you were standing in the kitchen making a bowl of popcorn and give him a look of confusion, bordering disgust.

"dan, you hate horror movies. trust me, you do not want this."

he gives you a look that makes him look and you feel 17 again. "yeah, but it could be fun. you love them and i can always close my eyes or something if i get scared."

you smirked and said, "or something?! daniel ricciardo i swear to god if this is an excuse for you to be right up next to me all night."

he whips up a look of mock offense, so you follow with, "i'm not saying no! one, because you bet i've been waiting to see you scared shitless by a horror movie and two, you don't need an excuse to be close to me, you goof."

he laughs and beckons for you to come over with the popcorn, handing you the remote once you sit on the couch.

"do your worst," he says, as you start to type the conjuring into the tv's search bar while he throws his legs over yours and puts his head on your shoulder.

"okay that's enough worst. don't you think we could start off with something easier?"

"no way! you can't take back what you said because you're a little bitch!"

you feel him turn his face into your neck and groan, which makes you laugh and wrap a hand around his shoulder and kiss the top of his head.

"you'll be fine, baby."