#chemaxiel

[sillystappen]

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[sillystappen]

teasing my upcoming called fic by dropping the tags

Established Maxiel, Getting Together, Fluff, Polyamory, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst, Lack of Communication, because talking? about feelings? not in this hotel room, they sort their shit out though, Idiots in Love, not in a cutesy way they are just stupid sometimes, why have one boyfriend when you can have TWO

[sillystappen]

Come On Over And Ruin My Life aka The one where I write chemaxiel. That's it. That's the fic. Word Count: 5175. Read on AO3 here!

There are several instances where Checo has wondered what his life has come to. For example, when he won in 2020 for the first time after 190 races, when he became a Red Bull driver, when he won in Monaco last year, and quite depressingly now, as he watches Max and Daniel flirt with each other.

Don't get Checo wrong he isn't jealous, he just feels a little left out, like he's a constant third wheel now that Daniel has rejoined Red Bull. It's kind of an open secret in the paddock that those two are dating, and have been since 2019, though Max has mentioned that they were hooking up since a certain crash the year prior. And Checo gets it, they click well and look really good together, especially when they laugh. So no, he is not jealous of their relationship.

The feeling of being left out does confuse him though. He had thought about it in the privacy of his hotel room after a day of recording and has come to the conclusion that he doesn't want neither Daniel nor Max to be less themselves, but he wants to be included in it. This then throws him through another loop because he ends up imagining all three of them laughing at something or being huddled together in some corner of the paddock as they gossip about whatever stupid strategy Ferrari tried that day. An even scarier thought is the picture his mind paints of the three of them cuddled onto one sofa watching some bullshit telenovela with English captions, Daniel's head in his lap and Max leaning into his side.

He can't, no he won't, dwell on it. He refuses to. He's friends, teammates, with them. He's not looking to insert himself into their relationship. He just wants to feel a tiny bit more included when they have to do media events or are at the factory. He doesn't need to be taken to their dates only to be walking behind them on the pavement.

Besides, are 3 people relationships even a thing? Can you even want more than 1 person at the same time? Is that allowed? He has no problem with being queer (he is bisexual after all) but falling for two men simultaneously has Checo all sorts of extra confused.

"Checo!" Max shakes him out of his thoughts, "wanna grab dinner after the race with Daniel and I?"

Checo shakes his head, "I don't wanna intrude, it's okay. I have things I could be doing anyway." He really doesn't want to see Daniel and Max share inside jokes the whole night while he pokes at some overpriced pasta.

Max nods slowly, "ah... alright. Just- You know that- nevermind." Checo watches as Max leaves, Daniel latching onto his arm before he finishes turning the corner.

Checo sighs to himself. He really needs to sort himself out before this spirals...

And spiral it does. It has gotten to a point where Daniel and Max are in his dreams. His dreams! Checo is no blushing virgin either so he has woken up to several wet dreams where he has either been fucked by Max or had his cock sucked by Daniel, the other one always watching and running their hands along his body, providing another source of stimulation. Rather embarrassingly, he ends up rutting against the mattress or into his hand until he comes after he wakes up.

He walks into Red Bull's facilities trying not to think about it as Daniel slings an arm over his shoulder and starts talking about a bird he saw last night. Checo, drawn to the warmth of Daniel, can't find it in himself to move away. He listens and adds in the occasional "yeah?" to keep Daniel talking and giggles (?!) at some of the lame jokes he makes.

What's worse is that he doesn't let go when he spots Max, he just drags him over and only moves his arm so his fingers can play with Checo's curls on the back of his neck which has his cheeks turning every shade of red. Max doesn't seem to mind, and just continues chatting to them as if this is totally normal.

How? How can they be so relaxed about this and not... he doesn't know, jealous? annoyed? Daniel is being clingy with him and not his boyfriend! Shouldn't Max be glaring holes in to his skull by now?

And Checo? Checo is too selfish to push himself away. This is what he wants after all, to be included in their interactions and not be standing off to the side and it feels so good to be standing there, talking mindlessly with the two of them. When he talks he can feel the attention of both of them like they value and treasure every word. It's addicting to have the one thing he craved all season.

"Dan, look at him. He's turned in to a tomato," Max chuckles, noticing Checo's blush.

Daniel's fingers still as he looks over Checo's face, "oops! But Maxy, it's a lovely colour on him."

Max hums and smiles, "it goes well with his freckles."

Checo blinks, his brain not connecting to his mouth - unable to form any response. It's like he bluescreened under their attention. Oh God, he is failing miserably to be normal.

Daniel's phone pings. "Ah shucks, I have to leave. Media just can't get enough of this handsome face." He detaches himself from Checo, pecks Max on the lips as Max rolls his eyes fondly. Then, he takes Checo's hand, pressing his lips to the back of it before saying "later gentlemen," and jogging off.

Checo remains frozen in place, completely floored by the last 5 minutes. He waits to see if Max get's angry or annoyed by whatever happened but... nothing. Max just smiles at him, and wraps his hand gently around his wrist as he pulls him over to their garage.

Which... what the fuck?

"Aren't you mad?" he eventually gets out as they loiter around Max's car and look at datasheets.

Max turns around and tilts his head, "mad about what? The car is doing brilliantly and we're getting podiums and wins. What's there to be mad about?"

"I meant Daniel when he... y'know." Checo vaguely gestures to his hand.

"Oh, no." Max says before he goes back to what he was doing.

Checo furrows his brows, not understanding. He doesn't say anything else and goes over to his own car and try not to think about it.

Later, he sits with his lunch, picking at the crust of his sandwich while he thinks about Daniel and Max, who take up more and more of his thoughts. They're including him more, and have been over the last few weeks since Max invited him to dinner. This is all nice and he feels a lot better generally speaking. However, he can't seem to understand what Max and Daniel want from him. The goal was not to intrude on their relationship but they seem insistent on dragging him into it.

Sighing, he pulls out his phone and googles (in an incognito tab obviously) 'can 3 people be in one relationship?'

The answer pops up on his screen and Checo doesn't know what to think.

Polyamory, or consensual nonmonogamy, is the practice of having multiple intimate relationships, whether sexual or just romantic, with the full knowledge and consent of all parties involved. Polyamory is generally not gender-specific; anyone can have multiple partners of any gender.

So, yes, it totally is a thing. He could feasibly date both Max and Daniel without any of them cheating on each other. He continues scrolling, going through reddit and other sites of similar natures where people recount how they fell in love with multiple people at the same time and enjoy being romantically (and sexually) involved with more than one person at once. Some of the stories are really heart-warming actually. Could he have that?

He turns his phone off and bites the corner of his sandwich. Do Daniel and Max even want him? He thinks they do, but there's this lingering doubt that they couldn't possibly. After all, what are the chances that both of them like him too? They've been going strong for 4 years, why change that now?

"Checo," Max sits opposite him with his own food, "I've been looking for you."

"Where else would I be?" Checo replies rhetorically.

Max lets out an amused huff, "good point."

"So," he says after swallowing another bite of sandwich, "what did you wanna find me for?"

Max nods to himself and pushes his food to the side so he can lean forward a bit. "Look, I know the first time you said no so we decided to keep it more lowkey this time. Do you want to come and watch some trashy Netflix movie Daniel picks out in his hotel room tonight? Just us three, and probably some popcorn that will have our trainers annoyed at us. Totally chill, and neither of us will take offence if you say no but we do want you there and-"

"Yes."

"Huh?"

Checo clears his throat and looks directly at Max. "I said yes. I mean, I third wheel all the time but I enjoy hanging out with you guys." He picks up his tray and stands, "text me the time and room number, yeah?"

He barely catches Max's "okay," as he leaves. He makes it back to his driver's room and locks the door, leaning back against it as he sighs. Why on God's green earth did he say yes? He's just going to be sat on the edge of a sofa awkwardly with a bowl of popcorn as Max and Daniel cuddle up together.

However, he remembers the image his brain conjured of the three of them together, and the revelation that he most likely (read: definitely) has a crush on the both of them deludes him in to thinking that it won't be like that at all. That all of the recent interactions mean something. Please, let them mean something because Checo doesn't know what to do if it doesn't.

At 8pm that night, Checo is standing outside room 411 checking and double checking his phone to ensure that he has the right information. He knows Max didn't make a mistake, he's just nervous and has to force himself out of it so he can at least pretend to be somewhat normal. He's in his thirties for fucks sake and yet he's acting like he's a teenager who's experiencing his first crush.

Still, he knocks on the door. Daniel swings it open and looks absolutely thrilled to see him, which is nice.

"Checo! Glad you actually rocked up. Maxy was worrying you would bail."

"Hey no!" Max protests in the background.

Daniel doesn't pay any attention to him, "you look good! Now come in and sit your pretty ass on the sofa and pick a movie."

Checo nods, not trusting his mouth to not say something like 'would rather sit my pretty ass on you' because he is only here to be a friend. He plops on the sofa, noticing a folded blanket resting on one arm. He runs his fingers over the fabric, enjoying the soft feel of it when Max comes in.

Max plucks the TV remote from somewhere out of Checo's view and hands it to him, sitting to his left. "I don't have high standards just as long as it's something better than Daniel's 80s flicks. He claims that they're 'classics' even though they're really cringe."

"You say that as if you weren't humming grease lightning for a week." Daniel says, holding the biggest bowl of popcorn Checo has ever seen. Of course, Daniel notices his expression and shrugs, setting the popcorn down and sitting on Checo's right, "we do this often."

"I see..." Checo acknowledges. He starts flicking through Netflix, ignoring Daniel going "pick this!" and Max replying with "do not pick that."

It got tiring after a while and Checo had enough. "Both of you just stop talking right now. We're watching Lego Batman, end of discussion." There was no reason why Lego Batman was chosen other than it happened to be the one the remote cursor was on. Besides, both Max and Daniel seem satisfied.

The movie starts and Daniel almost immediately dives for the popcorn bowl. Max grabs the blanket and unfolds it, then throws one end over towards Daniel so it stretches across the three of them. The thing is, the sofa is not designed for three grown men, so everything is a tight fit. Meaning, Checo can feel Max's thigh against his own and Daniel's arm against his. It's so warm, but not stifling nor uncomfortable. It's warm in a way that he gets a swooping sensation in his stomach and the heat rises into his cheeks.

Daniel holds the bowl out to him and Max, and Max takes a handful, leaning closer to Checo in the process before easing up a little. They both seem so comfortable around him, which is good obviously, but he feels like he's in the middle of their relationship, physically too. Though, they don't say anything and just watch the movie quietly, shifting around occasionally (this is mostly Daniel) while Checo is internally screaming 'what do you want from me?'

Because this isn't third wheeling. No, rather he feels that he is equal with them. It feels like a date or some domestic scene that could easily happen in one of their apartments. And Checo cannot bring himself to melt into the moment or even enjoy the movie he picked as the dreaded question of 'what is this?' is on the tip of his tongue the whole time.

The movie itself is fun, and nice and just the right amount of simple where you didn't have to focus too hard to understand what is going on, which is good because Daniel drops his head on Checo's shoulder, pulling his end of the blanket up to the base of his neck.

"This ok?" Daniel whispers.

"Yeah..." is all Checo can think of saying. Daniel then settles and molds himself into Checo's side, one of his hands resting on his thigh. Checo can feel every point of contact like it burns through his clothes and onto his skin. He looks at Max expecting to see annoyance or hurt at the fact his boyfriend his being so cuddly and Checo isn't making any move to stop it, but Max looks fond, like the two of them being like this is - in his words - simply lovely.

Perhaps there is no harm in just taking this for granted. If he doesn't think about it too much, it is really nice to be hugged by Daniel. Checo slowly wraps his arm around Daniel's waist to hold him against his side and Daniel hums contentedly, pleased with the development.

'Just for now,' Checo thinks, 'then I have to do something about this.' Of course, Max choses that exact moment to shift and prop his legs on Checo's lap and lean his back over the arm of the sofa and close his eyes. Daniel feels Checo tense and rubs small circles into his thigh in an attempt to calm him. It works a bit but not enough to stop him from asking "what are we doing?"

"Chilling, cuddling, watching Batman," Max says, stating the obvious.

"No, no, that doesn't help, that's not-" Checo sighs, agitated, before pushing the blanket off him and standing, effectively shoving Max and Daniel off of him. He turns around to face them and takes in their confused expressions. Good, now they know how he feels.

"What's wrong?" Daniel asks, sitting up properly.

Checo laughs wryly, "what's wrong? What's wrong?! Mierda, I can't even begin to describe what the fuck is going on because I have no clue!" His voices raises in frustration but he can't bring himself to care, pacing and gesturing wildly as everything comes pouring out at once.

"I used to feel like such a third wheel with you two but then you started dragging me in to your relationship which is so weird? I initially just wanted to be your friend but this got me feeling all sorts of things that I shouldn't and you refuse to elaborate on it! You just do these things instead of communicating what it is you want from me and now I don't know where I stand or what I should do with you two. It makes me want to kick myself because despite all of that I've caught feelings for the both of you and can't bring myself to hate you at all for any of it. And now? Now you're looking at me as if I'm the one who doesn't make any sense. ¡No los entiendo a ustedes dos y me está destrozando! Y no puedo permitirme el lujo de ser algo en lo que estás interesado brevemente antes de pasar a la siguiente. ¡No seré una conexión para ustedes dos! Me merezco más que eso."

Checo breathes, re-centering himself after accidentally slipping back in to Spanish, before looking and Max and Daniel, who appear less confused and more guilty. "You have no right," Checo finishes in English, "to play with my feelings."

He doesn't waste much time after that and heads for the door, not bothering to hear them out.

Max gets up first. "Checo, wait-"

"Just... stop." He twists the doorhandle and leaves.

He doesn't go back to his hotel room. He can't bring himself to just lie in bed and wallow (and maybe cry). Besides, that would be the first place Max and Daniel look if they chase after him, and right now he doesn't want to see them.

He ends up leaving the hotel and wandering around until he finds a park and sits down on a bench, looking up at the night sky. He couldn't see any stars despite the lack of clouds. That really is just the cherry on top of this disaster cake.

"Checo?"

He lowers his gaze and looks around, the voice lacking a Dutch or Australian twang. He ends up locking eyes with Alex Albon.

"Alex? What are you doing here?" he asks.

Alex chuckles, "could ask you the same thing." He gestures to the empty spot on the bench, "can I?"

Checo nods and for a while neither of them say anything. Just two drivers sat in the middle of a park at night, totally normal. Though, as sarcastic as that sentiment may be, it is probably one of the most normal things that have happened in the past few weeks.

"Why are you here?" Alex says eventually. "Don't get me wrong, I am not judging your choices but something seems to be bothering you. If you want to share that, you can."

"It's... complicated."

"I can do complicated. Lily says that I'm a good listener. Might be nice to get it off your chest."

Checo looks at Alex and sighs, "where do I start? It's Max and Daniel."

"Oh boy. I am far to familiar with those two than I'd like to be."

"How so?"

Alex winces, as if the memory is slightly painful. "Of course, I was Max's teammate before you. I have caught them fucking on almost every surface in the garage and hospitalities."

"Even the car?"

"On multiple occasions," Alex grimaces. "Heck, I'm pretty sure I only saw half the story. I don't wanna know what the poor Renault staff have seen. Though, I suppose it's worse for you now that Daniel is back at the factory too."

"It's not that bad for me actually. I think someone had a word with them when Daniel resigned, though when Daniel was at McLaren I did hear them. But honestly," Checo admits, "that isn't even the problem. I think I'm the problem."

"How so?"

"I... fuck, I fell for them."

"Like, in love with both of them? At the same time?"

"Yes, exactly that."

Alex doesn't look too shocked, but still relatively surprised. His face then settles into a look of contemplation. "That must be tricky. I didn't even know you liked men."

"I'm bisexual. Anyway, these past few weeks have been weird because I like both of them and I can't tell what they want from me. They just suddenly tried to put me in their relationship or at least want to hook up or something and yet they make no move to explain any of it. They didn't even talk to me. They just are very... physical? I mean touchy, and also they have just invited me on their dates and... yeah."

Alex nods, processing it all, then says, "I assume something happened tonight?"

"I snapped," Checo admits before telling Alex every detail. Alex doesn't judge, just sits and listens. When Checo is done, it feels like a weight has been lifted off of his chest and he can finally breathe again. It still stings though, but is less crushing and the relief of it all makes tears spring in his eyes.

"Oh mate," Alex says and slings an arm around Checo's shoulders, pulling him into his side. Checo relaxes into the comfort given. His shoulders sag, a few tears eventually falling and he just feels so, so tired.

They stay like that for a while before Alex says, "they're idiots, you know."

"Hmm?"

"Max and Daniel," Alex says. "They clearly do like you the way you like them but are trying to get together with you the same way they did, which is fucking stupid. They should've just talked with you properly, but you also need to not put yourself down as much. You're a great person and you deserve respect and clarity, so don't feel bad about snapping at them. They had it coming."

"Thank you," is all Checo can reply with, because Alex has really been an amazing friend tonight.

They end up hanging out for a while, turns out Alex just can't sleep and got bored, before Checo finds his way back to his hotel room. He collapses back in his bed absolutely exhausted and welcomes sleep easily.

The next day, with a formed plan in mind, Checo immediately walks up to both of them and simply tells them "room 443, after all this." He doesn't linger, and goes back to discussing strategies and car development with his engineers. He can feels their eyes on him throughout the day, and sometimes he stares back as if he's daring them to do something. They never do. Instead, they flush red, like they're a naughty kid having an extra cookie, and look in any and all directions par at Checo. It's kind of cute.

Not even 15 minutes after Checo makes it back to his hotel room, he hears a rapid knocking. He opens the door to see Max and Daniel. Daniel is pulling on the edges on his hoodie and Max is indiscreetly holding flowers behind his back.

"Come in," Checo says, careful to make voice even. He closes the door and Max hands him the flowers.

"We're-" Max starts.

"Thank you for these, they're very pretty." Checo interrupts before gently placing them down on a side table. "You two are now going to sit down and have one chance to explain everything. No arguments. Only then will I decide what happens next."

Max and Daniel sit down without complaint and Checo stands before them, hands on his hips as he waits for them to start.

They look at each other before Daniel speaks up, "we are so sorry for hurting you."

Max nods, "yeah, we are. We didn't intentionally mean to confuse you. We just wanted you."

Checo raises and eyebrow and looks between both of them, silently telling them to continue.

"It's gonna sound a bit crazy but we both want a relationship with you," Daniel continues, "Max and I still love each other, but we also really like you. We thought if we just slowly integrate you into our dynamic it won't be as weird?"

"Yeah, and do things like how me and Daniel originally got together," Max adds.

Holy shit, Alex hit the nail on the head. They do like him, and they were just being stupid about it.

"And we were a bit scared of asking you about it," Max finishes.

"Fuck, yeah, I mean what are the odds that not only do Max and I like you but that you also like both of us?" Daniel asks in a way that he tries to pass as a rhetoric joke but Checo can hear the sincerity in it. They don't think they're affections are returned, especially now they aren't in Checo's good books.

But, oh, how wrong they are. Checo's heart leaps now he knows that that they like him in all the same ways.

"Pretty high, probably at about 100%" Checo smiles at them.

Max's gaze snaps up from his lap and Daniel looks like Checo just told him the answer to life's biggest mystery.

"Now, I am still a little mad that you guys decided it was smarter to play with my feelings than just straight up tell me," Checo clarifies. Daniel and Max frown. "But," Checo continues, walking around and toward the bedroom, "I think there's a way you can make it up to me." He winks then chuckles upon seeing Max and Daniel quickly scramble towards him.

Checo sits in the middle of the bed, "come here and kiss me then I will forgive you."

Max doesn't waste much time, immediately going over to hold Checo's face and kiss him. Max kisses how he drives: determined and passionate. It makes Checo's body flush with warmth, especially when Max's tongue touches his lips. Checo opens them and softly gasps at the feeling of Max's tongue in his mouth. Eventually, he gently pushes Max off and beckons Daniel over.

Checo moves to sit in Daniel's lap and kiss him instead. Daniel kisses him with a lot more gentleness than Max, but with equal passion. He can feel Max watching them and hears him shift closer, putting his arms around Checo's chest and start kissing down the side his neck, sucking lightly where his neck meets his shoulder, causing Checo to moan into Daniel's mouth and shift his hips a little which earns him a soft groan in response.

The feeling of both of them on him, kissing, touching, loving, is just addictive. He wants more and can feel from where he’s sat on Daniel’s lap and how Max has slinked a hand under his shirt, running his fingers up his torso and down again, that they are all in the same boat on this.

"Can we..." Max says against his skin, fingers travelling down to slightly dip under his waistband.

Checo gets the message, disconnecting his lips from Daniels to reply with more desperation than he'd like to admit, "fuck me."

It takes a bit to figure out their dynamics and learn what everyone likes but it ends with Daniel's fingers up Checo's ass before Max fucks him, and Checo sucking Daniel's cock as Max thrusts in to him. They were probably loud, and Checo definitely has a collection of hickeys covering the base of his throat and down over his pecs, but Checo cannot bring himself to care. He falls asleep just as Max cleans him and Daniel up.

The next morning when they’re all awake, naked and cuddled together on Checo’s hotel bed, Max asks, “Do you forgive us?”

Checo smiles up at Max from where he lies on Max’s chest and presses a chaste kiss to Max’s jaw then takes Daniel’s hand and places a kiss to his palm. “Mis amores, I forgive you, did a long while ago, and I want you. This wasn’t a one time thing for me.”

“It’s not for us,” Daniel says from the other side of Max, looking right into Checo's eyes, “never has been.”

“I’m glad.” Checo sighs and cuddles closer to the two of them.

He sees Alex in the paddock that morning. Alex waves at him and makes his way over. "You alright mate?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty great. You were right by the way."

Alex grins, "told you so." He looks at something on Checo's neck and waggles his eyebrows teasingly, "looks like you had fun last night."

Checo chuckles and adjusts the collar of his Red Bull polo, better covering what he knows is a hickey. "I did. We had a talk before we left about what we are and what we wanted out of all this," Checo looks around for any boom mics or cameras - he's clear, "they're my boyfriends."

"That's awesome mate, I'm happy for you. You guys are gonna be the best trio Red Bull have seen!" Alex claps him on the back.

"Thank you," Checo smiles.

Alex nods, "see you on track!" Checo watches him go back to Williams.

An arm slings over his shoulder and Checo grins, immediately knowing who it is.

"All good?" Daniel asks. Checo's chest floods with warmth and love. They haven't said 'I love you', not yet. It's still fresh for the three of them, but Checo has no doubt that eventually they will get there.

Checo nudges him with the side of his hip, "perfect, you?"

"Never better, love. Now come on, let's find Maxy. Can't wait to see you kill it on track," Daniel says, guiding him back over to Red Bull where Max is leaning against a wall, race suit already on and talking to a mechanic.

"Special delivery of one driver!" Daniel announces dramatically, gesturing to Checo.

Max's face lights up, quickly finishing up his conversation and manoeuvring through the garage to see them. "You doing okay? I mean it might not have been our smartest idea to... before a race."

"You mean how I will have to sit in a car for two hours with a sore ass?" Checo smirks, not even bothering to lower his tone around the mechanics.

"Oh my god..." Daniel groans quietly.

"Yes that," Max mumbles, cheeks flushed all red.

Checo giggles, "I will be fine."

"That's great then, love," Daniel smiles, "now go suit up. Don't want Marko to come after you."

Checo nods and makes his way back to his drivers room, hands brushing his boyfriends' as a subtle romantic goodbye.

He can't be too obvious, that much is a given, but given how Max and Daniel had established themselves as being very touchy-feely 'friends' so perhaps he could find out what he could get away with in the future.

And wow, to think about them in the future makes his heart flutter. This is real. This is the start of something solid. He knows it won't be easy for a multitude of reasons but those seem like future obstacles that he believes they should be able to overcome. He feels lighter, more than he has in a while and something tells him 2023 will be good year.

[sillystappen]

🤡🛒🌞✅🔮👄💻🎬

Thanks, and have fun!

HOLA ok we got more lets fricken go!!!

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

I like to think I have some good funny moments scattered here and there. But I think the award has to go to this line in Come On Over And Ruin My Life

He [Checo] listens and adds in the occasional "yeah?" to keep Daniel talking and giggles (?!) at some of the lame jokes he makes.

Idk I think the (?!) is pretty good.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

I have answered this before BUT I HAVE MORE TO SAY. I spend more time focusing on my characters then I do a place or setting. I want you (yes you specifically) to connect and understand them and feel as they do as the story unfolds. I want you to see through the main characters eyes and understand the depths of them. The characters are little bits of my soul woven into words and more than anything I want people to see them and love them.

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

Not really. Any time but the mornings to be honest because mornings are for dragging your ass to do things as you contemplate the meaning of your existence. Anyway if I think of where a scene or story goes, or even a new idea, I just write it asap so I don’t forget. Though most of my writing is done between 5pm and 1am.

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Starting sentences with And, using the expression God a lot and swearing so much that I would have infinite amounts of community service. 

🔮What's your favourite plot twist you've ever written?

I know the answer but I can’t tell you. Clue: 🫦🌊

👄 Your OTP are having their first kiss. What song do you imagine is playing?

Oh shit well it really depends on the universe and story. But if we are being the most generic and ignoring the fact that Max has no music taste then it has to be either…

Nostalgic Love Rock by late night drive home

I love this song to death. I picture this song quietly in the background, maybe at Daniel’s place or just in a more public setting or perhaps Daniel has plugged his phone to Max’s speakers. It’s a sweet moment, one that’s just sharing gentle presses of lips and holding the other close then the kisses get longer but by no means heated. That feeling of finding home and your person just swelling around them. Lovely stuff. 

OR Sailor Song by Gigi Perez

Ok this you gotta picture it. It’s been building - this thing between them. They both know it, even if they’re denying the other and have never spoken a word about it. It’s a pull, it’s a force, perhaps they’re running out of time and neither want to lose this. Listen to the song and when it’s the chorus the second time it goes, “right now, oh won’t you KISS me on the mouth.” And at the word kiss it happens. The string has snapped and they’re both desperate, hands on each other's back, cradling the back of their heads as their lips move together. Like everything is falling into place. 

💻What do you write your stories on? Laptop, phone, paper, etc.

Ok so if I’m really serious about a story or concept it will go in my notebook. Just a plan and rough notes to help remind me. If I am out and about I may jot things on my phone but most of the actual writing is done on my laptop, which may I add is absolutely covered in stickers.

🎬One of your fics gets turned into a TV series. Which one is it and what network is it on?

Ooooh ok I think it’s got to be Is It Chill That You’re In My Head? and that bitch is a CBBC drama. (Idk American networks I’m British lol). It’s a little cheesy, got a bunch of ups and downs that Max and Daniel navigate together, but the audience love their chemistry and the side characters who always have some bs to say and in the end the series finale is their graduation. It’s not Disney Channel because that would make it too fake and cringey (no offence) and CBBC would have it be a bit more serious. Target audience is 13-17 year olds. I like to think it would be that one show clipped on to TikTok and then people find it like WOAHHHH what is it and where can we find it? Once the series is over perhaps Netflix can get some rights to show it to a global audience. The name would change from fic to show, and I think it would just be called Golden (BECAUSE IT'S A COLOUR I USE HAVE I MENTIONED I LIKE COLOUR).

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The funniest reoccurring thing i have seen in maxiel rpf is ‘maxiel existing = sergio suffering’. Rpf sergio needs a lot of therapy my goodness. Maxiel are crazy and I swear Checo has seen and heard enough. It always makes me giggle.

That OR he should be properly included there is nothing wrong with an OT3 and honestly whatever the fuck you would call max/daniel/checo needs to be more written about. Idk if its V shaped or triangular there just needs to be more.

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My ot3 senses are tingling. I feel the urge to WRITE.

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Hello my friends

I… need a project and to motivate me I need y’alls help.

If you aren’t aware of IICTYIMH or STGWC then click the abbreviations to find out :P

Wanna know about my chestappen fic then click this.

And if you want know my thoughts on OT3 Checo/Daniel/Max then look at this post and the comments on it

Muchas gracias hermanos, hermanas y hermanes (i think thats gender neutral)