#george/alex

[drpepperjunior]

Two besties stuck together like two peas in a pod🫛

Thinking about making these a keyring for myself🥰

[f1-disaster-bi]

Galex for the ask game?

Of course I can anon!

Who hogs the duvet:

Alex hogs the blankets but George doesn't mind cause he runs a little hot so he normally doesn't notice unless it's really cold, and Alex normally wakes up at some point and covers them both (before hogging them again)

Who texts/rings to check how their day is going:

George is normally the first to text most days, and the one to check in through out the day. Alex isn't the best texter even though he makes sure to reply to George as soon as possible, so it's rare he texts first to check in

Who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts:

Alex is a little more creative when it comes to gifts. He also buys joke gifts more than George. So George normally gets a fun and silly gift and a very thoughtful one

Who gets up first in the morning:

George is first to get up. If they're together in their apartment or a hotel, George will make Alex a coffee to wake him up and they'll have a coffee together before they have to start their day

Who suggests new things in bed:

Alex suggests things more often than George, but George is normally happy to try new things even if he blushes a lot while discussing it

Who cries at movies:

Alex does, especially anything to do with animals. George does cry, but it's very rare and Alex always cuddles him when he does (and gently teases him about it later)

Who gives unprompted massages:

George does, especially after Alex complains about the car being uncomfortable so George learns how to give massages so he can help him.

Who fusses over the other when they’re sick:

Alex fusses more. George is more organised and knows what to do when Alex is sick, but George rarely gets ill so Alex always panics a little whenever George does get sick

Who gets jealous easiest:

George gets jealous more than Alex. Alex is very secure in their relationship, and he knows George is hot, so he's used to people flirting with George. George is also secure, but he gets a little jealou and possesive when ever someone makes Alex laugh because that's his job thank you very much

Who has the most embarrassing taste in music:

Both of them think the other's music taste is embarassing and tease each other about certain artists or songs that they find the other listening to, but really they listen to a lot of the same stuff.

Who collects something unusual:

The two of them collect things. George likes to collect coins from different currancies to show the places that he has been. Alex likes to collection little animal figurines

Who takes the longest to get ready:

George takes the longest to get ready. Alex is normally pretty laid back and chill about his outfits and hair, whereas George tries to style his hair and takes time considering his outfits.

Who is the most tidy and organised:

George is very tidy and organised, but Alex gets him to lighten up a bit when they move in together.

Who gets most excited about the holidays:

Alex goes all out for the holidays, especialy Christmas. He gets them matching socks, pajama's and awful matching Christmas jumpers that he makes them wear. He loves Christmas, loves cheest Christmas, and George grows to love it too

Who is the big spoon/little spoon:

They don't really spoon. They tend to sprawl over each other with George normally pressing Alex into the bed. When they do spoon, they take turns and it's normally after a bad result

Who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports:

Both of them are competitive but George is bad at most sports besides racing, but that does not stop him from giving it his all and bickering over the results with Alex.

Who starts the most arguments:

George starts debates and they turn into bickering. Mainly because if it's a debate about something silly like which soap smells better, Alex will disagree with everything to make George get flustered

Who suggests that they buy a pet:

Alex does because let's face it, he loves animals and misses hanging out with his familys little zoo. He first suggests it to George just as a "we should get a pet in a few years", but then he see Charles with Leo, and he starts dropping hints.

What couple traditions they have:

One of their oldest traditions is giving each other the silliest nicknames possible. They also try to keep a regular date night, even when they're apart and they will do virtual dates. They make sure to send goodnight and good morning texts every day

What tv shows they watch together:

They watch a lot of documentaries together. A lot of nature ones, and some history when George is in a mood. They watch a lot of comedy shows, and some more serious dramas. Their guilty watch is Cornation Street.

What other couple they hang out with:

They spend some time with George and Alex's siblings and their partners. They also spend time Lando and Charles, Max and Daniel, Logan and his partner

How they spend time together as a couple:

They go cycling together (even though Alex still jokes about his broken collarbone). They play padel together even though George sucks. George likes to watch Alex cook, and Alex likes to watch George bake (a new hobby for George). They watch movies together, they swap books so they can talk about them. Mostly they just chill together between races.

Who made the first move:

Both of them because they ended up kissing while drunk one night, and the next day they both just decided that they were dating now.

Who brings flowers home:

George does because he's a romantic. He even knows what each flower means and Alex has to buy a little book about flower language after George spills the beans while wine drunk one night, so Alex can understand what George is saying to him with his flowers.

Who is the best cook:

Alex is the better cook out of the two even though both of them can cook. George also loves when Alex cooks and looks forward to watching him in the kitchen in the apron Lando bought Alex as a joke one Christmas.

[mercurial-vroom]

Listless Playthings of Enormous Forces (🚨NOW COMPLETE🚨)

🧟 A Galex zombie apocalypse fic, written (and VERY belatedly finished!) for the spookily fabulous @motorsport-halloween fest 🎃

Listless Playthings of Enormous Forces (Part 2/2)

Pairing: George Russell/Alex Albon

Word Count: 27.5k

Content Warnings: Explicit sexual content; gore/violence; alcohol; internalized homophobia

Summary: 

“I’ve waited six years for that to happen again,” Alex says, tucking himself closer into George’s side. “Didn’t realize all it would take was the end of the fucking world.” *** When you’re a professional racing driver, death is always a possibility. At the same time as you’re learning what it feels like when the brake balance of the car is off or how to effectively manage your tires in cold conditions, you also learn the more unspoken lesson of how to look death in the eye week after week and not fear it – or at least, how to press that fear down deep enough to be undetectable, unable to deter your confidence as you round the outside of a sharp corner at breakneck speed.  That mindset, however, never accounted for the possibility of the dead coming to life again with a fierce and seemingly indefatigable vengeance against the living.

To anyone who started this on the first chapter and then had to endure waiting a month longer than expected for this part, I apologize! Life has been a little chaotic lately, but in the spirit of Nightmare Before Christmas, we'll say that it's still close enough to the Halloween season for a zombie fic to still be relevant-ish. 😅

[shoves]

i hope u dont mind me dropping into ur inbox to ask abt the pretendverse... i still think abt it and i wanted to ask if u have any lore or anything abt the pretendverse u wanna ramble abt that u werent able to cover in ur fic? :0 - @georgierre

omg i am literally So delighted that you asked. i have so much garbage related to the pretendverse sitting in my docs that will probably never see the light of day but i Do think about them all the time~

here's a section of alex's pov that i will probably never post bc the task is just So monumental. but maybe one day....

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There’s a growing list of information that Alex feels is pertinent to keep from George. 

For a number of reasons, spanning the spectrum of rational to irrational. Over the years it has grown, becoming this unwielding beast Alex has struggled to tame, which he resents, since he’s always had a way with animals.

When they’d brought Tinky home for the first time, it had been Alex who’d stood outside with her after she’d come off the float, his hand gently resting on the section of skin where her front leg met the rest of her. Feeling the warmth there, the flicker of muscle as her nervousness rolled away after a while. She’d been Zoe’s horse, but it had been Alex who’d waited for Tinky’s nostrils to stop flaring before they’d released her into the paddock.

George reminds him of a horse sometimes; The thought is often accompanied by some sort of teasing when it presents itself. George’s nostrils flare in the same way as Tinky’s when he’s mad, he basically gallops around campus with his ridiculously long legs, horribly proportioned. Clumsy like a thoroughbred foal with no idea what to do with all of himself. His ridiculously wide eyes, bordered by dark lashes. 

Just earlier today, George had told him that horses have the largest eyes of any land mammal, parroting something from a biology textbook. Alex had watched him curl over it indulgently, rather than the law textbooks he’d meant to be studying. There’d been something on the tip of Alex’s tongue there too, knowing that George was only doing law because it’s what was expected of him, and not what he’d actually wanted. He’d wanted to shake George by both of his shoulders and scream, you have all the money in the world, why not do what you actually want? But he’d never known how to say something so personal without revealing something about himself he’d always wanted to keep safe from George. 

Instead, he’d said none of that, and he’d ran his tongue along his teeth. “Dunno bout that Georgie. Think you might have the biggest eyes of any land mammal.” 

George had laughed, though and whatever churning inside of Alex that had appeared simply by looking at him had begun to unwind. Not enough, though, because he’d told George he’d be off in a sec, that Carlos had asked him to kick the ball around. It hadn’t been true, and he’d always hated lying to George, but he’d recently begun to stare at George in a way that was abnormal, and Carlos would say yes to playing anyway, so it wasn’t really a lie.

“Okay,” George had replied, without looking up. “I’ll meet you at Hatfields?” 

Alex had known it would make more sense to say no, that he’d walk home alone this time, that it’s probably inappropriate that they’re still attached at the hip. Instead, he’d said none of that. 

“Sure,” he’d said, grabbing his bag and the Puma ball from the table. It made a pretty funny picture; George’s textbooks sprawled endlessly over a table designed for 4. Alex’s football. “See you then.”

He’d walked away before giving George the chance to look up and smile at him, the way he always did. For some reason he’d left the library feeling sicker than when he entered, seeking out George’s company to alleviate some of the nervousness that had found its way inside of his stomach for weeks now. 

Alex is not entirely sure why he’d chosen to do so, when the crux of his nervousness seemed to be centered with George at the cause. Perhaps, because when he’d had his hand on Tinky’s skin, feeling for her breathing, he’d thought about how he’d learned to do this because of George.

Calm something wild and restless. Put his hands on a delicate, frightened thing and attempt to hold it together while it shuddered. There’d been nights in George’s bed when he wasn’t sure where he ended and George began. When George cried, heaving and sucking in more air than Alex thought was possible for a seven year old, Alex felt as if he himself was the one suffocating. As if he was the one writhing in agony, the one that had just lost a parent. Perhaps in a way he had been, some sort of osmosis of emotional transference occurring between the two of them. They had both been so young, too young really. 

He wonders if it began then. Maybe George had never been just a little brother to him, somebody he was required to protect. It felt good to look after George in a way that looking after his siblings hadn’t ever felt. There was no selfish pleasure associated with the act of putting a bandaid on Luca’s scraped knee. It was validating in a different sense. His job. His responsibility.

George was different. 

He had chosen Alex, for whatever reason, to be the person he’d cowered behind when they’d both hear his father’s voice down the hallway. George’s eyes had been the biggest and widest he’d ever seen them then. The smallest, most precious parts of Alex had bloomed to life. The ugly desire to be needed, to be wanted by somebody who showed it so unabashedly. It made him feel sick. 

When he walks from King’s to Hatfields he’s trying not to think about it. The information he’s keeping from George is like this: I don’t know how to live without you. I’m worried about my knee again. My mother has just been arrested, she might go to jail. The uni isn’t going to take my scholarship, thank god, but my coach says if I don’t get scouted next year it might all go to shit. I think about kissing you all the time. I don’t really know what love is. I’m scared. I think you’re wasting your time in a law degree. I think you should do what you love.

Alex loves football. Carlos is already at the nets when Alex arrives. 

“No George?” Carlos tuts. The way his tongue rolls the r in George’s name makes Alex’s blood boil. He thinks about kicking the ball straight at Carlos’ chest. The sound it would make. “Trouble in paradise?” 

Carlos is grinning. He’s teasing. Alex feels anger deep in his chest, a fury at the world. It’s not Carlos’ fault.

“Fuck off,” he says, anyway, tossing his bag to the side and dropping the ball onto the grass. 

“Hey,” Carlos frowns, “I was just kidding.”

Alex kicks the ball as hard as he can, right into the corner of the net. It only makes him feel a little better. He clings to that, the tiny feeling, and latches on as hard as he can. It will have to be enough. He’ll keep it.

If he loses everything, at least he’ll keep football.

[amphibiangeorgerussel]

Strike A Pose george russell/alex albon 11.3k

Strike A Pose [plain text version]

George doesn’t typically concern himself with the nitty-gritty details of Mercedes’ sponsorships, aside from the general who comes and who goes. Even if he’s got some contractually required photoshoot or instagram post, it’s shoved to the back of his mind until he’s physically doing it. If he’d been a bit more proactive, George might have heard the part about sharing the stage with someone else in a photoshoot showing off their flashy new sponsor deal with Tom Ford - which George thought was a shame, he liked the free clothes he pilfered from the Tommy Hilfiger sponsor deal, he wasn’t half as keen on Tom Ford’s line.

written for @f1wagaufest this was such fun to write so i hope y'all enjoy reading 😘

[seasidefae]

hi 🧍🏽‍♀️ do you guys have any galex fic recs for a first-time galex reader, long-time galex luvr?

[drpepperjunior]

Three boys waiting for X-mas🦌🎄🧑‍🎄

(Galex and their adopted child Logan lol)

[clayd]

guys i draw GA!galex

anyways love this scene

this is actually galex going back to mers house on a end of their shift, Alex got a longer shift and George stayed on the hospital while it ended and theyre going back cause next day it's off day and theyre staying sleeping for one day or more accurate it's maybe 8-9 hours and then back to the hospital and the fight for stuff as always and like canon

pardon the ligthlinght and the perspective and the angles and the different of lines and the proportions

i got guilty for judging an art of cherik cause erik didnt look like it but man if i donr put the names i wouldnt even reconazige them

[f1-disaster-bi]

For the Spotify ask game... Galex and number 55 please :)

Eras of Us - Fletcher

George fiddled with the drink before him. The condensation on the glass left his hand feeling damp and tacky. A sensation he didn't particularly like but it was distracting. It took his eyes away from the door, and for a moment, he forgot that he was waiting on anyone at all while he used a napkin to dry off his hand. And then the chair across him moved, and there he was. Alex looked the same as he had all those years ago but there were differences. There was a smattering of grey hairs at his temple. His eyes had the beginning of crows feet from years of laughter and his smile was the same. A sweet, little quirk of his lips that had George's heart tripping over itself with how fast it was beating. It had only been five years but it felt like an eternity. "Hey Georgie", Alex spoke softly, settling in the chair with a take away cup of what George knew had to be white hot chocolate. He would even bet there were marshmallows in there and a grated flake bar. It had always been Alex's go to, and even after all these years, George knew it off by heart. He even had an old packet of Alex's favourite hot cholocate and a mini chocolate grated in the back of one of his cupboards. It was tucked away the mug that had always unoffically been Alex's before it had all fallen apart. "It's been a while" George manged to choke out, trying not to get lost in the whirlwind of past memories blaring through his mind. Alex was here. He was here and real, and he was smiling at George as if no time had passed. "I was glad you reached out", Alex said after a moment, hand wrapped around his drink as he caught George's gaze shyly, "I missed you" George could feel the tears pricking his eyes as relief flood through him because he missed Alex too. He knew why they had broken up. He understood it, and he lived it but that didn't mean that George didn't miss him like a limb. He had spent five years chasing a fading dream, pushing himself to catch up with rookies and keep his Mr Perfect image intact as if it could ever fill the hole Alex had left when he had retired. Alex had wanted to marry him, to come out, start a family somewhere quiet but George was still chasing that dream despite having left Mercedes years ago. But now, now maybe things could be different. "I missed you too", George's words sounded watery as he tried to speak, "Alex, I...." A hand reached across the table to cover his. Warm and protective, everything George had been sorely missing as he lost himself in Alex's warm brown eyes. "George, I know", Alex whispered back at him, because he probably did. Alex had always known George better than even George. He probably knew exactly what he wanted to say as he brushed his thumb across George's hand, "New era, yeah?" It took everything George had not to reach across the table and kiss him as he finally smiled back at Alex. "Yes" George smiled, "A fresh start"

[mercurial-vroom]

Listless Playthings of Enormous Forces

(🧟 A Galex zombie apocalypse fic, written for the spookily fabulous @motorsport-halloween fest 🎃)

Listless Playthings of Enormous Forces (Part 1/2)

Pairing: George Russell/Alex Albon

Current Word Count: 15k (completed fic will come out to ~25k)

Content Warnings: Explicit sexual content; gore/violence; alcohol; internalized homophobia

Summary: 

“I’ve waited six years for that to happen again,” Alex says, tucking himself closer into George’s side. “Didn’t realize all it would take was the end of the fucking world.” *** When you’re a professional racing driver, death is always a possibility. At the same time as you’re learning what it feels like when the brake balance of the car is off or how to effectively manage your tires in cold conditions, you also learn the more unspoken lesson of how to look death in the eye week after week and not fear it – or at least, how to press that fear down deep enough to be undetectable, unable to deter your confidence as you round the outside of a sharp corner at breakneck speed.  That mindset, however, never accounted for the possibility of the dead coming to life again with a fierce and seemingly indefatigable vengeance against the living.

[onebadnoodle]

villagers of stardew valley pt 2

[foudreika]

F1 Rainbow Illustrations

All the rainbow illustrations I did between last year and this year! :D Always super satisfying to put them all together lol

[eemamminy-art]

Get you a boy who loves his grandparents!!! 🥰

[f1-disaster-bi]

Thought/idea - George/Alex/Daniel.

George talks to Alex about how wonderful Daniel is (because the boy literally can't keep his hands off him, seriously). Alex gets to know Daniel and they end up as one big happy family.

Ooo, I will admit this isn't a pairing I've ever consider but it is an interesting one!

George not really being with Alex. They're friends with benefits. They might be a little more but neither of them will take that leap, so the first time George starts talking about Daniel, Alex scares himself with how jealous he gets.

Alex knows they're not together together, but hearing about Daniel flirting with George and asking him out has Alex a little on edge but he has no right to stop George being happy so he supports him.

It hurts a little, but George looks so happy with Daniel's attention and Alex would give his life for George.

It's only when he starts getting closer to Daniel through George that Alex sees what George sess. Daniel is sweet and funny. He's protective in a way that doesn't make you feel weak or incompetent. He's funny and charming and Alex feels horrible about the fact that he's crashing all these dates and that he's developing feelings for George and George's new boyfriend......

Until Daniel asks to kiss him in front of George and Alex nearly chokes on his where because "what?" and gets a "well, we've been dating a while and I really want to kiss you, so does Georgie" and Alex short circuits because "these....these were dates???"

George just starts heaving with laughter because "I told you Alex was too oblivious to pick up that we were dating him" and then he's holding Alex's hand and telling him everything until Alex blurts out that he likes them too

[pppuri]

gossip in the paddock

[bacxstagerider]

life gives, life takes!