#on the anniversary of his first mercedes win

[i44rise]

he was soooo locked in. he knew it was his race to win. love seeing lewis like this again. let's get the remaining races, LH ♡

[taeslarityy]

dirty laundry ༄ dave york one shot (18+)

-> pairing: dark dave york x female reader

-> word count: 2.8k

-> summary: it’s a hot august week at the york’s lake house, which also happens to be the week you and your husband got married one year ago. your father in law — dave york — finds you changing in the laundry room and decides to give you a celebration of his own.

-> warnings/tags: father-in-law dave york, infidelity, dubcon, NON-CON, age gap (reader is 21, dave is nearing 50), SMUT 18+, heavy degradation(whore, slut, bitch), humiliation, dumbification, unprotected piv, sir kink, rough face-fucking, forced creampie, talk of pregnancy, reader is under the impression that she endures forced impregnation, hair pulling, slapping, spanking, semi naive reader, dave is not a cutesy nice man in this.. he honestly has no concern for readers feelings or pleasure. so please, if themes like dubious consent + non-con + blatant cheating are not ur forte, protect ur peace and scroll away!!

-> a/n: okay okay hiiiii. when i decided to participate in @hellishjoel ‘s #hotdilfsummerchallenge, i had a few ideas in mind. one happened to be this! but i felt more comfortable writing for joel and was confident in what i had planned. basically, this is opposite of that. no fluff or happy ending.. or even happy anything. so i wanted to share! thanks again kylee for letting me participate <3 and thank you to my beloved dearest @sweetpascal for aiding me yet again, i love u 🤍

let me know your thoughts!

DARK CONTENT BELOW: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THE CONTENT YOU CONSUME.

A huge part of growth, means acknowledging your mistakes.

When you failed your first semester of college, you knew it was from lack of trying and partying six days a week. So, you studied more and partied four days a week instead. When you slammed your brand new Mercedes into a flag pole, you knew it was from scrolling on Instagram which caused you to push accelerate rather than stop. So, you never went on your phone while driving again.

When you fell in love your sophomore year and decided to get married at twenty, you knew it was because you needed the well-off grad school bachelor, Daniel York. So, inadvertently, you settled. Now, a year later, you're sobbing in his family’s lake house bathroom because he somehow forgot that tonight was the eve of your wedding anniversary.

You feel like a complete and utter idiot. And for once in your life, you just might be. Staring at your reflection, you examine your appearance. You look effortlessly amazing today, after spending the day out on the boat. Hair, body and face all faintly sun-kissed. Your skin freshly shaved, legs and arms lathered in your favorite oil.

This was your final attempt to see if Daniel would stare at you with the same look of admiration he had so long ago. Your first attempt to ask him about starting your own family. Tonight was the night, and you were determined.

Briefly peeking out of the guest bathroom and down the hall, you decide you can rush into the laundry room only a few doors down. Everyone should seemly be downstairs, finishing up a game of Monopoly. You had the pleasure of winning two games in a row, pissing of the frightfully competitive York family. That’s when you decided to call it a night and head up to get ready for bed — bidding everyone a goodbye as you kissed your husband atop his head.

Wrapping your robe securely around your waist, you make your way towards the closed door and enter just as the dryer sings the most obnoxious 45 second tune that confirms the load is finished. Rich people shit, you mutter to yourself. Grabbing your bikini and sundress to hang up first, then laying out a sheer white silk sleeping dress with baby blue lace trim.

Looking back at the closed door, you conclude you should be fine to just throw it on before laying yourself out on your shared bed. Ready for your husband to see you so open and willing to be used by him. As your robe falls to your feet, a slight creek fills the silent space.

Whipping your head back and grabbing the nearest towel to cover yourself, you're met with an alluring glare from your husbands own dad. Your father-in-law, Dave York.

"Dave wha- what are you doing?" You question with a panic laced tone. Completely thrown off by the way he's leaning against the now locked door, hands in his wrinkle-free perfectly fitted black work slacks. His lack of response is louder than the faint trickle from the utility sink your bare-ass is pressed against.

Dave saunters over to you, his pristinely polished shoes clinking heavily with every step despite the minimal weight he's using. It's a commanding presence, shows how he doesn't have to storm over to establish authority. His handsome body towers over you and the faint hairs on your spine rapidly rise at the feeling of his warmth nearing your own naked body. Aside from the small washcloth that covers your crotch and arm across your heavy tits.

His veiny calloused wedding ring-wearing hand reaches next to you, finding the lace on your nightgown satisfyingly soft.

"Look at this, angel. Did you plan on wearing it for my inconsiderate son?" He remarks, looking into your wide eyes as his fingers continue to twist and feel at a piece of clothing that is filling you with an overbearing amount of embarrassment.

"I d- you weren't supposed to see that." The nervous confession brings a crooked grin to Dave's face.

"It's real pretty, just like you. Sexy even.... but I wouldn't waste my time putting something like this on for Daniel." Shaking his head at your frazzled state and utilizing that dismissive tone he does so well.

"W-why?"

Pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance at your innocent unknowing voice, Dave reaches a hand to slowly move your arm that's covering your plush chest. "Because, he left 10 minutes ago. Waved bye to me as I pulled into the driveway."

Now you're really fucking confused. Your husband never goes off without texting you to let you know, and why would he leave you alone at his parents home? Especially on the night prior to your anniversary.

"I don't understand. Did he tell you where he was going?" You probe at him, not processing the way his rough fingertips are skimming over your navel, up across your chest. Suddenly, you yelp as he pinches your pebbled nipple and grips under your adjacent perky breast. Your hand quickly grabs at his wrist, but he slaps it away — holding it at your waist.

"You really have nothing going on in that head of yours, huh? Just floating around being the perfect little wife for my son, is that right? Too stupid and blind to see that your husband cheats on you every living moment and only married you because you're nothing more than a sweet voice who’s gentle on the eyes." His painful out-of-pocket words paired with the twisting of your nipples has heavy tears brimming at your lashes. "Kind of him to make sure you're gentle on his old mans eyes too.... we always did share a type."

"Fuck you," you spit at him. You've never dared be rude to Dave, or anyone for that matter. But his condescending temper, sudden violations to your privacy paired with the already upsetting feelings you've been enduring today was a breaking point. As you rip your hand from his grasp prepared to rush out of the room, he grabs your throat in a vice grip. Landing a brutal smack on your cheek that causes your head to turn from the impact, just for him to use that same hand to yank your hair back to a straight position. Body now pressed against your own — you feel the washcloth protecting your femininity drop at your bare feet in terror.

"Hmm. Never heard you cuss before, sweetheart. Thought I taught my son to train his wife better than that."

A heavy tear streams down your now red swollen cheek, as you take in the hurtful message your father in law is clarifying. You're nothing but a piece of fuck meat, a trophy wife. But clearly not honored enough for your husband to use you. Humiliatingly, the way Dave's clothed body is up against your own, has your exposed cunt throbbing and leaking down your legs for him. You were good enough for Dave York, and that was an honor within itself.

"'M sorry," you murmur at the feel of his covered thigh spreading your leg and nudging into your soaked pussy.

Dave chuckles at your nearly cock drunk state, "haven't even touched you and your leaking on my dress pants. No wonder he keeps you around, you're just a perfect little slut willing to please."

"Y- yeaah," you sigh lightly humping his thigh, even though Dave didn't even ask a question. Something within you just wanted him to understand your body was his to use, despite both your sacred dedications to other partners. People so close to you. His son, your husband. Your mother-in-law, his wife.

He swiftly moves his thigh from between your legs, pinching your cheeks so they're puckered willing you to look at him with those glossed over doe-eyes he fucking leaks over. "Use that head and address me properly."

Your head swarms for a second, worried of his reaction to an incorrect title. Testing the waters, you whine, "yes, sir." The words muffled by the tight hold he has on your face.

With a sinister grin on his face, Dave pushes you down on the solid tile — hand still threaded through your hair to ensure your head movement is in his control.

"Look at that, your brain does work. Let's see about that mouth."

Yanking the zipper down, he pulls his semi-hard cock out and slaps it on your cheek, precum smearing slightly. As you eye his cock, you come to the realization that he's slightly bigger than his son at half mast, and you're gonna have to calm yourself to handle a monster like that.

"Are you gonna show me how good you take a cock down your throat? With those dick-sucking porn worthy lips?" Dave peers down at you. He has started to jerk himself to full length, his thumbs barely touching around his width.

"Yes, sir. I am."

The way your eyelids flutter up at him, so docile and unaware of just how vicious Dave intends to be on your needy body. It unlocks that fundamental primal male urge that he normally suppresses during sex.

"Open your mouth, bitch." As your tongue lolls out of your mouth obediently, a dribble of spit going down your chin to your neck to your tits gleams in the soft light. Dave grins as he stuffs two fingers in your mouth, touching at your sensitive uvula. You instantly attempt suppressing your rare gag reflex, body unprepared for his actions. "Nice job, knew you were meant to have your mouth filled."

Dave rips his fingers from you and smears the thick string of saliva across your face — slapping you across the face, rather gentle than before. As he grabs his cock and lines it up with your mouth, you inhale deeply. Seemly more aware of how Dave likes to be. Callous, straight-forward and dominant.

Before you can suck him into your mouth, Dave spits right on his cock — some of it landing on your moisturized lips — just to slam himself down your throat. Your eyes spring open looking up at him, polished hands gripping at his slack-covered thighs. You feel your left over slick on his right pant leg. The taste of his long day is heavy on your tongue as his balls nuzzle at your chin. You're overwhelmed with his scent. The hair at the base of his cock tickles your nose, stud piercing almost getting caught.

"Riiiight there, that's fucking it. What a real fucking whore."

Dave lets his head fall backwards, eyes on the ceiling as he feels you sputter around him, your spit dripping heavily down his balls and onto the tile between his legs. He's unsure on how long he looks upwards, until he feels the digging of your fingertips into him. When he looks down, your eyes are bulging — about to roll into the back of your skull. So he pulls off of you.

Your belligerent cough is almost too loud for comfort, so Dave jerks his cock and plops his full balls into your mouth. And like the eager girl you are, you suck them into your mouth. Licking at the seam between them, letting them bounce off of your tongue. You lick downwards, tonguing at his delicate perineum. That small but dirty act makes him groan loudly. Loud enough for someone on the second floor to hear.

Realizing he's getting too comfortable, he goes back to filling your mouth. Alternating between shallow fucking of the throat and just letting it bulge inside. His big hands wrapping around your neck to jerk himself through the thin hump of protruding skin.

When he hears the shrewd screech of his name from the mouth of his wife downstairs, he pulls out swiftly and yanks you up, hoisting your leg onto the counter. Prodding his cock head at your now unbelievably soaked entrance.

Your mind is hazy and disorientated concerning what's about to happen. You feel like you've barely had any time to process the fact that your father in law is treating you like a common street whore. So, when he pushes into you, a wailing shriek escapes you.

Dave slaps his heavy hand around your mouth from behind, pushing in balls deep but not before releasing a moan of his own.

"Better shut that mouth before I stuff something in there... good god. How is that cunt so damn tight? You're snug around me, guess you're not a slut after all. Tight pussy but loose throat, just how I like it."

Dave proceeds with his relentless thrusts into your aching cunt. You don't remember the last time you were filled so thoroughly. It makes you forget how fucked up this situation truthfully is.

As Dave's cock is slamming into your cervix over and over, you feel your lower stomach tightening. He feels it too. Dave has been holding in his orgasm since you first fell to your knees and gave him those fuck toy eyes. So before you can cum all over him, he grabs you by the neck from the front and puts your ear right by his mouth so he can relay his special message.

"My son told me you've been begging him for a baby... how sweet. You just wanna be a mama, huh? Or maybe, you think having one will fix your relationship. Just reminds me how stupid you are. If a kid could save a marriage, my wife and I would've been happy ever since she pushed that little shit out. But, I'm gonna make it even better for you, sweetheart...."

Dave pushes to the hilt as you cum around him, whimpering behind his hand. Eager to hear his words, simultaneously terrified.

"Gonna cum inside and get you pregnant myself."

You scream into his hand, trying to push him away from you, trying to get yourself away from his spearing cock. All your effort does is push him in deeper, your body going lax at how stuffed you are.

"Don't fight me, angel. Just take it..." You feel his warm cum spilling into you, your body quivering. "Good... so good. I already feel your body sucking up my cum.. eager for it. Eager to be round with your father in law's baby. What will it call me? Grand-dad?" He snickers into your ear as he releases your body. You just lay there, half your limp limbs hanging off the counter.

Dave watches his thick white liquid drip out of you, and down your inner thighs. He pats your ass and tucks himself back into his slacks.

"Don't worry too much. Daniel looks just like me, he'll never find out his kid is actually his half-sibling. That is unless you tell him. You want him to find out you were on your knees being a slut for his, daddy?" Dave questions you. You don't speak a word. Just staring at the piped detailing on the cupboard that holds all the scented detergents.

"Just go, please. So I can clean myself up." Those few begging words take the reminanets of your little energy.

Dave grabs your now wrinkly nightgown and robe, pulling you off the counter so you're forced to stand in front of him. Body spent, his finger prints have left slight indents on various parts of you that you're positive will bruise in the days to come. You realize now, there's no way your husband can see you uncovered for weeks.

"You're gonna put this slutty outfit on and walk your ass into his room, with my cum dripping down your legs. He's been waiting for you, sweetheart."

Your jaw drops at his demand. Disgusted yet your cunt clenches at the filth of it all.

"I thought you said he left?"

Dave just smiles at you like you're a mindless child. You almost fall to the floor in despair at the discovery of what a lying sick bastard Dave has revealed himself to be. You don't know what to do. You've caught yourself up in this twisted game and as of now, there's no way out.

So, you throw the soft lace over your head and run your fingers through your hair attempting to fix your appearance. As you unlock the door, Dave places a gentle hand on your waist and kisses the top of your head. You hear him inhale your scent before he pushes you out of the door and watches you meander to his son's room, a slight limp in your legs.

You look at him, distain on your face as you open the door to find your husband scrolling on his phone. With an arrogant look spread across his face — "Where have you been?"

Dave hears the click of the door lock setting in place. As he walks towards the stairwell, he can't help but laugh at the memory of his vasectomy he received many years ago.

thank you truly for reading! let me know your thoughts below or in asks!! reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

[wejustvibing]

The Numbers Behind Lewis’ Silverstone Win

- Lewis’ ninth win at the British Grand Prix sets a new record for most F1 wins at a single Grand Prix. He had previously held this record with Michael Schumacher at the French Grand Prix, and himself at the Hungarian Grand Prix!

- Lewis also breaks the record for most wins at a single circuit (nine), at Silverstone.

- It is the 15th time Lewis has stood on the podium at Silverstone, extending the record for most podiums at a single F1 circuit.

- Lewis extends his consecutive podium streak at Silverstone to 12. He has finished every F1 race at Silverstone in the Hybrid era (since 2014) on the podium. That includes 11 British Grands Prix and the 70th Anniversary Grand Prix in 2020.

- This is the 104th Formula One victory of Lewis’ career, and his first since the 2021 Saudi Arabian Grand Prix - 945 days previously.

- At 39 years and 182 days old, Lewis becomes the oldest winner in F1’s modern era, and the oldest since Nigel Mansell triumphed at the 1994 Australian Grand Prix aged 41 years and 97 days.

- Lewis becomes the first driver to win a Formula One race after competing in more than 300 Grands Prix. He achieves this at the 344th attempt.

- The time difference between Lewis’ first F1 win and his latest is also an F1 record. 17 years and 1 month has passed since the 2007 Canadian Grand Prix, Lewis’ first win.

- Lewis also becomes the first driver in Formula One history to win at least one race in 16 different seasons (2007-2021 & 2024). This sets a new record and breaks the tie with Michael Schumacher.

- The podium is Lewis’ 199th in F1, extending his record for most podiums in the sport’s history.

- It is the 299th time Lewis has finished in the points at an F1 Grand Prix. He could become the first driver to score 300 Grands Prix points finishes next time out in Hungary.

- Lewis’ podium is his 150th with Mercedes in F1. That extends the record he already held for most podiums scored with the same team.

- Win number 83 for Lewis with Mercedes also extends the record held for most wins with the same team in F1.

[hamiltonfilms]

Hellooo i was hoping to request an insta au where reader was dating an F1 driver before they split, and it's not a nice breakup either, and after the split reader starts dating marc márquez? If not that's totally okay too!

pairing : marc márquez x female!reader

summary : after charles cheats on you with his ex you start hating yourself until you find the love that has been waiting for you since childhood

warning: betrayal, hospital, falling in love, childhood friends to love

a/n: so I like it and thank you for your request and I look forward to more requests haha, English is not my first language, sorry for the mistakes, no hate for Charlotte i personally adore her and she is my queen 💅

photo credits: Pinterest

APRIL 2023

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MAY 2023

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marcmarquez93 Congrats Y/n it's your season I told you

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OCTOBER 2023

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MARCH 2024

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a/n sorry for the mistakes but also for such a long waiting time but I didn't have time and I forgot the password to this account and I hope you like it

[ace-race-ace]

Has Kowalski analysed Estemax/Maxeban yet 👀

Eating up all these rare pair asks ~~ thank you everyone, truly

SO, Esteban and Max - a lot to unpack

Unsurprisingly, the first thing most people think about with this pair is the infamous fight they had after Brazil 2018 (excellent timing - 6 year anniversary guys 🥰)

This was prime Mad Max era. A ruined race from a back marker - no surprise he got heated. But there’s definitely a heightened tension between them.

If you watch the entire video, there’s a big difference in how they are handling the situation. Max seems more agressive with the shoving while Esteban is yapping, trying to explain himself. There are some reports that Esteban actually provoked Max, who wasn’t intending on pushing him, by saying he was faster than him. Cheeky boy 🤭 no surprise Max didn’t like that.

Max got 2 days of public service for this incident as well…

But their disagreements didn’t start here!

Max was taken from F3 to be accelerated to F1, despite Esteban winning the championship over him

He was very vocal about finding it unfair that Max was getting a chance in F1 even though he’d beaten him. This also relates to Esteban’s struggles with funding, Max easily finding support compared to him running out of money and begging Mercedes to get him in GP3

So with all this exposition, you’d expect them to be at odds right? Enemies?

Strangely enough, in the last few years, they’ve been on pretty good terms!

Now they’re both cemented in their roles, they don’t have animosity against each other. Sure they’ll have little tifs in the media, but all drivers do. Max honestly doesn’t care or think about Esteban that often but they have a few interactions that show they don’t have remaining grudges.

I personally think they are very sweet together - extremely bias as they are my faves.

But look at Estie’s little smile in these pictures 🤭

Max grasping his waist - that man loves grabbing men’s waists…kiss boy 🫵

Overall I think their relationship is quite casual and calm despite their past, which is great to see!

I should really start keeping track of these rare pairs I’m analyzing - maybe through a “makes sense/doesnt make sense” and “compels me / doesn’t compel me” scale?

ANYWHO! More ppl feel free to send asks 🥰🥰

[f1letters]

midnight rain | gr63

"chasing that fame, he stayed the same, all of me changed like midnight"

summary: what happens when he decides his career will always be more important than their relationship?

warning: angst, overall just sad, heartbreak, breakup, swearing, mentions of mental health struggles, mentions of hate from fans and media, lowkey toxic George, the beginning of the story takes place at the end of 2021 when George was announced as the new Mercedes driver, happy-ish ending

pairing: george russell x reader

word count: 3.1k

note: everything in bold are song references and in italic are thoughts not only by the reader but also by other people.

well... this story REALLY wanted to be posted, iykyk 🤠 hope the wait was worth it and you enjoy the FINAL version of this story! haha

masterlist

Rain

Life as we know it is made of cycles.

A conversation started with a hello ends with a goodbye. The beautiful birth ends in a painful death. An open door eventually closes. A sunrise in the morning ends in a sunset at the end of the day. Light always ends in darkness.

And love is very similar to this philosophy of nature.

Like the long-awaited magnificent spring flowers, it is born out of nowhere, giving a new colour and a completely new meaning to our lives. It symbolizes a fresh start, a new chance. With it comes enthusiasm, warmth, eagerness. You wake up in the morning happier, looking forward to facing the day ahead. Everything looks better, more colourful, happier.

Spring was in fact beginning when Y/N met George.

She could still remember the 16-year-old boy at the back of the classroom, constantly lost in thought as he stared out the window. His eyes were on the pink blossoms beginning to bloom on the long branches of the old tree in the high school garden. The girl found herself thinking "Why does he look out there so much?" and hence her curiosity arose. She wanted, no, she needed to meet the quiet guy in the class.

She remembered it all too well, and she was convinced that she would never be able to forget it.

She would never be able to forget how no one made her laugh as he did. How his hand fit hers as if they were made for each other. How the scent of his perfume made her heart beat faster.

Young Y/N didn't know if soul mates were true, or a myth created by hopeless romantics. But of one thing she was sure: if anyone was hers, it was George Russell.

Two halves of the same heart made to unite, two souls destined to meet in this life and all the ones to come, two bodies attached by an invisible thread.

However, every spring inevitably leads to cold, harsh winters. Blue skies are replaced by dark clouds. The sun rays by thunder. The flowers by snow. The colour by grey.

Again, love always follows nature's trend and, as time goes by, it too inevitably leads to rain.

He wanted it comfortable, I wanted that pain

He wanted a bride, I was making my own name

Chasing that fame, he stayed the same

All of me changed like midnight

Years passed and with them went birthdays, anniversaries, Christmases, New Years, family gatherings and vacations. 

With them went births and funerals, laughter and tears, fights and reconciliations.

But although the wind changed with the seasons, one thing that always stayed the same was the passionate way that Y/N unconditionally supported her partner.

Seven years later, the young woman screamed his name from the audience with the same intensity as when she saw him win the first time in Formula 3. Her heart seemed to jump out of her chest with the same anticipation as when she saw him become a Formula 2 champion.

It didn't really matter to her whether he was racing karts or Formula 1 cars, as long as he was happy and fulfilled, and although his world brought cages and fences with it, she never felt so free as when she had him by her side.

Everything suddenly seemed to change with the announcement of George's new contract at reigning champions Mercedes.

With the career opportunity of a lifetime came happiness, gratitude, finally the reward for all the effort not only by him but by everyone who was part of his support system.

But on the other hand, what for some was paradise... for others has become a torturous hell on earth.

All of a sudden, all eyes were on the Brit. All the media wrote about the talented star who was to succeed seven-time champion, Lewis Hamilton. All the attention was on him, and so was all the pressure.

And to be perfectly blunt, George lived for it. The fame, the luxury, the focus on him, it was everything he ever dreamed of. 

He lived for the flashes, for the applause, for the screams of the fans. 

The lights that seemed to blind Y/N were swiftly becoming the cause of the driver's tunnel vision.

My town was a wasteland

Full of cages, full of fences

Pageant queens and big pretenders

But for some, it was paradise

In the midst of all the chaos, the same eyes that put the driver on a pedestal were the ones that threw knives at the innocent girl for simply... Existing.

In the blink of an eye, and with her boyfriend's last season in the Williams team now wrapping up, all of the young woman's movements started to be carefully studied, millimetre by millimetre.

How dare she be so happy and smiling ear to ear when he just finish the race dead last.

Look at that frown on her face when her boyfriend scored points in a weak car like that.

She looks so annoyed to be there, so ungrateful.

She has a millionaire boyfriend and yet she doesn't have the money to hire a decent stylist.

My boy was a montage

A slow-motion, love potion

Jumping off things in the ocean

I broke his heart 'cause he was nice

He was sunshine, I was midnight rain

Everything was a critique. Because she did something, or because she didn't. Because she said this, or because she didn't say that. Because she used a white that was too white, or because she used a black that was too black.

George Russell was a montage, and she was just an accidental stain beside him ruining the perfect picture.

But she tried. 

For him, she tried to be the bride people wanted for him. And nothing hurts more than trying your absolute best and still not being good enough.

George's focus was solely on making his own name in the world of motorsports and Y/N ended up forgotten and overlooked by the man while she was facing a world of hate alone.

He wanted it comfortable, I wanted that pain

He wanted a bride, I was making my own name

Chasing that fame, he stayed the same

All of me changed like midnight

Suddenly two halves that once made a whole became two pieces of a puzzle that didn't fit together.

She was sunshine, he was midnight rain.

Y/N was sitting on her couch, just like every night. Propped up on her beige pillows, the young woman followed her daily routine of masochism and scrolled through screens and screens of comments about her, mentally taking notes of what could be improved.

She shouldn't do it, and she knew it herself, but the desire for approval and validation from others was more important to her than keeping her heart intact.

The unexpected sound of her doorbell woke her back to the real world and the girl was immediately confused, as she wasn't expecting anyone at that time of night.

The only company she wanted at that moment was the thunder that lit up the living room every couple of minutes.

The woman got up, putting her hands comfortably in the pockets of her sweater, and walked towards the entrance of her apartment. She looked through the silver peephole and a wave of panic ran through her entire body.

Fuck me, the team party.

Amid all the stress, Y/N completely forgot about the invitation until now she saw her boyfriend, in a full suit, standing there looking at the expensive watch on his wrist, indicating that she was fighting a ticking time bomb.

When she opened the door, George let himself in without even looking at her.

"So? We're already late." The man questioned, still with his vision glued to the counted minutes, while Y/N froze in her place, in her pyjamas, not knowing what to say.

"Why aren't you ready?" Russell questioned, confused and slightly upset with the girl. "It's almost midnight."

"Sorry my love, I completely forgot" Y/N answered sincerely, approaching her partner and placing a tender kiss on his cheek.

"How? I told you multiple times." The boy spoke angrily, releasing a frustrated sigh. "Come on. Go get ready quickly so we can get out of here. We're already going to be the last ones to arrive. Good job, Y/N." The irony escaped his tongue.

Although the guilt was already consuming her insides, the emotional exhaustion associated with the team only made her want to stay home more. She didn't have the energy to socialize, to make small talk, to keep up the shiny appearances.

"I don't feel like going, to be honest." The woman confessed, exhausted, crossing her arms in front of her chest defensively.

It came like a postcard

Picture perfect shiny family

Holiday peppermint candy

But for him, it's every day

"You never fucking do." His voice rose in pitch as he brought his hand to her hair, tugging at it, irritated with his girlfriend. "It's excuse after excuse. You never stop to think this shit is important to me and my career."

The words that escaped his mouth fell on the young woman like a bucket of cold water and, like the deafening lightning outside, the darkness charged through her and consumed her utterly.

There was no turning back.

"You must be fucking kidding me. This has to be a joke." She laughed humourless, in disbelief. "I'm the one who doesn't care. Me."

"What the fuck are you trying to say?" His eyes landed on her, sharp as knives. "Come on, say what you want to say. You started it, now you better finish it."

"What I mean is, I'm done with this picture perfect act. I'm tired of doing everything for you and getting nothing in return other than scorn, indifference, cold words." The girl screamed, releasing the feelings she had hidden for so long. "I never demand anything from you, I do what you ask me to do, I go where you want me to go, I act how I should act."

Y/N felt tears form in her eyes as she continued her rant. "All of that and what do I get in return? Nothing. Not even a single thank you. It's like you don't even care about me at all." A sob escaped the girl.

"Don't be dramatic, Y/N. For God's sake." George shook his head, completely dismissing his longtime partner's admissions.

"See?" A sob escaped the girl, now shattered and heartbroken. "It's all about you. I have zero value in this relationship. What are we even doing in it if you only care about your fucking self and Mercedes and Formula 1? I'm nobody in your life. You don't have space for me in your life anymore."

The driver looked dumbfounded at the girl in pyjamas while trying to understand what he was feeling in the face of her accusations.

Ignoring the time and the party that awaited him, George turned his back on his girlfriend, leaving her alone to cry sitting on the edge of her sofa, and went to her balcony, closing the glass door and creating a physical barrier between them.

How did things go so wrong all of a sudden?

Neither of them understood how such a warm, sunny love story could lead to the beginning of such a cold, rainy end.

So I peered through a window

A deep portal, time travel

All the love we unravel

And the life I gave away

'Cause he was sunshine, I was midnight rain

Putting some distance between them at that moment was undoubtedly the only viable option to avoid ruining everything. Although the future of the two was uncertain, both would rather die than tarnish the past that they shared over the years.

One minute became five, five became ten, and ten became twenty. 

In her anticipation, the sound of the clock hands seemed even louder than the thunderstorm on the other side of the window to Y/N.

Eventually, George returned to the living room, with his jacket now over his arm and a few drops of rain running down his forehead, resembling the tears that now also fell from his sad eyes.

Without breaking the deafening silence between them, the boy moved to the sofa and took his place next to the trembling girl, not a word escaping both of their mouths.

They were both afraid, but they knew what inevitably had to happen.

"This isn't working anymore, Y/N." George was the first to speak, sighing. "This is not healthy for either of us."

The young woman's head and heart battled within her.

On one hand, she knew; she knew it was right and she agreed that it would be better to end it there than to ruin something that until then had been wonderful, even with its challenges.

But her heart…the poor thing wasn't willing to give up the one person who she believed to be the love of her life.

The girl stood up abruptly, making Russell's neck turn towards her, caught by surprise. "No, no, it can't be. I'll just go get dressed and we will go to the party and everything will be fi-."

"Y/N." The man got up and grabbed her hands, keeping her at arm's length. "This. Us. It's hopeless. It's for the best."

"You can't do this to me." The girl screamed, full-on crying and sobbing now, in complete denial. "You can't, you just can't. Not after all the life I gave away for you. You can't, George."

He wanted it comfortable, I wanted that pain

He wanted a bride, I was making my own name

Chasing that fame, he stayed the same

All of me changed like midnight

She couldn't help but think of all the sacrifices she'd made for him, for his success even against her own well-being.

All the long flights she took to the other end of the world to support him no matter what place he ended up in. All the plans she cancelled to attend his celebrations, galas and dinners. All the mental health she put at risk. And now…she was alone, with nothing, no future, no hopes, no goals, no dreams.

She simply couldn't imagine a world where her future didn't involve him.

"This can't be the end…" She whispered, letting her inner thoughts escape.

George let his forehead rest against hers, savouring what they both knew were their last moments.

"I'm sorry for everything, love, I really am. You deserve so much more than this. But we want different things in our lives now, one of us would've ended up unhappy and resentful for having to be the one sacrificing everything."

The girl's silence was more than an answer for George, understanding that she agreed with him, even though both hearts felt like they were being ripped out of their chests at that moment.

The driver lifted his head until his lips reached the top of her head, where he placed a lingering, heartfelt kiss. His eyes closed tightly, trying to prevent more tears from spilling at the sound of the small girl's cries.

George broke away from the girl and, after letting his eyes study her image one last time, he walked to the apartment door and just left, not looking back once.

He knew that if he did he would never be able to make the right thing and let their beautiful story end there.

He wanted it comfortable, I wanted that pain

He wanted a bride, I was making my own name

Chasing that fame, he stayed the same

All of me changed like midnight

How to move on when the person you love leaves? Time.

And like the seasons, time moves on.

You learn to get out of bed again in the morning. Getting dressed to go to your family. Gaining motivation to get on the bus and go to work. Accepting invitations to have a drink or go out with friends, even when you want nothing but to stay in bed crying, eating some ice cream.

You don't feel whole all of a sudden, you might still feel like a part of you is missing but you learn to feel... okay.

Time moved forward, and Y/N slowly began to regain her happiness, now depending on no one but her.

Her life went on and she got just what she wanted: anonymity, peace, comfort.

After a year, she never thought of him daily like she used to.

Except when she turned on the TV in her hotel room, after returning from a girls' night in Cancun, and she saw him.

On top of the podium, the driver had finally accomplished his dream of winning a Grand Prix Prix for Mercedes and, with that, add his name in Formula 1's history.

She couldn't help thinking about the "what if"s.

While she would never be able to admit it to another soul, she couldn't help but think about how much she still hoped he was the one.

I guess sometimes we all get

Just what we wanted, just what we wanted

And he never thinks of me

Except for when I'm on TV

Whether haunted by the memories of them or the happiness she could only feel with him by her side, Y/N would survive the heartbreak, and she knew it.

Of course, she still loved him and she believed there would never be a day when she didn't.

But the beautiful thing about love is that you can love someone and want all the success in the world for them… and still go on without them.

What cold, dark, sad winter it was.

But spring always finds a way to come back.

I guess sometimes we all get

Some kind of haunted, some kind of haunted

And I never think of him

Except on midnights like this

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[blorbocedes]

i feel like we, as nico apologists, do not talk about china 2012 enough, because that race means so much to me. it's not just that nico won it by 30 seconds, it's not just that it was the first mercedes win since 1955, or that it was nico's first win, it's also that he was beyond dominant there.

it was his first ever pole, and he took pole in a properly shit merc by more than half a second. and people can't even say that the track or the conditions just suited the mercedes car, because it was lewis who actually qualified second, with michael behind him, and it was because lewis had grid penalties that michael ended up starting on the front row. so it wasn't that their car was just great at the track, it was just a track that suited the car enough to be able compete with the mclarens, which actually were the best cars on the track at that point. and nico still qualified half a second ahead of everyone. there's this clip of michael's radio after his qualy lap, where he asks for nico's time and is really shocked by how far ahead nico was (personally i think that's a really interesting little insight into the team dynamics at mercedes at the time). also, nico only did one lap in that session and then just strolled back through the pits while everyone else tried and failed to even touch his time.

i always look back to china 2012 for commentary and analysis on nico's driving too, because the commentators there cannot praise him enough for his driving. he got an incredible start, and drove absolutely flawlessly, and there are actually quite a few races later on in his career, particularly in 2016, where he drives very similar races, but the commentators are just like 'well he's in the best car, anyone could do that', but in 2012, albeit with different commentators bc the BBC owned the F1 rights at that time, they talked about how difficult it actually is to drive like that and dominate like that, especially in such a shit car. people forget, because mercedes have been so dominant in recent history, just how shit they used to be and how much work michael and nico put into developing that car. even toto wolff has forgotten that they used to have a shitbox of a car, and he's out here begging fans not to desert them for what is comparatively, not that bad of a car lmao.

saved this ask for today, the 11th anniversary of Nico's first f1 win (should've been 2008 crashgate but whatever)

first ever mercedes win in 50 years!!! what, like it's hard?!

[supermaks]

i'm dying for the part 2 of the essential max verstappen races i've watched all the first 10 (teenage crime era) and now i need the rest!!

✨💘 part 1 💘✨💎🧨🌠part 3🗽🎯

Brazil, 2019 In part 1 I said Max always stunted in the US, but like both Americas have a crush on him. People like to yap about his 'luck' and how 'lucky' he is. Max bends luck to his favor with a crowbar if he has to and this race proves that. also shout out to Hannah she’s BEEN the best CS in F1 fr 🌻

Austria, 2019 yes honey, that Austria, 2019. First Honda powered win for red bull and it came on the back of a cracked out prancing horse. Lestappen had angry sex in front of 200000 orange shirts and we just let them

70th year anniversary GP, 2020 Set the scene: for 2020 mercedes has put thee most competent driver of all time behind the wheel of a Boeing 707. They say it's a car but its an airplane ok. So every race is basically like 2 hour long british orgasm ASMR. This one tho, this should've been the beans and toast equivalent to Beyoncé at the superbowl. This should've been their Homecoming. They got 2 races in the calendar for the 1st time, it's F1's birthday, Lewis is driving a commercial airplane, it's happening during peak covid because their prime minister is insane, period. They had it all. Except, it was kinda warm out. And Max Verstappen noticed. Whole british empire vs one man's inability to not be the moment. Guess who won

Emilia Romagna, 2021 emilianos first victory of his maiden title year , and a race I remember watching and thinking. oh okay. so it’s time. With Max, even as a baby fan of both him and Lewis, I was always kinda like, waiting for the dog fight. And finally, lil bro has the car. Everything else was already in place. If u do watch my dumb list in order, which I recommend u do, u can actually c him get ready for 2021 over the years. His starts, and especially this one, become flawless, he has somehow learned how to manage his tires and dominate races in lesser machinery ((we dont talk about it enough. max has won races every single season he's driven in f1. every rbr car he's ever had, he got it home. that's a shooting star fr. thats a once in a lifetime.)) , he's patient, and still uncompromising, still unflinching. He's ready. We were not tho lmfaooo

Zandvoort, 2021 baby boys first home gp win. a lovely lil watch to feel warm and fuzzy inside and also just like watch him be the best driver on the grid at home

Russia, 2021 p20 to p2. Max in the rain, u already know wtf is going ONNN. A race for the GP girlies. SOOO so dope to watch a driver and an engineer orchestrate a comeback of that level in real time. A true privilege and I mean it wholeheartedly. I think GP and Max are soulmates like professionally. Also literally the funniest thing in the world when they're pulling into their lil positions after the race and my fav old man Lewis does a double take like that better not be who I think it is 😭

USA, 2021 listennn. it's 2021. I can't mention Max without mentioning Lewis. They took each other to realms of racing that F1 didnt even remember existed. When I tell u these bitches were 40 seconds ahead of everybody else. 40 seconds. In 2021. But yuh, the blond one set a purple sector with like 100 lap old tires to defend that win. 2021 was just very kind to the Circuit. Sexy sexy race

Jeddah, 2021 well if he's just some guy why does his pussy pop so severely. 😐 No F1 driver will ever serve cunt the way Max served cunt in Jeddah. Driver of the day for no reason other than pure fucking headassery. They said u can't move the culture by losing and that white man said hold on. That quali lap almost put a child in me. I am so sorry

((lil bonus from Zandvoort, 2022 like shut up imagine doing this to lewis hamiltondfmsnfksdlkjf))

Japan, 2022 2nd title win. And fittingly so, he would've lapped the whole field if the race had been completed in its full distance. 1 second faster than everybody else, still improving at the end. But its his recovery at the start that I wanna highlight here. On a wet track, awful conditions, mf sent it outside of t1 around sharl, not because he had to, not because his championship was on the line, but because he could. He went for it, no hesitation. Nobody else would go for a move like that. First, because they wouldnt be able to do it. Its an overtake that requires a control of the car that is left to the Hamiltons and Verstappens of this world. U put a wheel wrong and you’re done. Second, it just wasnt worth it. Rb was a rocket anyway, he would've gotten the lead back eventually. But that is not who Max is. Max refused to give up the lead for even a second. It has nothing to do with having a dominant car, its about racing. Max will always, always go racing. And I love him for it.

ty for reading 💝 I hope that u can return to these races again and again and find joy in watching our fav public enemy number one do his thing. He’s very good at it

[pressradio]

PSA . I’m a Carlos hater.

He won on merit, he got pole. It’s his first proper race from start to finish he handled it well (for example he didn’t do a George). But he won thanks to the team strategy. And sacrificed Charles chances twice. I get the no swap of course. And the first pit stop was unlucky timing. But the second one was proper sacrifice because they knew without him Merc would have gone past. And Carlos was not the fastest. He got the edge on quali those past t9 races but still not in race. Team wise I understand the choice : a win was needed for Ferrari. And as Charles said he should have done better Saturday (except if he did better I don’t think the strategy would have worked because the teammate is Carlos who doesn’t want to help or isn’t able to like Charles can. Not even talking about 2022 but just Austria this year is telling)

What’s bothering me A LOT is how they don’t protect Charles. AKnowledge his work and how it contributed to the team result. And protect him from those narratives that hurt the team and also Charles who is supposed to be their driver for the long term project.

You don’t see that at Mercedes for example (RB is another story I can’t support what they do to their second drivers or even the AT drivers).

He handled it well, but he wasn't fast enough. That's why they need teem work at all. I didn't watched the race, but I think that the win for Charles could have been possible with Seb-style undercut, but it's too risky and let's say unfair to Carlos who did his best in quali (who cared about fairness in 2019 lol)

I think Ferrari went too much into "we are modern tiktok team, post thirst traps, say any shit that you want". I get that SM admins shouldn't get hate for team stupid decisions, but they are kinda a part of the problem with their wording and lack of acknowledging Charles work (I'll never forgive them for not existing Australia anniversary)

[andydrysdalerogers]

Following Team Orders ~ Sao Paolo ~ Part Two

Pairings: Steve Rogers x OFC Olivia Williams

Summary: Olivia Williams is Formula One royalty. Her father is a racing legend and all Liv wants is to be one of only six women in the world to have raced in the most elite racing division in the world. When she finally gets the chance, she has to not only take on a male dominated sport, but her past, her teammate and a life beyond the track that she was not ready for. She just has to follow team orders but what happens when one man challenges her on and off the racing line...

Word Count: 2.3K

Warnings: A-N-G-S-T!!! eventual smut, slow burn, enemies to lovers, love triangle (if you squint) misogamy, fluff, racing accidents, an asshole Steve Rogers (you'll see what i mean); parental death

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Series MasterList - Main Masterlist

Wonderful news is coming out of FIA headquarters.  Olivia Williams has been reinstated to drive this weekend in Sao Paolo. The inquiry into whether she violated FIA rules found no cause for disqualification.  Outstanding news.  

With that, Red Bull announced that Steve Rogers will also be racing in Sao Paolo.  Rogers needs a win to clinch his first championship in F1. Anything else will lead to a run-off in Abu Dubai against current champion, Ransom Drysdale.  

To Hugh Ransom Drysdale, there is nothing that he can’t get.   

Well, except one thing.  

Olivia Williams.  

The one woman Ransom would keep, if he could have, five years ago.  He was a rookie but a rookie that won a championship.  And he let that get to his head.  He fucked up harder than ever when he hooked up with that moto-ho on their anniversary.  

All Ransom wanted was to get his girl back. She was perfect, even as a brunette and she would make the perfect racer’s wife. She understood the industry and while, yeah, it was hot to see her race, she would need to take her place in his garage just cheering for him.  It wouldn’t take long to convincer.  

As he made his way to the Mercedes garage, he heard sounds of what he thought was a cat crying.  He turned the corner to see his sister sobbing in the corner.  He really didn’t care about Suzanne, being half siblings due to his cheating father but he didn’t want to see her cry. “Suzy?” 

“Ranny?” Suzanne stood up and wiped the tears off her face.  “What are doing here?” 

“I work here,” he replied, rolling his eyes but taking in her appearance.  “Why the fuck are you crying?” 

Suzanne looked away. “No reason. This whole time has been a waste.”  

“Yeah, no shit. You were supposed to be helping me get Liv back not drive Steve away.  God, you are such an idiot sometimes.” This just made Suzanne cry more, sending Ransom’s mind into hell. Fuck, why do girls cry so much.  Liv never cried.  At least, not in front of him.  “What?” 

“Just can’t believe he didn’t fall for me.”  She waived a hand over her body.  “Look at me, I’m hot as fuck and yet he barely touched me.  Lloyd liked it.”  

“Lloyd only likes sluts to use.  Jesus Suzy, you let your boss fuck you?”  

“Oh, fuck off Ransom.” A beep got Suzanne’s attention. She scrolled through the message.  “Holy Shit!” 

“What now?” 

“Liv has been reinstated.  But the rumor is, she had to break it off with Steve during the season since they are teammates.”  

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Ransom pulled out his phone and reviewed his emails.  There it was, clear as day that his complaint was rejected. “Fucking shit! Why can’t I just win this?” he growled.  He took a breath.  “Ok, well at least she broke up with Rogers.  That’s something.”  

“What are we going to do?” Suzy chewed her lip.  

“I don’t know yet but I’m thinking.  I need to get ready for practice.”  

“After a good practice, Ransom found himself with time to think and walked to his boss’ office. “Lloyd, you have a minute?” 

“What is it, cupcake? Coming to whine about your charges not sticking?” 

Ransom rolled his eyes. “Nothing I can do about it now.  But need to stop Rogers from winning that race. A back-to-back-to-back championship will bring in the money.”  

“Keep talking,” as Lloyd leaned back in his chair.  

“We need to find a way, something.” Ransom was grasping at straws. “What do you think?” 

“I think we need to take a walk around and inspect the garage.  Make sure everything is secure.” Lloyd stood up and beckoned Ransom to follow him. They walked around, observing all the security around the garage. “See, Red Bull doesn’t like to have physical security.” They glanced around. “No personnel, no cameras, no sensors.”  

“We come back after qualifying.  We can poke around and see what we can find.”  

“Good job on deducing that, little buddy.” Lloyd patted Ransom’s head.  

Qualifying is spectacular for Red Bull.  Ransom watched as Liv got her second pole, with Rogers starting right behind in 2nd.  He had managed to get third, which still irked him but what could he do but outrace Red Bull the next day.  As the circuit cleared out for the evening, Ransom kept to the shadows, watching as Olivia walked out with Frank.  Seems the rumors were true; she and Rogers had ended their relationship.  

“Stop being a love sick puppy, Drysdale,” Lloyd hissed in his ear.  

“Can’t help it.  I want her back.”  

“First, we have to get rid of the problem and then we can work on that.” Lloyd looked at the keypad to the Red Bull garage door.  He keyed in the code.  

“Where the fuck did you get that?” 

“Barber had his phone open during the principle’s meeting. Dumb shit. He got called outside and it was just a quick check on his notes.” The door beeped and they made it inside.  Luck would have it that Rogers’s car was not put into locked storage for the night.  It sat in the garage, uncovered. 

“Well, the car is here,” Ransom said, looking it over. “Any idea on what to do to it?” 

“We need it to fire and run like normal in the beginning.”  Lloyd looked around and found a screwdriver.  He uncovered a panel and pulled a hose. “So, what I’m thinking is to poke a hole in the fuel line and cover it with cheap tape. It’ll fire but as the race goes on, the tape will melt and fuel will leak.  If we are lucky, the entire engine blows.”  

“Could that kill him?” 

Lloyd shrugs and smiles.  “Do you care?” 

“Not really.” Ransom gave him a devious smile. “I was practicing my fake concern.  We should make sure we wipe down the car for prints.”  

“Finally, you’re thinking with your brain instead of your dick.  Good job, little buddy.”  

“Anyone ever tell you, you’re an asshole?” 

“All the time.”  

“What I don’t understand is why Steve is avoiding me. And why Andy took my phone.  Frank, please, tell me what’s going on?” A tear slipped from her eye as she stared at her best friend. Frank was driving Olivia to a villa that Red Bull had set her up in. “What do you know? Is Steve… Is he leaving me?” 

“No!” Frank knew this would be rough on her but didn’t realize how rough. “Liv, I promise, its gonna be ok.” 

“Is that why you put me in a private house away from the hotels? So that I could lose my shit all by myself as soon as receive the message that he dumped me?”  

“For the love of god Livie, shut up!” Frank rarely snapped at her so this immediately caused her to close her mouth. “The team put you out here as a precaution.  The rumors going around could cause issues.”  

“Rumors?” Olivia hadn’t heard anything.  Could be because the team ignored her for the most part.  It was something that had hurt her chest.  She knew that she would bear the brunt of the pain for Steve almost missing the race, but she didn’t think it was this bad.  Now there were rumors.  

“Yeah Liv, rumors.  Now, go to the deck and grab a beer.  I’ll be right back.”  He pointed to the glass door that had fairy lights peeking through.  

She sighed and just did what she was told. She thought about the flight to Brazil.  She and Steve were on different flights, and she arrived a full day behind him.  And since she arrived, she hadn’t seen him. She missed him, her cuddle bug...no...pookie...no.  She was still working on the nickname for him.  She pulled the door open and headed to the bar on one side.  “Doll?” 

She twirled around to see Steve getting up from a lounger. “Stevie?” She didn’t wait; she launched herself at him and buried her head in his shoulder.  

Steve could feel the sobs racking her chest. “Its ok baby, I’m here.” It had been almost 72 hours since they were separated but it may as well be a lifetime.  

“Stevie, I thought... you left... and...” her cries took over as Steve tried to calm her.  

“I don’t know what is going on, doll, but I’ve missed you so much.”  He kissed her temple, her hair, breathing her back in.  

She pulled back to really see him and then crashed her lips to his, desperate to feel him, to taste him again.  A subtle cough drew out their attention and she saw Andy standing in the doorway.  “Andy?” 

“Yeah, we have some explaining to do.”  He gestured for them to come inside.  Holding hands, Steve guided them into the living room where Frank, Bucky, Sam, Tony and Natasha all waited for them.  

“Uh, guys, what is going on?” Steve looked at his friends and then back at Andy.  

“Let’s sit,” Bucky said.  Steve sat in the armchair but tugged Liv to sit in his lap, not ready to be even a little separated from her just yet.  Bucky smiled. “Yeah, I figured it was going to be like that.  Umm, there is a very valid reason as to why we separated you from each other.”  

Sam cleared his throat. “There are rumors going around that the FIA only reinstated the both of you if you had broken up with each other.”  

“What?” Steve looked at the team. “Are you serious?  I would...” 

“We know Steve,” Tony shutting him down. “That’s not what we are trying to get to.  We played into it. Because we needed to set up the people responsible for this shit storm you have been living.”  

“Set up who?” Liv looked at Natasha and andy.  And it clicked, “Ransom?” 

“Yeah, Storm and I overheard Lloyd and Suzanne.” Frank grimaced. “That was gross but the important thing is we heard what they are trying to do and we told Andy and Fury.”  

“Fury? Nick Fury from Ferrari?” Liv looked around.  “What did you guys do?” 

You could cut the tension with a knife.  Ransom casually walked by the Red Bull garage to see Liv and Steve with their backs turned to each other.  Guess the rumor was true and all he had to do was comfort her when Steve is “injured.”  

Or dead.  

Didn’t really matter to him. As long as he got his girl back.  He had a daisy in his hand and as he walked by Liv’s area of her garage, he placed it in front of her without a word.  She took the flower and looked at him.  He smiled and walked away, shooting a wink at Rogers.  She should eat that shit up, he thought to himself.  He got to his car and got ready for the race start.  

The race is intense as Steve knows he needs to win, or they will have a run off in the finale.  His start is perfect, and he tries to put his mind off of the bullshit that had been happening all weekend.  After this all he wanted was a night with his girl, but it seemed even that was impossible.  

Halfway through, Steve and Ransom entered the pits for new tires.  Its close, with Olivia taking the lead as she had stopped a couple of laps earlier.  Steve makes it out first and in fourth with plenty of time to catch up and other drivers who have yet to stop.  As he heads for turn three, he sees Drysdale on his right back, looking for a way in.  Steve protects his spots and defends by cutting the line slightly.  

Sam radios with an update.  “Steve, it’s still Williams, Storm, Leclear, Rogers, Drysdale with 16 left.”  

“Copy.”  

He looks back in the mirror but doesn’t see Drysdale.  He checks the other side, and that quick look costs him.  Their tires touch, sending both cars spinning. “Fuck!” Steve tries to correct the slide and spins the other way but manages to keep the car running and off the wall.  He’s backwards but has plenty of room for the cars that were behind him to swerve around him.  He waits for traffic to clear to spin the car back around and get moving.  

“Steve, are you alright?” 

“Yeah, just need new tires, picked up debris.  Fuck!” 

“Drysdale is in the same boat. Box, box.”  

“Copy.”  

After new tires and 15 laps, Steve finished 11th with Ransom in 12th and no points scored. However, it is a cause for celebration in the Red Bull garage.  

“Yes!”  Liv waves her hand about as she finished with her 2nd win.  When she makes it to the winner’s circle, she celebrates with the team and heads up for the podium.  

Lloyd is fuming.  Rogers’s car was supposed to be blowing up not finishing and making the championship that much harder. He was yelling at Ransom.  “You stupid shit! Couldn’t try to not use the tag move again, couldn’t you?” 

“Lloyd, the car was supposed to be out of the race already.  You fucked this up.  If i hadn’t tagged him, we would be watching a championship celebration.  Now, we have one more shot.”  

“Fuck this!” Lloyd threw a screwdriver. “We had the perfect season until that harlot showed up!” 

“Don’t talk about her that way!” 

“What? Don’t like me calling your boo bear a name?” he mocked. 

“Eat shit!  This is on you, not me!” 

“How is it on me?  I did what I had to do.  I have no fucking clue as to why it didn’t work.”  

“Maybe I can be of some help with that.”  Lloyd and Ransom turned around. Andy Barber, Nick Fury and a couple of FIA officials standing in the doorway.  

“Shit.”  

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@patzammit @jennmurawski13-writes @texmexdarling @slutforchrisjamalevans @firephotogrl74. @tinkerbelle67

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Australian star Oscar Piastri secures best result of his F1 career at British Grand Prix

Aussie F1 gun Oscar Piastri's name chanted by thousands of fans after securing best result of his career at British Grand Prix Oscar Piastri finishes fourth at British GP Result was rookie's best performance yet Fans at Silverstone chanted Piastri's name By James Cooney For Daily Mail Australia Published: 01:39, 10 July 2023 | Updated: 01:39, 10 July 2023 Aussie Formula One rookie Oscar Piastri's name was chanted by thousands of happy fans after a career-best finish at the British Grand Prix at Silverstone. Max Verstappen became just the fifth driver to win six consecutive races with his victory at the GP, coming in ahead of McLaren's Lando Norris and Mercedes' Lewis Hamilton in third. Piastri finished fourth, but seemed destined for a podium finish after sitting behind his teammate Norris for most of the race. The Aussie was overtaken in the pits by Hamilton, who was helped by a safety car deployment that was called following an engine failure to Kevin Magnussen's Haas. Hamilton, on a new set of softs, was too quick for the rookie for the rest of the race and denied him his first career podium finish. Aussie Oscar Piastri came agonisingly close to a first career podium finish at Silverstone 'It's a bittersweet result,' said the 22-year-old Melburnian afterwards. 'That's the best way to describe how I feel. The most pleasing aspect was that we achieved these results on merit. 'I think it's one thing to get these results by lucky incidents, but we were genuinely the second quickest team today, which was a very happy surprise. 'On my side, we were unlucky with the safety car timing with Lewis getting a free stop. But it's nice in some ways to be disappointed with a fourth place, considering where we were at the start of the year.' Norris, who drove superbly and became the first McLaren driver since Hamilton to podium at Silverstone, expressed his disappointment for his teammate. 'He should be sitting here,' said Norris. 'If things went to plan and there wasn't a safety car. So it's a bit of a shame. He deserved his first podium in Formula One. 'I think it would have been amazing for us as Team McLaren and celebrating our 60th anniversary ... and he deserved it. He's been on top form all weekend, he's been pushing me an insane amount. Piastri described the impressive result at Silverstone as 'bitter-sweet' Piastri is very happy about the major strides McLaren have made in recent weeks 'All year he's been good. It's not like he's just turned up here and been strong. He's been good since day one in the car and makes my life tough sometimes. I don't always like it but it's a good thing and makes me a better driver too.' The result left thousands of delighted fans at Silverstone chanting both Norris' and Piastri's names during the post-race interviews. Piastri took to Instagram after the race to sum up his drive, writing: 'Safety car didn’t get the memo. But what a car!' Retired F1 legend Alain Prost replied: 'So proud of you, Oscar! Awesome drive.' Before the race, Piastri's dad, Chris, explained how happy he was for his son's success and described the qualifying session as 'the things that dreams are made of'. 'It's been such a journey, such an effort from everybody involved with Oscar,' he told Speed Cafe. 'After the year off, and finally now it seems like the car's going in the right direction for both the boys – I'm super happy for both Oscar and Lando – this is amazing.' Share or comment on this article: Australian star Oscar Piastri secures best result of his F1 career at British Grand Prix via Formula One | Mail Online https://www.dailymail.co.uk?ns_mchannel=rss&ns_campaign=1490&ito=1490

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F1 Re-Watch 2013: Race 12 - Italy

si ragazzi etc etc etc

Seb's third win in Italy! But That year was also McLaren's 50th anniversary race... spoiler alert it did not go well.

I don't really remember much from this one, though I think Alonso was on the podium as well? Anyway let's jump in!

Once again going to be that person and say how I still miss the old F1 intro :(

The new one is fun and all but can you say 'nnnnneow' at the end? no you can't

Anyway, Monza v v pretty

aaaaand starting grid: SEB POLE!!!,

HULKENBERG P3??????

What the fuck is a polar bear doing in Arlington, Texas?!

(I legit had to pause to process that, wtf)

ahem, moving on: Alonso P5, Dan P7, Jenson P9, Jev P10, Lewis P12 (ouch :()

Truly that was the most whiplash I've had during a starting grid overview. Yikes.

There is something hilarious about a Ferrari powered Sauber out qualifying both Ferraris at Monza though

[Formation Lap]: ooh Lewis starting on hards, makes sense considering his starting spot (also set to be the best race tyre according to Bono on team radio).

The mediums are the other dry tyres for this race

ayyy there's some of the McLaren guys in their vintage style team uniforms (dare I say this maybe be the origin of the dress up race curse, bc I'm pretty sure both Jenson and Perez finish outside the points despite starting in the top 10).

Oh! The thermal image camera! I remember that!

svsvhfdh a Maurizio Arrivabene sighting in the Ferrari garage, two whole years before he became TP.

[Start/Lap 1]: many, many things happening in the braking zone for turn 1...

Seb had a good start though!!!

Top 10 is Seb, Massa, Webber, Fernando, Hulkenberg, Rosberg, Dan, Perez, Jev and Raikkonen

cut to Di Resta missing a front wing and out the race already

[Lap 2]: Mild violence on that first lap ngl

and there's a yellow flag somewhere

aaaaand it's gone

something about Seb driving off into the distance while war crimes happen behind him

[Lap 3]: Lewis is up to P10!!!

Not Alonso and Webber going through a chicane side by side, fellas...

[Lap 4]: Jenson down to P11 :(

oh he had an awful start that's why

[Lap 5]: Seb watch: he has a 2.6 second lead over Massa

[Lap 6]: Top 5 now Seb, Massa, Fernando, Webber and Hulkenberg

Rosberg I need you to be the superior Nico rn and get past him

...and Lewis has team radio problems (Bono can't hear him)

And Rosberg is already being asked to cool his car it is not a good day for Mercedes

[Lap 8]: A Seb fastest lap and Fernando overtaking Massa for P2 happening at the exact same time

oop Jev and Lewis are squabbling

Jenson takes advantage and takes P10!

cut to a mildly concerned Jock Clear on the pit wall

[Lap 9]: "We're monitoring right front at all times, we know it's not good" Rocky you can't just say things like that

I mean Seb is 4.5 seconds ahead of Fernando, but still

[Lap 10]: But Seb sets another fastest lap regardless, howling

[Lap 11]: Ah Lewis has caught up to the back of Jenson, maybe the hard tyres are starting to work

Cut to Seb, now 5.5 seconds ahead of Alonso

and PHEW the front right Rocky was speaking about was the tyre, not the brake

[Lap 12]: ...Lewis has a slow front right puncture

His not good quite bad Italian GP, I have no idea if his radio is still broken

oh Andrea Stella spoke to Fernando in Italian, that's fun

[Lap 13]: Lewis hasn't pitted. 🙃

Bono once again asking Lewis to pit, and the mechanics are in the pit lane.

Apparently someone from Merc was very aggressively waving Lewis' pit board so he could see it.

Why am I getting mildly anxious over a race I watched live a decade ago?! 😭

[Lap 14]: Lewis finally pits, and someone held up a sign for him while he was stationary. He's on the mediums and in 19th

His not good very bad Italian GP

[Lap 15]: At least Seb is having a good race 🥲

It's wild bc I was so unbothered about Lewis in 2013 and now I'm in distress

JEV NO

He's stopped on track 😭

Engine may have gone poof :(

[Lap 16]: I refer back to my earlier comment about Seb driving into the distance while atrocities occur to everyone else

Wild how a lot has gone on... while there hasn't been much actual racing

[Lap 17]: Seb now 6.5 seconds ahead of Fernando

Not a shot of Jev while his car smokes in the background 😭😭😭

oh Dan had already been announced as Seb's team mate for 2014 at this point, I could swear that was between this race and Singapore, oh well

[Lap 18]: Brundle: Speaking about how Fernando wants to get Adrian Newey on his team to be able to win WDCs sooner rather than later. Merc, about to dominate the next 7 seasons: 👀

[Lap 19]: Speaking of Merc, Rosberg how tf are you still in P6????Did you not listen when I told you to be the superior Nico???? smh

[Lap 21]: Meanwhile the frontrunners are all still to pit, which for them to do a one stop at Monza in 2013 is really quite impressive

Webber continues to chase down Massa

[Lap 22]: and Jenson pits for a set of hards, so that'll be him till the end on paper

oooh a lesser spotted for 2013 Lewis fastest lap!!

[Lap 24]: And Seb also pits for hards, he's the first of the frontrunners to do so

oh and in comes Webber too! Not quite a double stack considering their gap on track but still impressive

another Lewis fastest lap

[Lap 25]: Fernando and Andrea are continuing to chat over the radio in Italian, Crofty is twisting himself into knots trying to translate

and another Lewis fastest lap, it's like a 2014 season preview

He's in 10th though, and chasing Bottas down for 9th

[Lap 26]: So currently top 5 is: Alonso*, Rosberg*, Seb, Gutierrez* and Webber. (* = still to stop)

Lewis is up into P9!!

Hmm, Fernando has a 17.9 gap over Seb, which isn't quite big enough for a pit window

[Lap 27]: Meanwhile Rosberg pits, so Seb's now up to 2nd

This race really has been eventful and uneventful at the same time, it's wild

[Lap 28]: And Alonso finally pits while Rocky tells Seb off for going too fast

Seb re-takes the lead

Top 5 after the first/only stops: Seb, Fernando, Webber, Massa and Raikkonen

[Lap 29]: Oh damn Lewis has caught up to the back of Rosberg

aaaand Lewis got past him for P7

[Lap 31]: Raikkonen makes his second stop, he made a very early first stop due to getting damage at the start

Another Lewis fastest lap, and he's battling Hulkenberg for P6, though he may be stopping again too

[Lap 32]: His mediums are 18 laps old, so maybe the logic is to burn through them putting himself as par up the road as possible to minimise the damage from his second stop?

And while I typed that Lewis did a SEXY move through the inside of Curva Grande, he's now in 5th

[Lap 33]: Meanwhile on Seb watch, he's 11 seconds ahead of Fernando

and the McLarens are in 9th and 10th (Jenson, then Perez)

[Lap 34]: 🚨20 laps to go klaxon!🚨

[Lap 36]: Rosberg has caught up to Hulkenberg

...and went off at the first chicane

(I refuse to have Hulkenberg win the Nico war)

[Lap 37]: Merc mechanics out in the pit lane, possibly for Lewis

...or not they've gone back in

and cut to the Merc pit wall

Was it the classic Merc fake pit stop or is Lewis' radio still fucked? We may never know

[Lap 38]: Bono telling Lewis to pit

... and he once again doesn't come in

Meanwhile Grosjean takes Perez for 10th

[Lap 39]: And in comes Lewis for his second stop and another set of mediums, he comes out in 14th

ouch

[Lap 40]: Oh Webber has caught up to the back of Alonso 👀

If they go side by side through a chicane again I might die

They're 12 second behind Seb, who is continuing to do Seb things

[Lap 41]: And cue Webber bad luck, he's having to short shift in the lower gears

[Lap 42]: Another Lewis fastest lap for F1 bingo

cut to some midfield fisticuffs

[Lap 43]: Lewis chasing down Gutierrez for 13th, who fun fact is a test driver for Mercedes now

[Lap 44]: Seb's being told to short shift as well but in different gears (2-3 for Webber, 5-6 for Seb). RBR I know it's been ten years but I am going to slap you.

Meanwhile, Lewis passes Gutierrez for 13th

A DANI PEDROSA SIGHTING?!?!?!?!?!?

I once again had to pause but for the good whiplash 🥰

*blows a kiss to the sky for Dani*

[Lap 45]: LEWIS GOES ROUND THE OUTSIDE OF CURVA GRANDE!!!!

yes it was for 12th but still, SEXY

[Lap 46]: Webber now being told that he *has* to shortshift in order to finish the race 😳

see, that's not good

[Lap 47]: And yet Webber is still able to keep pace with Alonso, DAMN

Lewis v Raikkonen you say? 👀🍿

[Lap 48]: oof they almost go side by side into the first chicane

The battle for 7th graphic showing seven cars within 4.5 seconds of each other... MADNESS

(I love it though)

[Lap 49]: 🚨5 Laps remaining klaxon!!!🚨

Seb's lead down to 9.8 seconds over Alonso

Lewis once again goes round the outside of Curva Grande and takes 11th off Raikkonen

something something hammertime something

(I say that, feeling quite certain that wasn't a thing until 2014/2015)

[Lap 50]: And Lewis gets past Perez like slicing through butter down the start-finish straight to take P10

[Lap 51]: a Rosberg fastest lap????

And Lewis overtakes Jenson for 9th

[Lap 52]: A Seb sighting!!!! He's still leading by about 8 seconds

Raikkonen takes Perez for P11

[Lap 53]: "We've got enough issues, just bring it home" Local man is passive aggressive with little shit colleague

also LAST LAP

Lewis locks up going into the second chicane and has to let Grosjean back through

meanwhile SEB WINS IN MONZA!!!!!!!

(yes, that's how far ahead he was)

I am a teary eyed Adrian Newey and he is me

Rest of the top 10 - P2: Alonso, P3: Webber, P4: Massa, P5: Hulkenberg, P6: Rosberg, P7: Ricciardo, P8: Grosjean, P9: Lewis, P10: Jenson (one solitary point for McLaren's 50th anniversary race 🥲)

ngl, that race was quite odd. Stuff happened but there wasn't that much racing until the last few laps but the race wasn't completely boring either???? So yeah, odd.

Buuut, next race - my most most beloved Singapore!!!

[adrena-dine]

MONZA GP : a summary

Nyck de Vries is a Mercedes driver, that did a free practice for Aston Martin and ended up racing for Williams on Sunday. Defo has more than one hat (like literally)

Lando and Daniel having tattoos of each others’ face in VERY visible part of their bodies

Not Ferrari being in their chicks era for celebrating I don’t remember each anniversary, feels like they’re celebrating anniversaries every year in monza 🤨

Pierre being sick and missing FP

Alex sudden appendicitis on Saturday and Nyck de vries being called in emergency to drive

Bestie literally spent his weekend in 3 different garages but doesn’t have a definitive sit anywhere 💀

Antonio in a Haas 🥳🥳🥳

Esteban’s and Daniel tribute helmets 🥺

Seb pulling out a Roland Garros 80s version look

TIFOSI SUPREMACY 🇮🇹

Charles. On pole. At home. What could we ask more ? (A victory)

Daniel telling Charles that he has big d*ck energy. I mean…he ain’t wrong

adios Porsche, let’s go for 10 more years of speculations 😒

quali being a mess like every year

Carlos didn’t give Charles a toe 🫥

Meanwhile, Felipe Drugovich (congrats for the championship !!) put a mess by visiting garages (he was looking for a toilet seat)

So many grid penalties for so many different reasons that Esteban and Pierre ended up asking on Twitter where do they start

3792920202 different provisional starting grid

Ferrari deciding that they won’t be fool for their home race. But for their home race ONLY the circus is coming back in two weeks 🤡

KIMI IS THERE and he still doesn’t smile 😐

Lewis coming from p19 to p5, and doing a double overtake to people not to forget he’s still a king

McLaren messing up Lando’s start set up 😒

Double retirement for Aston 😬

Pierre is going to have nightmares of Daniel’s rear wing

You know what’s hotter than Charles ? Sergio’s brakes

Fernando « wow » Alonso. If you don’t like your alpine speed be ready for your Aston’s bc it’s going to be worse lol

Daniel Ricciardo being asked to let Lando in and not answering 💅🏼

And his car just ✨stopped✨

Carlos was on fire, man was on A MISSION

GUANYU POINTS VAMOOOOS

When it’s not Ferrari messing up, it’s the fia ruining their race

FIA « safety is our priority » lmao.

Mercedes having another podium with their tractor, take whatever you can sweetheart

NYCK FIRST POINTS + DOTD

The race ending up on safety car, never missed Michael « we want to race » Masi so much

MAX WINS

See y’all in Singapore !

[alexi-01]

I need a break from doomscrolling about the state of US politics and my rights as a human. Give me an old F1 race to watch, preferably a Max win/podium

i will gladly give you a whole godamn list of a few good max races to watch anon for i am just a simp for the fast boy

- spain 2016 - max’s first win (and the brocedes incident)

- brasil 2016 - one of the best wet races i’ve ever seen by a driver, it’s three hours long but so worth it

- malaysia 2017 - a max win for his 20th birthday and the first after probably the shittest season for max

- china 2017 - another amazing wet race and gained 9 positions on the first lap

- mexico 2018 - literally dominated the field

- austria 2019 - had a shit start, fought with charles and won the race

- silverstone 2019 - another fight with charles

- brasil 2019 - bad luck throughout the race yet still won

- germany 2019 - a max win after merc absolutely fucked it (and baby p was born this weekend, just a little random fact)

- silverstone 70th anniversary race 2020 - a mercedes domination got ruined by max and him making his own strategies

- imola 2021 - norstappen podium, first max win of 2021, merc in the mud

- france 2021 - the only time this race has ever been entertaining with max showing up the mercs (again)

- usa 2021 - max literally giving a masterclass drive, enough said

- austria and styria 2021 - max domination both weekends and one has a norstappen podium

- dutch 2021 - home win <3

- sochi 2021 - p20 to p2 ( i actually hate this race because lando got hate crimed 😔)

- abu dhabi 2021 - literally became champion

[alexalbonbon]

Max Verstappen’s Formula 1 wins ☆ Emirates Formula 1 70th Anniversary Grand Prix 2020

Red Bull got it absolutely right when they went on that hard compound tyre in Q2. Hard compound tyre to start the race, but it still took a superhuman first stint from Max Verstappen. Mercedes will settle for second and third place, they'll still have a very healthy lead in the Constructor's Championship and Lewis Hamilton will equal the record for podium finishes in Formula One on the 70th Anniversary Grand Prix. He will stand alongside Michael Schumacher, 155 podiums the pair have reached in Formula One. But for Max Verstappen, it's not just about the podium, it's about the top step of the podium and making his way now around the last couple of corners for his ninth victory in Formula One, to win the 70th Anniversary Grand Prix, Verstappen gives Red Bull the win! Their first here at Silverstone since 2012, the day Mark Webber said "not bad for a number two driver", there was nothing second best about Verstappen today either.

[five-miles-over]

If Joaquin Phoenix Characters Went on Dates

Hi everyone! Hope you’re all doing well - staying healthy, safe and sane. As always, this is just a fun listicle, not designed to offend anyone. Please feel free to leave comments and/or constructive criticism below. Thank you, and without any further ado, please enjoy some fun headcanons of what your favorite characters would be like on a date

The characters in this list are

•  Arthur Fleck (”Joker”), Merrill Hess (”Signs”), Theodore Twombly (”Her”), Doc Sportello (”Inherent Vice”),  Max California (”8 mm”), Ray Elwood (”Buffalo Soldiers”), Johnny Cash (”Walk the Line”), Doug Holt (”Inventing the Abbotts”), Abbé de Coulmier (”Quills”), and Emperor Commodus (”Gladiator)

Arthur Fleck (Joker, 2019)

Favorite Date Idea: Coffee and donuts at a 24-Hour Diner

Arthur might want something simple, for his date

A 24-hour diner is great for accommodating his long hours at work, plus his nighttime stand-up gigs

He enjoys the chance to share an insightful conversation with his date

The coffee might help ensure the talking doesn’t stop for a few hours into the late night

And as always, Arthur would consider the night successful if he manages to make his date laugh…several times

For the record, Arthur seems like a glazed-donut or powdered sugar donut person

The reason I’m not doing Joker is because, honestly, I don’t believe he’s the type of people to go on dates with a person. he’s more the type to…well, f*ck

Merril Hess (Signs, 2002)

Favorite Date Idea: A visit to the amusement park

It’s a perfect place for him to bring his nephew and niece too, if he ever gets serious about his date

If he likes his date, he’d be more than happy to win them a prize

Bonus points if it’s a cute stuffed animal his date decides to name ‘Merrill’

He knows that cotton candy is literally sugar, but will be glad to share some with his date

No one’s trying to be healthy here

And his favorite part is riding the Ferris Wheel, holding his date’s hand while they’re both at the top

Theodore Twombly (Her, 2013)

Favorite Date Idea: Taking calligraphy or ukulele classes together

Theodore’s not one for crowded places or typical formals like dinners

He’d prefer to give his date a meaningful experience rather than something tangible

Not that he wouldn’t surprise his date with flowers, he might do that

Not to mention, Theodore wouldn’t be the type to reveal much about himself on the first date. Being in a class with his date would give them something mutual to talk about.

Probably, as a one-year anniversary, he’d surprise his date with a perfected version of the dish they’d done together in their first cooking class.

Doc Sportello (Inherent Vice, 2014)

Favorite Date Idea: Walking on the Beach

Loves nature, and is somewhat easy-going

Wouldn’t want a high-maintenance kind of date with fancy sh*t

He might smoke a joint while walking on the beach with his date.

And if his date’s hungry, he’d willingly share some pizza or chips with guacamole

Doc would definitely appreciate a partner who loved food

If it gets dark, he’d invite his date to lay back and watch the stars, maybe even make up stuff about the constellations and stars.

Max California (8 mm, 1999)

Favorite Date Idea: Visiting a strip club

Of course he’d “pre-game” with his date by meeting up at a bar

I think his drink of choice might be a screwdriver (orange juice and vodka)

But working in an adult book store, he’s probably cool with scantily-clad performers

And he’s probably there just because he knows a bunch of people

Probably, as he gets more comfortable/serious about his date, Max would start inviting them to hang out in the store after-hours.

He might bring some beers over for the two of them and, if they’re cool with it, show them the cringiest stuff he’s kept in stock (just to make them laugh)

Ray Elwood (Buffalo Soldiers, 2001)

Favorite Date Idea: Racing in his Mercedes on the Audubon

A bit of an adrenaline junkie

Likes to get his date’s heart racing - even better if she holds him out of fear

He takes full advantage of the lack of a speed limit on the Audubon

And is always open to dancing with his date at the club

If the two of you do go to a (usually shady) bar, he’ll stick with beer to make sure he still has his wits, should he run into anyone familiar

Be prepared for a quick getaway in case someone approaches Ray with mobsters and guns

He might owe them money or stolen goods

Johnny Cash (Walk the Line, 2005)

Favorite Date Idea: Home-cooked dinner and vinyl records

Being on the road with tours and concerts all the time, he’d prefer to do something homely for a date

Of course, he’d bring a box of chocolates or flowers in the name of trying to be a good guest

And would definitely compliment whatever his date wanted to serve him that night

He’d try to be as gentlemanly as possible - no personal questions, just general ones

A deal-breaker would be someone who just liked him for his celebrity status

Or someone who asked him how much money he makes regularly

If the date was going well, he’d be happy to dance with them to a slow song.

Another great idea for a date? Fishing.

Doug Holt (Inventing the Abbotts, 1997)

Favorite Date Idea: Picnic for Two

He’d be very chivalrous with his date - offering to pick them up from their place and opening the car door for them

And he’d give his date the most incredibly adorable grin when they complement him

A picnic would be simple enough for the two of them, mainly comprising of delicatessen sandwiches and snacks

Doug isn’t one to talk much, but can be a very good listener

Although, he would love his date to make him feel included in the conversation

He’d enjoy the intimacy of eating together under the trees

Potential deal-breaker? Someone who’s rude, or doesn’t have good manners

Abbe de Coulmier (Quills, 2000)

Favorite Date Idea: Doing volunteer work

He’s an altruistic person, so he’d like his date to share that sense of generosity

Perhaps the two of you would spend the date serving the hungry, or playing with abandoned animals

During the date, he might ask you various questions to get to know you better

Questions about your hometown, your family, and perhaps your likes & dislikes

Don’t be surprised if he wishes to take you to see the children at the orphanage

It might mean that he wants to know what you’ll be like as a parent!

Commodus (Gladiator, 2000)

Favorite Date Idea: Wine-tasting (at least for the first one)

Most of his dates would probably be in the palace

It’s safer for him

And if the date is ever going poorly or the person is making him uncomfortable, he can always call the guards to take them away

Lucilla has set him up at least once, but it didn’t go so well

Being an emperor, Commodus would certainly want something nice enough to impress his date

However, a part of me believes he would want to “test the waters” before doing something too nice.

He would definitely be concerned about his date possibly liking him only for his money or power

But once he’s sure his date likes him for who he is, Commodus would do anything to make his date feel special

Throughout the date, he’d hold their hand or place his arm around their waist

In general, he would enjoy being physically close to his date

Out of all of the characters, he’s the one most likely to agree to a couple’s massage

And attending gladiatorial games with his date are a must

A total deal-breaker is a date who spends too much time loudly complaining about the violence (or one that nags him about the Senate)