#seb x dan

[ilovejevsjeans]

2019- Australia- The Golden Trio

(Its the little smirk on Lewis face for me)

[rbr-seb]

hello here i am humbly asking for fic recs, any kind but i’d really like to read some driver/OC ones (sorry in advance if you’ve already did this but i stumble on your profile recently) <3

Ahhh omg hi bestie!!! You've come to the right place....

I'm a huggeeee seb fan so naturally one of my first F1 fics ever was a Sebastian Vettel/ OC fic

https://archiveofourown.org/series/1037364 (Dodging the Heat by @itszephoria ) this is seb x driver!oc who has flaws, but is still a badass I have no notes...

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17564282

This one is also a classic, very sweet ( The dynamics of love by F1_Fanatic)

Anything by @acollectionofficsandshit is gold. Their stories just make me want to ahshajdhaksjdn. I don't even go for the drivers they write for but their fics are so good I can't help myself. Personal favourite is Roman Profile (this is Danny Ric)

Same for @theringers . Excellent fics (very sexy) (I think Mick. And Pierre)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32015731 (Till Death do us Part by @wingsofanillyrian) is also one of my guilty pleasures .... I'm a sucker for a good power dynamic based fic. (Pierre Gasly mwah)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35710429 (cured my January blues by @redpaint) is probably my favourite xreader fic of all time. It's a very intellectual, yet sensual take on the fantasy it covers. 10/10 everyone needs to read this. (Also Seb)

Surprisingly wattpad has a great oc collection: https://www.wattpad.com/story/25744801-lifeline-sebastian-vettel (Sebastian Vettel again) was one I did not expect to like as much as I did. Decent writing quality I was very surprised. (Lifeline by lacellake) It has been a while since I last read it though.

Some of these are reader inserts minus the y/n so they're kinda like OCs except with no names.

Hope these work out! I would plug my own fix (Do it Yourself, you coward) but I took a break to finish it. I have a couple non y/n fics on my a03 too, if they fit your style. See my sideblog for errrrr... Spicier fics

[killa-trav]

roy keane as man united manager give it to me

[sebscore]

Please write something with drivers praising female f1 driver during March because it’s womens history month. Anytime something bad happens to her on the grid she’s like someone hitting her car “how could they during womens history month 😞😧”

INTERNATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY

pairings: daniel ricciardo x driver!reader / lewis hamilton x driver!reader / sebastian vettel x driver!reader / small lando cameo

warnings: none?

author’s note: I know it’s not the entire month, but I saw lewis’ post for Stephanie and I couldn’t shake the thought of him making a special post for our gen z driver 🥺 I hope you like it, my darling!

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“Have you seen Daniel’s new post on Insta?” Her performance coach asked her, scrolling through his own phone while they took a break.

Y/N shook her head, not having been on the social media app that day. “No, why?”

“He talks about you.” He grinned, handing his phone over to her with the post ready on the screen.

Daniel had updated his Instagram with a clip of an interview he had done, where he’s asked about which women in his life inspire him.

He starts off by speaking about his grandmothers and their move from Italy to Australia. Daniel also mentions his mother and the support she has given him.

“From an athletic point of view, there’s 2 people that come to mind. My, uh, former colleague and friend, Y/N Y/L,” he laughed, “her entire story on how she came into Formula 1 is very inspiring and she has brought a lot of positive change into the sport,”

“But she’s also a great person and she always has something incredible to say,” Daniel teased his younger friend, “so, yeah, Y/N is definitely an inspiration to me.”

The woman had a soft smile on her face throughout watching the entire video, touched by Daniel’s words.

She gave her coach’s phone back and grabbed her own from her bag, deciding to leave a comment under Daniel’s post.

YourUsername I didn’t even have to force you to say this 😭 thank you, Dan! 💙

A mere hours later, she had seen multiple notifications of people tagging her in a post Lewis had made. She opened the app again and saw an entire post dedicated to her made by the World Champion himself.

lewishamilton Beside Stephanie, I also want to highlight the journey of @/yourusername. I’ve been privileged to watch her make history as the first female driver to stand on a F1 podium, to grab pole position and to win a Grand Prix. Y/N, thank you for all the work you do and continue to do. You use your platform well and I can’t thank you enough for standing by me in the causes that I feel passionate about. I’m excited to continue to follow your journey. Happy #InternationalWomensDay to you, thank you Y/N.

Y/N felt emotional reading Lewis’s message. She had idolized the driver ever since she was a little girl and to have him appreciate and acknowledge her hard work means the world to her.

YourUsername thank you so much, Lewis! 🖤 not you making me cry on international women’s day 😭 this should be illegal

— lewishamilton ❤️

The official F1 Instagram account had also made a post dedicated to the female driver which had been reposted by several drivers on their Instagram stories like George, Carlos, Valtteri, Esteban and even Lando.

The McLaren driver had called her “my goat 🐐” in his caption, something that had made her chuckle.

The best message she had gotten for the special day, came from none other than Sebastian Vettel.

It was a shock to her when the German send her a text message as she hadn’t heard from him in a while, she figured he wanted the time for himself and his loved ones.

SEB VETTEL

Happy International Women’s Day, Y/N! Congratulations on P2 in Bahrain, a great start to the season. I hope you’re doing well and that you had a good winter break!

Today I was reminded of the amazing journey you’ve had since your karting days. I am honored that I have been able to watch you grow as a woman from so close. I’m very proud of you and I’ll keep supporting you, even if I’m not there as much anymore.

I hope you have a great day and I wish you the very best!

Big kiss! X

She send him a message back, thanking him for his beautiful words and asking him how he’s been doing. They send a few texts back and forth, updating each other on their lives.

Y/N also decided to pay a tribute on social media, posting several pictures of herself with the caption:

YourUsername happy international women’s day to myself, cause I’m the best woman I know ❤️‍🔥

[astonmartinii]

could you make something about seb or Daniel with pregnant reader !!!

ric number three | daniel ricciardo social media au

pairing: daniel ricciardo x pregnant!reader

in which in his time off ric number three is introduced to the world, much to the surprise of everyone else

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redbullracing: throwback to this iconic day five years ago today when danny ric got his redemption in monaco ✨

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user57 so admin also misses danny ric as much as us

user90 admin saw danny was trending after scotty's story and knew they had to take advantage

maxverstappen1 so we're all here cause we miss daniel?

user12 max is just like us for real

user5 i don't want to be delusional but i hope daniel and y/n are pregnant

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redbullracing: war is over, danny ric is back in the red bull garage this weekend!

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user44 I'VE PRAYED FOR TIMES LIKE THIS

user31 did daniel bring a new nephew?

user30 he was defo with a kid but i don't think he has any new nephews ?

maxverstappen1 reunited and it feels so good 😊

user10 someone tell me that's not danny's kid ???

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danielricciardo: i'm back ... and ric 3 has a whole new meaning! y/n has given me the biggest honour in the world of being a father to our son joey maximilian ricciardo, she was unbelievably brave the entire time, i am so in awe of her xx

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maxverstappen1 CONGRATULATIONS !!!! i can't wait to meet my god son and i'm so touched that you decided to name him after me xx

landonorris congrats you two !! (max isn't lying he's been crying all morning)

maxverstappen1 don't bully me !! i had to keep it to myself for so long and it all came out at once

danielricciardo awwww maxy, he can't wait to see you tomorrow

christianhorner congratulations daniel and y/n, can't wait to meet the little one xx - christian, geri and the kids

user31 only daniel would name his kid after a baby kangaroo and max verstappen

yourusername can't let daniel take the fall here, yes joey is an awful pun from us but also a play on dan's dad's name, and max is basically our overgrown kid so it was only fair

charles_leclerc omg congrats, there's a ferrari overall waiting for him in the garage

yourusername sorry sharl but joey is red bull through and through

maxverstappen1 TAKE THAT

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yourusername: joey's garage debut

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user19 oh my god joey is so cute

maxverstappen1 my lucky charm

danielricciardo you win every race but joey will take it

redbullracing can we have you guys every weekend?

christianhorner was lovely seeing you all

schecoperez junior wants another play date asap

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[caption: farm time before we return to monaco]

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f1: breaking: daniel ricciardo to return to f1 with red bull, filling the second seat from 2024! the honey badger is back 🦡

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user46 BEST NEWS EVER

maxverstappen1 maxiel reunion and joey in the garage every weekend - christmas came early

danielricciardo can't wait to get back into it !!

redbullracing we ❤️ the honey badger

yourusername ricciardos on tour - proud of you honey

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yourusername: wouldn't change it for the world

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danielricciardo i love you so much and wouldn't be able to do it without you

yourusername you're the best thing to ever happen to me

danielricciardo no you're the best thing to ever happen to me

maxverstappen1 why didn't you include any pictures of your 25 year old son?

yourusername sorry maxy, i'll make double turkey sandwiches next race

maxverstappen1 thank yewwww

user11 i love how they don't even deny max being their kid now

landonorris what are the odds joey can come chill with uncle lando at mclaren this weekend

danielricciardo no can do buddy, you'll be coming to us, joey is precious cargo

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danielricciardo: best way to end the first half of the season 🏆 and no better feeling than my wife and baby joey being there to cheer me on all the way xx

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user99 danny ric is well and truly back omg

yourusername congrats darling, we're so proud of you

danielricciardo i love you both so so much

redbullracing let's go honey badger 💪

maxverstappen1 joey is my new favourite podium partner

danielricciardo aye don't forget about the original

user40 this family is the cutest thing in the world

note: thanks for the request, hope this was the kinda thing you were looking for <3

[libraryofloveletters]

The Red String of Me & You

Daniel Ricciardo x Teammate!Fem!Reader 

Warnings: secret/workplace romance, cliche to start off, the ups and downs of Dan's career, the Monaco win!!, the disaster that was unfortunately Renault & the disaster that is Mclaren, the Monza win!!, remix of the 2021 Monza accident between max and lewis but a slightly less horrible version, DNFs, distancing themselves, lack of communication, like two mentions of horner, Seb’s retirement, slightly unrequited love vibes, a few harsh words, reader always speaks highly of dan, ted ‘hot girl of the paddock’ kravitz, very full circle at the end. 

Word Count: 5,990

Author’s Note: you have Send My Love by Adele to thank for this. also it was missing danny hours. my lil aussie love bug <3333

--- 

2018. 

Inseparable, attached at the hip, best friends, connected, in sync; all words used to describe your relationship with your teammate, Daniel. 

A rookie joins a team that took a chance on her, being the only female on the grid meant you had to work a million times harder to prove yourself. Your teammate, Daniel, had been at RedBull for 2 years prior to your joining, and before you, Sebastian Vettel had filled your seat.  

Safe to say you had big shoes to fill. 

Daniel never made you feel unwelcome or unwanted, in fact he did the opposite. You always felt like you belonged, that you deserved to be there. Anytime you felt uneasy, he was your rock; reminding you that if you didn’t have the skill, you wouldn't be there. You shouldn’t let some sour words and sour people change your mind about that. 

The sweet and encouraging words turned into soft touches, quiet whispers, the occasional post race dinners and drinks that spiralled into the drunken kisses in the hallway of your hotels. 

Daniel was your everything; your teammate, your best friend, your rock, your lover. 

The race weekend in Monaco was nothing if not a dream for you two, especially Daniel. After the last 2 years of bad luck in the city of glamour, things have taken a turn for the better. 

Your teammate crossed the line in P1, winning the race. Your heart swells with pride, happiness, and love. This is what the team was waiting for, this is what you were waiting for, what you knew was coming. 

Daniel deserved this.

You had watched the man from parc ferme as he climbed onto the top of the car, balancing on the halo and his hand pressed to his chest. You couldn’t imagine the relief he was feeling. The whispers that his career was taking a downhill run had come to a halt after his win. 

Redemption day has come. 

Post race was a blur. Everyone’s sticky and covered in champagne, pool water or both if they were close enough to be pulled in. Most of the team had dispersed, packing up for the night as you'd all be leaving in the morning but you two were hidden away in the energy station. 

The race suit unzipped and hung around your hips when you got out. Daniel was attempting a backstroke when you climbed out. “You deserved this,” you tell him quietly, your legs hanging down into the pool as you sit on the edge. 

“Deserve what?” He asked foolishly. 

You loved the man but sometimes he made you really wonder. 

“Redemption day,” you say, looking at him and there’s a smile on his face when he looks back at you. 

He’s now swimming over to you, slotting himself between your legs, arms resting on your thighs. Your hand passes through his chlorine soaked curls and Daniel leans into your touch. “Do you really think so?” He whispers, eyes shut as he soaks in the last few moments. 

“Yeah,” you whisper, leaning down to kiss him. 

The drills buzzing below, the smell of burnt rubber and gasoline, the warm sun casted as orange glow that brought an indescribable warmth. Your hand slipped from his hair and down to his jaw, a part of you locking this memory deep down, wanting to hold onto it forever. 

Daniel pulls away for a moment, moving to get out of the water. He mirrors your actions, undoing the soaking wet race suit before you feel his hand on yours. You can see the entire paddock from up there, everyone moving around like busy bees, the cameras still rolling and you two were hidden away in your little pocket of peace. 

“It’s me and you,” he squeezes your hand, looking out into the paddock. “The world is in our hands, y/n.” 

---- 

The sun set on Monaco and rose in Austria. The last few weekends had been tough, not for you but for Daniel. 

The win in Monaco had put him in the spotlight, the exception of him winning another race or at the very least, getting a podium, was heavy on his shoulders and yet, it never came. He was so close that he could touch it but it slipped from his fingers at the last second, like the horrible feeling of someone pulling the rug out from under you and watching you fall flat on your face.  

You on the other hand, consistently gave results post Monaco win. Back to back podiums in both Canada and France.

Now he still loved you as he always has but the limelight was on you and Daniel couldn’t help the titch of sourness in his stomach when he looked at you. 

Austria was the cherry on the sour tart. 

To no fault of his own, he had a blistered rear left tyre and then if that wasn’t enough, there was a gear shift issue that caused him to retire from the race. 

Daniel watched pitifully from the garage as his girlfriend crossed the line in P1, your 3rd consecutive podium and first win of the season. 

You found yourself on the top step of the podium, your eyes scanning the crowd for the team in blue and once you found them, you looked for one person in particular. 

Christian, Helmut, Adrian and then the row of mechanics. You smiled at them, waving when you looked a little closer, hoping he was hidden away in the sea of blue. 

Unfortunately, no Daniel. 

You forced the smile on your face, clapping for your fellow drivers until it came time to collect your trophy and spray the champagne. Sebastian and Kimi were up there with you, the Ferrari drivers were two of your favourites and the two drivers who spoke very highly of you. 

It was one of the biggest honours of your career to share podiums with two world champions. You just wished Daniel was there to see it. 

Surely, he had a good reason not to be there. 

Christian was waiting for you when you got off the podium, a hug and a proud fatherly smile when you handed the trophy over to him. His arm over your shoulder, showing off RedBull’s newest success to the paddock as you made the walk back to the garage. 

A string of congratulations and pats on the backs from fellow teams and your own team dousing you in the acidic smelling energy drink upon your return. You can see him slip through the back hallway and disappear around the corner. 

You smile at the team, grateful for the love and support but excuse yourself to change, making your way through the crowded garage and down the back hallway. 

“Dan!” You shout, jogging to catch up with him. He doesn’t stop, his head down as he walks further from you. “Daniel!” You shout once more, finally he stops and waits for you to catch up. 

“Hey,” your hand touches his bicep but he pulls away slightly, turning to look at you. “Hey.” 

“Sorry about your race, wish you were up there with me.” You smiled at him. 

“Yeah,” he huffs, staring at the ground. “Missed you at the podium,” you mention, waiting to see what he’d say. 

“You didn’t see me? I was there.” 

“Where?” You asked, leaning on the wall. Daniel hums, “behind Adrian.” 

“Marcus was behind Adrian. I know everyone looks tiny from up there but I’m not blind, Daniel.” 

“Yeah, you’d know what it looks like more than I would.” He mumbles, “I gotta go, Michael’s looking for me.” Daniel kisses your cheek and with that, he's off. 

You shrug off the heavy feeling of something being wrong and decide to go change before you get pulled into press but as you are walking to your driver’s room, you bump into the aforementioned person.

“I thought you were supposed to be with Dan,” you say, now face to face with Michael. 

Confusion spreads across his face before he nods, “yeah no, I’m going there now.” 

“Oh, okay.” You step aside for him to pass. “Hey,” he calls for you a few steps behind you and you glance over your shoulder at him, “congrats, you were great today.” 

“Thanks,” you smiled, watching him walk off. 

The fact that Michael told you congratulations but Daniel didn’t, tugged on your heart in all the wrong ways; there’s a tension building between you two and you can’t quite place what was going wrong. 

There was the obvious fact that you were doing well and things were taking a downward tumble for your boyfriend but that couldn't be why he was avoiding you.  

He loves you, he’d be happy for you. 

---- 

The announcement had dropped over the summer break. Your heart shattered into a million pieces when you saw it. 

Breaking News: Daniel Ricciardo Set To Join Renault Racing For 2019 Season. 

At this point, you and Daniel were spending the summer break apart, deciding he needed some time at home with his family in Australia. You two were talking less and less every day, it was hard to gauge how he was feeling over the phone. 

Tone was never conveyed properly over text. 

You tried calling him but the time difference and the fact that he was always busy sort of fucked over any chance you had to speak to him. There were too many unanswered messages from you that you were starting to think what was even the point anymore. 

To Daniel: Why didn’t you tell me you were moving to Renault? 

To Daniel: If you’re happy, I’m happy for you. 

To Daniel: Are you free? Can I give you a call? 

To Daniel: Daniel come on. Can we talk ? 

To Daniel: I just want to know what caused the move. 

To Daniel: Give me a call when you’re free. 

You’ve stopped reaching out, the break rolled by and you were returning to racing. Spa was next on the list and you weren’t feeling it. The lack of communication between you and Daniel was making you feel uneasy. 

He had been avoiding you since you both got to track that morning. You went over to speak to him but he disappeared or  was conveniently pulled into a conversation. 

It was media day and you knew at some point he’s bound to have a break and with that, you found your way to his driver’s room, knocking on the door until someone opens it. 

Michael does and you smile at him, “I know Daniel’s in here, can I come in?” You ask and Micheal looks back at his friend, waiting for an answer. A few moments later, Michael steps to the side so you can come in. 

“We need to talk..” you glance at Michael, “alone.” 

The man gets the hint, mumbling about forgetting something in the garage before disappearing out the door and shutting it behind him. Daniel was sitting on the couch in the room, scrolling aimlessly through his phone. 

You leant on the wall for a moment, waiting for him to look up but whatever was on his phone seemed to be taking all his attention. The room wasn’t that big and it was less than a step for you to be in front of Daniel, pulling the phone from his hand which did get his attention. 

“What do you want to talk ‘bout?” He asked, the words coming out harsher than expected. 

“You’re moving to Renault.” 

“I am.” 

“Why ?” 

“Why not?” 

“That’s not a fucking reason, Daniel.” Your words projecting across the tiny space. “Why didn’t you tell me?” Your voice comes out quietly this time, as if it would break if you spoke any louder; as if you would break. 

Daniel shrugs. “You were busy.” 

“With what? I reached out to you. You were the one that disappeared for the entirety of the break.” You huffed, arms folded across your chest. “I don’t know what more you expected me to do. You wanted me to do what? Book a flight to Australia and just show up at your door? How would I even know you’d open the friggin’ door?”  

“You could’ve. I always open my door, I am a good Samaritan.” He cracks at his own words, the smile tugs at your heart. 

You rolled your eyes, “you’re not funny.” 

“I am but okay.” 

There’s a moment of silence before you speak. “Why are you leaving, Daniel ? What are you running from?” 

He’s quiet, like he's trying to figure out what to say or rather, how to say it. “There's nothing left for me here. No one is looking back for me.” 

“What do you mean no one’s looking back for you? You’re not stuck in the past, Dan. You’re a part of this team, this family. You have a place here, just as much as I do.” 

Daniel scoffs, “you don’t get it, y/n. You’re young and talented, you have the world at your feet. You’re winning races, you’re on podiums week in and week out. No one is looking at me, why am I wasting my time here when there’s a team that actually wants me?” 

“What are you trying to say? That I forgot about you?” 

“Not just you, everyone did. I promise you this wasn't something I woke up and decided, I thought about it, I really did.” 

“You’re not just leaving the team, Daniel. You’re leaving me.” 

The room falls quiet, the tension building; it’s suffocating the both of you. 

The heaviness of the words spoken and the quiet looks that say everything you couldn’t bring yourselves to say was unbearable. 

“I know,” he finally speaks, nodding slowly. “I know.” 

“Hm,” you look at him, the shaky breath you let out makes you both realize this was it. “Okay,” you turn towards the door, opening it but before you could step out, he calls for you. 

“Y/n,” his voice calls and you turn back. You’re looking at each other, both of you on the verge of tears but neither dared to say anything. “My phone.” He reminds you and you reach into your pocket, setting the phone on the table before walking out. 

---- 

2019.

The transition from RedBull to Renault wasn’t as easy as Daniel wanted. 

The team was lovely, the crew was more than welcoming and he got along well with his new teammate, Nico. The expectation to deliver was once again weighing on him. 

If it wasn’t the car, it was the seat or the track temperature or perhaps the way the wind blew that day. Daniel could not get comfortable in the black and yellow car. Week in and week out, bad result after bad result and Daniel wanted to call it quits. 

He couldn’t. 

He needed to deliver, he needed to do something. He can’t give up just yet. 

You were flourishing at RedBull; the golden girl as the press had deemed you. There was consistency in your results, podiums almost every weekend and if not, you were in p4. You never dropped below that. Not to mention the fact that you were in contention for the championship this year, right behind Lewis and Sebastian. 

It made Daniel wonder if they put in the same effort with him as they did with you or if they viewed him as damaged goods once you started winning. 

Why did you get to be the golden child? Did he not deserve the same treatment? 

A part of him held a tiny bit of resentment towards you and as much as it hurt him to feel it, he did. 

The flashing of the cameras pulled him from his thoughts, his press officers ushering him into the building and away from the streets of Baku. There’s 5 other drivers other than himself in the room, sitting in the uncomfortable chairs as the white lights blinded them, waiting for the press conference that was starting in a few minutes. 

He leant on the back rest, looking over at his fellow drivers; Kevin and Carlos to his left, he was in the middle, followed by Sebastian, you and Lewis.  

The cameras switched on, the signal that they were starting queued up and then they began. There's a few general questions for the drivers, asking how they're feeling, what they think about their last race results as well as how they think they're going to do this weekend. 

They move on from Carlos to Daniel, It was his turn to be questioned. “So Daniel, how are things at Renault? Are you settling in well with the team?” 

Code for is it the car that’s shitty or is it you? 

The beginning of the season was not going well for Daniel; the first race of the season was his home race, Australia, and it ended with a DNF on lap 28. The following race in Bahrain was no better, another DNF on lap 53. China wasn’t so bad with a P7 finish but it could be much better, though he was glad to be back in the points. 

“It’s going well,” he smiles, “just need some getting used to the car, that’s all.” 

You knew it was no fault of Daniel’s that he had two DNFs and a P7 finish, honestly it was shocking that he managed to pull a piece of shit car to P7.

They asked him a few more questions to which they got pretty vague responses before moving onto you. 

“Y/n,” the reporter smiled at you, “your season is off to a good start. Podium in Australia, followed by two P4 finishes. How are you feeling this weekend?” 

“Good, yeah.” You nod, shifting in your seat. “I think we’ve got potential to win this year, fingers crossed things go well this weekend too.” 

The reporter hands the mic off to someone else, the next question was one you were expecting but not so soon. “How do you think Daniel’s settling in at Renault? We all know his move was a bit of a shock and stirred a few pots. Do you guys miss him at RedBull?” 

“I’m in no position to speak on how Daniel’s settling in at Renault, I don’t know the inner workings of their team but we do know that we really miss him at RedBull.” You smile, looking over at your old teammate. “I hope things go well for him, and that the car starts working with him rather than against him because Daniel is one of the most skilled drivers I know, and he deserves a car that can show that skill.” 

The words were genuine, you really did mean what you said. 

The resentment the Australian held for you slipped away momentarily, your sweet words melted his cold heart.

---- 

2021. 

Once again, things have taken a downward spiral for the Australian. Renault tanked and unfortunately, caused a bit of a shuffle within the paddock. There weren't enough investors to keep Renault going so they pulled out and were rebranded as Alpine. 

And with rebranding comes a shift in drivers as well. Alpine had decided that they were going to be keeping one driver from the previous lineup and that was going to be Esteban Ocon, Daniel's teammate from the 2020 season. 

Daniel was already set to join McLaren, a team which showed great potential with its last two drivers, Carlos Sainz Jr and Lando Noris.

The start with Mclaren was a bit rough to say the least, the car wasn’t as consistent as he expected, dropping him up and down the grid every other week. 

It was race weekend here in Monza, one of your favourite places to race despite driving for RedBull. The love and energy the Tifosi gave was something so special and you couldn’t find it anywhere else. 

The grid was swarming with people, everyone getting ready for lights out. “Do you have everything ?” Your race engineer, Marcus, asks over the radio. 

“Yeah, all set. Radio’s good?” 

“All good. Have fun out there.” He reminds you, knowing how tough you can be on yourself. “Not too much,” you mumble, “still gotta win.” 

“Yeah okay.” He brushes off your comment, going over the last minute strategy for the race. 

The grid was clearing off, your PT patting your head and leaning over the halo to wipe away a smudge on your helmet before peeking in to look at you. “Be safe.” He tells you and you barely hear him, your ears are plugged and the helmet is squishing your head. 

The grid was now completely empty other than the 20 cars that were lined up and waiting to start. All weekend you've had this heavy feeling in your stomach like something was going to go wrong but you couldn't place what it was or what was causing it. Instead, you pushed away the feeling and got in the car with your fingers crossed, hoping for the best.

It was a Mercedes front row lockout, Valtteri first and Lewis in second. You were starting in P3 and to your left sat Lando in the McLaren, starting P4. Daniel was directly behind you, starting P5.

It was one of his better race starts since joining the papaya team. 

Your mind goes quiet, your foot pressed to the pedal as you await the lights to shut off. 

3, 2, 1; lights out. 

It’s a mess into the first chicane as expected, Daniel somehow overtakes the 4 cars ahead and gets the lead just in the turn one. It’s a rough battle between the top 5 cars, everyone pushing back and forth, overtaking at every other corner, turning in a little too early, forcing each other off the track. 

At one point, Daniel slips into P7 and you’ve taken the lead. The track was hot, the sun shining down on Monza and the tyre temperature was off, forcing you to pit early and change onto another set of tyres. 

It was a last minute decision to pit, the team in a frazzled state when you announced you were coming in 10 seconds ahead of pulling into the pit lane. The stop took 11 seconds instead of your usual 2 seconds. In that time, Daniel had moved up into P4.

You were fighting your way back up the grid, you were stuck behind Lando, the papaya car moving slower than you’d like it too. You were hoping you could squeeze past him as you two rounded into the first chicane but what you weren’t expecting was Lewis to come out of the pit lane at full speed, forcing his way between you and Lando. 

Lando slips ahead, leaving the Merc and the RedBull to fight it out in the chicane at the same time. You’re wheel to wheel and if anyone asks, you’re both to blame for what happens next. 

Lewis wanted to overtake, forcing from the inside and into you but you were trying to squeeze past him without checking if you had enough space first. Your wheel hooked on his and you both spun, slipping into the gravel. 

Neither of you were hurt but there was extensive damage on both cars and ultimately, you've got no choice but to retire from the race. 

The silence in the garage is heavy, you ignore anyone and go change, returning a few minutes later to watch the rest of the race. You decide to watch from the pit wall, your headphones over your ears as you climb up, sitting on the empty stool where Marcus once sat. 

After the safety car had finished and the Mercedes and Red Bull were towed out of the way, Daniel was leading the race followed by Lando in P2. There's a bit of a battle between Valtteri, Charles and Checo as to who's going to get P3 but in the end, Valtteri retakes third step on the podium. 

The McLaren garage was full of cheers, the first win in almost 10 years and for it to also be the first 1-2 in 11 years made it even more special. You were beyond happy for Daniel and for Lando, they deserved it after the shit season they were having. 

His race win didn't mean anything for you in terms of contention for the championship. Both you and Lewis were running side by side to win this year, and the fact that you were both out of the race meant that no one was going to one up the other on points.

You watched the podium from the garage, your heart swelling with pride, like it did all those years ago in Monaco when you watched him climb up on the top step to collect his trophy. 

Daniel shook the bottle and sprayed the champagne all over his fellow drivers, stopping to take off his boot before pouring some in it, and forcing the other two to join him along as he did a shoey. 

Some things never change and that will always be as disgusting as it was the day he started doing it. 

You can see the boys in the blue suits return to the papaya garage, the two of them swarmed with their crew and everybody in between. You watched from a few spots down, smiling as you leaned on the wall. 

Amara, your press officer, was currently talking your ear off about what you should say if you were asked, more like when you were asked, about the accident with Lewis. You didn't really listen to her, anything she said goes in one ear and out the other, so you wander it off from her while she was talking to congratulate Daniel on his win. 

“Dan!” You smiled, a hand on his shoulder to get his attention. 

He turns to see who was behind him even though he recognized the touch and the voice the moment he heard and felt it. “Hey!” He grinned. 

“Congratulations! That was amazing! I had no doubt you would be back up on that top step.” 

“Thank you, y/n. Means a lot to me.” His arms are opened as he steps closer, you close the gap between the two of you, a momentary hug before you let go, the man still soaking wet from the champagne shower. 

“I saw what happened with you and Lewis,” you two were apart now but his hand rested on your shoulder. “I’m sorry.” 

“That’s racing, what can you do?” You shrugged it off, smiling at him. Daniel was being pulled away from you to take photos and he apologized for having to go but you waved him off, walking back towards the RedBull garage. 

Daniel wore a big smile, his face starting to hurt from how much he was smiling. There was nothing that could knock him down from there. 

But alas, he of all people should know happiness and success can slip from you as quickly as it arrives. 

The days since the Monza win have gone and the success that once was had,  now slipped away into the cracks once again. It felt like Monaco all over again. Daniel was starting to retreat into his shell, unsure what he was even doing there. 

You were starting to reach out to him a bit more, the two of you making small talk every now and again in the paddock. His win in Monza thawed the ice between the two of you, not completely, but it started to unravel the complicated knot that was the two of you.

You knew Daniel like the back of your hand, sometimes he forgot that and sometimes you forgot that yourself, but you could see him disappearing and you didn’t like it. 

The fact that he had won took the pressure off momentarily but then it went to shit again. 

McLaren was fucking him over in every way possible.  

The hatred you held for that team was like none other. 

How could they not see what they had in front of them? The man brought home their first win in 10 years, and yet they treat him like he's nothing, like he's replaceable. 

----  

2022. 

“And for the second year in a row, miss y/n l/n brings it home to Red Bull! Your 2022 Formula One World Champion, everybody!!” The commentary carries over through the speakers. 

“Congratulations!” Christian’s voice comes over the radio. “Our super star!” He shouts, the words mixed with happy laughter, “enjoy your lap, we'll celebrate when you get back.” 

“Thank you, I couldn’t have done it without you guys.” You smiled, your face already hurting as you overtook Daniel on his cool down lap. You slowed a bit before passing him, waving at him. The man shows you a thumbs up, waving you off to pass by him. 

You and Sebastian were driving side by side, going for an extra cooldown lap before you did a few donuts with him, pulling up and giving him his limelight. 

Tonight wasn’t just Sebastian’s final race but it was Daniel’s as well, at least for now. 

Sebastian had started a bit of a chain reaction when he announced that he was going to be retiring at the end of the 2022 season. Sebastian retiring left a seat open at Aston Martin, which was filled by Fernando, which meant he was leaving Alpine. 

Alpine then announced that they would be signing their reserve driver, Oscar in Fernando’s place but Oscar said that wasn't true. Then there were rumours that McLaren was bringing in drivers from Indy and Formula E to take Daniel's spot, to which Daniel replied that he was committed to the team and would be staying until the end of the 2023 season. 

Only to then find out that McLaren did give away his seat, on his birthday weekend of all times, and didn’t tell him about it until after he publicly announced he would stay with the team. 

McLaren was only good for one thing and that was royally fucking over people. 

When Daniel was left with no seat and faced with a possibility of not being able to return to racing at all next season, he found his way back to where it all began; the little red string of faith pulling him back home, the team that was once his family opening their doors and welcoming him back. 

The announcement had dropped prior to the last race, everyone well aware that Daniel would be returning to Red Bull as their third driver for the 2023 season. 

Post race, everyone was excited to get the party going, say goodbye to the racing season and to be able to relax but before you could do that, there was one final round of press to get done. 

You had managed to finish up your press in record time, wanting to get out of the paddock and straight to the club, because you were going to celebrate your championship in style. 

Before you can make your getaway back into the garage, you heard someone call for you. Had it not been who you thought it was, you wouldn’t have stopped. 

Ted and his cameraman were coming up to you, live on the last Ted’s Notebook of the season. 

“Champion of the world, how does it feel?” He holds the mic out to you. “Better than the last time,” you smiled. “On top of the world to say the very least.” 

“Good, it’s well deserved.” Ted pats your shoulder. 

“One more thing and I’ll let you go. We all know that Daniel is returning to Red Bull as the 3rd driver next season, how do you feel about that? Is there still tension between the two of you?”

“No tension, Danny and I are good. We always have been.” A blatant lie but you digress. “It’s good to have him back. I mean, it sucks for McLaren because they didn't see the potential he has. I've said it once, and I'll say it again, Daniel is one of the most skilled drivers on the grid and it sucks that he doesn't have a permanent seat for next season but I'm glad that we have him back. I know that if he's given the chance, he will prove himself time and time again.” 

“Speak of the devil,” Ted chuckles, Daniel coming over to you two from the McLaren garage but he was wearing a RedBull t-shirt with your face on it and the words 2022 champion! in big gold letters. 

“Excited to be back at RedBull, Daniel ?” Ted asks and he nods, his arm slinging over your shoulder to really sell this reconnection between the two of you. “Very, it’s like coming home.” 

“Alright then, I'll let you two go. Congratulations once again, y/n!” 

“Thanks, Ted!” You wave to him, you and Daniel making your way down to the back hallway and into the garage. The moment the cameras were off of the two of you, you separated. 

Daniel was chatting with the crew and you had gone off to change out of your race suit, returning in some shorts and one of the championship t-shirts. 

You were wandering around the garage and chatting with everyone, thanking them for their hard work all season, reminding them that it wouldn’t be possible without that; you simply drive the car, they are the driving force behind it all. 

“Can we get a photo of you two?” One of the RedBull photographers asks, Daniel trailing behind them. “Sure, where do you want us?” 

The photographer gesture is for you to follow them, you and Daniel follow into the back hallway before they point to the wall where the RedBull logo proudly sat in all its glory. 

You get the idea they were going for; when Daniel had won in Monaco, the two of you had taken a photo on the exact same spot. They're probably gonna use it for some cheesy throwback then and now post on their Instagram now that Daniel is back. 

It is exactly what they wanted. The photographer shows you the photo from Monaco and asks if you two can pose exactly like that.

Daniel’s arm wraps over your shoulder and your arms are around his waist as you lean into him. The two of you are grinning at the camera before you look up at him, the man smiling down at you. 

The camera is constantly flashing before the photographer says they've got what they were looking for. They show you and Daniel the photos before walking off, leaving you both there. 

You were still holding onto each other when you stood up straight, your hands resting on his back before moving one to rest on his abdomen. Daniel looks down at you, “did you ever think we’d be back here?” He asks and you hum, shrugging. 

“I knew I'd win a championship, I knew you and I would find each other again.” 

“You were always confident in yourself,” his knuckles brush under your chin. “I learnt it from the best; fake it ‘till you make it.” You smile up at him. 

Daniel smiles at you and you aren't sure if it's the dangerous amount of champagne you've consumed in the last two hours or if it was the high from the championship win but you reached up and you kissed him. 

The sound of footsteps causes you two to pull apart, his hand stays on your hip, your hand on his chest. You peek out from behind him and there’s no one there but you know you’ll be needed soon. 

“We should go, they’ll want us for the pictures.” 

“Yeah,” he pats your hip, his arm around your waist as you two walk towards the garage again. 

“Hey,” your arm flung up to stop him in his spot. He looks at you, brows furrowed as he waits to see what you had to say. Turning, you look up at him with a smile. 

“Welcome home.” 

--- 

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[arthenaa]

house of arthena — masterlist, introductory, and rules

INTRODUCTORY —

writer: athen/ayen | 20 | he/him | sapphic | INFP-T

occupation: freelance artist, college student, writer

birthday: 10/04/2003

nationality: 🇵🇭

kins (can be best compared to irl): mizu, caelus, ominis, ren amamiya, sun jing (physical wise), geto suguru

interests:

media — blue-eyed samurai, jujutsu kaisen, shingeki no kyojin, chainsaw man, detroit become human, red dead redemption, hogwarts legacy, persona 5 royal, valorant, honkai star rail, genshin impact

artists — nct (all units but prefers dream), riize, lesserafim, newjeans, bada lee, lee youngji, laufey, kiss of life, exo

will write for the following — mizu, gojo satoru, geto suguru, ieri shoko, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, kugisaki nobara, zenin maki, okkotsu yuuta, eren jaeger, pieck finger, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, annie leonhart, makima, quanxi, power, aki hayakawa, denji, connor (all rk series), john marston, arthur morgan, sebastian sallow, ominis gaunt, imelda reyes, ren amamiya, akechi goro, jett, cypher, sage, reyna, neon, fade, iso, gekko, chamber, yoru, sova, jingyuan, danheng, blade, kafka, seele, albedo, xiao, kaeya, raiden ei, yae miko, alhaitham, childe, knave, nct dream, bada lee, hong seunghan, park wonbin, lee sohee, huh yunjin, kim chaewon, byun baekhyun, do kyungsoo

read more to check rules and list of works!

rules (for requesting)

— writer has the right to refuse request

— writer is a full-time college student and a part-time freelance artist doing commissions, there is no set time that he will upload and post said requests

— only refer to the list above when requesting (if your character despite in the same media listed above is not included, you may dm the writer if he is willing to write the request or simply state it in the request ask linked on his bio)

— writer prefers writing in gender-neutral terms or she/her pronouns, he will use this unless stated otherwise so make sure to include it in your requests

— nsfw is okay but always keep in mind rule 1

— writer appreciates reactions such as comments or reposts with messages a lot! <3 it just makes writing fun and enjoyable to know that his readers are enjoying his works :)

— writer will only do oneshots or 2-3 chapter works, (oneshots with multiple parts under the same theme eg. modern!au mizu or nocturne(interlude)!mizu are counted as oneshots under the same theme. they can be read as solo or just under the same category) longer chapter series will be done through commissions.

— if reader wishes to commission, refer to pinned.

LIST OF WORKS —

Blue-Eyed Samurai

nocturne (interlude) (p1)

my love mine all mine (p2)

blurred lines (roommate!mizu)

mizu as your roommate (pre-blurred lines)

creative team lead!mizu x concept artist!reader

Jujutsu Kaisen

GOJO SATORU

can't think right, too tongue tied, it must be love

Hogwarts Legacy

Masterlist here

Honkai Star Rail

KAFKA

Feelings with Kafka 18+

DAN HENG

Perception

ART

mizu x oc! blurred lines

nier x sebastian hogwarts legacy

seb x mc commission

nier and nora (ocs hl)

stelle x asta

ominis x mc x seb

tbotb concept art hl series

If you have any concerns or questions you'd like to ask, click the question mark emoji on my blog bio! or if you want to support me as an artist hehe listed below is my kofi. tysm!

[lifeiskentastic]

Masterlist

My own masterlist of Ryan Gosling's characters.

If you want, you can give me a request. I accept anything and everything expect smut.<3

Ken

Ken makes a gift to the gn!Reader

The first kiss of gn!Reader and Ken

gn!Reader begs Ken not to brainwash dolls. Ken doesn't listen.

Ken is jealous of gn!Reader (but for absolutely no reason)

Ken plays Cowboy, and gn!Reader helps him with it

Ken plays board games with gn!Reader

Ken tastes Real World ice cream with gn!Reader

Ken flirts (albeit not very successfully) with a officer gn!Reader

Ken x gn!Reader as friends to lovers story

Sebastian Wilder

Sebastian plays a lullaby on the piano for the gn!Reader

Sebastian visits the bartender gn!Reader

gn!Reader leads a drunken Seb out of his bar

Holland March

gn!Reader in one car with Holland March in the middle of a traffic jam

SNL Elf

gn!Reader conducts a "purely friendly" introduce of the Elf with human relations (including practice)

Luke Glanton

gn!Reader and Luke agree to quit smoking (at least one of them)

Flirting Luke and gn!Reader

Dan Dunne

First meeting of gn!Reeder and Dan (photoshoot included)

Dan makes a marriage proposal to gn!Reader

Noah Calhoun

young!Noah wakes the gn!Reader

Richard Haywood

Richard Haywood and gn!Reader as friends to lovers story

feel free to ask!!

[princemick]

MICKLORE for dummies

here;s part 1 with his racing history

because over roc weekend people seemed to have gotten to know him a lot better so here's a bunch more of mick info that I deem as essential

so under the tab I will add a bunch of stuff that kinda break trough that introverted pr trained wall he has.

this will be broken into facts, quotes, moments and videos.

--enjoy--

Mickfacts:

he speaks, english, german, french and italian but beraly speaks italian and french because he doesnt feel comfortable enough with them

the f-2002 is his favorite of his dads cars

during a lot of 2022's off season he has been dirt racing in the states where he bascially races for as long as the car runs together with gina's bf (x) (x)

apperantly recognizes the italian anthem before the german

can't choose himself for a dream team so his dream team is michael and seb

couldnt choose between lewis and max in 2021 "because theyre both nice to me"

he used to play drums as a kid

his middle name is 'junior'

he is named after Mick Doohan (5x mtotogp champ) who used to live close to Michael who were really good friends and so him and Jack Doohan (f2 driver) have always been and are still close friends.

apperantly introduced himself to kevin when he got back to haas with 'suck my balls'

modified said off road buddy that he does mud racing with so it goes quicker then intended

he seems to have extra clothes with him at all times bc he borrowed an extra pair of pants and shirt to callum for their f2 podium celebration

his dad wanted him to study engineering (also interesting piece of related information: he said he would have become a biologist if not an f1 driver in this video)

he refers to his dog angie as his best friend

in F3 he won 5 races in a row. race 22 til 26 of the 2018 season.

he started doing champions for charity where he organizes a football match every year with a bunch of german sports players

mick denies it but this man has bleached his hair

Mickquotes:

"a bomb, a knife, a serial killer. I mean that comes all together so.."

"I mean if poeple ask me if I'm mick I usualy just say no. I learned that from my dad."

"can I eat this?" procedes to eat it

"you guys are gonna do pushuupss"

"can I go and pet it?? play fetch??"

"those cars are so shit"

"deutsche, german..WHA??"

"you sure??"

"my dad, my dad, my dad, my dad"

"I just wanna get to my dad"

"beep beep beep"

"I won f2 and f3 for a reason"

"you guys are fucking brilliant, FUCKING BRILLIANT! fucking hell- sorry for all the swearing guys"

"I have a problem with italian bread tbh"

"PTW man, PTW" (pwt means prove them wrong)

"so you have to be smooth, realise that its an old lady and treat it that way, take it easy and enjoy the ride"

"hmm, have you ever driven on the road blindfolded?"

"ah, I was fine" after crashing

"I'm glad it was you I was fighting against"

Mickvideos:

prema stranger things - where he bascially just shouts his ideas and is loudly jock and himbo coded

The 5 Second Challenge - him having to really quickly talk and think shows how he thinks really well aka himbo

The Taboo Challenge - where he has to explain something without using specific words

Seb And Mick Take On The Formula 1 Tower Challenge! - where Seb and Mick ask eachother questions as they play mega jenga

Mick and Dan at the 2021 russian gp presser - just wholesome

Mick and Sean cook pizza together - him being wholesome and happy and speaking italian

Prema Trivia Challenge - giving ultimate himbo rights

him hugging every haas mechanic after his last race w them

mick post Q2 in Canada

the groundhog video

Some minutes with Cyrus Watches: Mick Schumacher

The Texas Red Hot Sauce Challenge - shows his relationship with gary (his old race engineer) really well

Guess the Flavour: Japanese KitKat Taste Test - shows how weird mick is sometimes

Map The Track - himbo.

Mick celebrates with the team after first F1 points - hes so beloved

Gina and Crorinna's congrats after his first points

okay there's much much more, if you wanna get more into it I reccomend watching more of his prema and haas videos and just keep updated with him over his time at mercedes

dont be afraid to send me asks with questions or anyting!

and special thank you to 2/3 of the pillars of mickblr @acrosstobear and @schumaclerc for helping me out w some micklore and @stoffelvandoornegf for this post

[ourtearsofrain]

A Dangerous Duo (everyone)

Summary: Sam and Josh try drag.

Pairings: Danny Wagner x Sam Kiszka, Josh Kiszka x Male O.C., Jake Kiszka x Male O.C.

Genre: no clue, too long to be drabble but there’s no smut or angst or anything. Just a fun little fic about our boys trying drag for the first time.

Word Count: 6.2 k

Warnings: language? But what’s new with them

A/N: I would highly recommend reading Save a Horse and Ride a Cowboy as well as their previous fics, as this is a continuation of their stories within this Universe. I love Sebastian with all my heart, Sirena is an amazing drag mother to Josh and Sam.

“Yeah, just right there is fine. Thanks, Daniel.” Sam smiles as Danny sets his bags down where he had directed him to.

Austin follows close behind, setting Josh’s bags near Sams.

“Sure we can’t do anythin’ else to help, darlin’?”

“Nope, that’s it. Thanks, love.” Josh presses a quick kiss to his cheek as he passes him, setting the rest of his bags down.

“Jesus Christ Josh, how much shit do you have? You have at least twice as many bags as I do.”

Josh rolls his eyes at his youngest brother, “Go big or go home, Sam. In my defense, my second wig is fucking massive, takes an entire bag up.”

“I still can’t believe you guys won’t tell us anything about your routines. Please can we just have one piece of information like what songs you’re doing?”

Sam walks over to his boyfriend and places his hands on the sides of his face, bringing him close to his own with a loving look, teasing him with their proximity. “That would ruin the surprise, Daniel.” Sam drops his hands before turning away so he can’t see the pouty look on Danny’s face that always got him what he wanted.

“I know what you’re doing, Daniel. I’m not caving this time.”

Josh begins shooing the other boys towards the door, slowing making his way towards them so they had no choice but to back out of the room. “Anyways, we need to start getting ready so, and I mean this with all the love I have for you two but, fuck off.”

Danny turns towards Austin, shaking his head in mock hurt. “See how they just throw us to the curb once they got their use out of us?”

Austin laughs, joining in on the bit. “Knew he was just keepin’ me around for my muscles. I’ll reckon this was their plan all along.”

“Yep, you caught us.” Sam chimes in, bent over his bags as he searched through their contents for his makeup bag.

“Mhm, that was our whole devious plan all along.” Josh begins closing the door, shouting a final, “Kay see you later, love you, bye.” before closing the door in their faces.

Danny scoffs, loud enough for them to hear on the other side of the door, before dropping the act and turning as he and Austin begin walking down the hall. They bump into Sebastian and Jake, also carrying bags as they make their way towards the room Sam and Josh were occupying.

Danny practically jumps them, “Jake! Sebastian! Oh my god please just tell us SOMETHING about Josh and Sam’s routines. They won’t say anything and I know you know something about them. They keep making these little inside jokes with mischievous smiles and I am fucking dying to know why.”

Jake throws his hands up in defense. “Hey don’t look at me, Seb won’t tell me anything either.”

Sebastian motions as if he was zipping and locking his lips, throwing away the key with a secretive smile on his face. “I ain’t sayin’ nothin’, kid. All I’ll say is I hope you brought a shit tonna ones.” He winks at Jake, “Maybe even some fives and tens if you’re feelin’ generous.”

Danny groans in frustration, all hope of finding out his boyfriend and brothers plans leaving him.

Austin offers him a pat on the back, as if he were consoling him. “It’s alright, Dan. We’ll find out soon enough.”

“Easy for you to say. Josh may be a shit head but he’s sweet at heart so it balances out. Sam’s just a shit head, I don’t trust that fucker. When I asked about his songs he just giggled, and he never giggles so I know he’s up to something.” He looks towards Jake, whose eyebrows were raised at his comment. “You know I say that with all the love in my heart for him.”

 A grin breaks onto his face, and Danny silently curses Josh for getting his twin to do theater in high school with him. “Yeah I know, Sam’s a shit head. I was just fucking with you.” Sebastian and him start to make their way past the other two boys. “Anyways, I’m gonna help Seb drop these bags at the room, wait up for me?”

“Of course.”

“Try and peek into the room if you can, they just started getting ready but I bet you could spot some clues.” Danny calls after them.

“Uh, uh. No way, mon beau. I got the bags from here, thank you for your help. Go join them, love. I gotta go help my daughters get ready.”

Jake pouts up at his boyfriend, attempting to sway him as he was also curious about what his brothers had in store for the show. Sebastian looks at him with a slight smile, unwavering in his statement to not spill their secrets, his hand outstretched and motioning to take the bags. Jake sighs, giving up and handing them to him before giving him a quick kiss.

“See you boys in a few hours. Love you, Jake.”

“Love you too, Seb. Have fun trying not to strangle them.”

Sebastian only laughs as he makes his way down the hall, already hearing the lively bickering of the brothers behind the door.

The three men turn, weaving through the maze of the back rooms before finding the entrance to the main venue, still empty as the doors didn’t open for another two hours. They find a table near the back corner, knowing their partners would find them and give them a little extra attention no matter where they sat.

“I’m gonna go get us drinks while we wait. Want anything?” Danny questions, standing and looking at the others questioningly.

“The usual’s fine with me, Dan. Thank you.”

“Same for me, thanks.”

“You got it. Be right back.”

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“I swear to god Joshua I’m going to vomit.” Sam screeches, his voice filling the small room.

“I told you I had colored contacts, Sam. If you don’t wanna see it then just look away while I put them in.” Josh retorts as he brings his hands back up to his eye, struggling to put his contacts in as Sam squirms beside him.

Sam physically cringes, turning away from his brother as his entire body shivers, groaning in his disgust. “That’s not helping, I can feel you putting them in.”

“Maybe if you would shut the fuck up, I could concentrate and get it done faster, dipshit.”

“Alright ladies, settle down. Can’t have y’all killin’ each other right before your first show.”

Sam focuses on adjusting his first hairdo of the night, trying his best to ignore his brother next to him but finding it increasingly hard as they shared the mirror.

“Got it!” Josh says excitedly, blinking rapidly as his eyes adjusted. “How do I look, Sam?”

He makes eye contact with him through the mirror, the bright red of his eyes an unusual sight. Sam grimaces at the lack of the familiar warm brown of his brothers’ eyes. “Creepy as hell.”

Josh prods him in the ribs, sarcasm dripping from his words. “Yeah, that’s the only reason I chose this color, to creep you out.” He wiggles his fingers at Sam as he inches closer to him.

Sam jumps out of his chair, putting as much space between him and Josh as the small room would allow. “Nope, nope, fuck off.”

Josh laughs, dropping his hands as he stands, beginning to rifle through his belongings in search of his outfit.

Sebastian bends to check his wig in the mirror, already having finished his makeup and getting dressed long before they had. “Alright, finish up. Show starts in 30 and y’all are the first performers of the night.” He makes his way to the door, opening it and stopping at the entryway to offer a final, “See y’all out there.” Before leaving them to get dressed.

“Hey Sam have you seen my-“ Josh’s question is cut short as a soft piece of foam hits the side of his head. He bends to pick the foam bra insert up, “Yeah that.” He fully turns towards Sam, “Do you know where the other one is-“

Once again, Sam chucks the insert at him, this time hitting him square in the face.

“I swear to god I’m gonna shove this so far up your ass-"

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Danny anxiously checks the time on his phone, relieved to see the show was scheduled to start in a few minutes. He lets out a shaky breath, his leg bouncing as he finds any outlet for his nerves.

Jake notices, gently elbowing him to bring him back to the moment. “Danny, chill. Don’t worry you won’t have to wait much longer to see what my dickhead brothers have planned.”

Just as he finishes his sentence the club lights dim, and a bright spotlight falls on Sirena as she enters the stage from the side. She immediately consumes all of Jakes attention and he sucks a sharp breath in as his eyes wander over his boyfriend. His gaze goes from her tall stiletto boots, up her legs covered by blood red, loose leather pants, continuing to her tight fitting high-collared shirt, a heart shaped hole at the center of her chest to show off her impressively contoured “cleavage”. The light catches on her spiked choker as his eyes continue their journey upwards, he takes in her long locs, the same blood red as her pants. His gaze finally comes to a stop on her black eyes, the colored contacts covering both the iris and whites of them. The crowd cheers as she takes her place, adjusting to the bright light and checking her mic before starting.

“First of all, thank y’all for comin’ out tonight! How y’all feelin’?”

The crowd roars in response as Sirena grins, waiting for them to quiet down before she continues. “Fuckin’ fantastic! That’s what I love to hear! I do got a few things to say before we start tonight. First, consent is fucking sexy! If you don’t want extra attention or interaction from a performer, just throw your arms up into an “X” and they’ll respect that. Consent also goes two ways, so make sure to not touch a performer without them initiatin’ that interaction. The second thing is, tip your mother fuckin’ performers! It’s expensive to look this cheap, y’all. And lastly, tonight is a very special night. I have the pleasure of introducin’ y’all to my first ever drag daughters who’re gonna start us off this evenin’!”

Austin lets loose a shrill wolf whistle as the crowd erupts once more, causing Sirena to shout over them. “So I better see some fuckin’ tips in the air cause they’ve worked hard for this shit! Swear to god I’ve spent more time with them these last two weeks than I have my own boyfriend.” She jokes.

“Without further ado, may I introduce you to Elle Fernanda and Callie Bungah!” She yells, stepping off the stage as the spotlight cuts out.

It quickly reappears joined by soft red lights, fixed on the split curtains at the back of the stage. A too-familiar electronic intro begins and Danny’s jaw drops.

“Oh my fucking god, they didn’t.”

Josh and Sam burst through the middle, perfectly lip syncing to the song as it starts, matching the attitude of it with their stage personas.

“I like the girls that do drugs (Drugs).

Girls with cigarettes in the back of the club (Club).

Girls that hate cops and buy guns (Guns).

Girls with no buns, girls that’s mean just for fun.

I like girls who make love, but I love girls who like to fuck.”

Both Danny and Austin’s jaws drop, blushes falling across their faces as they take in their boyfriends’ appearances. Danny can’t seem to be mad at Sam for his song choice as his eyes roam his body, looking so unlike Sam that Danny’s not sure he would recognize him if Sirena hadn’t announced that it was him. His long, wavy locks are pulled into two space buns, his bangs messy and unruly, purposely left out. His makeup is light, with thin wings of eyeliner, visible blush, and dark painted lips. As Jake had noticed with Sirena, Danny doesn’t miss the way the light catches on his spiked choker, eyes continuing downwards as the boys move on stage. He has a fishnet shirt underneath his high-collared tank top, both tucked into tight black leather pants. Danny almost laughs when his eyes finally find their way to his short black heels, knowing that if they were any taller, he would most defiantly break his ankle. He tears his eyes away from Sam, looking over at Austin to see his reaction to Josh’s outfit, to see the other boy staring, mouth still agape with his eyes fixed intently on Josh.

Austin doesn’t know where to look, his focus constantly shifting from different aspects of Josh’s appearance and outfit as he takes it all in. His curly, brown hair replaced by a jet-black coiled bun with two strands on either side of his face left out as bangs. Austin realizes Josh is only an inch or two shorter than his brother, noticing for the first time his tall, red, sparkly stiletto heels. His eyes travel up his legs clad in fishnet tights, his gaze lingering for a couple seconds on the short hem of his leather skirt. He manages to tear his gaze away, his eyes travelling up his exposed stomach, only covered by a fishnet shirt as his V-line cropped tank top barely covers his chest. Passing over the leather choker around his neck, Austin’s gaze finally settles on his blood red eyes, with thick red eyeliner to match it.

Jake watches his brothers performance as they weave through the crowd, snatching tips out of outstretched hands as they make their way steadily to the corner they occupied. He looks over to Austin and Danny, laughing when he sees them both enthralled by their partners, eyes wide and jaws dropped. “Hey guys, think you have a little drool coming out of your mouth there.”

This comment snaps them out of it, blood rushing to their faces as they scramble for their wallets, seeing their partners drawing nearer to their table by the second. They finally reach their table, making their way towards their respective boyfriends. Sam momentarily ignores the bill in Danny’s hand, instead grabbing his hips and slotting his body in between his knees.

“They say I’m too fuckin’ horny,

Wanna put me in a cage.

I’d probably fuck the hole in the wall

The guy before made.”

Sam thrusts his hips forward, emphasizing the words with each movement of his body. Danny freezes, his face red as his thoughts are consumed by nothing but Sam and his act. Sam smiles wolfishly at him before snatching the money out of his hand, turning and half bending over, shaking his ass before strutting away as if nothing had happened, continuing with his performance.

Josh is a little less lewd in his interaction with Austin, grabbing his tip and slowly running his hand up Austins arm, making a full circle around him before stopping with a wide stance in front of him, aiming a “gun” at him with his fingers and pretending to pull the trigger as the chorus plays “Girls that hate cops and buy guns (pew).” Josh smiles wide at him, winking before he turns, dropping down into a quick deep squat, pushing his ass out towards Austin as he stands before making his way through the crowd as Sam had done.

Both continue weaving through the tables, snatching tips out of the air as the song continues. They reach the stage, synchronizing their movements once more as they lip sync.

“I like the girls who like to lie that they came,

Girls who fuck on the train.

Girls who got so much hair on they ass, it clogs the drain.”

They both shake their asses at this before Josh splits off to the side of the stage, jumping high and landing a perfect death drop as the beat of the last chorus drops. Austin chokes on his spit as the crowd erupts, Josh rolling onto his knees continuing to dance from his spot on the floor. Sam turns, squatting low next to Josh, who falls backwards as he tosses his tips in the air, knees still on the floor as the song ends and the lights cut out.

Wolf whistles are heard amidst the deafening cheering and applause as the patrons rise from their seats to give them a standing ovation. Danny and Austin are the only ones still sitting, their minds still focused on the performance they just witnessed to notice they were the only ones not on their feet. The lights cut back on as Josh and Sam rise, Sirena taking the stage with a mic as they catch their breaths.

“Holy fuckin’ shit y’all! I’ve seen them practice that at least 50 times and even I am real fuckin’ impressed, that was fantastic! Lets give them another round of applause!” The crowd continues their applause as they take their seats, still cheering for them as Josh and Sam beam from the stage, acknowledging the crowds praise with thankful gestures. “How y’all feelin’?”

She points the mic towards Josh, still recovering from the performance. “Really fucking out of breath.” He laughs as he gulps down air, chest heaving from exertion. Sirena laughs before pointing the mic towards Sam on her other side.

“How bout you, kid?”

“Sweaty.” He grimaces before he continues, “Very, very sweaty… in very uncomfortable places.”

Sirena throws her head back as she laughs loudly, bringing the mic back to her lips. “Welcome to drag.” She turns to face the crowd again. “Now, my daughters are gonna go change and take a short break, but don’t y’all worry, we’ll be seein’ more of ‘em tonight.”

With that, Josh and Sam exit the stage, waving their goodbyes and blowing kisses to the crowd as they give their final cheers before they disappear backstage.

“We got a whole line up of amazingly talented queens and kings for the night, but, for the next,” she looks at her wrist as if she was checking the time, “Three minutes and 20 seconds, give or take, y’all are stuck with me.” The crowd whoops and hollers, and Jake brings both index and middle fingers up to his lips, letting a shrill whistle out. “So, I’d like to introduce y’all to your next performer… me!” She laughs, the crowd continuing their cheers as she hands the mic off to Sparrow just off stage before the lights go dark as she sets up for her song.

The intro starts, and Jake immediately recognizes the song, having heard it hundreds of times from many of Sebastians playlists.

“’Cause baby, now we’ve got bad blood.

You know it used to be mad love.

So take a look what you’ve done,

‘Cause baby, now we’ve got bad blood, hey!”

She steps off the stage, beginning to prowl the crowd as her persona completely switches when the song changes from Taylor Swifts part to Kendrick Lamars’.

“I can’t take it back, look where I’m at.

We was OG like D.O.C., remember that?

My TLC was quite OD, ID my facts.

Now POV of you and me, similar Iraq.”

She weaves her way through the crowd, snatching tips as she passes people, her eyes scanning the crowd as she makes sure to interact with the other patrons despite her internal desire to run over to Jake and give him all her attention. She manages to gather her restraint, keeping herself deliberately away from the corner him and the other boys occupied. Finally, with less than a minute and a half left of the song, she allows herself to lock eyes with Jake as she slowly makes her way towards him. She lip syncs with the song perfectly, letting herself take on a softer persona as the bridge shifts the vibe of the song.

“Band-Aids don’t fix bullet holes.

You say sorry just for show.,

If you live like that, you live with ghosts.”

She brings her hand up to slightly brush his hair back, her hand trailing down the side of his face and jaw, pushing it up slightly to bring his face closer to her own, ghosting her lips against his. Just before they make contact, she backs away, her arm continuing down his arm and grasping the bill in his hand, taking it from his grip and taking steps back, away from him as she grins. She keeps her eyes on him as she backpedals through the crowd towards the stage.

“Band-Aids don’t fix bullet holes.

You say sorry just for show.

If you live like that, you live with ghosts.”

She turns away from Jake, her face obscured from him as she sings the end of the bridge, taking a running start towards the stage.

“If you love like that, blood runs cold.”

Right as it ends, when she’s about to run into the end of the short stage, she jumps, flipping in midair as she lands a perfect aerial, landing and dropping to her knees as the beat drops, throwing her tips in the air for further effect. She lets them rain down on her as the crowd erupts, losing their minds at the move she pulled off. She finishes the song with every bit of energy she had started with, gratefully accepting the thunderous applause and cheers from the crowd. Her eyes search through the throngs of people, looking for one specific man. She finds him, eyes locking with Jakes as he stands applauding her, a massive grin on his face as he lets out various whoops. He whistles loud once more, spurred on by the eye contact with Sirena.

Feeling a tap on her arm, Sirena looks over to see Sparrow holding the mic out for her expectantly, snapping her attention back to the show from where it had strayed to nothing but thoughts of Jake. She turns the mic on, checking it before starting her thanks and next introduction. “Oh lord, thank y’all so much. That shit just busted my knees but I had a fun time doin’ it and I hope y’all enjoyed watchin’!”

The crowd grows impossibly louder, showing their support for Sirena as they take their seats. “Now, y’all gotta give me a minute to catch my breath but, in the meantime, we got a whole crew of performers lined up for y’all tonight!” She introduces the next performer of the night, her sibling, Sparrow. After his performance, she comes back on stage, introducing the next, continuing this pattern as the night goes on. Jake thinks he recognizes a few names, Shimmer and Faebelle being two of them, but is lost after that point as Sirena introduces drag queens and kings he had never met in person yet.

After the last performer, she resumes her place on stage, waiting for the cheers to die out before she starts. “Now, I know y’all are havin’ the time of your fuckin’ lives out there, and we’re doin’ the same up here; but, unfortunately, this night has to come to an end at some point. It’s only fittin’ that our two opening performers close the night as well so, it is my pleasure to reintroduce you to our last performers of the night, starting with Callie Bungah!”

The crowd cheers once more as Sirena steps off the stage and is replaced by Sam, now bathed in a soft blue light. Danny sucks a sharp breath in as he takes in his outfit change. With his brunette space buns replaced by two blond braids, his tight black tank top now a loose, soft maroon one, light blue overalls overtop it, with maroon converse replacing his short heels. Danny almost laughs as he realizes Sam looked like half “country girls” he saw around town. Sam searches through the crowd for Danny as the song begins, finding him just in time and raising his arm to point at the other man.

“You think I’m pretty without any makeup on.

You think I’m funny when I tell the punch line wrong.

I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down.

Before you met me,

I was alright, but things were kinda heavy.

You brought me to life, now every February,

You’ll be my Valentine, Valentine.”

Sam grins at Danny as he begins making his way towards him as Danny wears a matching smile on his face, captivated by Sam and heart fluttering at his song choice. Sam ignores the other patrons waving bills in the air, his focus intent on getting to Danny. He once again places himself between Danny’s legs, his hands finding his forearms as he lip-syncs through his smile.

“My heart stops

When you look at me, just one touch,

Now, baby I believe this is real.

So take a chance and don’t ever look back, don’t ever look back.”

He places a quick kiss to Dannys lips, leaving behind a dark maroon stain before he grabs the tip in Danny’s hand and turning away to interact with the rest of the crowd. Danny’s heart flutters with pure love for Sam as he watches the rest of the performance, replaying their interaction in his mind even as the song ends and Sam reaches the stage, fists full of tips. The lights cut out as the song ends, returning to their dim white setting as Sam stands on stage, waving and blowing kisses to the crowd before exiting and disappearing behind the stage door.

Sirena takes center stage again, applauding Sam before bringing the mic to her lips. “Thank you, Callie! She disappeared backstage real fast, but imma assume that number was less sweat inducing than her last one.” The crowd laughs with her, whooping and cheering their support, and she gives them a moment to quiet before she continues. “Now, last but certainly not least, I give you Elle Fernanda!”

She steps off the stage, her place taken by Josh. Austin takes the sight in, thinking to himself that his new outfit was so fitting for him. His tank top is the same, the fishnet shirt gone and his hair now bright pink coils past his shoulders, a leather chocker adorned with a metal heart at its center, with his red contacts replaced by purple ones, his short leather skirt replaced by an ankle-length deep purple one, and lastly, his tall stilettos gone as he stood barefoot.

“Happiness hit her like a train on a track.

Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back.”

No one notices the tambourine in his hand until he raises it, hitting it perfectly with each beat, encouraging the crowd to clap along with him. He smiles wide when they do, stepping off the stage and beginning to weave through the crowd, grabbing tips with his free hand as he taps the tambourine against his hip. He manages to make his way through the crowd without dropping any tips, tambourine still hitting his hip as he spins and twirls along. He finds his way to Austin, stopping in front of him as he pauses the steady beat of his tambourine when the song reaches its bridge.

“And I never wanted anything from you.

Except everything you had and what was left after that too, oh.”

He resumes the movements of his tambourine as he gently grabs the money from Austin's hand, backing away from him as he moves through the crowd once more. He finishes the song with as much energy as he had in the beginning. He bows as the crowd cheers for him and is joined by Sirena on stage as the crowd continues their applause.

“Once again, Elle, thank you for that incredible performance.”

Josh smiles at her, offering one last wave to the crowd before he exits and goes through the stage door Sam had disappeared behind.

“Thank you all for comin’ out to support us! Hope to see y’all soon!” Sirena offers as a final parting comment, before following suit after Josh and disappearing backstage as the main lights come back on. Jake, Austin, and Danny make no move to get up, taking the final sips of their drinks as they wait for the crowd to disperse.

Jake checks his phone as a message from Sebastian lights his screen up, placing it in his pocket after responding before he recites the message to the other boys. “Seb says to just wait out here, they’ll all be out in a minute.”

“Do they need our help? With all the bags and all.” Danny questions.

“Na, Seb says they can make it from the room to here with the three of them.”

They sit in comfortable silence for a few moments before Jake breaks it with a question.

“So, how do you guys feel?”

Both Danny and Austin let out a breath, sighing as they recount their thoughts and feelings from witnessing their boyfriends in drag for the first time.

“Fuckin’ amazing. Josh was, wow. And that second outfit was just so… so him, y’know?”

Jake smiles, agreeing with his statement with a slight nod. “I know, he looked so happy and at-home up there, like he was born to perform.”

“What about you, Dan?”

Danny runs his hand through his hair before speaking. “Honestly? I’m not even mad that Sam chose “Girls” just to fuck with me. That was… fucking incredible. They both were.”

They sit together, making light conversation as they wait for the other three boys to finish changing. After about 20 minutes, they appear out of the stage door, visibly exhausted and arms full of their belongings. Their boyfriends immediately shoot out of their seats, quickly making their way over to the group to take most of their bags.

“You guys were fantastic tonight!” Jake says as he takes a duffel bag on each shoulder, another in his hand.

Sebastian offers a tired smile, “Thanks, mon beau.”

“Yeah, thanks mon beau.” Sam mumbles with a sleepy shit-eating grin as he leans on Danny, who presses a soft kiss to his forehead with a light laugh.

“Shut up, Sam.”

“Both of you, shhhhhhhh.” Josh says, pausing in his attempt at handing his bags over to Austin to raise a finger to his lips, eyes half open as he glares at them.

“Y’all tired?” Austin questions, already knowing the answer as Josh rests his head on his shoulder.

He mumbles a “Mhmm.” into Austins shirt, grimacing as he remembers that Sam and Danny had carpooled with them. “Ugh, and we still gotta take Danny and Sam home, don’t we?”

“They could just crash in our guest room, I don’t know about Austin, but Seb was planning on staying over tonight anyways.” Jake offers as they slowly make their way towards the exit.

Sam’s face lights up at the comment, as much as it could in his tired state. “Sleepoverrrr?”

Danny laughs at his tone of genuine excitement, wrapping an arm around Sams waist to steer him out the door. “Sounds good to me.”

The group reaches Austins truck first, saying their temporary goodbyes to Jake and Sebastian as they head towards Jakes car parked down the street. With Josh slumped against the window in the passenger seat and Sam leaning on Danny in the back, the ride to Jake and Josh’s house is peaceful and quiet. They reach their house before Sebastian and Jake do, Danny and Austin having to encourage the brothers out of the car and finally managing to get them to shuffle their way to the front door as Austin and Danny grab their bags.

Josh pulls his keys out, struggling with the lock before Austin gently takes them from his hands.

“Here, darlin’, let me.”

As he unlocks the door, the group is flooded with headlights as Jake and Sebastian pull into the driveway, causing Sam and Josh to bring their hands up to block their eyes as they squint at the harsh light. Sebastian stumbles out of the car with a little more grace than the other two boys had, taking a few of his bags as Jake handles the rest of them. They enter the house, all dropping their bags at the door and agreeing that it would be their problem in the morning to sort them all out.

Danny taps Sam as he leans against the wall, already falling asleep as he waited for his boyfriend. “Alright, Sammy, time for bed.”

He makes a pouty face at this, attempting to argue through his obvious exhaustion. “Nooo, mnot tired.”

Josh comes to his aid as Austin begins pulling him towards his room. “Me neither.”

Jake scoffs at his brothers, already falling asleep despite having been home for less than a minute. Austin and Danny only shake their heads, sharing a small smile at the well-known stubbornness of the Kiszka brothers.

Josh leans against Austins front, looking up and batting his eyes at his boyfriend. “Can we watch a movie? Pleaseee.”

“Yeah, I wanna watch a movie.” Sam butts in, trying his best to stay awake enough to argue.

Danny sighs, knowing it was no use trying to argue with them, even in their groggy states. “Fine. But only after we get ready for bed. You still have some makeup left on your face, love.”

Both brothers smile sleepily, making silent “Yaaaay”s at their victory.

“What movie y’all wanna watch?”

Josh immediately makes a suggestion. “Labyrinth. David Bowie’s outfit is fucking phenomenal. Have it on DVD somewhere.”

“Sounds great, darlin’.” The group begins to break off in pairs, each going towards a separate room to finish taking their still-stuck makeup and wig glue off. Austin directs his attention towards Jake and Sebastian, already halfway into Jake’s room. “Y’all joinin’ us?”

Sebastian looks at Jake, shrugging before answering. “Why not.”

With that final confirmation, they break off to get ready before piling onto Jake and Josh’s couches for an impromptu movie night.

Danny helps Sam remove his smudged eyeliner in silence, humming quietly as he goes along.

“Watcha hummin, Daniel?”

His response is quiet as he begins his work on Sams other eye. “Woyaya.”

“Isn’t that that one song Josh loves?”

“Mhm, stuck in my head for some reason.”

They continue in comfortable silence and it isn’t until Danny helps Sam into a pair of sweatpants and an old band tshirt he had left at their house long ago that Sam finally speaks up again.

“Did you like the show tonight?”

Danny gently grabs his shoulders, turning the other boy before starting to work on his unruly waves, brushing the tangles out with his fingers as he begins to pull them into a neat single braid down the center of his back.

“Of course I did, love. You were amazing.”

He smiles at this, thinking for a minute before continuing. “You’re not pissed I did “Girls” just to fuck with you?”

Danny laughs, pressing a small kiss to the back of his head before wrapping his hands around his chest and pulling him close against him. “I wouldn’t say I was pissed at your song choice, but I was definitely surprised, sweetheart. But no, you were fantastic, so that made up for it. You little shit.”

Sam laughs quietly, his exhaustion muffling his words. “Mmmm you don’t mean that.”

Danny offers him a light squeeze as he nuzzles his face into the other boys neck. “I don’t.” Danny places a soft kiss to the side of his head before breaking their embrace, taking Sams hand in his own as he leads him out of the room. “C’mon, no falling asleep on me. Movie, remember?”

Sam only offers a small “Mhm.” as they make their way towards the living room, already finding Labyrinth queued up by Jake who now sat leaning against the corner of the couch with Sebastian tucked snug under his arm. Danny takes a seat on one of the small, two person loveseats next to the main couch, with Sam flopping down, half laying on Danny as he gets comfortable.

It’s not long before Austin and Josh stumble out, taking the other loveseat on the opposite side of the couch as Jake makes a move for the remote.

“See Jakey, I told you it wasn’t “too much” seating.” Josh mumbles out, referencing the argument they had had when they first bought the house on if two loveseats and a couch was overkill.

“Shut up and watch the movie.” Is all he gets in response as everyone settles in and the opening credits roll.

They are silent for the rest of the film, with Josh and Sam falling asleep against their partners not even 15 minutes into the movie, Sebastian following suit soon after. The three boys that remained awake share various chuckles and head shakes of “I told you so”, knowing they would all give them lighthearted shit about it in the morning.

They all fall into a deep, comfortable sleep by the end of the movie, peacefully tucked against the safety of their partners as the end credits roll.

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Songs mentioned:

Girls- The Dare

Bad Blood- Taylor Swift ft. Kendrick Lamar

Teenage Dream- Katy Perry

Dog Days Are Over- Florence + the Machine

Woyaya- Osibisa

[uncleclam]

Hey, a question. What kind of unusual couples would you make with Ryan's characters? I mean, I don't know... Richard x Ken or Lars x Alan, etc. What would be your unusual couples?

Not sure if they’re unusual but heres what i like:

K x Ken: make them both crotchless or K with ED. Ken can fit for everyone tbh, but i like their chemistry.

Seb x Jacob: suit kink pairing, just two classy looking men with an empty soul and broken heart. Surprisingly matching and extremely hot.

Richard x Dan: love this pair simply because i love watching my beloved character get tortured (dan)

This is so fun btw, we should all do this! Give me your top 3 rg character pairings, sth like that—

[ilovejevsjeans]

2017-Bonus- Spa- Sharing the podium with his besties!

[kinardgo]

i know a portion of you will probably drop off the face of the planet after this, without seb, dan, or mick to watch for. that's fine, interests come and go. but to anyone who might not be here for the start of the next season, thank you for all the fic, the gifs, the edits, the stupid ask games, the dumb nicknames and inside jokes, the tags, the uquizes, the memes, the ridiculous live blogging and the race recaps. it's been considerably more fun with you all. feel free to hmu for my ig if you like (or my discord is jaybird#7093). thanks for the laughs you bunch of silly gooses x

[bwoahtastic]

In omega lessons there are only a few omegas, what about all the other alphas and betas who aren't mated with an Omega? Are there more alpha x alpha or alpha x beta couples? (I'm sorry if this has been asked before and I forgot)

Oh for sure there are some more! I think I heavily suggested Charles ie confused by it because he is taught omega/Alpha relationships are most preferred, probably because outside of F1, Omegas aren't as rare

But ofc we have hulk/Kevin as alpha/Alpha couple and we also said Lando likes being with Alphas so maybe Lando/Carlos?👁👁

Also I think most will have slept with other Alphas, especially the pack Alphas because they don't only need to care for the Omegas ofc, they care for everyone!

(Also Lewis and Dan kinda have a thing going with ornwithout seb)

[crimechannels]

By • Olalekan Fagbade BREAKING: Major Shake up as IGP Egbetokun redeploys 26 CPs 14 AIGs [full list] The Inspector-General of Police, IGP Kayode Adeolu Egbetokun, has ordered the posting and redeployment of 40 Senior Police Officers comprising 14 Assistant Inspectors General of Police and 26 Commissioners of Police to various Commands and Formations in the country. According to a statement issued by Force Public Relations Officer, CSP Olumuyiwa Adejobi, in Abuja on Thursday, the move is part of the NPF mandate to have a professionally competent, service driven, rule of law-compliant, and people-friendly Police Force, and to reflect the new status of senior officers who were just recently elevated to their next ranks. The statement says: "The AIGs posted and redeployed are hereunder listed; i. Zone 7 Abuja– AIG Ogundele Joshua Ayodeji ii. Zone 11 Osogbo – AIG Patrick Ogon Edung iii. Border Patrol FHQ– AIG Badru Banji Lawal, mni iv. Zone 8 Lokoja – AIG Bartholomew N. Onyeka v. DOPS FHQ– AIG Suleiman A. Yusuf, mni vi. FCID Annex Alagbon Lagos – AIG Idowu Owohunwa vii. Maritime Lagos– AIG Rhoda Adetutu Olofu viii. Zone 13 Ukpo Dunukofia Awka – AIG Godwin N. Aghaulor ix. ONSA Abuja– AIG Effiom Emmanuel Ekot x. CTU FHQ Abuja– AIG Anene Ndu Innocent xi. Zone 16 Yenagoa– AIG Odama Paul Ojeka xii. Zone 4 Makurdi– AIG Ebong E. Eyibio, mni xiii. Zone 17 Akure - AIG Adebowale Williams xiv. Investment FHQ Abuja - AIG Sahabo A. Yahaya, mni." "Similarly, the 26 newly posted/redeployed Commissioners of Police include; i. Benue State- CP George Chijioke Chuku ii. Jigawa State- CP Ahmed Abdullahi Tijani iii. Niger State- CP Dan Mamman E. Shawulu, fsi iv. Gombe State- CP Usman Hayatu v. Imo State- CP Danjuma Aboki vi. Rivers State- CP Disu Olatunji Rilwan. vii. Taraba State - CP Joseph Eribo. viii. Osun State- CP Isyaku Mohammed ix. Safer Highways FHQ- CP Mohammed Barde x. PPP DLS FHQ- CP Polycarp Nwonyi Emeka xi. Anti-Human Trafficking - CP Shehu Kabir Abubakar. xii. Border Patrol FHQ - CP Lawal Babatunde Ayodeji xiii. Maritime Lagos- CP Emmanuel Agene. xiv. Admin Airwing- CP Jude M. Azuka. xv. Commandant Police College Kaduna - CP Dan Sabo Idi. xvi. Force Provost Marshal - CP Ibitoye Rufus Olajide. xvii. INEC - CP Adamu Ngojin Isa. xviii. Procurement DLS FHQ - CP Nwanosike Wodi Okocha xix. PSO to IGP - CP Johnson Oluwole Adenola. xx. PAP Western Port Lagos - CP Olanrewaju Olawale Shola. xxi. Int’l Investigation INTERPOL - CP Shelleng Umaru Yusuf. xxii. SEB FCID Abuja - CP Emmanuel Aina. xxiii. Info-Tech ICT FHQ Abuja - CP Miller Gajere Dantawaiye. xxiv. Director NPF-NCCC - CP Henry Ifeanyi Uche. xxv. DOPS FHQ Abuja - CP Vungmoh S.M. Kwaimo. xxvi. Commandant Police College Ikeja – CP Fasuba A. Olabode." "The Inspector General of Police has charged the newly posted/redeployed officers to work in tandem with the Force policy and support the agenda of government for economic recovery and growth as well as socio-political development of the country. He also stressed the importance of entrenching professionalism and diligent policing services to all officers and men under their command, while calling on them to partner with all relevant stakeholders to bring policing closer to the people. "The posting is with immediate effect."

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PAPER RINGS — one shot.

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

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NOTE: happy 26th birthday to charles! i wrote this on a whim, but i really wanted to publish something for his birthday but also because i'm weirdly inspired lately and i'm trying to take advantage of it😭 (had to repost bc it wasn’t showing up in the tags)

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yoursername our little getaway 🌊

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charles_leclerc The most beautiful woman ever

⤷ yoursername i’m the luckiest to have you

⤷ charles_leclerc Not luckier than me for having you

ynfan1 they're so hot i can't

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ynfan3 i need a man who'll take me to the beach when it's winter

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⤷ lilymhe who invited you to this conversation again?

⤷ alex_albon Oh.

charlesfan2 some of you don't understand, but they are my parents... they just don't know it, but they are

charlesfan3 where can i get a charles leclerc of my own?

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landonorris responded to your story!

landonorris

If you want him to propose you need to SAY IT

Charles cannot catch a hint to save his life

yourusername

…

i’m manifesting it

landonorris

This is how you manifest?

No wonder he hasn’t proposed yet

yourusername

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text me back when you’re in a relationship

landonorris

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charles_leclerc When I first went ring shopping the man at the counter asked me how shiny and how big I wanted the ring to be. I remember you telling me that while you liked shiny things, you'd marry me with paper rings. I had no doubt in my mind that you'd adore any ring I got you, but still, one ring wouldn't suffice.

My love for you is infinite. I hope that I get to see you laugh for as long as I live, that you always rant to me about the books you read, that you feel safe with me.

You were always the one I wanted, even when you wore Red Bull merch because they invited you to the paddock.

You'll always be the one I want.

I can't wait to marry you, ma vie.

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yoursername it's you and i forever 🤍

⤷ charles_leclerc Always 🤍

pierregasly I better be the best man

⤷ arthur_leclerc I think there's a clear answer here...

⤷ lorenzotl And it's not either of you

carlossainz55 Felicitaciones! Ya era hora de que se comprometieran 😂 Congratulations! It was about time you got engaged

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leclerc_pascale Quelle bonne nouvelle ! J'ai hâte que Y/N fasse officiellement partie de la famille 😊 What great news ! ! can't wait for Y/N to officially become part of the family

⤷ charles_leclerc Merci, maman. Nous t'aimons ❤️ Thank you, mum. We love you

⤷ yoursername merci beaucoup de m'avoir acceptée dans votre famille 🫶 thank you very much for accepting me into your family

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⤷ charles_leclerc Danke, Seb!

landonorris Did she cry? Be honest.

⤷ yoursername charles, if you answer that you're sleeping on the couch.

⤷ landonorris YOU SO CRIED

⤷ yoursername says the guy who cries when there's fish near him...

⤷ landonorris Look at you shaming people for their fears

⤷ charles_leclerc I don't know if I should be concerned or not