#verstappen pets

[33max]

A Guide to The Verstappen Dachshunds 🐶

The Verstappen’s have owned dachshunds for over 30 years (according to Jos!) and as a dachshund lover myself I thought I would put together everything I know so far about the Verstappen sausages.

Spyke

Spyke is the most well known Verstappen dachshund as he was Max’s best friend for 11 years. Spyke lived with Jos and Max, until Max moved out, and then Spyke stayed with Jos.

Spyke died at the very end of 2020 and Max bid an emotional farewell to him on Instagram.

Zigi

Zigi is often confused for Spyke (as let’s be real they look the same) but Zigi is actually Sophie’s dog.

He is currently 14 years old and doing well! I think he had a sister called Zaza but I have not managed to find out very much about Zaza.

@tyrannosaurus-maxy also made me this gifset of Zigi (and Zaza?) from Max Verstappen: Whatever It Takes as Max fusses Zigi and Zaza in the video and they’re often spotted in the background.

Like here, where Zigi is watching Max play fifa.

Holly

Holly is a new addition! She lives with Sophie and Zigi. There is not currently any photos of Max with Holly and when there are you will know about it as I will likely combust.

Holly is an Isabella (this is a diluted colouring and makes me sad 😭) miniature smooth haired dachshund, which actually makes her different as up until now it appears the Verstappen’s have only owned miniature wire haired dachshunds.

Others

Jos does currently have a miniature wire haired dachshund but I am not sure of the name, however… here it is!

I believe this is Zaza? (Sophie’s dog and Zigi’s sister)

And then here are some more photos of Holly and Zigi!

(you can find all of these images on max, victoria, sophie, and jos’ instagram account and some are insta stories that I’ve saved because I’m obsessed with verstappen sausage dog lore)

THANK YOU FOR READING AND FEEL FREE TO SEND ME ANY VERSTAPPEN SAUSAGE INFO 🫡

[inchidentalmeowmeow]

Im not saying they look like each other’s pets but…

THEY TOTALLY LOOK LIKE EACH OTHER’S PETS RIGHT???

[blueberry-obsessed]

Pov: You're Max Verstappen, and this is the first thing you see after a long while of sim racing

[blorbocedes]

russian grand prix 2019 drivers parade

jenson is asking who he should ask a question to first and chooses lando. lando's about to say max (as in ask max) and max goes 'norris' and pets lando's head unprompted and lando just repeats him "max...norris? 😀 why max norris?" and then max gives the most bullshit answer of all time

you can see lando's brain short-circuiting in real time as max pets them and then he's careful placing his own back and touching max's

[xcharlotteclaire]

Max sneaking Daniel into the COTA paddock like

[mothlau]

Hi ! For the kink game, for lestappen/leztappen please : 24 and 28 thank you and have a good day 👋

soooo sorry for the wait beloveds, works been killing me dead. anyway, here's leztappen being in love and shit. pushing my any prns for max and girl penis agenda one pwp at a time!!!! (kink meme here)

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The cat ears feel heavy atop Charles’ curls, in spite of how light the material is meant to be. They’re cheap things, something she bought from a Halloween store in London as a joke, something that was meant to be worn once, and then thrown away and forgotten. Except, here she is, with the stupid cat ears on, stupider fucking tail plug buried in her ass, and the ugliest blue collar wrapped tight around her neck.

All because of a stupid fucking bet.

A bet Charles should have known better than to take part in, especially when Max had that knowing light in her eyes, a look that should have made it obvious that Charles was bound to lose. But still, she played, like the stupid goddamn fucking idiot that she was.

She bet that she would not burn their dinner, that for once in her life she could cook, not get distracted and, subsequently, turn their chicken into charcoal. But then, stupid Max Verstappen had to go and change into her stupid skin-tight shirt as soon as she got home from her workout session. And Charles was just… supposed to act normal about it? As if that’s possible when her gorgeous lover is walking around dressed like she’d just walked straight out of one of Charles’ fantasies.

So she burned the chicken. Turned it into something beyond human comprehension, so black and charred that they had to throw the pan away.

Which is why she’s here now, dressed like a cat.

A fucking cat! Her! When she obviously is a puppy, she said so countless interviews too! And Max knows it, she knows that Charles prefers to act like a dog when… when– She’s not a cat, no matter how much Max tries to convince her otherwise.

Charles huffs, fixing Max with a glare as the woman simply grins at her, perched on top of their bed, legs slightly parted so that her hard-on is obvious in her ugly gray shorts. Charles is feeling lightheaded.

“You’ll pay for this,” she settles on saying as she climbs next to her lover, taking her rightful seat in her lover’s lap. His thighs are hot and thick under Charles’ ass, underneath her soaking pussy. It’s not her fault that Max spent ages with her face between Charles’ legs, eating her cunt and ass to get her ready for their cock and the fucking plug.

She’s desperate for it.

Max simply continues to smile, as if they don’t believe a single word that Charles is saying. And they don’t, because Charles knows her lover like the back of her hand and she is well aware of how far her threats can go. Spoiler: they don’t go anywhere; absolutely useless.

“Come here, kitty,” Max urges her, hand held out, like a peace offering. If Charles could, she’d bite it off. But she doesn’t want to be punished today, the kitten play is punishment enough. “C’mon, kitten. Don’t be a bad girl now.”

Charles will bite her. Preferably starting off with her cock; maybe even her tits. She’s not picky about what part of Max she gets to chew on.

Instead, she huffs and takes the offered hand, letting her lover guide her so that she is properly seated atop her lap, the head of her cock just barely pressing against Charles. She could sit on it now, slide right down until Max is buried to the hilt in her warm, tight pussy, but she knows she can do better than that.

She can be good for her daddy, even when her daddy is being a bully and forcing her to wear the ugly cat ears.

Because she may not be a cat, but she is a good girl.

With a deep breath, Charles leans forward, placing her hands over Max's shoulders and digging her fingernails into the flesh of her neck. It's a warning. Don't push your luck, Charles thinks as she brings her lips to Max's, kissing her. Her tongue slides against the seam of Max's lips, the other woman opening her mouth with a soft moan, letting Charles take the lead.

"Kitten," Max whispers, bringing her hand up to the back of Charles' neck, pulling her in closer, deepening the kiss. "Kitten, you're so pretty, so fucking beautiful."

"Yeah?" Charles asks, grinding her pussy against the base of Max's cock, biting her lip as the movement causes the plug inside of her to move. It's uncomfortable and weird, and Charles isn't sure if she likes it. But the look on Max's face when they first slid the tail in was more than worth it.

Max nods, hands moving down to grab onto Charles' ass, squeezing it, pulling her open. "Yeah, so pretty for daddy. You're so good, kitten, such a good girl."

Charles whines, leaning her forehead against Max's, panting softly. "Please, daddy. Please, please, I need you to fuck me. Please?"

Max kisses her again, swallowing Charles' whines as she lifts her off her cock and sets her on her back. She moves in between her thighs, pushing them wide open, fingers ghosting against her soaked pussy, tracing her wetness. Charles is embarrassed to find that her tail is soaked, that she's dripping.

"Daddy," she whimpers, trying to pull her tail out, wanting the pressure of Max's cock to take its place. "Please, fuck me."

"Okay, okay, baby," Max soothes her, hand rubbing her thigh. "I'm gonna make sure it catches this time, alright?"

Charles nods, tears pricking the corners of her eyes. She's been on the verge of crying ever since Max had first slid the stupid fucking plug into her ass. "Okay," she breathes, watching as her lover lines the head of his cock with her entrance, teasing her by rubbing his cock against her clit, pushing just the tip into her entrance.

It's the worst form of torture.

Max pushes her cock inside of her in one smooth thrust, making her gasp, her nails clawing at Max's arm. "Oh my god," Charles moans, trying to wrap her legs around their waist, trying to get them deeper, to feel every inch of them inside. "Max."

"Good girl, kitten," Max says, bending over her, pressing kisses along her jaw. "My perfect little kitten. Fuck, I'm gonna–"

Charles cuts her off with a kiss, licking into her mouth. "Move, please."

Max does, she pulls out of her before snapping her hips forward, her cock sinking back inside. It makes Charles dizzy. She feels like she's going to float away.Her lover keeps her pace slow, her thrusts short, making sure to brush her cock against the sweet spot inside of her. "Fuck," Max grunts, "kitten, you're so good, you're always so good for daddy. I love you."

"Love you," Charles breathes, reaching her hands up to grab onto Max's shoulders. She digs her fingernails into her skin, making her hiss and fuck into her harder. "Max, please, more."

Max, because he obviously hates his lover and wants Charles to hate them just as much, smirks at her. “Are you gonna meow for me, kitty?”

Charles doesn't even think before she leans upwards, sinking her teeth into the side of Max’s neck.

"I'm gonna come, kitten," Max tells her, her thrusts getting harder, deeper, hitting Charles just right, sending her into a frenzy.

"Yeah," Charles nods, feeling her own orgasm building in the pit of her stomach. "Yeah, come, daddy, fill me up. I want it, please."

Max moans, dropping her head onto Charles' shoulder, panting.

Charles cries out as she comes, her body tensing as her orgasm takes over her, leaving her feeling dizzy and blurry around the edges. She's gasping, her chest heaving, as Max continues to fuck her through her own orgasm, clearly uncaring that Charles’ body is shaking with each thrust.

"Stop, stop, Max, I can't," she says, slapping Max's arm. "Can't take anymore."

Max laughs, collapsing on top of her, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. "That was really good."

Charles hums, closing her eyes. She's exhausted. "Mmhm."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Charles murmurs, her head lolling to the side as she presses a kiss to Max's temple. "Yeah, just tired."

"Wanna shower, kitten?"

Charles shakes her head. "Nah. I wanna stay here. With you. Like this."

"Okay, kitten," Max smiles, wrapping her arms around her and holding her close. "I love you."

"Love you more.”

They stay like that, wrapped around each other, until Charles speaks again: “And I'm burning the ears.”

Max laughs, but she doesn't argue against it.

[maxverstappendaily]

I miss Max being active on social media

[formula-archive]

redbullracing: A new member to the family 😸😸😸

And here is Donatello (Also is the cat named after teenage mutant ninja turtles? Because I love that)

[33max]

nino is literally saying no dad no I don’t want to go for a walk let me sit next to your warm computer NO DONT YOU LIFT ME UP NO DAD I AM NOT GOING

[chaoticlandworlder]

Wdym thr's ppl sitting on high horses finding fault with Max for getting a dog

[maxliamsource]

Max also shared that the dog is called Nino 🫶🏻 (18.01.2025)

[jeosey]

new franco/lando interactions, new norstappen interactions, and new carlando interactions

i m going to explode 🙏🙏🙏🙏

[stormflowers54]

Kitty to the Max

Max Verstappen x Checo Pérez

18+!!! mdni

Word Count: 1k

Warning?: petplay, I think that’s mostly it, they get it on

A/N: Very short and kinda rushed, I wrote this in about an hour, but I hope you enjoy!!

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Checo yawns and stretches as he sits at the table across from Max, who is eating his cereal peacefully while scrolling on his phone. The warm sunlight of a late summer morning dances over them and the table through the windows, illuminating Max’s pale skin. Checo tilts his head, observing the man across from him before speaking,

“You look beautiful this morning, leoncito.”

Max looks up from his phone at the older man, a goofy, groggy smile spreading across his face, “You don’t look too bad either” he snickers mischievously.

The older man rolls his eyes and sighs, his eyes still roaming over Max’s features. He admires the mole adorning the younger man’s lip, the blue hue of his eyes, and the red tint splattered on his cheeks, because Lord knows the boy won’t wear sunscreen. “God forbid I compliment you… Just for that, we get to clean the house today.”

The loud, dramatic groan that escapes Max’s lips is almost comical, acting like he’s being subjected to torture. “Are you serious?” the younger man asks incredulously, in total disbelief.

“So dramatic, of course I’m serious. You can clean down here and I’ll clean upstairs, deal?”

Max huffs and rolls his eyes, standing up from his chair and treading over to the sink to clear his bowl out. “I’m taking that as a yes,” Checo murmurs, standing up and giving Max’s ass a small squeeze before heading upstairs to start straightening up.

After roughly an hour of cleaning, Checo is clearing out their nightstands on each side of the bed, when he opens Max’s bottom drawer. His eyes widen in surprise as he takes in the items laying in the drawer, not expecting this from his boyfriend. He grabs the items and walks over to the top of the stairs, “Maxy! Where are you at?” he calls out, trotting down the stairs in search of the younger man.

Max perks up, hearing Checo’s voice calling for him. “Cleaning the office!” he calls back, dusting the shelves of their shared home office. The younger man’s eyes widen as he sees Checo walk over and what items are in his hand.

“Care to explain?” says the older man, his eyebrow cocked, giving his boyfriend a questioning look. In his hand are a few items, cat ears, a jingly collar, paw socks, and last but certainly not least, a tail plug. Max’s face instantly lights up like a Christmas light, a red hue painting his skin. “Are you hiding something from me, leoncito?”

“Well uhm- uh- it’s hard to explain”

“Are you into petplay, gatito?” The words escape Checo’s lips like they’re nothing, the affectionate nickname lighting up Max’s face even brighter. “You want to be my little kitty?”

Max can’t help but bite his lip, letting out a small whimper before nodding, his head hanging shamefully. Checo sees the look on his boyfriend’s face and frowns, stepping closer to him. He tilts Max’s chin up with a curled finger, forcing him to make eye contact.

“Don’t be ashamed leoncito, you can’t help what you like” he murmurs, his breath hitting Max’s lips. “It doesn’t hurt that I think it’s really hot, either”

Max’s eyes go wide and he looks down at the older man, his lips parting slightly. “You think so?”. He steps closer to Checo, looking vulnerable and needy. What kind of man would Checo be to deny his needy, hot boyfriend?

Soon enough, Max is on his knees in front of Checo, sporting the kitty ears, paw socks, a collar, and that sinful tail plug. Nothing else. The older man brushes his hand through Max’s hair, admiring the beauty of his boyfriend like this. “Why don’t you go ahead and hop up on the bed, leoncito, on your back”

Max, of course, follows the orders obediently, exposing his gorgeous pale skin as he lays on his back. Checo takes in the sight before running his hand over the younger man’s stomach, admiring every little feature. “You’re like an angel sent down from God himself, just for me.”

The younger man can feel his cock twitch as the words fall from Checo’s lips, and it sure as hell doesn’t go unnoticed. “Excited for me, I see, hm?” Checo teases. He starts to lightly brush the back of his knuckles over Max’s throbbing hard-on, teasing him ever so slightly. “Can you meow for me, gatito?”

Max’s eyes widen as he hears the question. “Meow?”

“Yes, I want you to meow for me.”

Max gulps nervously, but nonetheless, he relents. A small, scarily realistic “mrrrow” escapes his lips. Checo moans, tilting his head back as he hears the nose. “You have no idea how sexy you are, do you, gatito?”

Before the younger man can even think to respond, his cock is already in Checo’s hand, being slowly stroked. He lets out a soft gasp, his hands grabbing onto the sheets. The pleasure of the stimulation after being teased is almost overwhelming, his brain going foggy. As Checo continuously moves his hand against Max’s cock, the older man can feel his own arousal growing.

“O-oh god, Checo, feels so good” Max blabbers, his words becoming mumbled and mixed up, completely overwhelmed with pleasure. Checo can feel his boyfriend’s upcoming release, and moves his hand faster.

“C’mon leoncito, come for me, give me those sweet noises you know I love”

The words alone are too much for Max’s foggy and and he can feel his warm release running down his cock and Checo’s hand, meowing and purring as he comes down from the high. “Such a good kitty” The older man murmurs, toying with the tail on the plug.

He can feel his own arousal growing as he observes Max. “Come here, kitty, on your knees for me, beautiful”

Max immediately obeys, crawling off the bed and onto his knees in front of Checo. The older man unties his sweatpants and lets them drop, before shimmying his boxer briefs off as well. The expression on Max’s face makes him smirk, feeling his ego inflate.

“C’mon leoncito, I know you like to suck.”

[janesurlife]

I will accept only ONE outcome from this, if they give carlos community service and then he and max can go to a pet shelter together.

[maxcuntstappen]

Day 1 of Lav's Ficmas <3

8 Tips to Meet and Greet Your Boyfriend's Cats for the First Time [3k]

Relationship: Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen

Tags: Tooth Rotting Fluff, Happy, Cat Dad Max, Established Relationship

Summary:

Max laughs before looking at Sassy again, “You need to look at her, Charles. She looks so cute. She’s just sitting there, watching us, tilting her head.”

Charles wants to look at that so bad, wants to see how adorable Sassy must be looking but..

“I can’t. I don’t want to stare at her and scare her off.”

“There’s a difference between staring and looking though, baby.”

“I know but I can’t risk it.”

“Can’t risk what?”

“Her being scared of me or not liking me.”

OR:

Charles meets Jimmy and Sassy for the first time and attempts to do everything by the book, maybe not always for the best.

Read on Ao3

[skitskatdacat63]

2023 Monaco Grand Prix - Fernando Alonso(ft. Max Verstappen & Esteban Ocon)