For Today I Only Have 4 Things To Rant About:

For today I only have 4 things to rant about:

1. CHARLES WON, CHARLES FUCKING WON AND I HAD TEARS IN MY EYES, I WANTED TO CRY SO SO BAD LIKE THAT WAS EMOTIONAL IM SO HAPPY HE WON, his podium celebration with Max😭😭🥺🥺

2. MAX PODIUM, GO BABY ORANGE LION

3. LEWIS PODIUM, HE LOOKED SO PROUD AT CHATLES

4. DANIEL FUCKING RICCIARDO BACK IN POINT LETS GO BABY KI KI KI RA

Ok im finish

Texan Night (DR3)

It’s COTA and I’ve been waiting for it since earlier this season cause man Daniel in 2021 COTA was just something.

Words: 1.7k

Warnings: blowjob (m receiving), voyeurism

Pairings: Daniel Ricciardo x reader

Synopsis: everything happened in Texas stays in- oh wait that was Vegas right

She never understood Daniel’s infinite love for Texas but he always looked so happy that she couldn’t bring herself to be away of this ball of happiness. She’d never tell this to Daniel but his confidence in his Texan cloths and the atmosphere was such a turn on.

That night they were gathered in a small pub, she had no idea how Daniel found this place but the only ones there were their group of friends, even the bartenders left them alone for some privacy.

The group consisted of Daniel, Corey, Scotty, Michael, Blake, Rob and her. Sure she was the only girl of the group but that wouldn’t stop her from spending time with her man.

A round of untouched shots were on the table as they drunkly laughed at something, she didn’t know what but the sound of laughter had her laughing too hard that she doubled on the chair, some of their companions shook their head in disappointment.

Daniel giggled and took a sip of the beer in his hand, he was totally drunk but he knew he could consume more alcohol, he brought his hands up and started talking in that awful Texan accent “alright alright alright, everyone shut up, I wanna tell a joke”

Scotty slammed his bottle on the table “oh everyone stop talking the great Daniel Ricciardo wanna tell a joke”

“Oh please piss off Ricciardo” Corey made a gesture

“Stop bullying my best friend all of you, please Daniel go ahead” Michael was the most sober out of them.

She stumbled out of the chair, trying to focus on her steps as she walked towards Daniel who was standing in the middle of the room, head held high “Dannyy don’t listen to them, I wanna hear you” she drawled a word and stared lovingly. In that moment she was no better than him. Daniel threw a hand around her waist keeping her close “thanks baby, they hate me so muchhhh” he dramatically added syllables to his words.

She loved being in his arms like this, pressed against him and staring at his flawless face with his new shaved beard that she felt it on herself in morning.

“So you guys know Sarah, right? Precious little Sarah?” He started speaking like a preacher, the rest agreed with a nod even though none of them knew who Sarah was.

“One day Sarah’s teacher says they gonna learn multi- syllabus words, and asks students to give examples, our Sarah is so smart so she volunteers” he made his voice squeaky “me, Miss, me me”

At that point she was just staring at Daniel and the way he was speaking, the shot in her hand long forgotten, the rest were paying attention as if it’s a big important speech. She let her hand wonders, not caring if they have audience, she felt his firm muscles under her fingers and went lower.

“The teacher asks Sarah to say her words, and you know what she says?” She giggled at his dramatic pause “she says: mas-tur-bate” and the room exploded in big loud laugh. Corey and Blake almost went red.

Daniel barely got himself to speak “no no wait listen. Then Miss tells Sarah “wow that’s a mouthful” the Texan accent was back.

The alcohol in her system made her daring, she placed her hand in front of his tight jean, feeling him through the jean. Daniel glanced at her hand and arched his eyebrows at her but didn’t protest and continued “then sarah says” he did the squeaky voice again “No Miss you’re thinking of a blowjob” everyone was quiet until Daniel broke down laughing, bringing her down with him, the rest followed.

He turned his face and stared intensely at her “and you little miss, you are also thinking of a blowjob” he accused.

She pressed her hand against him, now completely hard “and what if I am?” She raised her eyebrows, daring him to continue. In response he only did the same but she had other plans, she placed the shot on the nearest table and dropped on her knees in front of him.

Everyone stared shockingly, not believing what was happening but the two didn’t mind. His finger trailed her lips and her hands started unbuckling his belt “are you really gonna do this here, sweet?” He said cockily, lowkey impatient to have his girl giving him a blowjob in front of his friends.

“Yes we are” she answered, and pulled back his jean and underwear, freeing him from the tight pants.

His hand grabbed the hair on back of her head, pushing her to him, nudging her plump lips with the tip “then take it”

Her fingertips teased the pre cum leaking, her tongue licking it off, she loved the salty taste, feeling the popping veins on her tongue, knowing she is the reason. She was obsessed, he hissed at the feeling of her wet tongue on him. She closed her eyed and took all of him in her mouth, tears gathering in corner of her eyes, someone cheered behind her “oh look she is going for it, she went all in, go get it girl!” Between the haze of lust, alcohol and his cock in her mouth she couldn’t recognize the voice.

Her tongue licked him clean and she used her hands as an assistant, Daniel felt the muscles in his stomach tightening anytime she would drag her tongue on his length “open your eyes, look at me” she listened and looked up at him, tears running down her cheeks at the intensity. He bite his lips at her sight on her knees, taking him all in and gagging “she is doing so good isn’t she?” He asked from the audience, not really expecting an answer. The guys around them could just watch, the scenery was truly something in dim light of the pub.

Daniel pulled her hair and pushed her to himself once again, this time controlling her head and he started to fuck her mouth, he watched her drooling on her chin and felt himself twitching “you’re doing so well for me” he praised her and she felt the wetness between her legs.

She looked up with pleading eyes, his free hand cleaned her wet cheeks “just a little more, god I love your mouth” this time he thrusted a bit harder and kept her firmly, “this feels heavenly, I pity these losers for not getting the same treatment” he let go and moaned, muscles tightening and he released in her mouth, she took it all and kept in on her tongue, needing to taste it longer. Daniel picked the shot and ordered “open your mouth” he poured the entire whiskey shot in her mouth, some of it dripping of her chin. He pulled out, grabbing a tissue of nearest table, cleaned himself and pulled up the jean and the underwear. The rest watched in complete awe, none even knowing this side of them.

She tried to stand still but her legs wobbled and she hung up on Daniel, his hand grabbing her. He grabbed another tissue cleaning her chin “you did really well on your knees” she smiled and pulled him for a filthy kiss, tasting his lips, she didn’t shy away from biting down on his lips, Rob drank with eyes wide open and let out a low “holy shit” at the scene.

“Ok now you two are being so gross” Scotty complained, making an ew sound.

Daniel stared at him with poker face “jealous mother fucker”

She wiggled in bed with sore body and opened her eyes, Daniel’s face was pressed against the pillow and she just wanted to squish him. Sleepily he dropped his hand on her naked back “hey there, morning”

She put her head against him “hey, did we do something last night? I’m sore” she whined.

He yawned, robbing his eyes “I absolutely do not remember shit” it was same for her.

Daniel’s phone dinged on the table next to him, he rolled over and grabbed it, reading the text from Corey saying they’re at breakfast.

She giggled and slapped his ass jokingly, causing him to laugh “but why we’re naked?” In her mind she laughed at how ridiculous the question was, the answer was obvious.

“Because my girlfriend is so handsy, I made it easy for her, come on they’re waiting for us” he said, aiming to stand up but her hand on his face stopped her. Her fingers traced his face, as ridiculous as his beard was, anytime she looked at Daniel she couldn’t look away “sorry, you’re too good looking”

He raised his eyebrows questionably “oh? That’s why you’re touching my beard?”

She rolled over the bed and stood up “absolutely”

They decided to postpone the shower and made their way towards the elevator, for now a clean pair of underwear would suffice. During their ride, she took a note of her sore throat.

When they arrived, all eyes on table turned to them and Scotty murmured “gross” under his breath.

Michael tried his best to act normal and smiled “good morning you two, slept well?”

She rubbed her head “yes just hangover, and sore throat, I think I’m getting sick”

Everyone at the table shuffled, Rob spoke “let me tell you sweetheart, you ain’t getting sick”

Corey dropped his hand behind her chair “you ok? All good?”

Daniel looked like he had no clue what was going on “ok what’s going on?”

“You don’t remember?” Blake asked, looking at them with his glasses on bridge of his nose.

They both tried hard, but all they remembered was when they went to the pub and the rest was a blur. Everyone exchanged a glance with each other and then fixed on Michael.

Michael couldn’t believe he was about to tell his best friend and his girlfriend that she gave him a blowjob in front of everyone, he took a sip from his fancy floral cup of tea “well you see” his eyes changing between them, he looked at her “you” then his eyes went on Daniel “gave you a blowjob”

“How do you know that?” Daniel questioned

“Because she did it in front of us you dummy” Corey said, running out of patience.

Daniel’s hand went over his mouth to muffle his laugh, she wanted to melt on the floor. Corey continued “though, prop to you girl, you did well, proud of ya”

She put a hand on his shoulder “thanks man really appreciate it”

“You should teach my second wife how to do it” he continued

“What happened to your first wife?” She questioned

“That’s not even all, then he pulled you up and kissed you while you literally tasted like his dick, gross” he made a face at them, Daniel was laughing hard, not even trying to hide it, she slid lower on her chair in shame.

“Look no judgment here” Blake pointed out, but that didn’t make her feel better.

“At least was I good?” She asked, cheeks bright red. Daniel gave everyone around the table a “don’t you dare” look and turned to her “I think your sore throat and sore cunt tells you how good you were for me” he said, lips curling into a smirk

“Oh my god, I’m not gonna appear anywhere near any of you for the next decade”

Im obsessed with edits and I present Daniel Ricciardo in his CEO era:

What mclaren been doing with Daniel’s situation is absolutely unacceptable, they’ve been setting up to take the fall for far too long and they need to be called out (even by other teams) I can say for sure that none of Daniel’s previous team principals would do such a thing, hell they didn’t even back him up online! No like no retweet no repost NOTHING

Tattoos (DR3 one shot)

I’m being so into writing lately huh, here’s another one inspired by this post from @unluckyhoneybee

Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x redbull! driver

Words: 756

Warnings: mention of sex

She waited outside the door for the press conference to start, they were going inside in group of 3 and she was paired with Lewis and Daniel. The Lewis part was more than fine, but Daniel part not too much. Not that she had anything against Daniel, quite the opposite, they had a thing going on which she was unable to put a name on it. They started getting closer when Daniel moved to Renault and she came to take his place. He was kind enough to offer her that she can go to him if she ever had an issue with the car, or Christian Horner and as Daniel said “if Max was being a brat”

Conversations on track turned to late night talks with snacks and wine which turned to sex. They’d kiss each other, make out, fuck, race, analyses the race together, then would go to a hotel room and fuck all the frustrations out of each other. It wasn’t something they’d hide intentionally but they wouldn’t mention it too.

She stood aside and watch the group of current drivers doing the conference when Daniel appeared in his black/yellow shirt and Renault hat, he had more beard on his face than usual and she knew it was because she told him she liked it when he go down on her with beard.

“Hello, RedBull can looks better in your hand than mine” Daniel spoke with wide smile, if she wasn’t surrounded by people she would kiss that pretty smile

“Oh yeah? If you missed it so much you can have mine” she offered him the can

“That’s the one thing I absolutely did not miss” he was never a big RedBull drink fan.

They fell in silence, she touched her hat feeling uncomfortable but nonetheless kept it on her head. She stared at him, all her biased feelings aside he was truly a handsome man. Without thinking she put her hand on his cheek, feeling the roughness of his face. Daniel froze in his place, not wanting to push away her hand, she gave him a small smile and murmured “handsome” before pulling away her hand. He released the breath he didn’t know he kept.

“Is it our turn yet?” Lewis asked, cutting the tension.

They went in and Daniel and Lewis being mean boys, put her right in the middle.

They answered questions about racing, Daniel was asked about his move to Renault and she was asked about being in a team like RedBull, taking the place of Daniel Ricciardo and meeting expectations.

“I want to change the subject and ask between all 3 of you who has more tattoos?”

Daniel went ahead with a laugh “I’m no competitor when these two are here, I announce my surrounded” he sat back to watch her and Lewis discussing tattoos.

“That depends” he turned to her “I’ve seen some inks on you, that’s all you got?”

She shook her head “no I got more”

“Really? I’ve never seen them” Lewis said

“Yeah most of them are on my chest and back, I’m almost covered”

Daniel peaked into the conversation with mischievous smile “she has this super cool snake between her breasts” shooting her a look. Few people in the room gasped at his announcement.

Lewis laughed and looked at Daniel curiously “how the fuck do you know that?” He knew it was a rhetorical question, the answer was obvious.

She sat back, shaking her head and hiding her face in her palm as the conversation went on.

Daniel was enjoying himself a little bit too much “actually I’ve seen all her tattoos, and not just her tattoos” she sank further back in her chair as Lewis laughed ridiculously, still talking to Daniel “so you can confirm she has more than me?”

He smirked, giving him a thumb up “can confirm she does”

Lewis leaned into his microphone “I think we have a winner” while pointing at her.

With her hand still on her face she let out a muffled laugh, bringing her hand up and slapping Daniel on his chest, causing him to yell “ouch that hurt”

“Do you have anything to add?” The journalist asked her.

She finally faced the room, shooting a “I know what to do with you later” glance at Daniel that was replied by a wink.

She leaned into the mic, making her cap backward and took a big gulp of her Redbull can “I have no further comment to make, thanks” she left the seat and basically ran away, leaving Lewis and Daniel to laugh harder.

Mystery of love (Maxiel one shot)

Hello people, last night during a conversation and sleepy haze at 3-4 am I thought I might fuck around and write a little Maxiel piece and here we are, thanks to my bestie for not talking me out of it

Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x Max Verstappen

Word count: 1.7k

Warning: none

Also you can listen to this, I think it matches

No one could deny how good looking Daniel Ricciardo was, it didn’t matter if you were a man or woman, he was undeniably hot.

Max always thought he was, never gave it too much thought because that’s what everyone else thinks. Yet he couldn’t help but linger on his compliments, friendly-sometimes- inappropriate touches and his effort to make him laugh. No one has ever tried to coax a laugh or smile out of Max and since his first arrival in RedBull Daniel had made this his sole mission. He’s been there for him in ways Max wouldn’t even expected from a teammate but Daniel was so selfless and light hearted, he’d give without expecting anything in return, he’d put up with him being grumpy and awkward, would try and light up the atmosphere during debrief sessions. During an occasion when Max was not in the mood to sit and listen to the way the race went wrong, Daniel simply surprised him by touching his hand, Max would like to think he wasn’t phased by his warm hands, soft touch and slander fingers but he couldn’t deny the way his heart seemed to skip a beat.

Daniel on the other hand was very intrigued by his teammate who seemed like a grumpy cat most of the time, he wanted to do his best and bring him out of his shell, to let him relax and laugh as carefree as him. At the end of the day Max was one of the youngest on the grid and as his teammate he wanted to make him as comfortable as possible, he knew he shouldn’t but anytime something would go wrong for the younger he couldn’t hide the way him, too would also feel upset. But nonetheless would put on a smile and crack a joke, it was always such a relief to watch the tension leaving Max’s body and his shoulder relaxing.

The buzz in RedBull garage was so high after the double podium, even though Max and Daniel were separated by Lewis no one was complaining. Daniel’s loud laugh could be heard at every corner of the garage, music playing loud enough to annoy the teams next to them. Max changed from his sweaty race suit as soon as he could but Daniel was still walking around in his, which now had a mixed smell of sparkling wine and sweat. The smell was too familiar with Max when Daniel appeared next to him “that was some gorgeous driving on track Max, you did so well, proud of ya” he grinned wide, genuinely happy that his teammate has won.

Max returned his smile just as big, pulling him for a hug without minding how wet his race suit was or how sweaty he smelled, he felt like his cheeks blushed by the firm hug Daniel returned but was sure people would think it’s because of the awfully hot weather. Max didn’t pull away completely “you did well too, we brought in a double podium”

The pair started walking towards the back of the garage, actively discussing the race they had. Daniel was walking ahead, turning his head from time to time to signal that he was listening to Max.

Max made a gesture with his hands, trying to remake the circuit “the first turn was crazy, I’m glad nothing bad happened”

Daniel turned and gave him his full attention, he’d always do it when Max was giving him explanations about the track, not intending to look distracted in his eyes “yeah I know, also nice move on Lewis you really got him there”

Max’s face bloomed at his compliment, he always felt a deep warmth anytime Daniel would tell him he did something good during a race “ah thanks mate, you weren’t so bad yourself on Bottas, that overtake was a classic”

Daniel turned his face away to hide the pink blush appearing on his face and kept walking towards his driver’s room with Max walking behind.

Somehow without giving it much thought Max ended up in his room, throwing himself on the only available piece of furniture “I’m really tired man, but what a race” his aching body relaxed and it suddenly hits him what was going to happen. Without a care about the fact that Max was sitting there, Daniel unzipped his racing suit and threw it on the floor, sighing out of relief, next came his white fireproof suit that was drenched in sweat and it landed straight on the pile on the floor. Max couldn’t get a word out, it was true he had seen this scene more times he’d like to count, but he never stopped being amazed at how good look Daniel looked. Leaned body and bronze sun kissed skin, the ink adorning his right thigh that he had never admitted to anyone in his life just how much he liked it, ripped stomach and chiseled chest, the result of long training sessions. The muscles of his biceps had him mesmerized the way he moved his hand and grabbed a dark blue RedBull shirt, the scene was gone as soon it had arrived, later his thigh tattoo was hidden by a short.

Daniel turned and glanced at Max who didn’t shy away from staring, he giggled at his face expression “I put on a show for you didn’t I”

Max blinked a few times to clear his head “what? Yeah yeah that was quiet a show you did there”

Daniel didn’t reply, instead sat down next to Max, both pressed against each other on the tiny leather sofa, he leaned his head backwards and moved closer to him, completely closing the distance left between them.

Max turned his head to look at his face in close approximate, eyes closed, long eyelashes casted a slight shadow over his skin and his curls were a mess on top of his head, his mouth had a tiny smile on and Max couldn’t help but to smile back subconsciously.

“I’m so tired that I just want to get to the hotel and sleep on a soft bed” Daniel whined, not knowing how the youngster next to him was eying him. At some point he felt a heaviness of a stare and opened his eyes, Max was taken aback but didn’t back down, curious to see how far he wanted this to go. Daniel moved his body and faced him, his elbow supporting his head. The soft expression on his face and his kind eyes had Max relaxed, deep down he knew Daniel would never react too harsh but he couldn’t be sure about this.

Daniel’s face remainder unchanged, the whole interaction made Max feel like something has crawled under his skin, somewhere between the haze of win and his own feelings he leaned in closer, close enough that they could easily kiss but he suddenly stopped, his brain reminding him that what if Daniel didn’t want this, what if he gets mad and walks out and would never want to see Max’s face ever again.

On the other hand Daniel was silently begging Max to go ahead and just do it, even if it was one time he was very willing and eager to let it happen, he tipped his head forward to show that it is ok by him, their forehead slightly touched. Daniel blinked and his eyes were fixed on his face, patiently waiting to see what the next move would be “you know It’s fine, I’m ok with it if you are” Daniel spoke in low soft voice, trying not to urge him to make a decision if he had decided he didn’t want to go ahead. The words settled the commotion in his chest and Max leaned closer until their lips met, both of them took their time, trying to enjoy the feeling of their lips locked and the way each of them kept sucking at each other’s lips. Max’s hand were aimless until Daniel grabbed his hand and locked their fingers, the gesture had his heart leaping in his chest. He got bolder and kissed harsher, even though Daniel was the most experienced one he let Max lead this the way he wanted and was comfortable with cause he was aware the first time kissing your own sex can complicate your senses. Daniel was pushed back by the force of kissing, he finally dared and put his hand on back of his head, fingers playing with his short hair.

Max couldn’t deny how good the kiss was, he knew Daniel was older and therefore more experienced but the reality was a lot better. He kept it light and sucked his lips between his like never before and drove Max crazy.

Max let go of his hand so he could easily cup Daniel’s face and not break the kiss, still not getting enough of the way it was happening. He put both of his hands on sides of his face, the beard under his fingertips felt so good and he couldn’t help but to rub his thumb on his skin over and over, this had Daniel to lose his control for a second and bite his lips but he liked it.

Both continued kissing until the air was completely knocked out of their lungs and they had no choice but to separate and catch their breath. Daniel looked over to see how Max was doing, he needed to know if he regretted it.

“Wow, that was the best kiss I’ve ever had” ok he definitely wasn’t regretting it and Daniel was thankful. Max’s eyes landed on Daniel who has been quiet since they stopped and he started rambling “Daniel I’m so fucking sorry man, fuck I didn’t really mean to do that, I understand if-“

Daniel leaned in and pecked his lips hard in an attempt to shut him up “you know Max sometimes you really need to shut up” the sentence was said with a giggle that Max laughed at it cause he was right.

Before standing up and leaving, Daniel’s fingers touched his hand in assurance, he walked towards the door and glanced at Max “you coming or not? I don’t know about you but I can use a warm embrace and hotel bed now”