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[cornercritter]

oughh.

and bonus doodle of the friendship ritual :D

[zeldareference]

silliests ever

the girl wonders bc i love them… sm….. girl robins i love u all…..

these goofy ahh doodles of jason and tim andddd reverse robins bc i think that AU can b pretty cool

[wishingonjellyfish]

[paranoidghosts]

The world's your stage. Happy 18th birthday miku <3

[rasoyas]

life is brief, but when it's gone? love goes on and on 🌲

— the moment, page three of three . ݁₊ . ݁˖

[bi-writes]

laswell told you all about ghost, but she didn't say he was your walking wet dream. (18+)

you're wide-eyed as you stare at him from across the conference room table. he looks positively bored—eyes half-lidded, leaning back in his chair, arms crossed over his wide chest. you try not to glance t him too often from over your laptop, but it's hard when all you see in front of you is giant, big man with thighs that thick and a head that nearly grazes the top of the doorway.

he's supposed to be your guard out in the field. it's untested tech and needs field tests, real ones, and even though you're nowhere near real conflict, it still unnerves you, the thought that you need an escort this deadly to try out your new little contraptions.

you'd do anything for the job, though, even something that feels this stupid. you'd never want to disappoint laswell; and if your company is giant, awkward brutes that look good enough to eat, you think you might be volunteering for these field tests more often.

"i-i was wondering..." you clear your throat as you push your safety glasses up your nose. ghost is watching out the window, eyes focused on the test rover you have, remote-operated as you try to guide it into position. "i-i...was...i was just curious if you were..."

"spit it out, love."

"if y-you were...just...single." you laugh, shaking your head. "stupid...stupid question, i..." you bite your lip. "course you're not single..."

ghost's eye twitches at the thought. you assumed he was taken? awkward, quiet, blunt, anti-social ghost—you thought he had someone tucked away in his bed, warming his flat? if he showed you the mattress he kept on the floor and the spare chair that he used as a bedside table, he know you'd think differently.

ghost's chest puffs a little at the thought. swells just like his cock does with ego and confidence—there's a pretty girl that wants him in her mouth and in all her little holes, and if the way he strapped her too-big tactical vest says anything about her, it's that she's got great tits and a wet pussy.

you're interrupted by a soft, flashing alarm on your tablet in your hands. you gasp, shuffling towards the window, giggling with delight when you notice your device is working. laswell is going to be so excited! you bend over, leaning against the windowsill, not even realizing that the big bear you just propositioned yourself to now has a nice view of what you look like bent over. he squeezes his hands into fists as he watches. it'd take no effort at all to fit his gloved hands into your pants and shove them just enough to have you.

ghost brings you back without so much as a scratch, just as he promised laswell. you're bouncing on your toes, passing the tablet over to her, giggling and gasping and pointing to the raw data that you can show on the screen. laswell is smirking the entire time, looking over your shoulder. she's barely paying any attention to you and focusing on the way that ghost hasn't left the room yet, heavy gaze still focused on your ass as his hand twitches at his side.

trigger-happy, biting against the fleeting patience in him.

"i've got a call," laswell interrupts, standing. she puts her hands on your arms, squeezing, and your mouth closes as you stop talking, embarrassed. she smiles, patting your shoulder. "good girl, you are. why don't you debrief ghost, and he'll write it up and get back to me, huh?"

"oh—" you clutch the tablet to your chest. "o-oh yeah. of course. sorry."

"no need to be sorry," kate shrugs, gathering up her things and going to the door. "hasn't done a thing wrong, has she, lieutenant?"

no, ghost thinks. she's such a good girl.

that's why you take his fingers so nicely. jaw slack, wet eyes blinking up at him, lashes flutter as you suck soft on three scarred fingers like the sweet thing you really are. he asked you to keep your hands down, and you squeeze the sides of the chair you sit in tight with them, willing yourself not to move as you glug and suck on the sour, heavy taste of his skin. he pets your tongue, blunt fingernails grazing along the back of your mouth, and he grumbles with satisfaction when he feels your spit glob and drip down your chin.

such a wet girl, you are, everywhere it seems.

you're such a good girl laid out on the desk, too. knee bent around his hip, the other thigh as far back as you can get it so he can lean over you and fuck you with the same three fingers he just had in your mouth. he's gentle with it though, soft, calloused thumb on your clit as he brings his fingers back in such a wavy, warm motion, and your toes are curling, and you're bouncing underneath him trying to keep the rhythm steady. it's soooooooo cute seeing you this way—babbling brook of a girl, reduced to nothing but whines which his hand just past your knickers. adorable little cunt, despite the size of your thighs and the soft of your middle, you're squeezing so tight, sucking him in, and he already knows it's gonna feel too good to pull out when he's got himself cock-deep.

"s-so...so you are single?"

truth be told, even if he wasn't, he'd give it all up to have this pretty pussy, he knows that much.

he chuckles, all low and warm, and you reach up to clutch at the back of his neck, pulling him down towards you. you stare right into those dark eyes, all sad and pathetic and sweet, and you cup those cheeks over the mask.

he doesn't answer. he just tilts his head to the side, and you reach for the zipper of his cargoes.

he makes you feel like prey. like you are nothing but something he caught to serve up and eat, but you can't help but feel like you're a willing participant. you know what it is he wants, it's in those eyes, and you hope it comes. a bitter end, he's salivating for it, and you want it because you know it'll feel good, even if it kills you.

it hurts. he's big all over, but you expected as much. he's easing into you, cooing at you like you're a mare he has to tame, muttering between curses, "easy, easy," as if taking his cock isn't a fucking olympic sport, and you're going for gold.

you thought he might be too insecure to fuck you somewhere like this. where anyone could walk in and see him, but the more you take his cock, the more you realize ghost would rather be caught with his pants down than with his face uncovered, and he's pressing your thighs wider apart so he can hook his arms under your knees and fuck you hard enough to make you wail. your back arches, arms flailing until you can grab onto his forearms and dig your nails into him, and ghost leans his head back when your cunt squeezes him, getting wetter with every movement and slicking him up so much, he's having a hard time keeping steady. you like this. you like him this way, nasty and mean and taking what he wants, and he needs to feel you come so your cunt never forgets the shape of him.

your eyes roll back into your head when he hits it deep, angling your hips up with a grunt. he nearly pulls out of you so he can soak the front of his mask with your pussy, but he tells himself the most important thing is making you come around his cock, and he needs to focus, not get distracted by a sweet treat.

fuck, he fails. he pulls out, using the inside of your thigh to nudge his mask up just a little, and there are tears coming down your face when he hikes you up even more, just your shoulders touching the table, as he licks through your folds before sucking on your clit. he has to nose between your pubic hair a little before he finds it, laughing with delight when your hand falls and bangs against the table as you try to gain some composure. he breathes out through his nose, nostrils flaring, and you start to cry from how good it feels when he tosses your legs over his shoulders and slips his tongue inside of you.

his head clears. the world feels smaller. there's a squirming, pretty thing gushing onto his tongue, and everything feels good again. his trigger finger is too occupied. his murderous thoughts are static noise when you're moaning like that. he doesn't dream of dark skies or loud noises or loss because you're everywhere around him, and he feels good, it tastes good, so good, i like it i like it i like it—

he groans when you come in his mouth. tongue cupped to swallow mouthfuls, like a dog drinking water, long fingers digging into your hips to keep you still as he dips his head and licks from one hole to the other.

when he sets you back down onto your back, he hisses when he realizes he came, too. cock hanging heavy, cum dribbling down his cargoes. he takes a gloved hand and gives himself a warm tug, and he grits his teeth as he feels himself coming back to life, watching you whimper there and reach down to touch your puffy clit. you use your fingers to spread your folds again, and ghost's mouth twitches, nearly a smile, as he realizes you want him to go again. going for gold, indeed. well, maybe simon's not single.

not anymore.

[raspberriessoda]

MY GIRL!!

[thechaoshuman]

I can't tell if y'all are tired of Skylar or not but I'm sure not so YOU GET MORE SKYLAR

Him being my favorite oc:

having a favorite oc is so embarrassing like hey guys heres a drawing of them. here’s another one. bet you can’t guess what the next drawing is about. here they are again. hey check out this scene i wrote about them. haha drew them again. you won’t believe who i just drew

[crowwkui]

hi love your yuri batcat art!!! could i humbly request some yuri clois?

thank you so much!!! ✿✿✿ i haven't really drawn much lois yet, so i hope you don't mind me scribbling some explorations for her alongside the clois doodles also threw in a jimmy olsen ;D

[kissandtellus]

To Serve: Xavier Bulgin’ Edition

Synopsis: Xavier treats his Queen as if she could shatter under his touch, but behind closed doors….he NEEDS her.

Warning: Size Difference, Tummy Bulge, tearing of clothes, talks of pregnancy, Size difference, filth.

A/N: HOW COULD I FORGET XAVIER YA’LL? I THOUGHT I POSTED THIS!

King Xavier. Such a gorgeous, well-mannered, strong-willed ruler.

Men, women and everything in between looked up to the King of Philos.

But Gods above was he work for your wrecked fucking hole.

His Queen, who wore the most extravagant dresses but was modest to the common-folk. Oh, what would the villagers think if they saw you, knees to your ears, gown torn and stomach bulging with King Xavier’s sword?

The conversation had started simple enough. You were only trying to go over the details of the Spring Festival. But somehow talks of what wine to have at brunch turned into him deep in your guts.

His large, sword-calloused hands squeeze every inch of your breast and thighs he can reach. You can feel every inch of his royal cock stretching you open, hitting spots that make your vision blur. He leans over you, as he whispers harshly in your ear.

"Is this what you wanted, my Love? To be fucked by your King?" He growls, thrusting deeper into you, emphasizing each word with a powerful stroke. "To have your royal cunt filled by my cock?"

You choke back a broken sob, head lolled to the side. The remnants of his brutal bite marks mar your pretty skin. “I-if only they knew how much of an ANIMAL, his Royal Highness is…”

Xavier snorts at your words, his hips moving like a pent up stallion as he continues to fuck you mercilessly. "-and what would they think, my dear Queen, if they saw their beloved king fucking his queen like a common whore?"

His hands, still covered in the cold, sharp gauntlets of his armor. Tear through your gown to see what he craves so much.

His elders and the court have been nagging him constantly about an heir.

And here, right under the flesh of your belly, he could see his cock stretching you so far it was visible through your skin.

His breath catches at the sight of your prim little pussy wrapped around his cock, visible through the ruined fabric of your gown. One gleaming gauntlet moves to your belly, pressing firmly against it to feel.

He presses down on the bulge and you wail, heels coming undone around your ankle.

Xavier's eyes darken with lust as he watches your reaction. He presses harder, feeling his cock throb inside. "My Queen, soon your womb will be full not only of my cock," he growls, thrusting deeper and harder. "-but a Crown Prince."

You cry out through pleasured tears. “G-Gift me an heir, your highness!” Your thighs quiver, walls pulsating around his length

"Such a good Queen," he praises harshly, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "Asking for my seed." He presses harder against your belly, already picturing how round and plump you’ll become with the future of Philos. "I'll give you an entire litter if you keep begging like that."

He takes off his crown with one hand, laying the cold, ragged crown against your currently empty womb. The long strands of blonde hair cocooned around you both as he completely entraps you with his body, rutting like an animal.

"Your belly will be heavy with my sons," he growls against your mouth. "Your breasts will leak milk constantly, dripping through those overzealous gowns." His hips snap forward, knocking into your cervix. "-and all the nobles will know who put those royal pups in you."

Then-

He’s ejaculating. It nearly knocks the wind out of you, if you also weren’t milking him for every drop.

Xavier buries his face into your neck as he comes with a guttural moan, emptying his heavy balls deep inside you. You can feel every hot spurt painting your walls, his crown pressing firmly against your stomach like he's trying to force his semen into your womb through sheer pressure alone.

“Takeittakeittakeit!” He whispers against your flesh. He’s murmuring something, a prayer in a language you aren’t familiar with.

His voice is low and urgent as he murmurs the prayer in an ancient Philosian dialect, begging the gods to accept his offering and implant his seed deep within your womb. His hips jerk weakly against yours with each word, milking out the last drops of his royal essence into your fluttering cunt. "Fill her, great Philos..."

Months later, the little wooden sword he had crafted for you, now rests in the chubby fingers of a son.

Healthy and bright eyed and blonde.

[almostavenger]

ava: 😎✌️👻

[cressidagrey]

System Failure - Chapter 23: Monaco

Pairing: Max Verstappen x Dr. Anastasia "Ana" Wolff (Original Character)

Summary:

Max Verstappen to Mercedes? The paddock is buzzing. The media’s in meltdown.

Dr. Anastasia “Ana” Wolff, Mercedes’ notoriously brilliant, emotionally unavailable lead systems engineer and Toto Wolff’s eldest daughter, is not handling it well.  Because Max isn’t just a potential signing, he’s the man she’s been sleeping with in secret for nearly a decade.

And if the rumours are true, and Max Verstappen really is joining Mercedes, then Ana’s carefully compartmentalised world is about to explode.

Warnings and Notes: George Russell Bashing. Questionable Engineering Science...also Questionable work ethic. Difficult Family relationships. also I am gonna warn for Sexual Assault. I would consider that it counts, other people may not. Also Danica Patrick Bashing because I needed a bad guy. Let me know if I missed something else, and I'll add it!

(Also apparently I need to add this following disclaimer: There's this magical thing in a fic called character development and plot. If there was neither of those there wouldn't be much of a fic. So yes, characters will make stupid decisions and act in a way that is not very smart.)

As always big thanks to @llirawolf , who listens to me ramble

Wolff Residence, Monaco - 30 July 2025

Ana walked him to the door because she didn’t trust herself not to.

Her wrist still throbbed beneath its brace, and she was exhausted—bone-deep, soul-deep—but she couldn’t let him leave without seeing him off properly. Not after everything.

Max’s hoodie was rumpled, hair mussed like he hadn’t truly slept since Spa. She could see the tension braced in his jaw, the way his fingers flexed restlessly like they needed to be on a steering wheel, or—God help her—on her.

“They’ll be waiting for you in Budapest,” Ana said, words catching in her throat. Her voice was rough from lack of sleep, from crying, from trying to hold it all together. “Media day. Setup. Everything.”

“Yeah.” His gaze didn’t leave her. “I’ll go. I just—” He exhaled, shaky. “I don’t like leaving you like this.”

Ana’s chest pinched. “I’ll be fine. Susie’s here. Jack too.” She managed a weak smile, though it felt like a crack in porcelain. “And you’ve got a race to win.”

“I’ll be back after Sunday,” he said softly. His eyes searched hers, careful but steady. “Four days. That’s all. You’ll barely have time to miss me.”

She gave a brittle laugh that wasn’t really a laugh. “I already do.”

His face softened. He reached out, brushing his fingers feather-light over her good hand, then tracing the edge of her wrist brace like it might burn him. “If I could stay, I would.”

“I know.” Her voice cracked. “I don’t want you to.”

He tilted his head, brow furrowed.

Ana swallowed, forcing herself to keep speaking. “You’ve waited ten years for me to get my act together. I’m not about to stop you from doing the one thing you love. Just…” She hesitated, the words tangling sharp in her chest. “Come back safe.”

Max’s throat bobbed. For a long moment, neither of them moved. Then, slowly, he lifted his hand to her cheek. His palm was warm, calloused, grounding.

Her heart stuttered. Because it was him. Always him.

When George had grabbed her, forced too close, her body had screamed — panic, revulsion, every nerve set on fire. Even thinking about it made her pulse race and her stomach twist.

But Max—

With Max, it never felt like that. It never had. Even the first night, all those years ago, it had been steady where the rest of the world was chaos. Not force, not fear. Just heat, just gravity, just him. Different. Always different.

She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to pretend none of the last week had happened, that her body didn’t still tense at the thought of unwanted hands. But the thought crept in unbidden—what if it didn’t feel right anymore? What if George had ruined even this?

Max must have seen it on her face, because he didn’t move closer. He just tilted his head, his voice low and careful. “May I?”

Her chest tightened. She should have hesitated, she knew. But it was Max. Max, who had never once taken without asking. Max, who had waited a decade for her to catch up.

She gave the smallest nod.

And when he bent, when his lips met hers, it was different. Not the frantic weight of George’s unwanted mouth, not panic and recoil.

This was Max. Steady. Familiar. The kiss was soft, careful, and achingly patient, as if he was reminding her that she had all the control.

Her breath caught in her throat—and then, slowly, her body remembered. This wasn’t fear. This was Max.

Warmth bloomed where panic had lived for days, her chest loosening as she leaned into him.

It always felt different with him.

It always had.

When he pulled back, he was searching her face, eyes frantic like he was afraid of what he’d see.

Ana’s lips trembled, but she managed a whisper: “Still feels like you.”

Max exhaled, shuddering, and pressed his forehead against hers. “Always me,” he murmured. “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” he whispered. “And until then—you’re not alone.”

Her lips trembled. “Just… be safe.”

“Always,” he promised.

And then, finally, he let go of her hand.

She stood in the doorway long after he’d gone, lips still tingling where his lips had touched hers—proof that not all touch had to hurt.

Not with Max.

Never with Max.

***

Text Messages: Toto Wolff & Fred Vasseur

Toto: Fred. Did you know about Max and Anastasia?

Fred:  Ah. So the secret is out at last.

Toto: Don’t “ah” me. You were there when Max nearly punched Charles, and you didn’t think to mention this to me?

Fred: I was busy stopping two hotheaded twenty-year-olds from throwing punches in the paddock. It was… how you say… obvious.

Toto: Obvious.

Fred:It wasn’t exactly the moment to draft a memo to you.

Toto: Fred. This has apparently been going on for ten years. Ten. Years. And you said nothing.

Fred: To be fair… Ana never said a word either. I assumed if she wanted you to know, you’d know. (Also… watching you find out now is much funnier than it would have been in 2016.)

Toto: This is not funny.

Fred: It’s a little funny. Your star engineer. Your new star driver. Ten years sneaking around. And you, Mr. Control-Everything, completely oblivious. You have to admit, it’s poetic.

Fred: What did you want me to say? “By the way, Toto, your daughter is with Max, please don’t kill him”? You’d have killed him.

Toto: And you found it amusing not to tell me?

Fred: Very. Watching you glare at Max for years thinking it was just rivalry while he was sneaking off with Ana the whole time… Chef’s kiss.

Toto: Fred.

Fred: Relax, mon ami. He loves her. That much even I could see. If anything, you should thank me for not telling you then. Would have been… explosive.

Toto: Explosive?

Fred: Yes. Now you only want to strangle him. Back then you would have buried him under the Monaco harbour.

Toto: You find this very funny.

Fred: I find it hilarious. Besides, Ana is happy. And if she’s happy, you’ll forgive him eventually.

Toto: …We’ll see. ***

Hungaroring, Budapest, Hungary - 31 July 2025

Jos had expected Max to arrive to Hungary with a storm hanging over his head. After the chaos of Monaco, after the damned leaked video and George Russell’s suspension, Jos had braced himself for a son wound tight enough to snap.

And Max was tense—Jos saw it in the hard set of his jaw, in the way his stride ate up the paddock asphalt like he wanted to crush it under his boots. He looked murderous, and Jos thought, Good. A bit of fury keeps your edges sharp.

But then there was the other part.

The one that made Jos blink.

Because beneath the fury, Max looked… light. Almost buoyant. His shoulders, normally hunched from the weight of expectation, seemed straighter. His eyes—dark, yes, but also alive in a way Jos hadn’t seen in years.

It was unnerving.

“Papa,” Max greeted, dropping his bag by the motorhome steps. His voice was hoarse from travel but carried an energy Jos didn’t miss.

Jos folded his arms. “You look like you’re about to fight someone and win the lottery. Which is it?”

Max’s mouth twitched into something dangerously close to a smile. “Both.”

Jos narrowed his eyes. “Explain.”

And then it tumbled out. About Ana. About Monaco. About how she’d said it—finally said it. I love you too. About sitting at her bedside, about her hand in his, about how he wasn’t leaving her no matter what the world thought.

Jos stared at him.

Max was practically glowing under the anger, like someone had split him in two—half ready to tear Russell apart with his bare hands, half dizzy with the relief of finally hearing words he’d been waiting a decade for.

“Jesus Christ,” Jos muttered, dragging a hand over his face.

“What?” Max’s brows furrowed, defensiveness already twitching at his shoulders.

Jos shook his head, half a laugh escaping. “You’re in love. Properly, stupidly in love.”

Max didn’t even deny it. Didn’t roll his eyes or scoff like he might have at twenty. He just nodded, slow and sure. “Yeah. I am.”

Jos exhaled through his nose, a strange weight pressing into his chest. He’d wanted his son ruthless, untouchable, armored against everything the world could throw. And yet here Max was, stripped bare by some Wolff girl, looking both more dangerous and more alive than Jos had ever seen him.

Murderous and giddy.

God help them all.

***

Transcript: Sky Sports F1 – Hungarian GP Media Day Warmup

Simon Lazenby (host): “Welcome back to Sky F1’s coverage here at the Hungaroring. Media day has barely started, but of course, the big story this week isn’t on track — it’s off it. The leaked video that’s been circulating online, showing George Russell in an incident with Mercedes engineer Ana Wolff. Mercedes has since issued a strong statement condemning the breach of privacy and confirming legal action is underway. Joining me are Nico Rosberg, Jenson Button, and Danica Patrick. Let’s dive straight in. Nico — your reaction?”

Nico Rosberg: “My reaction? Shock. Anger. Absolute disbelief that something like this happened in the Mercedes garage. I’ve known Toto for years — I’ve known Ana since she was a teenager. For her to be put in that position, by one of her own drivers, is disgusting. And the fact it’s now leaked for the whole world to see? It makes my stomach turn. It should never have happened in the first place.”

Jenson Button: “I agree with Nico. Look, we all understand that Formula 1 is a pressure cooker — but that’s not an excuse. Ever. The video is very clear. Ana said no. She tried to pull away. That’s not a grey area. That’s a line being crossed. And George… he’s going to have to live with the consequences. Suspension is the bare minimum.”

Danica Patrick: “Okay, but hang on. Let’s just take a step back. I’m not defending George, but context matters. We’re talking about a driver under immense pressure, his contract uncertain, emotions high. Sometimes signals get misread—”

Nico Rosberg (cutting in, furious): “Danica, no. Stop right there. Misread signals? Are you serious? We’ve all seen the same video. She clearly pulled away. She clearly said no. There’s no ‘misreading’ that.”

Danica Patrick: “I’m just saying—people make mistakes. It might not have been malicious. Maybe he thought—”

Nico Rosberg (snapping): “No. No. That’s exactly the problem. Excusing it as a ‘mistake.’ She had to punch him to get away! She broke her wrist fighting him off! That’s not some awkward misunderstanding, that’s someone refusing to listen when a woman said no.”

Simon Lazenby (interjecting, nervous): “Alright, alright, let’s—let’s keep this civil—”

Danica Patrick (doubling down): “And look, Ana Wolff… she’s brilliant, but she’s not exactly the warmest person in the paddock. She’s cold, very aloof. Maybe George didn’t always know how to read her.”

Nico Rosberg (exploding): “Oh my god. Are you listening to yourself? Do you realize how outrageous that sounds? Her personality doesn’t matter! Aloof or not, cold or not, she said no. She pulled away. End of story. This isn’t about whether she smiles enough in the garage — this is about respect, about consent, about basic humanity. Don’t you dare suggest her being professional justifies what he did.”

Jenson Button (firm, backing Nico): “Yeah. 100%. I’ve met Dr. Wolff. She’s serious, yes. Focused. But that’s her job. It doesn’t give anyone permission to cross boundaries. This isn’t on her. This is on George.”

Nico Rosberg (heated, leaning forward): “I will not let this become about her personality. I have two daughters. A wife. If we’re going to sit here in 2025 and still say women have to smile and be approachable to be safe? No. Absolutely not. If you can’t understand no, you don’t belong in Formula 1. Period.”  You don’t excuse this. Not in 2025. Not ever. We need to call it what it is: completely unacceptable. End of discussion.”

Jenson Button: “Yeah. I’ve got to agree with Nico here. The culture of shrugging things off, brushing them under the rug — that’s over. We can’t afford that in this sport anymore. George crossed a line, and Ana Wolf paid the price for it physically and emotionally. That’s not on her. That’s on him.”

Danica Patrick (quieter, defensive): “I’m not saying she’s at fault. I’m saying maybe George didn’t realize how far over the line he’d gone in the moment—”

Nico Rosberg: “That’s exactly why he shouldn’t be in that seat. If you can’t realize that a colleague telling you no means no, you don’t belong in Formula 1. Period.”

Simon Lazenby: “…Alright. Strong words from Nico Rosberg there. Clearly, this story is going to dominate paddock chatter for the weekend, but we’ll leave it here for now. Coming up after the break: Jenson heads down to McLaren to chat with Andrea Stella about their upgrades for Hungary.”

***

Twitter: Burn down the Patriarchy

@/womeninmotorsport: Danica Patrick really just said Ana Wolff is “cold and aloof” so maybe George misread her??? 💀💀💀 girl what decade are we living in

@/f1academic: Just to be clear: ❌ Consent ≠ personality ❌ “Aloof” ≠ “unclear” ❌ “Cold” ≠ “try harder” Ana said no. That’s it. End of lecture.

@/pitwallgossip: the bar was literally on the floor and danica still tripped over it on live tv.

@/nicoRosbergFans: Say what you want about Nico, but THANK GOD he snapped. Danica tried to blame Ana’s personality?? Nope. Not on his watch.

@/engineergirlie: Ana Wolff: PhD, systems lead, literal brains behind half of Mercedes’ power unit success Danica: “she’s not warm enough” The misogyny is showing

@/gridtea: This whole broadcast was: Nico – furious (dad mode) Jenson – calm but firm Danica – manages to say the most 1950s sentence of 2025

@/f1lawyerlady: Important reminder: in harassment cases, victim personality is irrelevant. No = no. This was not “miscommunication.” It was misconduct.

@/valterribottasfan: danica calling ana aloof when she’s literally a systems engineer who’s supposed to be in the data all day…?? sorry she’s not doing PR smiles while stopping a 1.6L hybrid from exploding

@/drunklando: Nico screaming “I have daughters” and Danica saying “but she’s aloof” was the most unhinged 2 minutes of Sky F1 I’ve ever seen

@/chaoticfernando: Danica: maybe Ana is just cold Me: maybe George should’ve kept his hands to himself

@/f1chaosfeed: danica patrick really said “maybe he misread signals” live on sky… in 2025??? while nico rosberg was about to combust on the desk 💀💀💀

@/pitwalltea: nico rosberg was fuming. “SHE HAD TO PUNCH HIM TO GET AWAY” — and honestly? he’s right.

@/kimiantonelliupdates: not nico becoming the feminist icon of the day while danica is out here caping for george 😭

@/GP2enginepls: danica’s take was SO tone deaf. Nico losing it was the only correct reaction.

@/maxieluv: nico rosberg 2025 feminist redemption arc >>> whatever that was from danica.

@/garageinsider420: Sky really let danica patrick say that nonsense and then Nico Rosberg went nuclear on live TV. popcorn.gif

@/oscarsbreadloaf: jenson button’s face during that whole exchange = me trying not to scream at the tv 😬

@/landoismydad: Nico went from 0 to “angry german dad” real fast and honestly?? needed.

@/womeninmotorsport: Danica really just said Ana Wolff is “cold and aloof” as if THAT excuses what George did?? Misogyny really comes in all flavors huh.

@/charlesmymonaco: rosberg was shaking he was so angry. good for him. someone needed to shut that down fast.

@/gp2enginepls: jenson quietly but firmly backing nico >>>>> we stan allies who don’t let sexist garbage slide.

@/pitlaneprofessor: The way Danica tried to center Ana’s personality instead of George’s actions??? Nope. Nico was right to cut her off.

@/oscarsbreadloaf: Ana being “cold” has as much to do with this as what coffee Toto drinks in the morning. zero.

@/womensgrid: This is why women don’t report. Because even in 2025, you have people like Danica Patrick saying “maybe it was a mistake” when a woman literally broke her wrist fighting a man off. Disgusting.

@/valterrisfinnishgin: Man, Nico was about two seconds away from walking off the set. And I’d have clapped for him.

@/charlesmymonaco: Danica might have just ended her Sky career. That was so tone-deaf.

@/womeninmotorsport: This is what allyship looks like. Nico and Jenson both said no excuses. Thank you. More of this.

@/oscarsbreadloaf: Imagine being Ana Wolff and hearing Danica say that on air. Makes me sick.

@/redflagrumors: Nico: “If you can’t understand no, you don’t belong in Formula 1.” The ONLY correct take.

@/leclercslap: Nico Rosberg has annoyed me for years but today? Respect. Man shut down that “misread signals” excuse instantly. #F1

@/f1chaosupdates: imagine trying to defend george russell on LIVE TV after that video. danica you’re cooked 😭😭😭

@/fernandohotlap: This is why I can’t stand some pundits. Danica was THIS close to “boys will be boys” and Nico of all people had to drag her back to 2025.

@/mercedesinsider: Sky should honestly issue an apology for that segment. The fact anyone tried to excuse George after that video is insane.

@/f1tea: danica patrick about to get cooked by the entire internet…girl log off

@/F1WomansVoice: Ana Wolff is cold and aloof’ — imagine saying that on LIVE TV as if it excuses anything. Women in motorsport don’t owe you warmth. They owe you their WORK. That’s it.

@/kimiantonelliupdates: Not Danica trying to imply Ana somehow CAUSED it by being aloof. Nah. Nico and Jenson were right to tear that apart.

@/gridtea:‘She’s aloof’ … girl, she’s an ENGINEER, not a cheerleader. She doesn’t need to smile for George Russell or anyone else.

@/f1shadowfiles: Danica really sat there and said Ana Wolff is aloof so George might’ve misread it??? The 1950s called, they want their talking points back.”

@/charlesmymonaco: The irony of Nico Rosberg being the one with the most sense in the room is wild. But he’s 100% right. Personality ≠ consent.

@/spicypitstop: Danica implying Ana’s fault: 🚩🚩🚩 Nico calling it out: ✅ Jenson backing him up: ✅ Simon looking like he wants the floor to swallow him: priceless.

***

Transcript: FIA Pre-Race Press Conference 

 Location: Hungaroring, Hungary Date: 31 July 2025 Participants:

Alex Albon (Williams)

Valterri Bottas (Mercedes)

Lewis Hamilton (Ferrari)

Moderator (Tom Clarkson): “Good afternoon, everyone. Welcome to the FIA Drivers’ Press Conference here at the Hungaroring. With me today: Alex Albon from Williams, Valtteri Bottas from Mercedes, and Lewis Hamilton from Ferrari. Gentlemen, thank you for joining us. Before we get into Hungary-specific questions — the big story this week remains Mercedes and George Russell’s suspension. It’s a highly sensitive matter, but since the video has now circulated publicly, I have to ask each of you for your reactions. Alex, can I start with you?”

Alex Albon: (Sighs, visibly uncomfortable.) “Yeah, look… I’ve known George a long time. We came up together, karting, juniors, all that. I knew he had a crush on Ana — everyone knew, honestly. He was very obvious about it. But I didn’t think he was going to go… you know, that far. Go insane with it.

I think he convinced himself that if he dated her, it would somehow secure his seat at Mercedes. Like she was the key to that. Which is… insane. Completely unacceptable. And he crossed a line. That’s on him.”

Ana is not some pawn in his career plan. She’s one of the most private people I know in the paddock, and for him to disrespect that — and her boundaries — it’s just… it’s beyond disappointing.”

Moderator: “Thank you, Alex. Lewis, if I can come to you — you’ve known the Wolff family for many years. What’s your perspective?”

Lewis Hamilton: (Leans forward, jaw tight.) “Ana is like my little sister. I’ve watched her grow up in this paddock. She’s brilliant, she’s hard-working, and she’s got one of the sharpest minds in the sport. What happened to her was unacceptable. Full stop. You don’t cross those lines — not with a colleague, not with anyone. And the fact that she’s had to deal with it publicly now, with the whole world watching because of that leak… it’s just cruel. She deserves respect. Not excuses, not spin, not whispers. Respect. I stand with her, and I think the whole grid should too.”

Moderator: “Thank you, Lewis. Valtteri, you’re back in a Mercedes seat this weekend. Can you give us your reaction?”

Valtteri Bottas: (Nods slowly, voice steady.) “Obviously, it’s not how I expected to be back here, but that’s secondary. The important thing is Ana’s well-being. She’s one of the smartest people in the paddock. People don’t realize how much of the car’s performance comes from her work — the systems, the integration, the detail. She’s respected inside Mercedes for a reason. What happened to her… it’s unacceptable. I won’t comment on George specifically because the HR process is still ongoing, but I will say: Ana didn’t deserve any of this. And anyone who’s seen the video knows exactly where the line was crossed. My job now is to focus on the race, but as a colleague, as a teammate in the garage, my support is with her.”

Moderator: “Appreciate your candor, Valtteri. One more quick follow-up: given the seriousness of this issue and the impact it’s having across the paddock, do you think Formula 1 needs to do more — culturally, institutionally — to make sure incidents like this don’t happen?”

Lewis Hamilton: “Yes. Without a doubt. This sport has a history of sweeping things under the rug — bad behavior, toxic cultures, things like that. It’s 2025. That has to stop. Teams need to set the standard. The FIA needs to set the standard. We can’t just talk about diversity and inclusion on marketing campaigns. We have to live it.”

Alex Albon: “Yeah, I agree with Lewis. Drivers especially need to be held accountable. Being under pressure isn’t an excuse to ignore basic boundaries. Everyone deserves to feel safe at work. That should be the baseline, not the exception.”

Valtteri Bottas: “Exactly. Zero tolerance. That’s how it should be.”

Moderator: “Thank you, all three of you, for your honesty on a very difficult subject. Let’s move now to the weekend ahead…”

****

Transcript: FIA Pre-Race Press Conference 

 Location: Hungaroring, Hungary Date: 31 July 2025 Participants:

Toto Wolff (Team Principal, Mercedes-AMG Petronas F1 Team)

Fred Vasseur (Team Principal, Scuderia Ferrari HP)

James Vowles (Team Principal, Atlassian Williams Racing)

Moderator (Tom Clarkson): “Good afternoon, everyone. Thank you for joining us here in Budapest. We’ll start with the obvious headline: Mercedes announced last week that George Russell has been suspended pending the outcome of a formal HR investigation, with Valtteri Bottas stepping in for Hungary. The leaked video earlier this week has intensified speculation. Toto, can we begin with you? What’s your response to the situation?”

Toto Wolff: (Hands folded, voice calm but clipped.) “My response is the same as our official statement. An internal HR process is ongoing, and we have condemned the unauthorized leak of internal security footage. We are pursuing legal remedies. Beyond that, I am not going to comment on specifics. The HR process has to be respected.”

Moderator: “Toto, with respect, you’re not only the team principal here, but Ana Wolff’s father. Can you speak to this from a personal perspective?”

Toto Wolff: (Visibly steels himself.) “I understand the question. But I will answer you as CEO and Team Principal of Mercedes. I am not going to comment as a father. My role here is to ensure the process is handled professionally and correctly. No more, no less.”

Moderator: “Understood. James, let me bring you in. You worked with Ana at Mercedes before moving to Williams. There have been some reports suggesting she advanced because of her surname. What’s your response to that?”

James Vowles: (Sits forward, voice firm.) “I’ll be very direct: those insinuations are completely unfounded. I worked alongside Dr. Wolff for years. She is one of the brightest systems engineers in this sport, full stop. Her qualifications, her output, the way she commands respect in a technical room — that’s not nepotism, that’s talent. The idea that she somehow doesn’t deserve her role because her father happens to be team principal is not only insulting to her, it’s insulting to everyone who’s seen her work firsthand. Formula 1 should be proud to have minds like hers.”

Moderator: “Thank you, James. Fred, from the outside, what’s your perspective on this situation?”

Frédéric Vasseur: (With a wry smile.) “My perspective? Very simple. If I thought I had the slightest chance to poach Ana from Mercedes, I would. Every team principal in this paddock would. She is that good. Systems engineering is the backbone of modern Formula 1, and she is among the best in the field. That’s not because of her name. That’s because of her brain. As for George, I won’t comment on Mercedes’ process — it’s not my place. But I will say: the video speaks for itself. There is no grey area when it comes to respecting colleagues.”

Moderator: “Toto, if I can press you one more time — the leaked footage has put this on a very human level for fans. Is there any part of you that wants to answer as Ana’s father?”

Toto Wolff: (Leans in, voice steady but final.) “There are a lot of things I would want to say as a father. But I will not say them here. My daughter’s privacy deserves more than headlines. Mercedes’ staff deserve due process. So no — you will not get that answer from me. Not today.”

Moderator: “Strong words from James and Fred there as well. Gentlemen, thank you for your candor on a difficult subject. Let’s move on to Hungary and the weekend ahead…”

***

Twitter: Wait, what?

@/F1GirlMath: Alex Albon casually dropping “yeah George thought dating Ana would secure his seat” is the most insane sentence I’ve ever heard on an FIA mic 😳

@/Lewis44Forever: Lewis saying “Ana is like my little sister” had me crying. You can tell he means it. 

@/ValtteriStan69: Valtteri: “She’s one of the smartest people in the paddock.” ME: finally someone saying it OUT LOUD 👏👏👏

@/pitlanechaos: The drivers’ presser was brutal but the TP one??? James Vowles obliterating the nepotism angle 🔥 “That’s not nepotism, that’s talent” — YES CHEF

@/KimisVodka: Fred Vasseur basically: “I’d poach Ana if I could.” Fred you’re not supposed to say the quiet part out loud 😭😭😭

@/openwheelnerd: Toto: “I will not comment as a father.” Every dad in the world: bro you’re made of steel 😭

@/f1academic: Fred and James defending Ana >>>> literally every article that tried to smear her.

@/landoapologist: Ana Wolff being praised by a Ferrari AND a Williams TP in the same presser… girlboss certified ✅

@/gridgossipgirl: Mercedes: zero tolerance. Alex: George thought Ana = job security. Lewis: she’s my little sister. Valtteri: she’s the smartest in the paddock. Fred: I’d poach her. James: nepotism my ass. GEORGE: ☠️

@/F1tea: Lowkey insane that every man on that stage treated Ana with more respect than half the media did all week.

@/bottasfan88: Toto looked like he wanted to strangle someone every time Ana’s name came up but still kept it to the company line. Cold. Ruthless. Respect.

@/motorsportlawyer: James Vowles calling out the “nepotism” narrative directly is so important. These insinuations destroy women’s careers in male-dominated industries.

@/francofangirl: imagine being george watching lewis + valtteri + alex + fred + james + literally everyone lining up to publicly defend ana wolff. career. over.

@/ValtteriStan: Valtteri reminding people that Ana literally BUILDS the backbone of the Mercedes PU >>> put some respect on her name.

@/YukiSideEye: “he thought dating her would keep his seat” EXCUSE ME??? Alex dragged him so calmly I almost missed it 😳

@/roscoethegoat: Lewis: “Ana deserves respect. Not excuses.” YES. SAY IT LOUDER.

@/chaosMcLaren: can’t believe we just lived to see albon cook george russell live in FIA presser 😭😭😭

@/FerrariPain: valtteri out here giving Ana more credit for Merc’s pace than Mercedes ever has publicly lol 💀

@/pitlaneprincess: JAMES VOWLES. MY KING. “that’s not nepotism, that’s talent.” 👏👏👏 chef’s kiss.

@/paddocktea: the way Toto refused to speak “as a father” 💔 you can FEEL how much he wants to but he’s locking it away for Ana’s sake.

@/tinfoiltifosi: ok but… if every TP says they’d hire ana, why hasn’t FIA done a Netflix series on her yet 😤 #JusticeForAna

@/maxieluv: toto: “not today.” 🥲 man is holding back like a dam.

@/bread4oscar: albon really said: “he went insane with it” 😭😭 oh he’s DONE

@/mercedesgirl88: valtteri sliding right back into merc like nothing changed but also defending ana 🥺 legend

@/f1lawyerlady drivers holding the line >>>> FIA’s platitudes. alex, lewis, valtteri = thank you.

@/andrea4ever: James & Fred just said OUT LOUD what everyone already knew: ana is one of the best engineers in f1. end of story.

@/mercedesinsider69: toto refusing to answer as ana’s dad and only as team boss… you could see him holding it together

@/nepotismwho: funny how two other team bosses just went out of their way to praise ana wolff’s talent… but the press is still writing “she only has her job bc toto” pieces.

@/rosbergfanpage: toto’s “you will not get that answer from me. not today” 😳 stone cold

@/mercgirl44: toto wolff didn’t raise his voice once but you could SEE the fury simmering under the surface. man looked ready to combust 😳

@/f1lawyerlady: the way toto stared at the journalists when they tried to press him as a father instead of team boss??? i got chills. pure fury barely contained.

@/kimiupdates: toto looks like he hasn’t slept in 3 days, is running on espresso, and is holding back a war crime worth of anger.

@/f1chaoscentral: ngl toto wolff in that press conference gave “if i open my mouth the FIA will have to evacuate the building” energy

@/fernandohotlap: he didn’t even flinch at the questions. just sat there, stone-faced, eyes blazing. toto wolff is FURIOUS and the whole paddock knows it.

@/pitwallpanic: the restraint it must’ve taken for toto not to go feral on stage 😭😭😭

@/valtterisbestie: you could SEE the vein in toto’s forehead. that was not a team principal talking, that was a dad barely keeping it together

@/silverarrowstan: he said “HR process ongoing” but his face said “george russell is already dead to me” 💀

@/chaoticlando: “if he dated her he’d keep his seat” bro what is this kindergarten logic 💀💀💀

@/maxielover33: so george thought… seducing the boss’s daughter was a viable career strategy?? i actually cannot breathe

@/pitwallchaos: the AUDACITY of george russell to think ana wolff — phd systems engineer, literal brain of mercedes — was just some pawn in his contract renewal 🤢

@/womeninmotorsport: “date her to keep his seat” = textbook misogyny. reducing a woman’s entire career + personhood to leverage for a man’s job.

@/yukisushifan: alex albon dropping gossip bombs like he’s auditioning for DTS narrator 💀💀💀

@/f1academics: so george saw ana wolff — the person building the power unit strategies keeping him in points — and thought: “gf = contract extension”? delusion is a disease

***

Transcript: De Telegraaf Exclusive

Location: Hungaroring, Hungary – Media Day Interviewee: Max Verstappen Language: English (translated for print)

Journalist: “Max, thank you for speaking with us. Of course, it’s been a turbulent week in the paddock with Mercedes, George Russell’s suspension, and the leaked video. You are signed to Mercedes from 2026 onward — does any of this affect your confidence in the team?”

Max Verstappen: (Shakes his head immediately.) “No. I made my decision because I believe in Mercedes’ long-term project, and in the people there. Nothing about this week changes that. If anything, it shows me they take things seriously, and that they protect their people.”

Journalist: “Some critics have suggested that this is a messy time to be joining the team. Others have even implied that Ana Wolff only has her position at Mercedes because of her father, Toto. Does that worry you at all — or impact your view of the team?”

Max Verstappen: (Looks visibly irritated, leans forward.) “Let me stop you there. I’ve known Dr. Ana Wolff since 2016. 

Even when we were both 18, she was incredibly smart and incredibly driven. That has not changed. 

She is one of one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever met in Formula 1. 

Her PhD in systems engineering is not because of her father. Her role in Mercedes is not because of her father. It’s because she’s very, very good at her job.”

Journalist: “You really believe that?”

Max Verstappen: “I don’t need to ‘believe’ it. 

I’ve seen it. I’ve read her work. When we started talking about Mercedes for 2026, one of the reasons I agreed was because I wanted to work with her. 

What people outside don’t see is how much of the car’s performance depends on her systems work — the integration, the software, the way the whole thing functions as one machine. She’s one of the best in the paddock. Full stop.”

Journalist: “So you don’t think it’s nepotism?”

Max Verstappen: (Snarls a short laugh.) “No. Absolutely not. She earned everything she has. And to be honest, her work was one of the reasons I signed with Mercedes for 2026. You want to be in the best car? You go where the best engineers are. Ana is one of them. That’s the truth.”

Journalist: “You’ve mentioned her work before. How much do you actually know about it?”

Max Verstappen: (Smiles faintly, almost self-deprecating.) “More than most drivers, probably. I actually read her whole doctorate thesis. Don’t ask me to explain it, because I only understood every second word.  

But I could see the scope of it. This wasn’t some hobby project. This was ten years of her life, building models, building code, designing integration systems that make these power units better. That’s not nepotism. That’s talent.

This is what she’s been working toward for years. It’s her life’s work.

That’s why I trust her. That’s why I wanted to work with her. 

Her systems research is the future of how these cars run.” 

Journalist: “So you’d say her work influenced your decision to join Mercedes?”

Max Verstappen:“Absolutely. People ask why I would leave Red Bull. Well — look at the regulations, look at the future. Mercedes have Dr. Wolff leading systems. That was one of the deciding factors for me. I don’t sign with a team unless I believe in the people. And I believe in her.”

Journalist: “So you’re saying Ana’s contribution is central to Mercedes’ future success?”

Max Verstappen: “Exactly. Formula 1 is about people. The best cars come from the best minds. Mercedes has one of the best in Ana.  She’s the reason I signed, and she’ll be one of the reasons we will win.”

Journalist: “…Thank you, Max.”

Max Verstappen: (Nods firmly.) “Thank you.”

***

Twitter: Oh?

@/GridWatcher: Max just casually said “I’ve known Dr. Ana Wolff since 2016” and that she’s the reason he signed with Mercedes for 2026. HELLO??? When did THIS friendship happen?? 👀👀👀

@/pitlanechaos: bro what do you MEAN max verstappen read ana wolff’s phd thesis 💀💀💀

@/f1gossipqueen: “ana is the reason i signed” EXCUSE ME. are we just glossing over that bombshell???

@/kimiantonelliupdates: so max and ana wolff have known each other since they were teenagers… and nobody ever noticed??? insane levels of stealth.

@/maxielover33: the way max defended her so hard >>>>> he was practically snarling at the nepotism question.

@/DR44dreams: he didn’t just defend her, he basically said “ana wolff is why i’m going to mercedes” 😭😭 this is WILD.

@/chaoticfernando: wait wait wait so max was out here reading doctorates?? since when can he even sit still that long

@/W14Woes: Max Verstappen: “I only understood every second word.” Me with literally any Mercedes press release 😭😭😭

@/formula1nerd: this is the first time i’ve ever heard max talk about an engineer like this. he sounded… emotional? protective? very un-max-like 👀

@/ValtteriStan88: the real news isn’t george. it’s that ana wolff is apparently THE mind behind mercedes’ future. if max signed bc of her work, that says everything.

@/landoismydad: ngl hearing max talk about ana like that was kinda 😳 he’s usually so blunt but this was like… reverent??

@/mercengineeralt: “Her systems research is the future of how these cars run.” — Verstappen 2025 Do you realize how MASSIVE that is? He’s literally crediting a systems engineer with shaping the sport’s future.

@/oscarsbreadloaf: why does max sound like he’s talking about a secret soulmate and not just an engineer 💀

@/f1chaosupdates: ngl max and ana having some secret long-term friendship and him casually dropping it on dutch tv is the plot twist of the season.

@/garageinsider420: you don’t “read someone’s phd thesis” unless you’re obsessed. i’m just saying.

@/pitlanechaos: “i read her PhD thesis” — MAX VERSTAPPEN, who openly admits he barely reads books 💀💀💀

@/albonoglow: so max is basically like “the reason I’m moving to mercedes is ana wolff.” NOT toto. NOT the $$$. ANA.

@/garageinsider: The funniest part: ppl calling her nepotism hire meanwhile max freaking verstappen is like “she’s one of the best engineers in F1. full stop.” That shuts that down.

@/yukistofu: bro imagine working years on your PhD only for max verstappen to be like “i read it and didn’t get it but you’re a genius and i’m joining merc bc of you.”

@/f1shadowfiles: ok so when max said “formula 1 is about people. the best cars come from the best minds. ana wolff is one of the best”… …did he just crown her the secret weapon for 2026??

@/oscarsbreadloaf: meanwhile Red Bull fans: 👀 “we lost max bc of…a systems engineer??”

@/beefybotas: Can’t wait for Toto to log off after hearing max basically said “I came to Mercedes for your daughter.”

@/f1nerdalert: ok but actually max saying Ana is the reason merc will win is kinda legendary.

@/ChrisMedlandF1: Did anyone know Max Verstappen and Ana Wolff had this kind of connection? Him openly saying her work was a deciding factor in signing with Mercedes is a bombshell.

@/tedkravitz: Max Verstappen casually admits he read Ana Wolff’s PhD thesis and joined Mercedes because of her systems research. I’ve been in this paddock 20+ years and I did not have that on my bingo card.

@/LawrenceBarretto: That’s one of the most revealing Verstappen interviews in years. The “nepotism” narrative around Ana Wolff just got absolutely demolished — by the world champion himself.

@/F1RuthBuscombe: Max reading Ana’s doctorate thesis (!!!) and citing her as a reason for signing is the biggest endorsement of a female engineer we’ve ever heard in F1. Historic.

@/pitwalltea: everyone rn: shocked pikachu face. but like…doesn’t it kinda fit? ana is toto’s daughter. max is jos’ son. both were molded since childhood to be the best in their fields.

@/fernandohotlap: the wolff-verstappen thing is wild bc it’s giving “dynasty kids forged in fire.” one builds the best cars. one drives them.

@/landoapologist: Ana: grows up under Toto Wolff, earns a PhD in systems engineering, becomes merc’s secret weapon. Max: grows up under Jos, forged into the most ruthless driver on the grid. …honestly yeah, it tracks.

@/yukistofu: lowkey the most inevitable crossover ever?? toto wolff’s daughter + jos verstappen’s son. f1 is a greek tragedy sometimes.

@/beefybotas: bro this is literally like the Formula 1 royal families merging 💀 the wolffs + the verstappens.

@/JennieGow: The interview with Max is extraordinary. He’s not only defending Ana against nepotism claims — he’s crediting her as central to Mercedes’ future. That’s huge for a woman in F1 engineering.

@/f1chaosupdates: Ana Wolff: quietly codes Brackley into world domination Max Verstappen: leaves Red Bull bc he trusts her brain more than Adrian Newey’s me: 😳😳😳

@/openwheelchaos: The Verstappen/Wolff combo is terrifying tbh. Jos built Max into the fastest driver. Toto built Ana into the sharpest engineer. Put them on the same side and… good luck, everyone.

@/pitwallprincess:

max talking about reading ana wolff’s phd thesis like it was the latest colleen hoover novel 😭 bro has a crush on her BRAIN

****

Group Chat: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!

(Members: Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Yuki Tsunoda, Liam Lawson, Isack Hadjar, Oliver Bearman, Esteban Ocon, Gabriel Bortoleto, Nico Hulkenberg, Kimi Antonelli, Valtteri Bottas, Pierre Gasly, Franco Colapinto, Charles Leclerc, Lewis Hamilton, Alex Albon, Carlos Sainz, Lance Stroll, Fernando Alonso)

ESTEBAN: NO NO NO NO NO. GEORGE REALLY THOUGHT DATING ANA WOULD SAVE HIS SEAT????

Pierre: WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY.

Liam: hold on??? what???

Yuki: what do you MEAN.

Alex: …yeah. That was a thing. He literally said it to me.

Isack: sorry WHAT.

Max: WHAT DID HE SAY TO YOU??

Oscar:George thought dating Ana = job security.

Max: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME.

Lewis: I knew he thought he had a crush. I didn’t know he was that delusional.

Charles: Why am I always the last to know these things??

Kimi: …this cannot be real.

Oliver: George actually thought he could date the boss’ daughter and get the seat??

Fernando: rookie mistake.

Franco: That’s not a rookie mistake that’s a career suicide note.

Esteban: oh my god.

Valtteri: I am not surprised.

Nico H.: That is the dumbest strategy I have ever heard.

Gabriel: what kind of brain logic is that??

Lance: He really thought Toto would be like “you date my daughter, you keep your seat”??

Max: I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL END HIM.

Lewis: Max. Calm down.

Max: NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN. HE TRIED TO USE HER. LIKE SHE’S SOME KIND OF BARGAINING CHIP.

Alex: I didn’t think he would actually act on it. I thought it was just talk.

Oscar:None of us thought he’d… do what he did.

Pierre: Wait wait wait. SO SOME OF YOU KNEW HE WAS PLANNING THIS AND JUST DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING??

Carlos: We didn’t think it was serious!

Lando: bro I thought he was just being george. like… cringe but harmless.

Max: HARMLESS????? HE BROKE HER WRIST.

Yuki: Max is about to burn the paddock down.

Kimi: good.

Fernando: same.

Franco: Max Verstappen prison arc incoming.

Charles: Please no. We don’t need that.

Max: STAY OUT OF THIS, CHARLES.

Charles: ?? I didn’t do anything!

Pierre: Guys. Focus. George thought Ana = job security. This explains everything.

Valtteri: It also explains why he’s out of a seat now.

Lando: …Ana deserves so much better than being someone’s career strategy.

Oscar: Agreed.

Lewis: She’s more than that. She’s one of the best engineers in the paddock.

Max: SHE’S EVERYTHING.

Gabriel: ok he’s fully feral.

Oliver: yeah no george is finished. absolutely finished.

Lance: no but really. George thought dating ana = job security??? that’s next level delusional.

Isack: this is insane. absolutely insane.

Franco: I feel sick.

Esteban:How did he think Ana would even AGREE to that?? she literally barely talks to people she doesn’t like.

Yuki: I’d pay to see Toto’s face if he ever found out george thought this was a strategy.

Lewis: trust me. you don’t want to see that.

Max: I SWEAR TO GOD IF HE EVER COMES NEAR HER AGAIN—

Valtteri: he won’t. HR/legal will bury him.

Fernando: I am once again reminded this sport is a soap opera.

Max: I’M GOING TO KILL HIM.

Lewis: No, you’re not. He’s already finished.

Max: NOT FINISHED ENOUGH.

***

Text Messages: Max Verstappen & Dr. Anastasia “Ana” Wolff

Max: You’re not going to believe this. Alex said in the press conference that George thought dating you would save his Mercedes seat.

Ana: …oh. Yeah, that actually makes sense.

Max: WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT MAKES SENSE???

Ana: He was always… lingering. Smiling too much. Making comments. I just thought he was being annoying. Didn’t realize he had a whole career plan mapped around me 🙄

Max: Ana. HE TREATED YOU LIKE A CONTRACT CLAUSE.

Ana: Max. Breathe.

Max: I am breathing. Angrily.

Ana: You don’t need to be furious on my behalf.

Max: Of course I do. You deserve someone who sees you as you. Not as leverage.

Ana: …like you?

Max: Exactly like me. I’d quit every seat in the world before I treated you like that.

Ana: That’s a very dramatic thing to text.

Max: I’m dramatic because I’m in love with you. Deal with it.

Ana: I love you too.

Max: Every time you say that it feels like winning a championship.

Ana: You’ve only heard it twice.

Max: Yeah. Two world titles’ worth of happiness right there.

Ana: You’re insufferable.

Max: You love me.

Ana: …unfortunately.

Max: No take-backs.

Ana:No take-backs.

***

Hungaroring, Budapest, Hungary - 31 July 2025

Toto hadn’t thought it was possible to feel more furious than he already did.

But then the transcript landed on his desk. Alex Albon, in the FIA press conference, saying the quiet part out loud:

“I think George convinced himself that if he dated Ana, it would secure his seat at Mercedes.”

Toto read the line once. Twice. Three times. His jaw tightened with each pass until it ached.

He pushed the laptop away, hard enough that it scraped across the desk. He sat back, staring at the wall.

George hadn’t just crossed the line with Ana. He hadn’t just harassed her. He’d calculated.

He’d decided that his daughter—his brilliant, private, painfully guarded daughter—was a bargaining chip.

A shortcut to security in Mercedes. Leverage against him.

And that—that was what made Toto’s stomach twist, hotter than fire, colder than ice.

Because if George thought dating Ana meant his seat was safe, then it meant one thing: Toto himself had made Ana a target.

By being who he was.

By being the one who signed the contracts, who held futures in his hands.

By being her father.

He buried his face in his palms. For the first time in years, he felt nauseous at his own power.

His phone was in his hand before he realized he’d picked it up. He scrolled to Susie’s number and hit call.

She answered on the second ring, brisk but warm. “Toto? I thought you’d still be in meetings.”

He didn’t waste time. His voice was tight, clipped, vibrating with fury barely contained.

“Did you hear what Alex Albon said in the press conference?”

There was a pause. “No. What?”

He swallowed hard, his throat dry. “George told people—he believed—that dating Ana would guarantee his seat at Mercedes. That she was a way to protect his career. You were right.”

On the other end of the line, Susie went silent for a moment. Then her voice came, sharp and scalding. “He what?”

“That’s what Albon said,” Toto ground out. His hands curled into fists on the desk. “That George convinced himself she was the key. That being with her would keep him safe. And now it makes sense—why he wouldn’t let go, why he kept circling her. He wasn’t just harassing her, Susie. He was using her.”

Susie’s voice rose, fierce. “That little—” She cut herself off, exhaled hard, then came back sharper. “Do you realize what that means, Toto? He didn’t just cross a line. He made Ana bait. He treated her like a career move.”

Toto pinched the bridge of his nose. His voice dropped, hoarse. “Because of me.”

“Don’t you dare—”

“Yes,” Toto snapped, louder now. “Because I’m her father. Because I hold the contracts. Because in his warped mind, being with her meant being safe from me. If I weren’t—if I weren’t the one signing his future, maybe he would have left her alone.”

Susie’s voice softened, but only slightly. “Toto. This isn’t your fault.”

He let out a humorless laugh. “Isn’t it? He thought she was leverage. He thought she was a tool to keep me from dropping him. That doesn’t happen if she’s not my daughter.”

On the other end of the line, he heard Susie’s sharp intake of breath, the sound of her temper catching fire. “Then he’s even more disgusting than I thought. He didn’t just disrespect Ana. He disrespected all of us. Ana. You. The team.”

Her voice cracked with fury. “He thought he could play politics with a woman’s safety. With your daughter’s safety. That isn’t ambition, Toto. That’s rot. That’s why he’s finished.”

Toto closed his eyes, leaning back in his chair. His chest ached. “I still feel like I painted a target on her back.”

“You didn’t,” Susie said firmly. “George painted it himself when he decided Ana was a pawn. That’s on him. Not you. Don’t carry that weight.”

Toto swallowed hard, but the guilt still churned. “He saw her as leverage, Susie. As a means to an end. And she—she’s still in pain because of it. If I had seen this sooner—”

“You couldn’t have,” Susie said firmly. “None of us could have predicted he’d go this far. But now we end it. You hear me? Legal, HR, everything. He doesn’t get to walk back into this sport without everyone knowing exactly what he did. We’ll make sure of that.”

Toto nodded, even though she couldn’t see him. His hand tightened around the phone until his knuckles went white. “I swear to god, Susie,” he said quietly, voice shaking with contained rage. “If he ever tries to come near her again—”

“He won’t,” Susie interrupted, fierce. “Because we won’t allow it. He’s finished. And Ana will know that she is not his pawn, not his leverage, not his scapegoat. She is her own person. And we will remind her of that every single day if we have to.”

For the first time since hearing the words, Toto’s chest loosened slightly. Just slightly. But the fury — the sheer, unrelenting fury — remained.

****

Wolff Residence, Monaco - 30 July 2025

The ceiling was becoming too familiar. She’d memorized the tiny imperfections in the plaster, traced faint shadows of the chandelier with her eyes until they blurred. Three days, and she hadn’t left the apartment. Not once.

The world outside was buzzing with leaks and statements and speculation. In here, it was too quiet — except for Jack’s laughter when she forced herself up long enough to help him build Lego towers that toppled instantly, making him howl with delight. That part helped. But when Jack went to bed, when Max was on the phone with lawyers or Toto shut himself in the office, the silence came back.

That was when Xia pressed into her mind. Xia and the video.

Ana had wanted privacy, control — something, anything. And instead, the world had seen her humiliation broadcast like cheap entertainment. 

She hadn’t told anyone it was Xia. She couldn’t. But the thought gnawed at her. That her best friend had chosen vengeance over her wishes. That even Xia had taken the choice out of her hands.

She was still staring blankly when Susie knocked softly on the guest room door and slipped inside. No clipboard, no laptop, no Ferrari red jacket. Just Susie.

“Darling,” she said gently, lowering herself to sit on the edge of the bed. “You’ve barely spoken all day. Can we talk?”

Ana swallowed, the words heavy in her throat. “I don’t know what to say.”

“Say whatever you want,” Susie replied, her voice low, calm. “Or say nothing at all. But don’t keep it all inside. Not with me.”

For a long moment, Ana said nothing. Then, in a hoarse whisper: “It feels like everything’s been taken from me. Even the choice of what people know. The whole world has seen it now. They’ve watched it. And I… I didn’t want that. I didn’t want them to see me like that.”

Susie’s expression softened into something sharp and pained. “Oh, darling” She reached out, brushing a strand of hair from Ana’s face. “You’re right. That should have been your choice. It was your story to tell, and it was ripped away from you.”

Ana blinked hard, trying to keep her tears down. “I don’t even know how I feel anymore. Anger. Shame. Sometimes relief, because at least no one can deny it now. But mostly… it feels like the whole world got a piece of me I never agreed to give.”

Susie exhaled, her own anger flickering beneath the calm. “George took your safety. Whoever leaked that tape took your agency. None of that is your fault.”

Ana curled her hands into the blanket. She didn’t say Xia’s name. Couldn’t. 

Instead, Susie continued, quieter now. “Toto told me today… about George. About how he thought dating you would keep him in the seat. As if you were a… bargaining chip.”

Ana gave a humorless laugh. “Max already told me.”

“And?” Susie asked carefully.

Ana’s gaze dropped to her lap. “It makes sense.”

Susie’s brow furrowed. “Ana—”

“No, listen,” Ana cut in, shaking her head. “It makes sense because that’s how people have always seen me. A tool. A Wolff. A way to get closer to Papa. To the team. To the power. It’s never… just me.”

Susie’s hand covered hers. “You are not a pawn in anyone’s game. Not to me. Not to your father. And not to Max.”

At that, Ana hesitated. Her throat tightened.

“He…” She swallowed. “He makes me feel safe.” The words came out barely audible, almost a confession. “Even now. Especially now. I don’t know how he does it, but when he’s here, it feels like maybe I can breathe again.”

Susie’s face softened further, and for the first time in days, Ana saw something in her expression that wasn’t anger — it was warmth.

“Good,” Susie said softly. “You deserve someone who makes you feel that way. Don’t question it. Don’t diminish it. Hold on to it.”

Ana nodded faintly, eyes distant. “It’s different with Max. It always has been. I don’t have to… perform with him. I don’t have to be normal.”

Her voice caught on the last word, and she looked away quickly. “He sits there and I can breathe. I don’t know what that says about me. Maybe it says I’m pathetic.”

“It says you trust him,” Susie countered softly.

Ana’s lips trembled. She didn’t answer. She wasn’t ready to admit aloud that trust, for her, had always felt like the most dangerous gamble of all.

But when she thought of Max’s steady hand at her wrist, his voice whispering I’m not leaving, it felt — just for a moment — like she might survive this.

[returntosunder]

feed me.

FEED ME.

I HUNGER

HERE

DUST DOODLE THAT IM CURRENTLY DOODLING

EAT

/lh

[sakuranightmarez]

Sometimes I see recent news with her and I go WORK IT GIRL. It's a little whiplash seeing her suited up because I'll never forget her Victoria Secret days from the early 2000s:

I was not ready for the husband's costume

[bltchkawa]

YAKUZA POTTERY IS BACK BABY!!!!!!!!

[stqrrymxxn]

Hiya! Can I request the overblot boys with an overly affectionate reader who shows her love by jumping on them? Like they’ll be laying in bed after a long, stressful day and reader just runs up and body slams them before giving a bunch of kisses?

Overblot boys with an affectionate reader who shows love by jumping on them

Overblot boys x reader who shows love by jumping on them

chara included: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Idia, Malleus

notice: fluff fluff fluff, some may be ooc but i hope i wrote them well and to your liking. reader pronouns are never mentioned

author note: HEYY TYSM FOR REQUESTINGGG, OMG I LOVE THIS REQUEST KFHAOAH !! this is my first request, i'm sorry if i'm so late, i've been very busy and was in writer block so yea, sorry if it's very short, but i hope you enjoy this !! i also i got the help from my bestie for some parts so yay ty bestie <33

꒰ఎ ♡ Riddle would be veeery flustered, he probably never received that much physical touch from a person, so he would be taken by surprise the first time he's resting on his bed after a long day and you body slam him. He would probably ask why did you do it, he wouldn't be against it but the first times he wouldn't know what to do. With time, he accepts it is your love language and will gladly accept it.

꒰ఎ ♡ Usually the only time he rests a bit is during the night after he's done with his Housewarden stuffs and had to collar some troublemakers (*cough* Ace *cough*) so he might be pretty upset and tired, but your touch manages to calm him down and finally take a rest, while you reassuring him that everything is alright and he's doing great.

꒰ఎ ♡ At first Leona would act like he doesn't like it but then ends up enjoying when you jump on him. The first times he would act dramatic and saying it's annoying, but ends up looking forward to it the next times. He's used to people doing things for him, but being shown that kind of affect from you is a different thing.

꒰ఎ ♡ And when you start giving him kisses? it's so over for you. He tends on not letting you go until he's satisfied with your affection, and eventually managing to switch places so that you become his pillow and you find yourself squeezed between him and the bed. You don't have a choice now but stay there.

꒰ఎ ♡ Let's admit it, Azul is touch-starved, and he would be taken by surprise the first time you jump on him. He doesn't know where to put his hands and what to do while you're completely layed on him, but with time he gets used to your love language.

꒰ఎ ♡ And when you start giving him kisses, he melts completely and lets himeself being pampered by you! He trusts you and this time with you is important and very intimate for him, since he lowers his walls and the business façade, so make sure to treat him well

꒰ఎ ♡ Jamil is another one who's not good with physical affection, his love languange is acts of service and usually doesn't expect something back. He's taken aback the first time you jump on him while he's layed on the bed... he would probably semi-scold you saying you could hurt yourselves doing this but with time he accepts it

꒰ఎ ♡ You usually do this when he comes back from a tiring day and when he's with you he can feel the tension of the day leaving. When you start giving him tons of kisses while being layed on him, he's pretty stiff everytime this happens, but embraces you anyways as you convince him to being loved back and to relax once in a while

꒰ఎ ♡ I feel like at first Vil wouldn't be a fan of you jumping on him while he's layed down on the bed, and like Leona he would act annoyed, but ends up enjoying it if you ignite it first. He ends up looking forward to it, mostly when he's very tired, it makes him relax

꒰ఎ ♡ If you also decide to give him kisses, i feel like he's a bit ticklish, so he ends up laughing, his stress vanishes and it becomes a very intimate moment, in which he also becomes affectionate and gives you back his love.

꒰ఎ ♡ Idia would be very flustered since he's not used to human touch or even interaction, and not to mention romantically. The first time you jumped on him he would literally squeal. *Idia.exe stopped working*. It would take him a lot of time to get used to your love languange, so give him time and he will eventually start warming up about it.

꒰ఎ ♡ When he's tired and you jump on him while he's layed on his bed, if you start kissing him he literally malfunctions and becomes stiff, but he won't reject you. If you eventually fall asleep on him, he may try to wrap his arms about you and lets himself rest in your embrace

꒰ఎ ♡ I don't think anyone ever approached Malleus that way, so the first time you jump on him while he's layed down after a tiring day, he gets caught off of guard, but he wouldn't deny it and would gladly embrace you back while saying something like "Child of a Man, you really aren't scared of anything". I feel like he's very open to physical touch from you.

꒰ఎ ♡ He always looks out for this demonstration of affection, and especially when he's upset and tired from the day, this eases his mood. If you add kisses too, he's over the moon, and keeps you embraced until the morning.

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