#missing dani ric

[curioussoulsliveanddie-blog]

Yes, dear lord, I just pray that he's somewhere happy and that he knows that his fans are his regardless of him having a seat

every hour is missing daniel hour

[innorris]

More Than Just Old Friends / LN

The Quiet Before the Storm

Summary: Lando starts realizing his feelings for a longtime friend during a race weekend. A quiet moment between them hints at something more than friendship.

The paddock buzzed with the usual chaos of a race weekend—mechanics shouting over the whir of drills, media personnel chasing quotes, and fans lined up behind barricades hoping to catch a glimpse of their favorite drivers. But Lando Norris had tuned it all out. His gaze was fixed on someone else.

She was standing near the McLaren garage, talking to Carlos Sainz. Her presence wasn’t new—she had been around for years—but lately, something about the way she smiled or pushed her hair behind her ear made him see her differently.

Lando leaned against a metal railing, arms crossed over his chest. He wasn’t even sure what he was waiting for. An excuse to talk to her? A moment alone? He didn’t know.

“Are you going to stare at her all day or actually say something?” Dani Rics voice cut through his thoughts as he approached with his usual playful swagger.

Lando scoffed, pretending to look away. “I’m not staring.”

Daniel laughed. “Mate, you’re basically in a rom-com montage. All that’s missing is the music.”

“Shut up,” Lando muttered, but a smile crept onto his face anyway.

Daniel nudged him with his elbow. “You’ve known her forever. What’s stopping you?”

That was the thing. He had known her forever. Their friendship dated back to karting days—when helmets were too big for their heads and the only thing that mattered was who got to the finish line first. She was a constant. Someone who understood the madness of motorsport without ever needing it to define her.

Lando didn’t want to risk ruining that.

He was pulled from his thoughts when she turned and caught his eye. She smiled and waved.

God, that smile.

He waved back, pretending to be casual.

Later, after media obligations were done and the sun began to dip behind the garages, she found him sitting alone at the edge of the pit lane, legs hanging over the concrete ledge.

“Don’t tell me you’re getting soft,” she said, plopping down beside him.

He grinned. “Just enjoying the quiet before qualifying.”

She looked at him for a moment. “You always do this. Go quiet the night before a big race. What’s in that overthinking brain of yours this time?”

Lando shrugged. “Just… stuff.”

“‘Stuff,’” she repeated, amused. “That’s very specific.”

He turned to look at her, the corners of his lips twitching upward. “You know me. Man of mystery.”

She rolled her eyes. “More like man of sarcasm.”

They sat in comfortable silence for a while. The air between them wasn’t awkward—but there was a weight to it. Something unspoken. Something waiting to break through the surface.

Finally, she nudged him gently with her shoulder. “You remember that race in Valencia when you waved at me from the track and then nearly spun out?”

He groaned. “Don’t remind me.”

She laughed. “You were so embarrassed.”

“I thought I was being smooth.”

“You were being an idiot.”

He grinned. “Maybe I was trying to impress you.”

She paused at that. Her smile faded just slightly, her eyes narrowing in curiosity. “Were you?”

Lando looked at her, seriously this time. “I don’t know. Maybe.”

Her breath hitched ever so slightly—but then she smiled again, brushing it off with a smirk. “Well, if that was your best move, I’m not impressed.”

Lando raised an eyebrow. “Good thing I’ve got better ones now.”

She stood up, stretching, clearly ending the conversation—but not without throwing him a glance over her shoulder. “We’ll see about that, Norris.”

He watched her walk away, a smile tugging at his lips.

Maybe… just maybe, he wasn’t imagining it after all.

[f1emmrs]

Needed MORE from the drivers besides waving 😖😖

Missing Dany Ric’s energy SO BADLY

[dear-ao3]

Opinions on the avocado himself, Daniel??

He’s always so happy, like how????

LOVE dani rics

need him in a red bull like biblically

still thinking about his major slay at cota this year

and i can't wait for netflix to milk his return so hard like dramatizing nyck leaving and like ?? who will replace him ???? and smash cut to daniel sitting in the chair going hehehe miss me

like how they did with kevin but cooler and funnier cause its dani rics

[annetictac]

Like I used to watch you sleep- Chapter 8

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Danny Ric: Little bird-ndo, says Anna Pearson was in attendance to new year’s bash.

Was the first text Max read when he woke. It was midday, he’d gather from Lando they didn’t have to leave the room ‘til they wanted to and he’d consciously taken off all the alarms. He rolled his eyes at Daniel’s gossipy nature.

Maximus Prime: Yeah, so?

Max texted quickly throwing his phone back to bed. He’d had a nice night of sleep. It had been some months, since before the season ended that wasn’t the norm. He’d stayed with Martin and Anna after they had returned to the party sharing knowing smiles, lingering touches, not willing to part. He’d collected Lando from dance – jumping, jacket lost forever.

The soft ding made him break his memories and make a grab for the phone again, curious. He’d always been too curious for his own good.

Danny Ric: No one knew where you BOTH were at 12.

Danny continues, adding memes of intrigue and eyebrow wiggling. Max feels the heat returning to his whole face, remembering their unplanned encounter. Fuck. He’d felt a bit regretful when he’d reached the empty hotel room, they hadn’t had the time to talk about anything when Martin found them little after they had rejoined the party.

Maximus Prime: Yeah, so?

Max insists, knowing stubbornness is his strong suit for this. Fuck Lando. Max’d thought he’d be too drunk to notice they’d been gone. He hadn’t said anything when they went up for the party, Lando too trashed to find his room alone.

Danny Ric: You forget my friend who was the one who covered for you back in 2019.

Danny continues then sends a photo. It’s the front page of some newspaper he doesn’t recognize. Anna arriving to the party, arm up waving at the camaras.  Rachel and Mikah following her closely from behind. She looks beautiful as usual, naturally poised, people in the background staring at her in awe. It looks like a perfume add.

Then without any other written message in between comes the second photo, of her exiting the party a drink in hand, her other arm wrapped around Rachel, coat open flapping behind her. She’s grinning widely to her friend, clearly not aware there’s a camara at work.

Danny Ric: Find the differences.

Danny adds, knowing Max too well to expect any quick comment. At first Max thinks Danny is only talking about how much happier she looks in the second photo, perhaps her missing reds, and her hair is much curlier. All to be expected after a new year’s party. Perhaps something does settle on his stomach hoping a portion of that smile might be because of him. Then he reads the article’s title, that has been purposely included: “A party worth losing your stockings over”.

Fuck. He thinks once again. Knowing Danny like he does, the Australian had probably been fishing and didn’t know he’d caught a whale.  

Danny Ric: have you been naughty Verstappen?

Max has to be thankful there are no photos of Lando or himself that his PR team sees important to share with him. If there were, his first message in the morning most definitely would be from Patricia – the head PR liaison.

He’s tempted not to respond, but at the end he knows Danny knows him. There’s no sense in lying as he knows Dani won’t be blabbering to the press, nor to anyone else that is not already familiar with Max and Anna’s past.

Maximus Prime: fuck you.

It’s as good as a confirmation as the Australian will get. He adds a hand flipping a finger to which Danny responds with a selfie grinning widely. That will do for the rest of the day, he thinks.

Danny Ric: so proud of you.

He glances back at the second photo. Max knows the missing stockings were in the insides of his jacket. He’d planned to get them clean but now he doesn’t know if they were worth the trouble. An idea pops into the dutch driver’s head. He tries to dismiss it but once again he opens Danny’s conversation, knowing he can fight it but at the end it’ll be better to ask Danny.

Maximus Prime: can you get me her telephone?

Fuck. Max thinks again, knowing Dan will be having a field day.

Danny Ric: you erased it?

Maximus Prime: No.

Danny Ric: then you already have it, she hasn’t changed it.

He hadn’t erased it but he had changed her name. It had been at the top of his contact list and he’d changed it so it would stop popping every time he had to search something over it.

He opens the conversation bubble, a knot on his stomach when he reads the last texts she sent him, still there saved by some weird miracle.

Annie P: I think we’ll be there after the last practice.

Annie P: Long bath, room service, you and me?

Annie P: See you soon champ! Be careful!

For a moment, he’s discouraged from writing her, past history making its way to the present. He tried a couple of greetings before erasing them. He felt like a stupid teen again. Max decided to take a shower and maybe ask for breakfast or find Lando.

It was between these tasks he wrote the first thing he thought, waited a second for the message to pass through – what if she blocked him?-  and when the double check appeared, he quickly hid his phone inside his pocket before knocking on Lando’s door.

---

Anna woke early as usual. She tried meditation but her mind would not quiet down. When she went downstairs, she found Mikah sleeping loudly at the same couch she had left him with a glass of water. Rachel was nowhere to be found downstairs, which was expected. Anna tried making as little noise as she could as she made coffee and left with a thick cape for the cold deck outside. Her black lab Susie following her eagerly, throwing herself at the little snow that still covered part of the long yard.

There was no one outside, most of the staff had been given the day off. Only security remained.

Susie rolled around the snow patch getting wet quickly.

“Suz!” She called and the dog came excitedly, brushing her mane on her pj bottoms. “Aren’t you a happy little princess?” she cooed as the dog continued to brush her legs as she moved from one side to the other. She let her play while she drank the big cup of steaming coffee.

She sat at the only dry deck chair, taking her time before checking her phone. There were many texts congratulating the new year, most coming after she went to bed and the rest of the world welcomed it.

Lorena S: did you guys have fun at least?

Her lawyer wrote after sending her one of the many versions of her photo leaving the party stocking less.

APea: I think that’s evident XD

Lorena S: then don’t worry, we’ll take care of it. I will need to schedule a call for tomorrow morning if it’s ok.

APea: something wrong? We can talk now if you want.

Lorena S: No, don’t worry. Just technicalities.

Anna knows Lorena never calls her with technicalities, usually her team is in charge of any logistic that has to be summoned. She doesn’t insist, appreciating the one day break she gets from her duties. She trusts Lorena to know how much a problem can wait before it explodes.

That’s when another message reaches her phone.

Maxie: you know what’s also good at this hotel?

She would have spat her coffee if she’d been drinking it. Her brain had been half occupied by Max Verstappen from the moment he had kissed her. She’d debated whether she should wait to contact him, but he’d won again.

Annie P: sorry, who is this?

She erases before he sees it.  

Annie P: the beds? 

She leaves her phone in one of the long pockets of her cape, when Suz chooses to come back to her, asking her for her breakfast with her nose half nuzzling, half pushing her inside. Anna leaves her out to search for her towels to dry her as much as she can, before preparing the dog’s breakfast.

With her second cup of coffee she takes a pair of scones to the oven. She hears the rhythmic sound of Mikah’s snoring, confirming nothing had changed inside.

Maxie: it’s very rude to erase messages, you know?

Annie P: curiosity killed the cat, you know?

Maxie: it sounds like you are deflecting

Annie P: it’s you who’s not answering

He takes a few minutes to answer.

Maxie: the pillows

And somehow, she knows he chickened out from answering what he first thought.

Annie P: better than the wonderful breakfast buffet?

A picture of scrambled eggs with bacon comes back, with Lando sleeping over his plate.

Annie P: is he alive?

Maxie: I’ll check after I finish my eggs.

Annie P: priorities well stablished.

Suz comes to get her once she finishes eating, making her happy full belly dance. She takes a small video of Suz and sends it back to him.

Maxie: is that you after breakfast?

Annie P: my soul animal represents me.

Maxie: that she does.

Annie P: how do you know it’s a she?

Maxie: I know you and she probably has human name.

It doesn’t feel as weird as she thinks that after all this time, he still does.

Annie P: Susie, Suzette, Suz.

Maxie: Susane when she breaks something?

Annie P: Susana Carolina. She’s good though, almost never have to use it.

Maxie: right, Latin-American traditions and all.

Annie P: Yup. Are you staying the whole day there?

Maxie: have no idea, Lando was the thinking machine. He seems to be coming back to consciousness. Brb.

Scones are gone from her plate. She keeps her phone in silence, to avoid falling into staring at it for his next text. She puts away her plate and cup. Goes to her desk to find what she left ready the day before. Usually for the first of January she likes to begin a new notebook for her thoughts, lyrics and writing exercises.

She smells the new notebook, taking her black pen to write the date on the front.

It comes back to her. It’s not new, but something she thinks she wrote once before.

“Please don’t ever become a stranger, whose laugh I could recognize, anywhere,” she sings two, three, ten times changing tunes ‘til one comes better than the others. Temptation is strong. She returns to the living room, turns on the fire, tucks Mikah under the blanquet that fell to the ground. She sits nearby at the piano.

She plays softly the piano, not wanting to wake Mikah up. He’s always been a heavy sleeper and the song’s tune is not too loud. She repeats and repeats, stopping to catch in her note book what she likes.

She remembers to record herself, like Mikah tells her to do and that’s when she finds again unread messages that makes her heart flip over.

Maxie: alive and showered, my duty here is done.

Maxie: we’re on our way back to London.

Maxie: tomorrow I should go back to Monaco.

Maxie: are you alive?

Annie P: I am.

Annie P: should = will?

Her fingers play nervously the notes she had played before, but her mind is now focused on her screen returning to life. The notes escape her, she stops the recording.

Maxie: what?

Annie P: you should return to Monaco, is it negotiable?

Maxie: Victoria and mom are coming with the kids.

Annie P: kids?

Maxie: Luka and Lio, Victoria’s.

Annie P: uncle Maxie?

Maxie: … uncle Max.

Annie P: uncle Maxie! 

@labelledejourr @jeconnaismeslimitesus

[abbatoirablaze]

Tension, Daniel Riccairdo

Word Count:  754

“Daniel!”

Danny Ric smiled as he unwrapped his arm from your waist, and he accepted the hug from Max, “hey buddy…happy to see you over break!”

“Merry Christmas!” the driver said excitedly, “I’m glad that you could stop by and spend the holidays with us.  Kelly and I-wait, who is this?”

“This is my girlfriend!” Daniel smirked as he looked back at you.  You tried to give Daniels’ friend, and the driver you had seen around a smile, but you just felt awkward standing on the porch, knowing that he didn’t recognize you.

“Girlfriend?” Max asked, “since when?  Were you dating her before we went on break?”

“Oh…uh, yeah…” he smiled gently as he re-wrapped his arm around you, “you really don’t recognize her?  She works for Red bull!”

Max paled.

Being aware of things outside of racing wasn’t necessarily his strong suit.  But knowing that she worked for the same company she did, and that she was obviously running with them during the racing season made him feel nervous.

“I-I’m sorry.  I don’t often talk to a lot of people outside of my circle.”

“She’s the Red bull social media coordinator.” Daniel smirked.  He pressed a gentle kiss to your temple, “I can’t believe you don’t recognize her!”

“Daniel…really.  It’s okay!”

“It’s not okay!” he frowned down at you.

“It’s not okay…”

You bit your lip as the tears streamed down your cheeks, “I-I didn’t mean to.  I-“

His jaw clenched and he shook his head at you, “you’re going to help me for what you did.”

“I-I didn’t mean to, Daniel-“

“You caused me to miss my meeting with Christian, and they re-signed Checo instead of giving me the seat…so you’re going to make sure that I make my way up the ladder before 2024.”

“Dani-“

But he cut you off when he held up his hand, “Horner asked you to send out the contract when you were filling in for his assistant and you sent it to Checo. You sent him my meeting date.  My contract!”

“I didn-“

“You owe me…you owe me so much!”

“But I-“

“Do you want me to tell him?” he growled, “do you want me to let him know that you fucked up?  That you caused him to have to rely entirely on Max?”

“I-I…no…”

“Then until you help me fix this…you’re mine!”

“Y-yours?”

“Hey…you coming?”

You looked up at Daniel, his hand squeezing yours just a little too tightly, “oh-uh…yeah.  I-I’m sorry.”

“You need to cool it,” he whispered shortly through gritted teeth when Daniel made his way down the hall without the two of you, “you’re going to embarrass me…”

“I-I’m sorry…I-“

“You know what happens when you embarrass me,” he smirked, “I know you didn’t forget the last time.”

“Say it again,” the Australian growled in your ear as his hips snapped against yours, “say it again, sweetheart!”

“I’m sorry,” you moaned, unable to control your body as your orgasm spasmed through you, “I-I’m sorry…oh GOD!”

“Did I say you could cum?” he hissed, hips bucking wildly, “Did I?”

“Daniel!”

“Fine,” he growled, “you want to cum….you’re not going to stop until you pass out from exhaustion!  Hope it was worth it!”

You whimpered, your thighs clenching instinctively as you felt the dull ache from the previous week. 

For forgetting to pack his sunglasses in his go-bag you’d been forced to the bed and overstimulated until you truly did pass out. 

When you came to, he was still thrusting away.

It was only the other day you could wear underwear because your core was so sensitive from the amount of pleasure he’d given you. 

“Babe…” Your eyes shot to Daniels’ and he gave you a faux charming smile as he patted his lap, “c’mere…sit with me.”

You gave him a nervous look as the other Checo and his wife engaged in conversation with Max once more. 

“Ye-yeah…”

You didn’t have much time to respond as he pulled you onto his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist, “be good…and I might just let you be the one to unwrap your present tonight.”

“P-present?”

He smirked as his hands fiddled with the hem of your dress, “what…did you think we were just coming to the holiday dinner and that was it?  You’re mine all break before you jet off to help Horner with the social media strategy next year…”

“Daniel, I-“

“Be a good girl, sweetheart!” he smiled charmingly, as his hand reached down to caress your thigh, sending shivers down your spine.

[stzrgirl4norris]

Since alot of people are doing it i decided to join in, curious what who you will match me with

So im INFJ, not social at ALL but i can manage small talks probably, its the reason i wear headphones in public lol, I love music, like alot

I think im creative, i draw a lot since im an artist, and i love to read, books or fanfics, anything lmao, im also a fan of learning new languages, and i love to collect stuff, like f1 lego, kuromi plushies and merch, cans of energy drinks, you name it, i love reading or drawing while listening to any random youtube video, its calming for some reason

I am not a fan of touch, HOWEVER it very depends on the person, and how much i trust them, if its a friend a hug is fine you know 😭

I love food, dispite being lowkey a picky eater.. sushi is my fan favorite tho

I am a chubby type, purple hair, blue eyes and around 165+ cm? I believe, i want to get piercings and tattoes in the future for sure

I hope its enough info, describing myself is hard lol, thank you in advance 🫶

so this (also i have a few share of tats and i do recommend!!!!!) wanted to start by saying it

you are giving me lowkey alex albon vibes (i think he’s the most unique and would certainly match your energy) (dani ric was a close second)

• Alex finds your habit of collecting little things oddly endearing. He absolutely fuels it. Comes back from races with random local Kuromi merch, limited edition Red Bull cans, or little vintage trinkets because “it looked like something you’d keep next to that creepy little bear with button eyes you like.”

• He learns early on not to take your introversion personally.

•He never pushes you into physical affection. In fact, the first time you touched his hand (to take fries from his plate), he made a mental note: that’s it. that’s her love language. fries theft.

• You teach him phrases in your favorite languages — he butchers them with his accent, and you mock him mercilessly.

•It becomes a game: if he says it right, you owe him a hug (or a kiss on the cheek, once you’re brave enough). If he messes it up, he owes you sushi.

•Your favorite shared activity is just… being near each other. You’re drawing. He’s watching football with headphones on.

• You talk about future tattoos during one of your deep-late-night rambles. Alex surprises you by saying he’d want something matching with you.

• “I was watching a video essay on the history of fonts and suddenly realized I missed you.”

• “If I build the F1 Lego set, will you draw me as a Lego man?”

• “I bought you this because it’s purple and creepy and I immediately thought of you.”

• “If you touch me before 9am, I will cry. This is not a threat. This is a promise.”

• “I’m not saying you collect weird shit, but… why do you have a Red Bull can with googly eyes on it?”

• You swore you’d never show anyone your “silly little drawings.” But Alex saw the corner of one sticking out of your notebook and begged. You groaned, hid under a pillow, and told him he’d have to bribe you.

He came back with sushi.

You showed him one.

Then ten.

[whatarethe0ddsac]

The Honey Badger is Back! 🦡🍯💙🤍

Gotta be honest guys, I was half blind when this news came out and I got excited so I cried and my eyes BURNED so bad- it was worth it lmao 🤙🏼✨

HONESTLY- I feel bad for Nyck, he deserved more than 10 races to prove himself but- it is what it is and now I’m just happy Dani Ric is back with a smile and all the vibe to compete 🥺💙

Enjoy my silly lil’ drawing!! 💙🤍 HUNGARY LET’S GOOOOO! 🇭🇺❤️

P.S. First time drawing a Honey Badger, those creatures are weird af looking lmao-

+Close Up & Speed paint 👀🦡✨

[purple-goo-writes]

Acrobatics of the Heart

...I should be sleeping

but I am plagued with an idea for Dick/Danny (Green Elephants? Death Defying? Dead Circus? Whichever is the ship's name.)

Just a meet-cute where Danny is the cute new single dad in Bludhaven and Dick is his daughter Ellie's (Dani) Gymnastics Teacher.

Cause (19 to 20-year-old) Danny moved to Gotham for a new start/college and the fact that Dani (now Ellie) is now like five years old (her actual age) instead of being physically a few years younger than him. So basically new start, portal has been dismantled and Danny has a mini-portal for needing to pop into the ghost zone for king business. Right now he just wants to get his engineering degree, cause I stan Danny Is Smart.

Dick quit the police force (RIC NEVER HAPPENED CAUSE FUCK THAT TIMELINE) and becomes a gymnastics/acrobatics teacher at the local (newly rebuilt thanks to Bruce Wayne) Recreation Center and teaches ages 5 and up. A new year, a new group of Little AcroBats for Dick to teach!

He is rather fond of little Ellie Nightingale, she is a little gremlin that kinda reminds him of Jason when he was younger. She's a little spitfire, and he somehow misses meeting her parent during pick up and drop off.

Until Ellie finally drags Danny over to meet her favorite teacher, Mr. Grayson!

[evstostuff]

At Least I Don't Have To Do Cardio

Pairing: Reader x Danny Ric

Warnings: 18+, choking, language, hair pulling, unprotected sex, public sex, thigh riding, slightly dominant Danny and reader, dirty talk, slight tattoo obsession.

Word count: Roughly 2,000

A/N: So this is my first smutty bit of writing. Please leave feedback, make it constructive! Welcome to my head and my obsession with Dany Ric's tattoos :)

“Come on you can do it Y/N, just one more.” 

A large hand swiped across your arse cheek, supposedly an effort to encourage you to push through the pain of the barbell squats Danny was making you do. The sharp sensation from the slap went straight through to your core causing you to bite your lip. You got through the last one and put the barbell back on the rack so Danny could do his set. 

“I’m proud of you baby, you’re getting stronger.” 

His eyes racking over your body as you removed your oversized t-shirt. Those gorgeous brown eyes were full with lust, making every inch of your body shiver with excitement.

Both of you continued with your workout. Danny focused on his legs and you deciding a run was the best way to clear your mind of the dirty thoughts.

You and Danny had been friends for years before your relationship. Obviously, you took a bit of a backseat once he got into formula one. However, you supported him no matter what, constantly texting him good luck and watching on tv when you were unable to go to races. Unfortunately, towards the end of his 2018 season at Red Bull, things got hectic. Work got in the way and his busy schedule meant you barely saw each other. You’d text occasionally, checking up on each other but usually the replies were short and sweet, not leading to too much of a conversation. 

It wasn’t until a year later during the summer break that you two bumped into each other whilst holidaying in Ibiza. You were relieved that he was still the same Danny you had grown up with. After a quick catch up, you both agreed to meet later that night at one of the clubs with all of your friends. Nothing had changed between the pair of you, no awkward moments or anger due to the lack of communication over the last year. You couldn’t help but notice how well the Renault move had paid off for him, there was an aura of content you had never seen in Danny and it was really working for him. 

As the night went on and the lusting stares continued. The sexual tension between the pair of you was so intense, you both ended up rekindling under the bed sheets in his hotel room.

From then on, you both spent every moment you possibly could with each other whether it was exploring different cities in the countries Danny was racing in, or spending endless hours in the hotel room showing each other how much you both had truly missed being around each other.

Fixated on Danny, you looked at him in the mirror. Scanning his body, sweat dripped from his forehead causing the chocolate curls of his uncut hair to stick to his skin as he continued to push himself. 

Your eyes locked onto the colourful tattoos peaking out from underneath his gym shorts. They complimented his thighs so well. There was just something about them that made you drool. 

Your mind wandered to a couple of nights ago, Daniel had just come back from Canada. With jet lag involved, you were just happy to have Daniel back in your bed. None of that mattered though, he just wanted to show you how much he had really missed you. Part of that night you spent clawing at his thighs and those amazing tattoos as you rode yourself and him to the third or fourth orgasm. You had lost count as his hands fondling your breasts, occasionally rubbing either nipple between his finger sending you crazy.

“What are you thinking about babe?” Danny’s Aussie accent echoed around the empty gym snapping you out of your daydream.

“None of your business Danny.” You smirked at the sweaty man as you hoped off the treadmill and walked past him to your gym bag. 

Daniel came up behind you. “I think you should tell me y/n.” 

His hand wrapped in your ponytail, tugging your head back gently giving him access to your neck. His lips kissed every single inch of your skin available to him, nipping at the sensitive areas that never failed to make you moan.Your breathing grew heavy as his teeth gently grazed against the skin on your neck. 

Growing impatient, Danny tugged a bit harsher, clearly wanting an answer. 

“I was thinking about the other night, about how good you felt inside me whilst I rode you” Your words caused a blush to creep up your cheeks. 

“Oh baby, you really do look phenomenal when riding me. Such a moaning mess all for me.” Your words clearly had an effect as he pressed his growing hard on against your ass. 

“Daniel, we can’t, not here.” You gasped as he slipped his hand out of your hair and situated itself round your neck. 

Your eyes locked with Daniels in the mirror, his eyes darkening as he wanted nothing more but to be inside you. 

Luckily, your apartment building’s gym wasn’t very popular and was always empty in the mornings. 

Danny sat down on the bench in front of you, legs spread. “Sit.” Danny gently patted his thigh. 

You looked at him slightly confused. 

“You’re gonna ride my thigh like you did my cock the other night.” Danny pulled you down on top of his thigh.

He let you get comfortable as his fingers gently massaged your hips. The growing ache of your core begged for some attention causing you to gently roll your hips forward on Danny's thigh.

Danny's fingers tightened on your hips guiding you at a much quicker pace than you were prepared for. You couldn’t help it, the friction was just where you needed it. A small string of moans slipped out as Danny’s eyes were stuck watching you slowly build up further towards your orgasm. 

“How does that feel baby?”  

In all honesty it felt amazing but still nothing compared to the real pleasure you knew Danny could give you by having his way with you.

“Y/N, answer me.” Danny grabbed your hips, holding you still. 

A groan left your lips.

You knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted you to beg and that wasn’t happening. 

You slowly moved you hand down Danny’s chest, making your way down to his shorts that were now extremely tight, revealing how hard he really was. A sigh left Danny’s lips as you traced your fingertips over the outline of his cock. 

“It felt amazing baby” you whispered in his ear as you dragged your core over his thigh again.

“Do you want to be inside me Danny?” 

“Fuck baby, I want you so badly, let me have you here?” He pleaded. 

Danny’s eye, full of lust racked down your body as his hands brushed down your curves. You couldn’t resist Danny much longer. You connected your lips with him. The kiss was desperate and was sending waves of pleasure down to your core. 

Danny lifted you up. “Bend over and hold on to the bench.”

You did as you were told. Waiting in anticipation, you could feel the wetness gathering within your shorts. You were throbbing for Daniel to be inside you.

Danny’s hand slowly caressed the curve of your arse. You were getting impatient and Danny could see the frustration building on your face in the mirror.

Within seconds your gym shorts were round your ankles. Danny pushed your thong to the side and slipped his finger through your wetness. You gasped at the sudden contact. A small chuckle left Danny’s lips as he removed his finger and brought it to his lips. You watched him as he sucked your juices off of his finger. 

“Oh baby, you taste so good. All ready for me to fuck you.” Danny’s shorts had been pushed down along with his boxers to reveal his extremely hard cock. 

He situated himself at your entrance. Slowly, he ran the tip through your folds. Both of you moaned. Danny’s cock twitched at how wet you were for him.

“Please Danny.” You moaned.

Danny couldn’t wait any longer, seeing you bent over and begging for his cock made him feral. He wanted to fuck you into oblivion, screaming his name letting everyone in the apartment block know how good he made you feel as you’d cum round his cock. 

Lining up to your entrance, Danny secured his grip on your hips. Pushing into you, he didn’t give you any time to adjust. He was on a mission. Danny's thrusts were fast, jolting your whole body forward with the sheer force he was applying. Within seconds you were a panting mess, head bowed, bottom lip between your teeth, leaving fingernail imprints on the headrest of the bench. 

With every thrust he was hitting every sweet spot inside you. Danny released the grip of one of his hands and moved it to your ponytail, pulling your head up to be able to watch your reaction. The sharp tug on your hair made you gasp, your eyes opening to lock with Danny’s in the mirror. You both kept your eyes fixed on each others as you both quickly became moaning messes at the feeling of one another. Danny’s thrusts were getting slightly slower indicating he was trying delay his orgasm. You were close, the feeling building within you, ready to take over and blow your mind. 

“I wanna watch you cum Y/N.”

Danny let go of your ponytail and moved his hand down to your front to the top of your thong. 

“Don’t you dare put your head down, you keep your eyes on me.” Danny was stern and you knew he would punish you if didn’t do as you were told. 

His fingers found your clit, adding an extra amount of pleasure to what you were already feeling as he slowly circled the bundle of nerves. The pressure inside you was building, you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold it much longer. With the new added pleasure from Danny’s fingers surging through you. Becoming weak at the knees from the intense pressure building up within, you gripped the bench harder hoping it would bring you a bit of extra stability. Danny could feel how close you were, you were tighten around his cock which was really putting his restraint to the test.

“Cum for Y/N” he cooed at you.

His wish was your command, as the words left his mouth you felt your soul leave you body as you screamed.

“Fuck. Danny.”

With you tightening around Danny, he found his release with your name being repeated like a chant to the gods. You watched Danny come undone in the mirror, head thrown back as his grip tighten on your hip whilst he emptied himself into you. The image alone shot extra waves of pleasure causing you to grip around Danny, his hips bucking into you further causing you both to groan. 

The gym filled with the sounds of you both panting, coming down from your highs. Slowly Danny pulled out from you and grabbed his gym towel to help clean you up. You sighed at the contact of the towel, still sensitive from your orgasm. 

“Come on baby, let’s get back upstairs. How does a bubble bath sound?” Danny pulled your shorts back up and helped you stand up straight.

You nodded your head. A small smile forming as you looked at your boyfriend, truly appreciating how lucky you were. Danny picked up your bag, handed it to you and wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him.

“At least I don’t have to do cardio now.” Danny chuckled as you both walked upstairs.

[shes-unwell-babe]

Miss- you’ve done it AGAIN

Sometimes you just have to be a tease

Warnings: smut, blowjob, sexting, nudes, strip tease, strip poker, road head don't blow while you drive

Lando Norris:

Lando is easy to tease, he really tries hard not to show it, but it is not that hard to get him riled up. You enjoy teasing him and seeing him frazzles, especially when he is trying to focus. So, on days when you are invited to join Lando down at the factory, you tend to wear a short dress or skirt that highlights your curves perfectly. On these particular days you will dress in front of Lando, letting him see what lays beneath your favourite sundress, showing him his gift if he is willing to work for it.

When at the factory, you and Lando would head to his office, you are sitting across from him, working on your university work, while Lando reads over the data from the last race or test run. Your foot would slowly start to move up and down his leg, Lando rubbing it off as you needed contact with him. He would be too engrossed in his work to feel your foot come up to his thigh and start to tease him. When he lets a moan slip from his mouth from your actions, only then does he realise. He will quickly grab your calf and hold your leg while he gives you a death stare. In return you stick out your tongue. You leave Lando alone for a few minutes, turning to the door to ensure it is locked and making sure the blinds are closed. Once your assessment of the room is done and you know that Lando is still too busy to even care, you slowly slip under the table, your hands gently ease down Lando’s sweats, his mind too focused on the numbers on the pages in front of him to care. Your hands help guide his length our of his boxers and your mouth slowly covers the tip of his length, Lando jumps at the sensation causing you to giggle around his length, the vibrations cause Lando to groan. A hand moving to grip your head as he says “Baby, we can’t do this here” but his argument is forgotten quickly as you start to move up and down his length, tongue swirling as you go and cheeks hollow. He can’t do anything except watch the goddess he calls his girlfriend go down on him. His hips start to thrust up into your mouth and you let him. You enjoy it when Lando gets carried away, your eyes are tearing up due to the size of Lando but him moaning your name is spurring you on. You hollow out your cheeks and gently place your tongue on the underside of his tip, before using your hands to jerk off what doesn’t fit in your mouth. Lando’s head rolls back, his hand gripping your hair tighter and pulling slightly, causing you to moan around him and sending him spiralling as he cums into your mouth. You lick him clean, before putting his length away, Lando is about to grab your hand and have you sit on his face when he hears your alarm go off.

“Not now baby, you have a meeting with Zak.” You say with a smirk on your face.

Mick Schumacher:

It starts off innocently enough. Mick would suggest a game night and not having many games in your new apartment, you decided to use the gag gift you and Mick had received last year, it was a poker game, but Daniel, being Daniel had gifted you and Mick a strip poker game. You read the instructions out to Mick, noticing how his eyes never left your lips as you read out every rule, his mind imaging those lips on every inch of length. His mind already in the gutter before you had even started. You knew you wear teasing him, you had prepared to have a steamy night, you dressed in a little black thong, matching lace bra and one of Mick’s Under Armour shirts. Your mind was too focused on watching Micks hands shuffle the cards that you weren’t even listening to him, your mind imaging scenarios of what those hands could do to you, you shifted in your seat trying to ease the heat between your legs. Mick smirked to himself, knowing that something he was doing was turning you on.

~~~A few hours later~~~

You and Mick had both won a few games, Mick still had his boxers on, whereas you had your bra and thong on, Mick had just one this round and you knew he wanted your bra. You were never won to back down from a bet, so you did what you had planned since the beginning, You stood up and gave him a clear view of you and your chest as you turned around, slowly peeling you bra off, you accidently dropped it before bending down seductively and picking it up, giving Mick a clear view of your ass and showing him what he has been doing to you. You were about to stand up straight when you felt a smack on your ass, you let a groan slip from your mouth. Enjoying the sensation of Mick groping you. His hands gently wrapped around your waist and pulled you back into him as he started to seductively kiss along your neck, his one hand running up along your stomach towards your right breast, his hand wrapping around it as he gently bites down on your shoulder. You groan and slowly fall back into him. His other hand moving towards the waistband of your thong breaks the bubble and you are quick to walk away from him.

“Winner of the next round gets to be on top.” You say, Mick groans but quickly shuffles the cards.

He folds within seconds, before grabbing your hand and running to the bedroom as you squeal

Pierre Gasly:

Pierre was out with his friends when you had started. You never texted him unless it was an emergency, so when Pierre heard his phone go off and saw your name, he was quick to react, but he didn’t expect the text that was waiting for him.

“My legs are open and waiting for you to come in.” your text reads, Pierre chokes on his wine, playing it off as an accident to his friends. He knew he was playing with fire, but he couldn’t resist replying to your message.

“Baby, we can have fun when I get home.” He replies thinking about all of the things he can do to you when he gets home.

“I guess I’ll just have to use my fingers then, but yours are always better.” You reply is simple but effective, Pierre moves in his seat trying to ease the pain of hic cock straining against his pants. The image of you on yours and Pierre’s bed in nothing, your hand between your legs as you moan Pierre’s name and imagine Pierre pleasing you has him reaching for his wine again.

“Ma Cherie, you can’t tease me when I can’t do anything about it. You will need to learn a lesson.”

In reply to you simple send him a picture, it’s nothing wild, well that is what Pierre thought at first, but on closer inspection he can see its just you looking up at the camera, you are kneeling on the carpet in front of the huge freestanding mirror he got for you. The photo is taken from an angle that shows your gorgeous face and cleavage that the bra creates, but the angle also shows your reflection in the mirror, your reflection showcases the arch of your back and highlights your ass, the bright pink lingerie a stark contrast to your skin. Pierre stares at the picture, saving it and moving it to a private file for those long race weeks where you are unable to join him. He is about to reply when he gets a message from you, it reads “Are you coming home now? Or must I still finish myself off?”

Pierre is out of seat in seconds, he throws enough cash on the table for everyone before he utters some excuse and makes his way to his car. On his way to please his girl.

Max Verstappen:

Max never knew about what Christian had spoke to you about at the beginning of the season, it was a simple request one you were happy to fulfil, knowing that Max needed all the motivation he could get if he was going to even have a chance at winning this year. So when Christian had asked if you could keep all bedroom activities to a low during race weekends but ensure Max was fired up, you understood his hidden meaning of “tease Max but no sex with Max till after the race” , it was easy at first but then you started attending certain races and being able to keep your hands off of Max become a never ending battle, one which usually left you overstimulated as you refused to please Max, instead teasing him and Max having to take his frustrations out on you. But this weekend it was different. The Belgium race was one you were never going to miss, but you had mad Max believe it. This meant doing the usual methods of teasing that you would conduct on race weekends you didn’t go to.

It starts on a Friday afternoon, between practice 1 and 2, you knew he would be in a meeting, and a simple selfie of you in a towel after getting out of the shower is all he gets, the towel just coming to mid-thigh, his reply would be a simple “you look stunning schjate” an indication that he isn’t really paying attention to you.

Your next picture is a bit more daring, its you in a thong, your arm covering your breasts as you stick your tongue out, you send it with a message saying “Fine, no more for grumpy then.” His reply is instant, but you ignore it, making sure he is frustrated enough, he finishes practice 3 on top. Now on Friday night you have already taken the photos for Saturday, knowing that you will be on a flight for half the day you are prepared to make it seem like you are home.

The first one you send him on Saturday, is you sitting on the bed, legs crossed, a red lacey lingerie set on and his cap on your head, the photo is a selfie, the mirror that sits across the bed helping to highlight your curves and your message is simple: “ good luck for today, my love” Max has to excuse himself from the meeting when he receives the picture. His need growing for you every day. He is tempted to call you, but your next message stops him.

“If you put her on pole, I’ll ride you and act out that one fantasy of yours.”

Max groans and his quick to reply, “Which one?”

You send a picture back of you in one of older overalls, the zipper zipped all the way down and it open to show a hint of your breasts, on your head is one of his helmets.

Max, put the car on pole and after a torturous night of having to sleep next to you but not touch you. Max won the race, and you had a pair of overalls waiting for you in the hotel room.

Dani Ric:

Dani and you were open about a lot of things, especially your fantasies. He was always willing to act out your and after Monza, you had decided it was time to act out one of his. As soon as he got home, you had grabbed him and placed him in a chair you had placed in the middle of the living room, you turned on the stereo and before Dani could even compliment your body in the light blue lace babydoll you had on, his eyes zeroed in on your hips as you started swaying them to the beat, your head thrown back and your hands in your hair as you moved your body to the beat, Dani’s eyes were enough for you to know that you were doing all the right moves. You walk towards Dani and place a heel on the seat, between his legs, he gulps, his eyes following your leg up along your curves, his eyes stopping at your breasts, before slowly going up to your face, his hand comes up, to trail along your thigh, you stop him, your hand coming up below his chin to make him look at you as you slowly brush your lips against his. Before you can kiss him properly you quickly turn, you sit on the seat between his legs.

You start slowly grinding on him, you feel his length straining against his jeans as you move your ass in circles, making sure to always brush against his length. You feel his hands trailing against your waist and you are up in seconds, your hands on his shoulders as you smirk at him, you sit on his lap, your legs wrapping around his waist as you start to grind on him, his groans and tightening grip on your waist are enough to show his enjoyment. You start kissing along his neck, trying to work him up more. Its enough because within seconds he is carrying you towards the bedroom.

Charles Leclerc:

Charles and you were always between Monaco and Italy, so when Charles made the suggesting driving to Monza, you were quick to agree, enjoying the idea of spending more time with your fiancé.

What you didn’t expect was to be so turned on and not even halfway to Italy, Charles was a hot menace when behind the wheel, even of his normal Ferrari. Your eyes couldn’t look away from the way his hands gripped the steering wheel or the way his arms flexed when he changed lanes or had to turn the car. His eyes had a glint to them that you only ever saw when he climbed in and out of the car, a glint that drove your crazy. You shifted in your seat again only for Charles to place a hand on your thigh, your bare thigh thanks to the skirt you were wearing. It did nothing to ease your need. Instead, he squeezed your thigh and the moan you let slip was enough for Charles to smirk.

You knew the game he was playing and instead chose to do the one thing you have only ever spoken about.

“Cha, put cruise control on and focus on the road.” You said, Charles did as he was told, thinking you just wanted to talk and him to not do anything impulsive once he hears your words. He didn’t expect you to lean across the centre console, your hands unbuttoning his jeans and pulling his length out of his boxers. Charles was slightly confused but you are wrapping your length around him, caused him to groan, his eyes going down to watch what you are doing. You tap his thigh a warning for him to look back at the road. He groans as you lick along his length, you are savouring it and taking your time. You lick the pre-cum off and slowly take his length into your mouth. You start bobbing up and down on him, his groans of pleasure making you ignore the uncomfortable position you are on in. Charles one hand moves to the back of your head helping to guide you, as his other hand turns white from gripping the steering wheel so tight. Your hands move to play with his ballas as your pace increase, and you start to suck him harder. It takes a few minutes but soon Charles is cumming and you swallow it, slowly sitting up and looking at Charles, you are smiling g at the blissed out look on his face.

You are confused when you see him pulling over, but you understand when you feel his hands on you, pulling you into his lap.

Me:

[chachavroomvroom]

Top ten chaotic moments of the season imo (in no particular order):

Alonso’s plane crash in Austin after Stroll sent him flying and then him continuing on like nothing happened 🦅

Piastrigate. I was literally in the wilderness when it happened and I logged back in as the Piasco was unfolding live on twitter.com 👹

Ferrari missing a wheel in that disastrous long ass pitstop for Sainz 🛞

The catering costcapgate allegations 🍲

Max not giving Checo the position in Brazil 🫣

Latifi fastest in FP3 in Hungary 🐐

Assassination attempt on Lando Norris by Daniel Ricciardo via the red hopper ball ☄️

Pierre and Esteban future teammates announcement with that picture where they are both standing like this🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

Seb finally joining insta and his first post is literally him ditching F1 🥲

Alpha Tauri taping Yuki’s rear wing 👺

Honourable mentions:

Charles being confused over his own height in grill the grid.

That weird honey badger ad campaign ft. Dany Ric

Ryan Air always at the scene of the crime every meme-able weekend

Nyck De Vries racing for half the grid teams this year

George Russell’s increasingly British expressions on the radio

[ascarimo]

I neeeeeed Jealous Lando, Dani ric hits on you and Lando gets jealous even though you’re just co-workers

A/N: wasn’t sure if you meant that the reader & Lando were co-workers or Daniel & the reader, so I just wrote this (:

“Hey, you look nice today”. Daniel complimented you when he came into the media paddock, your arm stretched out with the recorder while Lando was speaking to Sky-Sports. “Thanks”. You replied with a smile, giggling softly when he winked at you. Lando hadn’t missed the bright blue hair tye you’ve been using to put up your hair, the soft, silky ribbon decorating your hairdo so nicely. As soon as Daniel complimented you, he wished he had done it himself earlier. Lando briefly looked at the Renault driver from over his shoulder before continuing the interview.

He didn’t say anything when you led him to the next interview and he kept quiet on your way back to the motorhomes. “Is everything alright?”. You asked when you came into his driver’s room. “Fine”. Lando replied, sitting on the sofa and taking his shoes off. “It doesn’t seem like it. But don’t worry if you thought your answers were a little...”. “It’s not about the interviews”. Lando shook his head. “You’re going to laugh at me if I tell you”. He hummed and crossed his muscular arms over his chest. “Then keep your secrets”. You shrugged.

It was silent for a minute and it started to gnaw at him, which made him spill what he wanted to say. “It was Daniel”. Lando sighed. “He said what I wanted to tell you but I didn’t have the courage”. He said. “What? That I look nice?”. You asked in surprise. “Yeah, the ribbon looks beautiful in your hair”. His cheeks turned crimson. “So I was a little jealous”. He bit on his lower lip. “There’s nothing to be jealous of, Lando”. You sat down next to him. “Because I’ll only remember you saying it anyway”. Lando smiled in response, feeling the butterflies in his body.

[uncannycyke]

X-Factor might not have the best writing but it IS the gayest X team right now so I love it. Excalibur might have Rictor, and you’d think that would up the gayness, but actually Rictor without Shatterstar is in fact homophobic and the addition of weird queerbait with Apocalypse puts their gay factor in the negatives. Marauders had Kitty kiss a girl, so they get a few points for that, but Bobby has disappeared so it’s not enough. New Mutants keeps teasing me with Dani and Xi’an and Dani and Rahne and Sam and Roberto but there’s no follow through, and in addition to that Warlock is sad, which makes me sad. 1/10 they get 1 point because I’m all for Doug being cute and tiny. X-Men and X-Force have never been straighter (derogatory) and I’m not here for it. I like SWXRD because their outfits are fabulous, the art is great, and it’s Al Ewing so it’s bound to be well written and he’s given me enough gay in the past that I’m willing to give him points on credit

it is! i think there’s value in finally having a team with gay heroes who are allowed to be visibly gay? until x factor came along, there was nothing doing that. 

excalibur could do....more with rictor? i’m a ricstar! but if they wanna break them up i think you can use this time to tell a rictor story without refusing to acknowledge that he misses star. what’s he like rn that he can’t be with him? i think a lot of ric’s development has been sidestepped for the betsy show sadly.

marauders..........idk if that was actually kitty coming out or just duggan being noncommittal. it felt noncommittal so i’m hesitant to give them the point yet lol, their bobby/christian is piss poor though and its, again, not giving him any focus. 

new mutants is just a good book. plus they introduced a new nonbinary character via Cam! and the writer themselves is nonbinary so it gets major points. this is the only title thus far to have a trans chara. 

xmen and x force r truly so straight..........and both subject me to jogan so....horrible

SWORD i trust yeah. 

[mattholicguilt]

Tell us more Star Trek x-men thoughts?

okay so i thought meggan might be a trekkie because she was practically raised by TV and what if she metamorphs into vulcan/klingon/bajoran for halloween or just because it’s fun. then i thought “what if meggan were friends with ANOTHER super sweet pointy-eared blonde lady” aka kes

dani moonstar and kira nerys would get along like a house on fire. throw ro laren in there, too. dani would punch gul dukat in the face. 

there’s a wonderful fic about scott using the danger room to recreate the kobayashi maru

obligatory dr. mccoy and dr. mccoy point

what if the starjammers showed up on deep space nine. they would just.... trash quark’s. hepzibah would probably hit on dax.

shard bishop is a hologram but she’s also sentient so like. what if a star trek au where shard’s memory is preserved on the holodeck but then holo!shard really takes on a life of her own? also also. i think lorna/shard would be a fun ship and i have this idea of like. lorna watching star trek (with pietro or jamie or someone) and they remark “i can’t believe geordi fell in love with a hologram! so ridiculous” meanwhile lorna is pining away for shard

not strictly x-men but. what if odo and the impossible man met. they have similar talents but VASTLY DIFFERENT personalities. 

doug ramsey figuring out ‘darmok and jalad at tanagra’

jamie braddock is one of the q. maybe proteus too? maybe all reality warpers. 

i said this on twitter already but sam has never missed an episode of star trek since next gen began airing. tng, ds9, voy, ent, dsc, he’s seen them all. even when he was literally in actual space.

scott has something in common with everyone on tng. he wears a visor, like geordi. he’s from alaska, like riker. he has a son, like dr. crusher. he has an outlandish and outgoing parent sexing through the galaxy, like deanna. 

the borg and the phalanx/technarch are very similar concepts which means either ‘au where they are one and the same’ or ‘sam guthrie makes warlock watch ‘I, Borg’ with him’

i’m NOT saying this just because they’re both redheads i swear but i think beverly and jean would get along really well. and i think bev would understand the phoenix really well. 

jake and nog befriend everett and angelo

ric and star love watching star trek together. ric just likes the adventurey aspect of the show and shatty LOVES WORF. tabby joins them occasionally because she thinks beverly crusher and janeway are hot. 

[southsidelover]

IT’S THAT TIME AGAIN!!!

The year has come to an end... but what a year it’s been! From the end and the new start of season 2 to 3, from the ridiculous Tumblr purge, from Cheryl-gate, to comic-gate... it’s been a hell of a ride, ladies and gentlemen. But through it all, I’ve ended up meeting and becoming close with such incredible people, not to mention those that have been with me since this madness began. I am legit full of love and adoration for those around me, because I’m who I am today because of the goodness you bring into my life. So! Here’s to another fantastic year, to hoping that you all have wonder and happiness in your life. 

Some messages of love to those who have been standout fantastic below!

@yourpaljughead​ / @thetowcr​ - V! The V to by Z. My best friend, maid of honour, and a shining fucking star of goodness in this world. You have done... so much for me this year. From scheming behind my back with my fiancé to pull off the most beautiful engagement, to being here as I’ve bought my first house, to just being YOU... honestly, I couldn’t thank you enough for being the light that you are in my life. I know it’s been a challenging year, but I couldn’t be prouder of all the things you’ve done, the steps you’ve taken, the relationships you’ve recognized as toxic, and the growth you’ve made. Next year is going to be insane, and I can’t wait to face it all with you. I’m truly blessed to have you in my life. And... you know. I... I love you. Like. Love you lo-- lol. Wink wink. See you tonight, babe!

@chaosblossomed​ - Steph, like, holy shit. Can you believe that Choni was finally made real in this year of our lord, twenty gay teen? Basically, we called it, and made it fucking real, by summoning it with the strength of our writing skills. I’m so so happy we met. That you’ve been such a consistent and stable writing partner. That nobody else in this world does Cheryl the justice that you do, because holy crap, how are you not her? And like. I cannot, CANNOT WAIT until I meet you in person at my wedding. You are such a strong and persistent girl, and I can’t help but admire your willingness to bounce back from anything. You’re so much stronger than you give yourself credit for. I adore you to bits, and I hope you know, we’re stuck together for life now. 

@stormedchaos​ / @yourlittlejellybean​ - Oh my Lor. YOU have been such trouble, young lady! It was such a trip to meet you in person, and holy shit Ireland was so fun! Now here’s to hoping you can make it to Canada come 2k19, because you so need to be with everyone as we herald this madness for another year. I’m so happy you’re back to writing and feeling good, that you’ve purged out some of the awfulness of the year and are moving to a place in your life where you’re happy, free, and where your head is high. You’re a fantastic person, and you need to leave the shit where it belongs in 2018! Because next year is your year, girl, so own it, claim it, and find it yours, with goodness in your heart.

@goodnessfilled - Now, you, you? You’re such a good person Ric! And this year, holy crap, I swear you’ve made such huge progress! You’re now living in a new country, chasing your next educational step in life, and you’re doing it all while writing the most fleshed out, fantastic Archie, and extended family. Do you know how brilliant that is!? I mean I always remind you but still. I’m proud of you and what you’ve accomplished, and think the world of you - I appreciate that I can go to you when I need a person to bounce ideas off of, I appreciate your solidarity within the community, and I love that you are always there to do the moral right thing. You’re gold, Ric. 

@dangeress​ / @wistcrias​ / @soleheir​ / etc - This girl is amazing. She manages to always write such rich, fantastic muses and with such grace. I’m always left in awe, Dani, and while we don’t talk as much as we RP, I want you to know that I always find your muses deep and amazing, and I adore writing with you when we do. You always feel unafraid and strong when it comes to the things that you believe in, and feel so fun when you have your emotions at hand. Just know you’re admired, and well thought of, from this court. 

@machiavelliani​ / @ourpyrrhicvictory​ / @forslaughter​ / etc - Oso is like. Wow? I don’t know how else to put it, but seeing the black experience so beautifully captured in writing always makes me sit up straight. Oso’s got this beauty to their writing too that’s so inspiring and makes me wanna do shit better, and I hope that slowly but surely, I’m doing that. Can’t wait to do more with your muses with Agatha now that I have my own witchling muse to play, and never forget how brilliant you are my friend!! 

@holyxgrail​ - Now if you wanna rp with a girl who write female brilliance, this is the one! I always feel bad tossing huge ass paragraphs at her, but man does she inspire me, and her muses are always so much fun to play against. Props to you for a year of finding out more of who and how you wanna play, for finding your confidence and your voice, and for knowing that you’re worth playing for both your boys AND your girls. Especially your girls. And thanks for inducting me into a world where I love Barbara Palvin, fuck!

@pinkxperfectionisms​ - Gonna be real. This girl? The most INCREDIBLE Betty. Like I love playing the good and the bad and the necessary evils, and how you always keep in mind that Betty is fucking 16 years old, man, like she doesn’t have her shit together, none of them do! They’re kids! You’re such a good bean of a soul, and rping with you and all our future OT3 stuff with V gets me all hella hyped, because I feel you’re so into the world building and understanding of maddening timelines on everyones’ ends. You’re gold babe!

@curiouscast - Nowwww, we started RPing because I found you super randomly in the indie rp tag but I’m so so glad I did! Like not only are all your muses so fun, but you’re so willing to try out new shit, you’re willing to really lean into characterizations, and I love that you keep pace with novella with me! Now that you’re also doing Riverdale and SPN, I swear to god we’re always going to have something going on. This new year is gonna be one that we DOMINATE, yo!!!

@evcryhcrd​ - My darling-est darling! You always always always inspire me with how much love and devotion you pay to Troy. Like it’s so heartening to know that you can be so invested and that we get to write such beautiful things together. I don’t know where the easiest place to find you anymore is (Tumblr? Discord? Where are you!) but know that I always find you dear in my heart. The last year was so fun to write out in development between Troy and Toni, and even with the angst and agony, I can’t wait to see what we cook up for them.

@mademiistakes​ / @favorpaid​ - Megs, my sweetie, thank you so much for the last year of goodness between Toni and Joaquin. Like their friendship fuels me! I know that despite your dolls both being dipped at the moment, I am confident you and I can continue RPing Serpent brilliance because that, babes, is what we do. I appreciate you so much, and thank you for being with me through the ups and the downs. 

@heavenlysigh​ - Girl, I always love writing with you. Toni and Hara have seen so much growth this year, and I feel at the heart of it, that you always wake up this poetry in my writing. I adore it, and their complicated relationship and friendship. It really makes me feel emboldened when I see them together because it feels like such a lovely example of female friendship between the pair of them, in all its loveliness and ugliness. Let’s see all the new shit they stir up this year.

@slayvicr​ - Sam! Honestly we’re only now starting to get to know each other, but I love how supportive and wonderful you’ve been right out the gate. You’re so lovely when we talk and I can’t wait to see you at my wedding, because I know that you’re a wonderful person and that you’ll be a great person to be there during one of my happiest days. I can’t wait to write with you, either with Buffy or Joaquin or whoever you want to play! A new year, and more stuff for us!

@hoodjunior​ / @ladyreckoning​ - Hello JJ you wild warrior woman! Honestly, didn’t expect to get to know you well, and happy that we are talking. You have been so helpful about the things that you’ve helped me with along the way, from dumb Tumblr things, to helping me craft thoughtful statements. You’re a wonderful person who puts up with far too much, and while this year was not kind, I do hope that the next one will be. 

@sunshinebarbiiie​ / @loyalserpvnt​ - You’re such a fucking sweetheart. Honestly, and writing with both Serena and SP has been a dream. I can’t wait to roll out all the things we’ve plotted between Toni and SP, and developing that rich friendship between Serena and Toni. The things that Serena and Vanessa should have been in the show, had the show been kind to us! Really, you’re fun to write with, and I love having you around.

@ragingicarus​ - Cries, I miss you load and loads and loads, you sweet human bean! I really want you to know that you’re treasured and loved and that writing Toni and John has been so much fun. I can’t wait to jump back in it with you, and want you to know that whenever you’re ready, I’m so so so ready! Missing you darling! And here’s to a new year full of fabulousness!!

@bubblegumxveil​ - J, my J~ you’re always out here with a cheerful word and a happiness to all that you do. Even when things are shit you always manage to have such a mature outlook, and I appreciate the hell out of that in you. Thank you for always thinking of me this year, and I hope you know that you’re really great and I appreciate the crap out of you. I hope next year is brilliant for you and you find your happiness the way you hope to find it!

@rxvenhairedprincess​ - To LA, my princess. I’m really proud of you this year... and thankful, because I know that I can be really blunt, but you’ve taken everything in stride. You’ve seen happiness and are turning so much into your happiness into a day to day thing. It makes me happy and heartened to see that growth in the last year and am really genuinely happy to have you here as apart of my little crew. You’re a good egg LA! Please always keep that in mind.

@swcctserpent​ / @mcntlethemagnificent​ / @fairriverdale​ - Chace! We missed each other in Sydney, but no matter, it does nothing to dull the brilliance in you. Thank you for being so great with both your muses and your own self, in helping give me some perspective when I’m a bit unhappy or unsure about what I want to write, thank you for being around, and thanks for being apart of the Riverdale community. I hope next year is a good one for you!

@snakeblccded​ - Your Charles is so much fun! And I’m happy you picked him up - really really, I’m happy to have him around and to write out all the good and uncertainty within his life out there on the edges. It’s an amazing thing to find someone who’s able to take what few details that are out there and turn that into writing gold, so really, that’s so cool of you. Can’t wait to see what we see in the new year together!

@wlftempr​ / @blackhearttm​ - Couldn’t forget you! I love having all your muses around, from the fatherliness of Alex, to... well, Toni and Spencer being wild. I’m sorry I haven’t been around lately because of vacation, but know that I love writing with you and appreciate you. Like I said on that call we had, I hope that you ended this year in a position where you feel happy and appreciated in your life, because you deserve that. I can’t wait to write with you more too! To a new year!

@uncivilizes​ - Such a random person to have found in the indie rp tag but wow am I glad! You write John like... holy shit amazing, and even though we haven’t done a ton of writing yet, you really perfectly capture his essence, and I can’t wait to do more over the coming year. I wanted to make sure you knew I appreciated and saw that shit in you!