#dewis

[yesloulou]

Thursday | 2023 United States Grand Prix 🇺🇸

[iguessricciardo]

[piastri]

[f1incorrectquotess]

Valtteri: Hi, could I ask how exactly does one accidentally set a lemon on fire??

Lewis: Microwave for 40 minutes.

Daniel: Why were you microwaving a lemon???

Lewis: I read boiling lemons helps cover up bad smells. I wanted to cover up the scent of burnt oranges but I didn't own any pots.

Sebastian: Did you burn an orange too? How???

Lewis: Microwave for 40 minutes.

[princemick]

Lewis and Daniel // thursday, United States GP 2023

[preet-01]

The Many Boyfriends of Daniel Ricciardo

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Chapter 1: The Third Constant in F1

After well over a decade in the sport, Sebastian Vettel is sure of three things in Formula One. Three things that never change and will always remain a constant in the circus that they all loved so much. 

One: Cash is King. Everything they did, everywhere they raced, every track they raced on, it was decided based on how much money people were willing to spend. 

Two: People will always hate the dominating driver. They had hated him, they hated Lewis, and now they hate Max. It’s just how the world of Formula One works, or rather the way of sports in general. People will always hate the winners because their guy is losing. 

Three: Daniel Ricciardo will have at least two men fighting for his attention at any given moment. And more than likely, Daniel will be completely unaware that they can’t stand one another. 

In the early days of Daniel’s career it had been Lewis and Jenson. The teammates loved the adoration Daniel gave them. Two world champions, young and talented at a team that could win them races but not more championships, had found a sort of solace in the adoration given to them by a driver so early in his career. It didn’t hurt that Daniel was so willing to go along with whatever they wanted, so happy to be positioned any which way, to be shared and used and ruined if they so wished.

Then it was Lewis and Nico. The teammates playing tug of war with their favorite Aussie on podiums. Both wanting Daniel and not wanting the other to have a moment alone with him. Daniel hadn’t minded being stuck between the two Mercedes teammates due to his love for their attention. A heady feeling for the Australian who was trying to make his mark on the sport and prove that he deserved his Red Bull seat over all the others. 

Towards the end of the Lewis and Nico teammates era, Max had entered the picture. Young, rash, and so clearly in love with Daniel. So it had become Lewis and Max chasing after Daniel’s affections. A driver cemented in the sport and in his efforts for Daniel versus a driver desperate to clutch on tightly to everything that he received. 

Lewis always remained, never pushing for more than Daniel was willing to give but never settling for anything less than what he wanted. A complicated position for a complicated man. Max, on the other hand, wanted to take and take, never settling for sharing Daniel. At least not in his early years when his only true competition had been Lewis and Max had been on the same team as Daniel. 

As time progressed and more competition for Daniel arrived, there was little Max could do about his selfishness when it came to Daniel. They were no longer on the same team and the others outnumbered him. 

In 2018, Charles and Scotty James had staked their claims on Daniel. Unlike the rest of them, Scotty was Australian and close to Daniel in ways the others never could be. Charles, so pretty and perfect, had been just like Max in the sense he took what he wanted and without any hesitation. And when it had been Daniel, he hadn’t hesitated in securing a place at Daniel’s side during the Monaco celebrations. His own awful home race hadn’t prevented him from celebrating Daniel’s win and claiming Daniel as his prize. 

Then came George, a fan who wanted to know Daniel intimately, in every sense of the word. And Lando who laughed like he was dying at Daniel’s jokes about pubes and mustaches. But unlike George who didn’t hesitate to befriend Daniel and call him Danny Ric and wear clothes that Daniel designed just to have his attention, Lando was shyer, took more time. He’s more sensitive, Daniels had once said with a look of pure adoration for the young Brit.

Sebastian had gotten used to dealing with drivers that fell for Daniel’s charms. He knew what to say to them, how to give them a shovel talk and threaten them if needed, he knew how to protect Daniel from getting hurt. Hell, he even knew how to deal with Scotty. 

One would think that by the seventh time it happened, Sebastian would have no qualms with threatening someone and being intimidating for Daniel’s sake. One would think that until they saw the most recent victim to Daniel’s charms. 

Daniel had gone and gotten an American football player to be completely enthralled by him. Twice his size (and Sebastian’s), Josh Allen towered over all the rest and easily manhandled Daniel. 

Sebastian would need to get creative in his threats, but he would do so if it meant preventing Daniel from getting hurt by some American athlete. 

[lewishamiltonstuff]

Pspspspsps-ing in each others' ears

[ilovejevsjeans]

2019- USA- Congratulating Lewis on winning his 6th World Championship and his 150th podium.

(Its the tender look in Lewis eyes when hes looking at him for me)

[onboardsorasora]

I’ve been having this idea and idk where I’m going with it. I guess it could be another au of sugar baby daniel, but more angsty? Maybe escort/call boy daniel?

Anyway Lewis has been booking Daniel for a while now. They don’t hang out outside of their booked time but Lewis always wants to see him. And during one of their sessions he’s like ‘you should come to the gp’ and Daniel says sure but he doesn’t like believe him. 

Because men say anything during pillow talk, whatever they think will impress him or make them look better in his eyes. To him, Lewis is just one of those guys– saying things that they won’t backup. Inviting him everywhere in bed only to never bring it up once the moment passes. He likes him but, thats not what this is.

So he’s surprised when someone delivers a package to his apartment a couple weeks after. He hadn’t seen or spoken to Lewis since because he’d been away on a triple header (Daniel does follow the sport). He gets two paddock passes, he’s literally floored and not even sure if he should go. Lewis is his client, they don’t like talk like that. Anything they've done has been on paid time, all the dinners and sex. Sure there were a lot of them, but they weren’t dates.

Scotty convinces him to go, and he takes Scotty with him. They go, and don’t run into Lewis at all. Well Daniel tried to avoid him as much as possible and he seemed to have been having a very ‘on’ weekend so there was no reason to distract him.

The week after the gp is when Lewis books him again, and he’s revved up from his Monaco win and just happy to see Daniel.

“Thank you for the passes btw, it was fun.” Daniel tells him after, when they’re lying around. Lewis always books several hours so they have time to be lazy if they want to and have multiple rounds if he wants to.

“You were there?” Lewis is surprised, he didn’t even know. Daniel never said, never even acknowledged the passes. “Why didn’t you find me?”

“I originally wasn’t planning to.” Daniel shrugs, “and you seemed busy.”

“I would have made time for you.” 

“That wouldn’t have been like necessary. The passes were more than enough.” Daniel didn’t want it to be a thing, didn’t want to seem like he was expecting treatment of any kind. He sits up in the bed, and Lewis follows him.

“I would have–” Lewis frowns.

“Would have what? Introduced me to your mechanics? Your engineer? As what?” Daniel’s forehead creases because he doesn’t understand what Lewis is getting at, what he thinks this is. It doesn’t matter what it feels like, because at the end of the day it wasn’t. Daniel reminded himself of that daily, whenever he felt the swoop in his stomach at the notification that Lewis booked him.

Lewis is quiet for a bit, playing with Daniel’s fingers. He didn’t have an answer.

“It was a lovely gesture Lewis, and I really appreciated it.” Daniel said finally, when the silence started to fray into awkward. 

“As mine, I’d want to introduce you to them as mine.” Lewis said finally and Daniel bit his cheek against the rush of every emotion ever. He needed to be the level headed one here, clearly. 

“And then I’d be on the front page of the Daily Mail as the whore you’re trying to make a housewife.”

[yesloulou]

Thursday | 2023 United States Grand Prix 🇺🇸

[iguessricciardo]

mexican gp 2023 / photo by mark sutton

[princemick-archive]

2022 Brazilian GP // pre race

[lhpics7]

no 💅🏼 fuck off ☺️

[f1incorrectquotess]

Lewis: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling?

Sebastian: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Daniel?

Daniel: Probably “road work ahead”.

Valtteri: I speak many languages, and this is none of them.

[princemick]

Wait, matching tattoo one got removed?? You need to explain!

okay, so the goddamn rose tattoo lore.

I always forget this isnt common knowledge bc its the basis of my dewis lore BUT we all know daniel has the rose tattoo'd on his hand right we all know her, shes been there since somewhere in 2018, shes the main event we all love her

so, less known is that Lewis ALSO had a rose tattoo. on. his. left. hand. in and around 2018 he got it covered up

and THEN when he got his fingers tattood in early 2022. HE. GOT. A ROSE. ON HIS RIGHT PINKY

yk, make it of it how you will. but danny getting his rose in 2018, lewis getting it covered around that time when lewis and seb were in their whole era and daniel left red bull.

like there was so much going on around THEM and at the same time they were smiling and giggling during race weekends and both went to Coachella and met each other there??

[preet-01]

My feed was filled with pictures of Daniel during the post-quali media and this happened. So hope you guys enjoy!!!

With the fundraiser set for late fall/early winter, a car wash had been impractical. Not to mention that Daniel had threatened a boat load of pranks that Seb quite frankly did not want to deal with during midterms time.

So in a moment of unmatched brilliance, he proposed a kissing booth. It didn’t have to be on the quad, they could set it up in the student center of Daniel was so averse to the cold. And to be completely honest, they’d probably raise a lot more money with $1 pecks on the cheek and $5 kisses than they would at the usual car wash fundraiser. After all, a lot more people wanted to kiss Daniel than they had cars. (Though that hadn’t stopped people in past years from bringing wheelbarrows, bicycles, and any other wheeled thing just to see Daniel shirtless, in tiny shorts, and wet with sudsy water. Plus there were other guys from the frat there too, but Daniel had been the main attraction.)

“It better be in a warm place,” Daniel says when the booth is proposed. The others echo their support for Daniel’s demand, after last fall semester’s car wash fundraiser none of them had been ecstatic about spending hours in the cold air.

The rest of the meeting is spent making a schedule for who would be manning the booth during the day. It would be on a Thursday — when Daniel was the only person in the frat to not have a class. Though he had been spending a lot of his Thursdays helping Professor Button with his latest research project.

“Can you stay all day, Dan?” Seb questions.

“I know what you’re doing Vettel,” Daniel says with narrowed eyes but ultimately agrees to stay at the booth the entire day. “I want the nicest room when we have spring formal,” he demands as compensation. Not too hard of a task to be honest.

The others, who aren’t in a relationship, agree to join Daniel for two hour sessions.

____

If Daniel hadn’t been offered fair compensation for his efforts, he probably would be angrily grumbling about all the effort he had to put into kissing just about everyone that walked by. Rick, his companion for the past hour, had barely kissed more than three people. In comparison, Daniel had kissed three people in just four minutes. Rick was a good looking guy, he wasn’t the hottest in the frat, but he was conventionally attractive.

“How much have we made?” Rick questions as Daniel slips another $5 bill into the lockbox.

“Uh close to $470,” Daniel replies. The booth had only been open for about three hours now and they’d raised more money than the last car wash fundraiser they did.

“Mr. President!” Daniel cheers when he sees Lewis step up to the kissing booth. When Lewis had been elected frat president, there was only one way that Daniel could greet him every time he saw him. The running joke between them had somehow led to Daniel doing his best Marilyn Monroe singing happy birthday to JFK impression.

“Dan,” Lewis greets before greeting Rick.

“Care to donate to save the honeybees?” Daniel asks. Lewis pulls out a crisp $10 bill and slips it into the lockbox himself.

“A kiss for now and a kiss for later,” Lewis explains just before expectantly turning to Daniel.

“Throw in another $20 and well you know,” Daniel says, not really expecting Lewis to agree, but he does and pulls out the $20. Lewis kisses him for a full minute and promises to see him tonight before leaving for his next class.

“What’s the you know for?” Rick questions and Daniel just raises his eyebrow. Everyone in the frat knew that Daniel and Lewis would occasionally hook up and the two loved playing games with one another. “Wait, really??? I thought that was just some prank that Seb was trying to pull on us.”

Oh right, Rick was newly initiated and had not yet seen Lewis and Daniel’s hook ups or the games that preceded them. “The President is the best fuck in the frat,” Daniel says.

“Mr. Ricciardo,” a familiar voice says. They turn around to see Jenson — well Professor Button — standing there.

“Professor!” Daniel says, he’s sure he’d texted Jenson that he wouldn’t be able to make it to their usual meeting due to a frat fundraiser. So he couldn’t be pissed about that. Was it the… oh he’d be paying for that come next Thursday. Hopefully his punishment would be of the spanking variety and not the orgasm delay variety. “Would you like to donate to our fundraiser? It’s for the bees. $1 for a peck, $5 for a kiss,” Daniel questions. He’s curious to see what Jenson will do.

“It would be highly inappropriate to kiss a student, Mr. Ricciardo, but I will donate $5 for the cause,” Jenson says, “and I expect you to be early next Thursday, there are some… articles I need you to go through.” With that Jenson is gone. Kissing a student would have definitely been more appropriate than whatever it was that Jenson’s planning for next Thursday.

The next couple of hours are very boring if you ask Daniel. He’s kissing or giving pecks to whoever stops by. A group of freshmen keep coming back to the booth to get pecks and one of them is bold enough to get a kiss. And he’s avoiding people’s attempts to flirt. He’s just going through the motions until Max Verstappen appears in front of him. They have a political philosophy class together this semester. While Max was very prickly with most other people in the class due to their “very stupid thoughts,” he lit up around Daniel.

“Hiya, Maxy Taxi,” Daniel greets, happy to see a familiar face. “Come to support the honeybees?” He inquires.

“Sure,” Max replies. Instead of $5, max pulls out a $20. “You have been kissing people for a minute when they give $5, so a $20, of course, would mean 4 minutes of kissing,” he says.

“Yeah, I suppose,” Daniel hadn’t really been keeping track of how long he was kissing everyone, but Max was rarely wrong in class so he must be right.

Max’s lips are just as soft as they look. And like he does in class, Max takes the lead with no hesitation. He’s got a hand in Daniel’s curls and the other on his cheek as they kiss. Well technically make out because the amount of tongue is significantly higher than it had been with other people he’d kissed during the day.

If he’s breathless and chasing for more, then no one has to know except him and Max. “Do you want to get dinner after class tomorrow?” Max questions. Daniel, still dazed and wanting more, just nods. Dinner sounded great.

By the end of the day, they raised over $1000 which was much more than the car washes they’d done had ever raised. The honeybees better be grateful.