i've lost the ability to even | alex | he/him
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God I love “We’re enemies, but we’ve been enemies for a long time, which is sort of like being friends.” Great trope.
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your thoughts on older max/younger daniel? 🤍
ok first of all happy bday em!
second of all daniel is the young teammate that they promote off AT into RB after checo's contract expires, they announce daniel even before the summer break so from that point on they'll be working together. sometimes during AT days media duties they kind of talk but not really but daniel lowkey figures out by accident that you can simply say any sexual innuendo to get max redirect from talking or listening to make him look at daniel in disbelief and laugh. which is like. cool. 3 time wdc attention is a little bit of power trip with how easy max is to someone new, it's fun, it feels nice, though cheap. but outsode if just them max is always a step higher on the priority list than him and it shows, that daniel is a rookie on the team, still has to earn his place while the team looks at max's mouth like he's giving them gospel. so, there's a lot of work to do on track even if off-track daniel would say they're good buddies good 65% of the time. daniel learns, he tries to be good. but he's also hungry and it's hard when your teammate is current reigning world champion and you're playing catch up, matching after his mold on the team, like trying to drive in a seat that wasn't made for him. uncomfortable.
so, it goes. races. media duties. bullshit in-between. here and there - some good and some bad. they have fun doing stupid shit. they sort of fight after daniel refuses to let max through on a different strategy and max has to work for it. they make up after, max is fast to forgive, or so it seems. it's alright. daniel gets money so he splurges on everything he dreamed of as a child. moves to monaco, fucks a model, gets some nicer clothes and gets braces to fix his teeth, gets a tattoo. non top festival of good shit. it's all good.
until they celebrate after the race too hard, it kind of builds. all the jokes, the alcohol fused together. max, drinking out of daniel's shoe while daniel runs his stupid mouth, working off the excitement of the sharing podium, the alcohol in his system, adrenaline. he's probably half hard back at his driver room still, what a fucking race. he can hear max laugh through the wall at him about screaming it. of course they celebrate hard, go to the club with the team, daniel laughing, feeling absolutely fucking delirious through the familiar faces and new, everyone want a piece of him today even though he's not first. max disappears somewhere for a long time which doesn't really click for daniel, he's too busy dealing with people around him, riding out the high he was dreaming of his entire life until he walks into the toilet to take a piss and max is walking out of a stall with some guy zipping his pants up in tow looking disheveled like they. oh. so, not a joke, then.
which is like to think that world champion is fucking some guys at a club. sure. uh. it just feels like daniel just knows something he shouldn't have and now that he does he shouldn't even think about it or bring it up in any way but he is the same guy he was half a year ago, be real. so sex jokes turn more and more into a gay sex jokes, making max laugh and turn pink, hiding his face in his hands, voice cracking. daniel thinks he probably doesn't even remember at all what happened. it makes daniel feel dirty, like he's on a fucked up power trip. he's looking at every dude max gets close to like he has any right to, sizing them up against himself in his mind and finds them stupidly lacking. gets touchy with max, gets a possessive hand at the back of his neck or on his knee his mouth already saying some stupid joke while thinking fuck. because he started to wake up from a wet dreams first time since he was a teenager and it should be anything but he can swear it's those meat big thighs wrapped around him, big body of a man under his hand making him lose his mind. it should be, like, he shouldn't even care. he likes girls. he shouldn't focus on things that don't matter, it's not racing. he wants to beat max but not like that, a normal way. not like, fuck him. bend him. it's just confusion.
then he fucking wins. and max is there to congratulate him right out of the car, hand wrapped around his gloved hand, their helmets clinking together when they collide into a hug, he's saying everything a friend would say - congrats, daniel, amazing race. he's so genuine and happy, like daniel didn't win, like max did. close.
there's some champagne left after the celebrations so daniel brings it to max, to his driver room like some kind of trophy to watch his adam apple bob when he drinks it, he had it hundreds of times before but like. today daniel did it, today he won, today he's the guy. today his lips touched the rim of the bottle first, now max's did too just in front of him. like they.
so, he touches the back of max's neck and tastes the champagne again, licking inside max's mouth. he's already hard. max gasps under him and daniel doesn't even know what he thinks, what he does through the catatonic me me me in his head my turn. max's hand tilts daniel head slightly, he murmurs your braces, daniel, daniel nods and they kiss again. better.
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🎥 redbullracing That first home win feeling 🏆🤩
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MONTREAL, QUEBEC - JUNE 13: Max Verstappen of the Netherlands and Oracle Red Bull Racing prepares to drive during practice ahead of the F1 Grand Prix of Canada at Circuit Gilles-Villeneuve on June 13, 2025 in Montreal, Quebec.
📸: Photo by Jared C. Tilton - Formula 1/Formula 1 via Getty Images.
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it took until Barcelona to get a 1-2 that is normal
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MAX AND DONUT for @clingyhq !!! love max always.. especially his cat loving self
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red bull racing - this haunting is hereditary
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