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fourmula1 · 7 months

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i was scrolling down the #summerofcome2023 tag and wow, every piece was exquisite.

maybe you’ll feel inspired some day to write more about a line that goes “he’s mating material, maybe Max thinks about this too” or something like that hahaha

Flufftober Day 11: this anon.

max/daniel. 1,309 words (oops). follow up to this piece.

When Daniel got back to Monaco and made his way to Max’s apartment he expected – and hoped – for the rather desperate and frantic sex they’d had previously.

For Max to be feral for him – because he always was before – and to drag Daniel to the bedroom and get on his knees for Daniel.

No other alpha he’d ever been with would ever.

But not Max. Max worshiped Daniel’s body and loved to make Daniel come with his mouth only and Daniel was getting very used to the way Max was about him.

Even if he was a bit past his prime omega mating years, Max still was crazy about sex with him and it made Daniel feel pretty good. At least someone still wanted to fuck him.

What he did not expect, upon his return to Monaco, was Max tugging Daniel onto the sofa with him to cuddle and nuzzle his way up Daniel’s neck and against his scent gland. What he didn’t expect was the way Max breathed him in deeply, strong arms squeezing him close.

“Missed you so much,” Max sighed against Daniel’s neck, taking another deep, slow breath. Daniel had at least had the good sense to shower upon his return home and it paid off. Max was scenting him at his purest – freshly showered and clean, no weird airplane smells, no one else in the mix.

Daniel’s tummy swooped a bit in his belly. They were having a great hook-up season together, lots of hot sex, and laughter and jokes and hanging out. Daniel was fairly sure, though, that Max’s youth was a hit against him. Max wouldn’t want to settle down with an omega any time soon, and especially not one nearly 35. If Daniel wanted to have a pup or two he’d be considered high risk, a ‘geriatric pregnancy’ as it was. Max would eventually move on to someone younger, more fertile, who could give him pups and look good and pretty next to Max in the Paddock.

“Glad to be back,” Daniel said, happy to just soak up whatever he could get. He often wondered… hoped… maybe Max would stick this out with him for a few years, at least. Daniel could accept the benefits of being friends with Max and when Max was ready to move on… it’d hurt, it would. But. That’s the way life went and he’d have to accept it.

“Don’t go for so long, again,” Max murmured, dragging his lips across Daniel’s jaw and pressing a little kiss to the corner of Daniel’s mouth.

He’d only been gone ten days.

“Oh Maxy, I’m sure you could have found pretty much anyone ready to hop into bed with you,” Daniel joked, laughter cutting off short when Max pulled back to look down at him laid out on the sofa, deep frown etched in his features.

“Why would you say that?” Max asked, and Daniel’s omega empathy could feel and smell the wave of hurt that washed off of Max. It surprised him, because Max always smelled happy, and warm, when they were together.

“Just a joke, I guess,” Daniel shrugged, a little frown of his own forming. “Plenty of omegas would be glad to help you take the edge off.”

Max paused, pulling back even further to rest his weight on his elbow as he looked down at Daniel. Daniel looked back, feeling Max’s hurt and confusion in a way that was more uncomfortable. He wanted to squirm away.

“Did… were you… with other alphas in Los Angeles?” Max asked, and his voice was small. Soft. Not accusatory but defeated. He wasn’t jealous. He was sad.

Daniel let himself feel Max for a moment, take in the way his scent changed, and his confusion started to bleed into something more hopeful. Daniel had not been with anyone else since he started sleeping with Max a few months ago but he always understood that they had no formal agreement and Max would be free to do what he wanted. Daniel had had a history of sleeping around plenty, but once he started hooking up with Max he wasn’t looking for anything else. Neither was his heart.

“Max, no,” he said, shaking his head a little and reaching up to cup his hand at the side of Max’s neck, thumb stroking gently over the hinge of his jaw. “No, I didn’t. I wouldn’t. I. It’s just been you, since, like, March,” he explained, meeting Max’s pretty blue eyes and trying to gage where Max was coming from.

Max studied Daniel’s face, and Daniel could practically see the gears turning in his head, and then the relief on his features when he understood Daniel was being honest.

“I don’t want any other omegas,” Max offered, shifting again to lay on the sofa with Daniel, tugging him close again, chest to chest as he curled his arm around Daniel’s shoulders. “I only want my own,” he said, squeezing gently. Daniel’s heartbeat picked up in his chest.

“Your own?” He asked.

“You of course are my omega, Daniel,” Max said, leaning in for a little kiss Daniel was happy to receive. “If you want to be,” Max finished, looking back at Daniel again. Daniel could smell the softening of Max’s scent from the sharp worry of before, back to his happy, sated, content scent Daniel was so familiar with.

Daniel swallowed the lump in his throat. This wasn’t what he expected when he returned today. He didn’t expect to get everything he wanted.

“I want to be,” he agreed, shivering a little at the way Max nuzzled back in against his neck to press a kiss to his mating mark spot. He couldn’t help the little moan that escaped him when Max dragged his teeth gently over it – a promise for the future. Daniel would let him do it now, if he was honest.

“Good. I have hoped so since I presented,” Max said and that sent Daniel reeling back, enough to stare Max in the face. Max presented as an alpha shortly after he got promoted to Red Bull. Years, and years ago. “I knew I of course had to wait and become an alpha you’d even consider before I tried.”

“Max, what?” Daniel asks, shock, confusion, awe taking him over.

“What?” Max asks back, and his face is cracked open with delight, a bright smile and laughter bursting out. “Daniel. You of course would never have agreed to be with me when I was nineteen. I needed to of course grow up and work hard to be a good alpha if you were ever going to agree to mate me.”

He says it so matter-of-fact. Like those sentences haven’t sent Daniel for a tailspin, trying to figure out what the hell Max was saying.

Max is smart, though, and Daniel realizes he’s probably right. Daniel wouldn’t have given nineteen year old Max a shot – because of his age, because of his feral inexperience, because of a lot of reasons. Daniel is lost for words for a moment as he processes this. What if he had found an alpha he wanted to settle down with before Max felt he could be the right one for Daniel? What if he’d mated someone, never knowing all along that Max hoped they’d be together. What if Max had to go through that and bury his feelings about it and pretend everything was okay? So many what ifs. Daniel spares a thought to be grateful that that never happened.

“You’re too much, Maxy,” he said, the tiniest little smile on his lips as he leaned in for a kiss. Daniel tucks himself back into Max’s chest and nuzzles in, closes his eyes. He needs to nap off the jetlag and can think of no better way to do it then curled up with his alpha. His alpha.

#flufftober 2023 #maxiel #omega daniel #alpha max #my ficlet

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onboardsorasora · 7 days

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follow your nose

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The scarring of a mating bite was a point of pride for omegas. Because a True Mating Bond looked like a birthmark, a tattoo that proclaimed them as bonded to their soulmate. A True Mating can only happen with compatible pairs, and bonds that weren't True scarred silvery like old wounds. It wasn't uncommon to see an omega with a scarred bond or two.

Max was a great alpha, a great friend. Daniel was a poor omega with a neck full of scars like a diary of failed relationships

for @hellohallowedhalo <3 thank you for the prompt Lovely

#omegaverse #maxiel #max/daniel #first completed fic since the war (my brain shutting down)#my fic #follow your nose #omega daniel #alpha max

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max13l · 4 months

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so much omega daniel on dash recently (good!!) that I saw this pic and my first thought was that it looks like he has a baby bump .

#omega daniel #mpreg cw #just in case #daniel ricciardo #(edited to add main tag)

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danifesting · 8 months

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A birthday present for my dear, beloved friend @nobrakesdown. Cove, I hope you have the wonderful birthday you deserve. Thanks for being my friend, writing buddy, sounding board and everything in between.

*****

Daniel's heat is late. First one week, then two, then three. At four weeks he starts to worry. He's usually like clockwork, has been since his first heat at 15, but now, not even a skin prickle at the back of his neck. He makes an appointment with his gynecologist and goes into the office more anxious than he'd like to admit.

The nurse gets him in the room and takes his temperature, a little high but not a fever. His blood pressure is high too.

"Ha, sorry," he says to the nurse, a pretty beta with long blonde hair. "Just a little anxious."

"That's okay. It's not uncommon and it's not in a danger zone or anything," she assures him. "Is there any chance you could be pregnant?"

Daniel hums. He's been on birth control a long time. "I doubt it."

"Well, either way, we have to have you take a pregnancy test." She hands him a cup. "Just pee in here and leave it on the counter next to the door. When you're done, undress from the waist down and press the button on the wall to let us know you're ready, okay?"

Daniel gives her a thumbs up and does as he's instructed. The wait for the doctor is agonizingly slow. He scrolls through Instagram on his phone but it doesn't do anything to speed up the passage of time. Eventually the doctor knocks.

"Come in," Daniel calls out and Dr. Bernard comes in.

"Well, Daniel," she says, sitting down on the stool next to the table. "I'm just going to start with this. Your pregnancy test came back positive."

"But…" Daniel says, starting to sweat.

"I know you're on birth control but have you missed any doses?" She asks kindly.

"No, never. I take it at the same time every day. I have a special alarm and everything."

"Have you been sick? Taken any antibiotics?"

"I had a sinus infection about a month ago and the doctor gave me something for it."

"Did he warn you that antibiotics can make birth control less effective and that you should use backup contraception until after your next heat?"

"Uh... He did not. Was he supposed to?" Daniel asks with raised eyebrows.

Dr. Bernard sighs. "They never tell people what they should. Well, I'm sorry if it's bad news, and we'll take a blood test to confirm just to be sure, but you're pregnant."

Daniel puts his face in his hands. Fuck, what is he going to do? What is he going to tell Max? They've really only just gotten together. Only a few very happy months and now Daniel's gone and ruined it.

Dr. Bernard pats Daniel on the knee. "I'll give you a moment and then we'll do your pelvic exam."

She steps out of the room and Daniel texts Max.

Daniel: are you busy today?

Max: just finished at the sim

Daniel: can you meet me at mine in like an hour?

Max: i'll be there

Daniel sighs and sets his phone down. They do the pelvic exam, take Daniel's blood, tell him they'll call him with the results tomorrow and to talk about next steps from there.

Max is already in his apartment when Daniel gets home, sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone. He looks up when Daniel comes in and smiles, wide and happy but his face falls when he sees Daniel, turning to concern. Daniel kicks off his shoes and crosses the room.

"Hi Maxy," he says and collapses down onto the couch next to him. "I have some news."

"Good or bad?" Max asks, eyebrows drawing in.

"Um, I haven't really decided yet. Still kind of in shock about it." Daniel rubs a hand over his face. "I'm pregnant." He keeps his face hidden in his hands.

"Daniel," Max says, voice hushed. He pulls Daniel's hands away from his face.

Daniel gives him a wry smile. "Surprise? I'm so sorry. I know we didn't plan for it, but I think I'm keeping the baby," he says, which is a surprise to himself as he says but it's true. He is. Fuck, he's gonna be a dad.

"Daniel," Max says again and his face is broken open into a wide grin, eyes scrunched tight and happy. "This was, of course, not something we have talked about before but if you want this, I want this, yeah?"

"Really?" Daniel asks, feeling his eyes well with tears. Stupid pregnancy hormones.

"Of course, Daniel. Yes. I have always wanted children and…"

"But we've only been dating a few months."

Max laughs. "And I have been in love with you since I was 18. Let's have a baby Daniel."

"You and me, huh?" Daniel asks, matching Max's laughter.

"You and me," Max assures. "I'll be with you the whole way."

And now, now Daniel feels hopeful instead of the terror he felt sitting in that doctor's office listening to his test results. He won't be in this alone. He has Max by his side and maybe they can do this. Maybe it will be okay.

The blood test results come back positive the next morning. Max holds Daniel's hand as they listen to Dr. Bernard lay out their next steps, the ultrasound appointment he'll have next week, the email she'll send with pregnancy nutrition and prenatal vitamins, all of it, and instead of overwhelmed like he thought he'd be, Daniel feels happy, like this is the right choice, like he and Max are starting a life together along with the life inside him.

Max kisses him when the phone call is over. He puts his hand on Daniel's belly and kisses him again, and Daniel knows things are going to be alright, better than even. Things are going to be great.

#maxiel #my fic #mpreg #omegaverse #omega daniel

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dr3comebackera · 2 months

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the other thing that gets me about this pic is that he looks SO tiny on this couch. i think it’s just a really big couch but he looks so baby 🤏🏼

#that’s babygirl!#babygirl daniel #he’s sooooo soft and just a little guy #and some might also read it in an #omega daniel #light. some being me #omega daniel agenda #daniel ricciardo

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fahatesyou · 2 years

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I almost didn’t ask for this because it wasn’t anonymous haha but I left my anxiety behind now.

It would be great to read about Jealous Maxy or how does he react to Danny and George “getting friendly”

Hope you doing okay, love your writing :)

No smut but a/b/o. It takes a lot of balls to be off anon, so I'm really sorry this took a hundred years. I've been trough a rough patch but I'm trying to get back on track.

I hope it's not too late, suki! 💜

George wears the merch as a joke.

It's funny.

Daniel is sure because the media runs with it; the fans think it's cute and cheeky. Everyone knows Russell has a girlfriend; a petite omega girl with no tattoos or scruffy beard. A young girl, George's age, nice and pretty that wears dresses and doesn't race for a living. Just like most of the alphas on the grid have at home, patiently waiting for them back in Monaco or cheering from their garages.

Still, it feels nice.

Thanks to it Daniel gets a break from the Piastri questions and the contract talks. He can gush and joke around for a bit, let people compliment him on the merch, say good things about him for a change.

It's mostly nice until it's not.

"Mercedes really did a number on George, mate. Such a clown this season."

Daniel hears it going through the garage, and then catches the laughing that comes afterwards, the smell of alphas gathering around, their familiar voices and musk.

He feels stupid.

The warm fuzzy feeling long gone. It's replaced by the anguish of having to recall the looks he had gotten all morning, going through them in his mind to find any trace of mockery or pity. Trying to find the missing pieces of how he got it all wrong.

"What happened?"

It takes him a second to realize Max is talking to him. Nowadays, Daniel feels like he's far away from him, he won't admit it, not even to Michael, but it's like Daniel is a rookie all over again.

He's not winning, he's no longer a secured driver with an uper hand to fuck around with. He's still Daniel Ricciardo, but that's pretty much it. And apparently, no longer enough.

"Daniel," Max repeats in that croaky voice he makes when he's frustrated. "What happened?"

He's frowning; the driver's meeting is media free and Daniel's so thankful. If Max caught something just by looking at him, it must be written all over his face. Max doesn't really look at Daniel anymore, doesn't have a real reason to.

"Nothing," Daniel brushes him off, taking off his cap to fix his hair and putting it on again, trying his best not to look at Max in the eye.

Max smells weird, and Daniel's nose gets itchy from it. It's so strong and deep that it gets kind of overwhelming for a second. Daniel takes a deep breath to get his shit together, but it only makes it worse, getting Max's frustration on his tongue and mouth, tasting the bitterness of it.

Max isn't wearing any blockers, which is not new, but still annoying. Daniel's been alone for a while, maybe too long. He knows his body and can feel himself react to Max's worry, a deep instinct growing inside him from the old memories his body holds tight. He's been working on letting those go. The most difficult part comes when he's by himself during the breaks; toys not good enough, not big enough, when he's too desperate and lonely he just wants to reach for his phone and say sorry for something he doesn't have to. When his body craves the press of Max's knot and the smell of his cum on Daniel's skin.

He needs to get away from Max before he makes a fool of himself again.

Daniel cranes his neck in search of an escape boat but Lando is on the other side of the room, happily sandwiched between two red-dressed bodies; there's not really anywhere to hide, and it's obvious that Max just won't let him go.

"All good, guys?" George asks, gently nudging Daniel's shoulder as he smiles at him, creeping from nowhere to fill the space between Max and Daniel.

He's saved by the bell.

George looks unaware of Max's corrosive frustration, unfazed as he massages Daniel's shoulder muscle with his thumb and gives him a friendly huff right over his ear.

"Yeah, all good, mate," Daniel says, right over the edge, a chukle full of gratitude and relief.

George's hand is warm and firm over him. He smells like the fancy alpha cologne that Lewis wears. It's some kind of expensive costume-made scented blockers that the Mercedes's alphas get from Tommy H. It's posh and flashy but Daniel has good memories of it, of Lewis winning Championship ship after Championship as Daniel grew into his own confident self. Nostalgia maybe, but Daniel can't stop himself from getting a hungry whiff of it.

Max makes a noise that gets Daniel to snap back from the cloud of Russell's fake pheromones. Max's gaze burns through Daniel's skin and he tries his hardest to subtlety step away from the touch, his inner omega deeply worried of causing any confrontation.

They haven't been together for almost two years, Daniel says in his head, catching himself mid step, he doesn't own Max shit.

When Daniel left Renault and Max finally grew out of his puppy body, he had wanted to officially mate with Daniel.

He was no longer a young alpha boy, and he had grown needs that Daniel wasn't ready to fill yet. They never really broke up, because they weren't a couple to begin with. But after turning Max down and refusing to tie himself to the alpha with a mark on his neck for the whole world to see, Max left Monaco and spent his winter break in Ibiza.

It's a small world, and Monaco is even a smaller country.

The message was pretty clear, and from hundred of miles away Daniel called his manager and they sold his old and unused aparment for a bigger one away from the sea. Away from Max.

They didn't call each other, Max didn't send flowers for Daniel's sister birthday. Daniel didn't bought Max's cats silly costumes that they wouldn't really wear but still made Max laugh when Daniel showed him.

Then Max started fucking omega after omega for all F1 to know.

So that was the end of it.

When Daniel looks up, he's faced with Max's blue eyes glaring at George's hold on him and the tight line of his mouth.

George messes with Daniel's hat making it point sideways and chuckling after Daniel blushes when George fixes it back, rubbing the corner of it and whispering a soft, "Cute."

It's the sour and putrid smell of rage what gets Daniel's attention back on Max.

They are buffing, Daniel suddenly realizes. There's no way George can't smell it too, even the most uneducated beta could recognize the way Max's nostrils flare when George's hand squeezes Daniel's shoulder again. But Daniel doesn't have it in him to move anymore, it's almost too fucking much, he'll probably drop to his knees if one of them asks him to.

His stomach revolts with anger. George is fucking with him just to try and make Max snap. It's so stupid and childish; two cocky alphas puffing their chests in front of an unmated omega, fighting to see who'll give up first.

"You can sit with me then, don't think Lewis will mind," George offers, voice so sweet and friendly you'll forget he drives a Mercedes.

They are just kids, Daniel says to himself. Looking for the bright side to dim his own anger. They are stupid young alphas, this is the shit they do.

It's still a hard pill to swallow, even after so many years in the paddock it burns the same; to just have to play the game like a good omega should while they compete on who's knot is bigger right in front of Daniel. Using him like a shiny prize on a stand.

Before Daniel can get his head straight and find a way to end it gracefully, he hears Max growl.

"Fuck off," Max snarls, yanking George's hand off Daniel's shoulder, pushing him away with a hard shove that George doesn't expect and almost causes him to trip over an empty chair. "I'm talking to Daniel, are you fucking blind or—"

"You fuck off, idiot." George growls back, standing in front of Daniel again to block Max's hand with his body. The roaring coming out of Max's chest is so loud that Daniel has to get both of his hands over his ears to not whine.

"Hey!" Someone calls, followed by a distressed whine that Daniel is almost completely sure didn't come from him. "Don't do this shit here, have some fucking respect for the omegas."

Daniel opens his eyes slowly to find Alonso holding both alphas by their shirts, shaking them like two reprimanded dogs. George raises both hands in surrender, and Fernando let's him go, George frowns as he starts to brush off over the creases Alonso left on his polo shirt.

"He's the one being an asshole. I was talking with Daniel and he started growling at me like an idiot." He complains, moving away from the confrontation.

"Fuck you," Max yells, not caring about Alonso's firm grip that tugs him back each time he tries to step closer to George, both of his hands a pair of tight fits and looking like a maniac. "I've told you a million times to get the fuck away from my—"

Daniel almost drops to his fucking knees.

"Verstappen." Alonso cuts him off, pushing Max hard against the wall. "Get your shit under control, kid. You're making a fool out of yourself."

Daniel feels like he's burning alive, hears a ring on both of his ears going off, the room starts getting smaller and smaller.

He hears a loud noise and then the flash of Lando's body being dragged out by Carlos’s possessive hold. George holds the door open for them and walks to the end of the room to stand next to Lewis, who gives him a stern look.

"Max" Alonso says again, struggling to keep Max against the wall as Max tries his hardest to push Fernando away to get his hands on George. "Max, calm the fuck down." Alonso grunts, his whole body covering Max's as he grips his wrists and snarls at him in annoyance. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Dejad de hacer el puto ridículo, tío. Joder."

The FIA people won't take long to get here, and if they do then the whole paddock will know all about this by noon. Most of the guys keep their distance, but Max fights Alonso's hold and he almost slips away, it sets off the rest of the alphas in the room and they stand up from the seats, no longer faking to not notice what's going on. Sebastian and Pierre go to Alonso's rescue, and after some minor struggling, they have Max pinned down on the floor.

"Daniel, I think you should go." Lewis says.

They are all looking at him.

"No." Max whines, head raising as he gives Daniel a desperate look. "Daniel." He calls for him, making Daniel's knees go weak. He takes a step closer, wanting to give Max whatever he wants. Ready to do anything for him.

"Daniel, leave now." Lewis orders him this time, raising his voice and pointing at the door.

Max growls something harsh in Dutch and somehow manages to push half his body up before quickly getting ganged up by George and Lewis, firmly held still.

His face is plastered against the floor, and his nostrils flare as he huffs and curses them all out, calling for Daniel again and again and making Daniel's omega instincts go off.

"Call fucking Horner," Alonso yells to a very scared Yuki hiding in a corner.

Max's smells so frustrated and worried at the same time that Daniel just wants to hold him for a bit, tell them to get the fuck off him and just let Max breath for a second.

His body practically moves on his own as he tries to reach for Max's hair, and the sound that comes out of Max's mouth when he sees Daniel approach makes the hard slap he gets worth it.

Charles shoves him hard and pushes him towards the door, his wild eyes looking at Daniel like he's gone crazy.

"Get Red Bull right fuckin now!," Alonso shouts desperate as Max growls, a ripping sound fills the room followed by Pierre's hurt grunt and a loud gasp of fear. "this fucking kid is going into rut!."

#I hate being broke and having to write on my phone which keeps changing words back to Spanish #Also I hate that checo didn't win the GP #But I'm back with my maxiel weird shit #Currently re-writing the party boy fic for the 1297th time #A/B/O #Maxiel #lots of typos per usual #Short fic #Jealousy #Omega Daniel #Kinda young alpha Max

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iamjustalittle · 10 months

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ABO, Mpreg, Alpha Max / Omega Daniel, ~800 Words.

This was the first fic that I wrote about Maxiel when my friend asked me to take a look at this madness of a couple. And I did and went insane. So the dynamic is not very exactly what I think they will share if I write it again but I think it is kinda funny nevertheless.

Family Day was usually Daniel's responsibility. Daniel was super popular among kids, parents, and teachers – at this point, it was no surprise. Every time he went to pick up Jasper, their little boy, he brought some snacks and bribed many of the kids' classmates, which went a very long way.

Although Daniel loved Family Day very much and even wanted to take the opportunity from Max again, the healthy development of a child required both fathers to do their jobs. It was really weird how he got to this point if you thought about seven years ago. Daniel had been (literally) screaming like a pile of chicken in front of the mirror when he took a look at the pregnancy test and woke up Max, who went straight into full panic mode. He had only had some dumbass experiences with kids, them flopping to the ground and crying, and he had been dying, laughing his brain out by their side.

How he had made it this far, he had no clue, but for one, Daniel was very proud of himself.

He had to comfort himself with something good because Max going to Family Day alone was stressing him out. Max was a very good dad, don't get him wrong, but sometimes they, both of them, pulled some ridiculous dad shit that a dad would do.

The theme of Family Day was to build electric toy cars. Parents and kids worked together, and based on the results of a series of small games, they could choose different parts to assemble the final car. Finally, the cars raced on a 100-meter track on the playground.

Both Verstappens were very serious. Between the two, one was much more serious than the other—one of them went to the teachers almost at every step to discuss the reasonableness of the race design. Well, this indeed put the teachers and the principal in an awkward position. This seriousness could be understood because Family Day was planned based on the parents' different professions, and the WDC was probably not included in the teachers' prepared plans originally. Max thought they should. This was Monaco, at the end of the day.

Things finally got out of control when they were ready to bring the race cars on the scene. Little Verstappen had probably never been treated this way by his dad, as Max just snatched away the better toy tire that they won from the previous game. He faced his deflated tire on his toy car and watched his dad write on his own car: "No.1 Verstappen."

"Daddy," he poked Max's waist. "I am No.1 Verstappen."

"Who said that?" Max raised the toy car in his hand and examined it from the back (rear wing), actually not even giving his son a glance.

"Papa. Papa said I am the best Verstappen!" the son said proudly, patting his chest.

"Papa's number is 3. How does he know who No.1 is?" Max said sincerely. "Papa is lying to you. I think I am No.1, and everyone can see that. I mean you also have Ricciardo in your name!”

Jasper just could not understand what he was talking about. He’s six. But Max just kept going.

“And you know, daddy’s name is Max. Do you know what Max means? Max means the greatest in English. Which means No.1.”

“And also the first No.1 to your papa. Most importantly.” He added. Sebastian’s face showed up in his mind for a moment, which made his voice even louder and clearer.

At least this time his son got the memo.

When Daniel arrived at the scene, his son was still sobbing in the teacher's arms and didn't want to come out. Max stood beside the teacher, looking helpless, with messy hair and shirt. He tried to coo and had no luck whatsoever. He scratched his head, also on the edge of freaking out as he glanced at Daniel, with a scent full of chaos. "We haven't even competed... He has been crying! Why is he crying?"

Daniel's veins were about to pop from his head. He apologized to the teacher, half-knelt in front of little Ricciardo-Verstappen, wiped his tears, hurriedly offered him a strawberry lollipop, and then hugged him, patting Jasper’s back, while giving Max a stern look. "What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, I mean, my car is just a little better than his, that's the truth..."

An Alpha being stared at by an Omega and retreating, how strange. Max began to pull his hair again, and he started to explain with his hands everywhere. "I said I am the number one Verstappen... You shouldn't lie to him because I mean you love…"

"Max Verstappen," Daniel interrupted. "Shut your mouth."

#maxiel #omega Daniel #alpha max #fanfic

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merv606 · 1 year

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#all I see is Alpha Amanda with her two omegas #the first two are pictures on her desk #she likes candid ones the best #bangs pots and pans #Alpha Amanda #Omega Daniel #Omega Carmen #Throple #Triad #ABO #cobra Kai #karate kid

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zerrah · 1 year

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Next chapter of my ABO lawrusso fic is up!

Love Me Mercilessly (5899 words) by Zerrah Chapters: 2/3 Fandom: Cobra Kai (TV), Karate Kid (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence Characters: Daniel LaRusso, Johnny Lawrence, Terry Silver Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Alpha Johnny Lawrence, Omega Daniel LaRusso, Smut, Dubious Consent Summary:

Johnny said something else, but Daniel didn’t hear it. He swayed again, weak in the knees. Okay, he hated to admit it, but Johnny was right. There was something off. He didn’t feel great.

#LawRusso #a/b/o fanfic #darkfic #ALPHA JOHNNY #omega daniel #alpha/beta/omega au #cobra kai fanfiction

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arturleclerc · 4 months

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they'll definitely have cute chonky babies 😭

#maxiel #omega daniel

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fourmula1 · 1 year

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so we should talk about omega daniel showing up to monaco, visibly pregnant.

everyone is fawning over him. everyone loves him as it is - he's cute, he's sweet, he smells great, he's an incredibly affectionate omega, and everyone has always been charmed over him his entire career. but now that he's pregnant? irresistible! his sweet pregnant smell, he's softer around the edges, really doing well! everyone is so happy for him.

except max. max is pissed.

because max is really very good at math. he's quick with it. max knows, he knows, daniel's about six months along.

six months since abu dhabi. since daniel's last race. since he and daniel had the best sex of max's life. 'one last time' sex. 'i'll miss you so much' sex. 'please don't go' sex. 'probably i'm in love with you' sex.

max fucking knows that pup is his and he. is. pissed.

because after abu dhabi daniel disappeared back to australia like everyone knew he would and never showed his damn face again in real life or on social media until he turned up all fucking smiley and pregnant and glowing in fucking monaco like nothing happened. all the mechanics and strategists in the garage fawning over him, cupping his belly, congratulating him on how happy and healthy he looks.

and they're not wrong. daniel looks fucking beautiful. healthy, radiant, happier than max has seen him look in years. pregnant with max's fucking kid!

so max finds some time to catch daniel by surprise and corner him in the garages and be like, you fucker, it's mine, isnt it?

and daniel. daniel goes a bit pale because he knew max would be pissed. max is in the absolute prime of his career, this is his time, and daniel fucked up so badly by getting pregnant. he doesn't want to ruin max's life. he planned on not telling max at all, but of course max is far too smart and he called daniel out on it and daniel's just like,

'max, it's fine. no worries, mate. there's nothing to worry about. you're all good, i don't need anything from you, sorry i fucked up but i won't fuck up your life too, lol!!!' basically. max doesn't have time for a kid. daniel doesn't want to burden him or alter the trajectory of max's career and life in the way having a kid would. he can do this on his own. it'll be fine. max doesn't have to worry about him. them. daniel and his pup. it's not like daniel's been in love with max for years or anything. except. well, he has. but that's ok! he'll get over it. max has a career to keep up with and all they were ever doing was hooking up anyway. an alpha and an omega taking care of each other's needs in a highly insane lifestyle. it worked. that's all it was. for max.

except max is deeply crushed when daniel says max doesn't have to be involved and daniel won't tell anyone. that daniel really only thought of things as just hook ups of convenience. max knew... he knew daniel never wanted to like, put a label on things. he knew that. but. but max thought. he thought.

well.

he was wrong, he supposes.

and daniel is sad, and hurt, and annoyed, too. because his stupid omega body wasn't even in his fertile window. it wasn't even Getting Pregnant Time for him in abu dhabi. it was just a frantic, passionate, so incredibly deeply satisfying hook up with max and like. his stupid omega body could sense that he was leaving f1. leaving max. leaving his alpha. and his body was like, no let's lock this in actually, and daniel got pregnant and max isn't even his alpha. was never going to be. so now he's pregnant and his body is all confused and max is mad and daniel's going to be a stupid, pathetic, single omega with a kid pining for an alpha who was never going to be actually his. stupid, stupid, stupid.

except max, like, always wants to be informed of daniel's appointments and any updates about the pup. and he's always asking where daniel's going to be, and flying there after races, if he can. usually LA. max turns up exhausted because LA doesn't make a lot of sense in his race calendar but he can't be away from daniel. daniel's soft omega scent has always been so perfect but now he smells like. like them. pregnant with max's pup, the two of them tied up together forever, like max has always wanted.

and they're not together. they're not anything. he hasn't even touched daniel. hasn't hugged him, or felt their pup move in daniel's belly, nothing more than like, a brush past him to get in the door. but max is here, in LA, as much as he can be, sleeping down the hall in daniel's guest room, and just being here. it's confusing.

and one evening when they're just hanging out on the couch - and daniel's so pregnant now, he's not always comfortable and max worries but daniel doesn't want, doesn't need anyone to take care of him, so max keeps it to himself. but. but tonight daniel asks if max wants to feel the pup, because he's really active tonight and max says yes, yes daniel, please, and daniel lets him press his hands to his belly, lets max feel the way their baby kicks against his palms, and daniel has been noticing lately... and god, it's almost overwhelming in this moment, how max's sharp, strong, available alpha scent has been slowly changing into a much more subdued, warm, softer scent of a mated alpha.

and daniel's like 'Hm' about it. and max asks daniel to come to monaco for the birth, so he can be there. so he can look after daniel and their pup for a few weeks after. he's going to have the baby on summer break and max desperately wants them in monaco.

and daniel. daniel's been thinking. maybe. maybe actually this... maybe he underestimated max. because max is so involved, and max smells like a happily mated alpha, and max wants to be a dad and... god, maybe daniel got it so wrong.

so he says okay, to monaco. and he says 'but you have to buy a new apartment', and max is like, but why. me and the cats are okay. you still have your place.

and daniel's like, no. we need a nursery and i know you're not giving up your sim room, so we need a bigger apartment.

and max is like, 'we?'

and daniel's like, 'if you'll have us.'

and max hasn't done more than touch daniel's belly since abu dhabi last year, but that night they make love on their sides, daniel's belly too big to face each other, and max bites a mating mark into daniel's neck then and there and tells daniel he knew daniel was his omega since he was seventeen years old. he just knew it.

and daniel has their pup over summer break and max is the most perfect papa he's ever seen, and he can't believe there was a time where he thought he'd be doing this all alone.

#alpha max #omega daniel #abo verse #maxiel #my ficlet #this is 1200 words lol

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onboardsorasora · 1 month

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*clears throat* paging Mael, *taps mic* paging @mael-talks-too-much

Hidden Pregnancy AU | Part 2

Part 3

Lewis had noticed that Daniel had been distracted lately. Staring off in a daze in the middle of lunch, looking unseeingly at the laundry. He’d left his keys in the fridge as well, beside Roscoe’s food bowl that wasn’t supposed to be there.

Something was off.

He waited until Ava was down for her nap before approaching Daniel while he laid in their bed.

“Is everything ok?” Lewis curled up behind him like a comma, pressing his nose into the base of Daniel’s neck.

Daniel’s scent was rich and heady, still slowly losing the last bit of warmth and spice of his most recent heat.

Lewis remembered how he’d hesitantly brought up the subject since they’d only recently just reunited. He had understood his hesitation but had been more than happy to learn about the upcoming time. There was nothing more intimate than spending a heat or rut together, in his eyes. There was a level of trust that was needed to take care of someone during a time when they were completely incapable. To meet their need.

Daniel admitted that he hadn’t thought he’d gained back Lewis’ trust enough and had been worried that his heat would have been more of an imposition.

“I could just order my new dose of birth control earlier.” He’d offered, holding Ava while she fed. Lewis looked at the two most important people in his life, a fond smile tugging on his lips.

“No, I’ll be honored to take care of you.” Lewis had watched as Daniel’s face softened and he'd nodded.

Daniel's heat had come the week after the Monaco Grand Prix and they'd been able to focus on each other while Lewis' mums took care of Ava for them.

Lewis pulled Daniel's lax body closer as he remembered how lovely the week had been. How connected he'd felt with his omega afterwards. By the end of the week, Daniel hadn't wanted Lewis to be away from him. Whining the moment Lewis would move from however they were pressed together and he would coo in contentment when he returned.

Currently, Daniel turned in his arms and tucked his head under Lewis' chin. Lewis carded a hand through messy curls.

“Promise you won't be mad?” Daniel whispered and Lewis drew back to look at him in confusion.

“Why would I be mad? Are you ok?”

Daniel looked up at him through his lashes. “I think– I um haven't confirmed it yet, but I think I might be pregnant.”

Lewis blinked, stunned. “Pregnant? Like- like another baby?” He asked softly, voice tinged in wonder at the thought, at what it meant. He could be a dad again, Ava would be a big sister. They would have another baby to fall in love with, a baby he would be able to watch grow in Daniel's belly.

“Yeah. I'm sorry, we haven't talked about it and–”

Lewis kissed Daniel's forehead then tilted his head upwards to kiss his lips, silencing his rambling.

“This is wonderful news!” He breathed, lips pulled wide in a grin. He rolled them until Daniel was on his back and Lewis scooted until his face was in line with Daniel's still flat belly. He pressed his face into the skin of his stomach and inhaled deeply, trying to catch a whiff of their potential newest one.

Daniel watched him with soft eyes, brushing his curls from his forehead. Lewis looked up at him and grinned so hard his eyes made crescents. A baby! Another baby!

“How do we like confirm? Do you just take a test? Do we need to go to the doctor?” He asked excitedly, pressing a kiss to Daniel's stomach again.

Daniel choked out a laugh, he hadn't expected this reaction. “I have a test in the bathroom, I haven't taken it yet.”

Lewis scrambled up and scooped Daniel into his arms, “do you need help?” He asked walking them into the bathroom. Daniel laughed, wiggling out of his hold.

“Out, I'll take it and we can wait together.” He playfully pushed at Lewis’ shoulders.

Lewis kissed him soundly, pulling Daniel close. “I'll be happy no matter what the test says.” He kissed Daniel's jaw and the side of his lips. “I know we haven't talked about it but I would love to have more kids with you. Whenever we get blessed with them, they will be cherished.”

“Oh.” Daniel sniffed and wiped at his eyes, he pressed his lips to Lewis’ kissing him wetly before shooing him softly.

Lewis checked on Ava then sat on the bed to wait- playing anxiously with his fingers, Daniel came out of the bathroom and sat nervously beside him. He pressed their thighs together and Lewis tugged him onto his lap.

“Is it weird that I'm nervous?” He asked into Daniel's neck. Daniel shook his head.

“No, I'm nervous too. Like it's a big deal.”

“How long do we have to wait for?”

“Three minutes for the test to be like accurate.”

“Longest three minutes of life.” Lewis groaned.

“It felt way longer with Ava.” Daniel mumbled and Lewis kissed his jaw.

The timer Daniel had set went off and they pair stilled and looked at each other apprehensively.

They held hands and went into the bathroom slowly– as if waiting for something to jump out at them.

“You look.” Daniel whispered and Lewis looked at him with wide eyes in the mirror. Taking a step forward, Lewis glanced at the white stick as if it could hurt him.

“Holy shit.” He breathed, grabbing it in his free hand to look at closer. He looked over at Daniel, brown eyes wide in wonder. “You're pregnant.” He whispered. Daniel's mouth dropped in shock. “We're gonna have another baby.”

“Holy fuck.” Daniel looked down at himself, his free hand now clutching his flat belly.

Lewis scooped him up and twirled them in a circle, giggling his joy.

#for Mael #sorry its late!!#maybe I should make a banner for this #hidden pregnancy au #dewis #lewis/daniel #omegaverse #omega daniel

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