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ef-1 · 2 years
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wild sebppearance!!!
"see I knew why I didn't pull the trousers down" (¿¿¿!!!???¡¡¡¡¡)
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formulatrash · 2 months
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I was working on gaining experience in motorsport but now I don't want to anymore due to the news. I have been torn up about this since it was announced. Am I even safe working in this industry? Is it only a matter of time?
I think there are two things to take from this: even in an organisation as closed-ranks as Red Bull, this was investigated. And although it's depressing to see many people either expressing disbelief or seeking to discredit the victim, there are a much larger number of people outraged. Not just that it happened but with the entire process, including the way it is being played as a political trophy within Red Bull as an organisation and the wider reaction of Formula 1 and the FIA.
In every industry, there are imbalances in power that lead to exploitation. Ableism, racism, sexism and homophobia go hand in hand with unfairnesses like nepotism and favouritism. Some industries, especially those that people really want to work in and where there are limited opportunities, have it worse - you see it in acting, in games, in music, in motorsport.
Nowhere is safe from the structural inequalities that frame the world. In any job you'll be in some level of danger. That's not intended as a blanket scare or as some way to minimise or dismiss the specific (and extremely unpleasant) case being brought this week.
I definitely have experienced sexism and outright attempts at exploitation/abuse in motorsport. A man who's still a popular pundit spent several years lying to me and even though I'm really not this naiive, somehow convincing me to exchange lewds. Another one who's in a senior editorial position routinely sends me obscene messages. Men from teams and championships and heritage programmes have tried to get me to fuck them and I'm not young or hot or particularly desirable - it's just that I was there and a woman and so it's almost seen as obligatory that they do it, so they can dismiss you as a slut.
I wrote a little about this when the Mazepin thing came out a few years ago. It resonated with a painful number of women across motorsport, I got hundreds of messages after it was posted.
But. This is being taken seriously. There is a clear level of discomfort within the wider paddock about Horner's presence - some of that is political, it is in the teams' interests for there to be disruption at Red Bull. But a lot is clearly pretty visceral horror and anger at both the reputational damage to the sport and what's happened.
Do not let the fact that there are gross people out there deter you from a dream. Do let yourself be angry about it and mould that anger into a toolkit to address it. Look out for the people around you, try to promote positive workplace cultures, call out unpleasant behaviours, especially in scenarios where you are relatively unaffected. (eg: if you're a straight woman and someone says something gross about a gay man, if you're a white person and someone says something racist, etc)
Motorsport needs good people to work in it to change. It needs you far more than you need it. Don't let it reverse or exploit that and you will have a level of power that constitutes safety because you won't let it damage you for the sake of getting something it isn't offering. (If someone is behaving exploitatively then they are not giving you anything, they are trying to see what they can take)
It's been a shit week. I feel awful for the woman who's been doxxed, robbed of compensation and had her career ruined. Who's being discussed and discredited by the paddock, by journalists, by the most toxic fans. In a just world, people would be protecting her but that would need the population of all those groups to change significantly.
So don't let it put you off. Let it make you keener to displace them.
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fire-on-thirst · 11 months
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Gotta say I love ur work so much. Can we get a lestappen Instagram fic and maybe a lewis And charles fic, either as friends or in a relationship.
I have this headcanon where lewis and charles are friends and Lewis visits charles and goes into his wardrobe and finds out he has many fashionable clothes but was either too shy to wear them to the paddock or was afraid of being accused of copying lewis, but lewis convinces charles of wearing them to the paddock. And they come in on race day both looking fabulous maybe they are matching or they simply came together.
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charles_leclerc Travelling the world with you makes it so much better!! ❤️✈️🌏
I have also been told that I must point out that those stuffed animals are all mine. (They are not)
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landonorris *cough* photo credits for some of those *cough*
danielricciardo Me too
pierregasly Me Three
landonorris if we have to deal with this shit we should at least get photo credits
charles_leclerc Have you got something stuck in your throat you gremlin?
landonorris .sebastianvettel Charles is being mean to me
sebastianvettel And this is why I refused to have an Instagram account
pierregasly This post is both sweet and sickening. It would probably be more sweet if I didn’t see it often or walk into something that has caused me to be scarred for life
arthur_leclerc You’ve only walked in on them once?
landonorris You’ve only recently walked in on them??
user1 Does that look like Max?
user2 Charles and Max Verstappen? I think you need to get your eyes checked
user1 He liked the photo though
user2 Doesn’t mean a thing
leclerc_pascale Beautiful Couple ❤️🥰
charles_leclerc Merci maman ❤️
leclerc_pascale I assume you are taking good care of him?
charles_leclerc Maman, aren’t you meant to be asking him that? I’m your son!
leclerc_pascale He’s also my son. Debatably my favourite. Are you taking care of him?
charles_leclerc HE’S YOUR FAVOURITE?!?!
arthur_leclerc MAMAN!
lorenzotl EXCUSE ME!!
leclerc_pascale He’s the only one who hasn’t caused me any stress or gave me grey hairs
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maxverstappen1 I think I’ve got a stalker 🧐
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landonorris Don’t call me a stalker. It’s called personalised photography
maxverstappen1 If you break into my house to take pictures of me sleeping it’s called stalking
landonorris Don’t forget the time I snuck into the shower 🤤😉
user1 LANDO 😂😂
danielricciardo I don’t think you mind this one specific stalker
maxverstappen1 🤫
victoriaverstappen Wonder who the stalker is? 🧐
user2 Charles just posted a post with his partner and now Max??
user3 And Arthur has liked Max’s post. I didn’t even know that Arthur followed Max
user2 Something is definitely happening I can just feel it
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charles_leclerc I wanted this to be a cute little reveal but then you called me a stalker so the cute reveal went out the window. Here you guys go anyway, me and maxverstappen1 are dating and have been for several years now. We hid it not knowing what the reaction would be and partly scared we would lose our seats in F1 which has been both of our dreams since we were young boys. Eventually I gained the courage and came out as gay to the world and said that I was also dating someone and the support I got was unimaginable. Yes obviously there was some hate but most of it was supportive and just overall kind.
After a long discussion we no longer wanted to hide this relationship from everyone and why should we? Other people in the paddock don’t have to do why should we? Yes a Ferrari driver is in love with a Red Bull driver and if you don’t support it then don’t support me (or him). It’s our life to live and everybody else has has to just real with it. I will still fight on the track to win the championship and under no circumstances will I just let Max win. We are both professionals and both too stubborn to actually let the other win. We’ve been together for several years and have had several battles on track (just without you guys knowing about the relationship) and it never stopped us then so it won’t stop us now so nobody has to worry about any of that.
maxverstappen1 Thank you for everything that you’ve done throughout the years and the memories that you have given me and we certainly have many more to come especially now that we don’t have to hide. (I hope everyone is ready for the spam that is going to come on my stories and posts). … I Love You!! ❤️
Ps. I will beat you to a championship one day
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landonorris WOOOOOOOO!!!
danielricciardo Fucking finally. Can I now post all the pictures I have of the two of you?
arthur_leclerc 👏🏻👏🏻 Happy for you!
pierregasly 🫢😱🤯 You and Max together never would’ve guessed that. Congratulations though for finally announcing it. I can now officially make jokes in interviews.
victoriaverstappen Wonderful Couple 🩷
scuderiaferrari Congratulations. You’ll always have us behind you!
maxverstappen1 I love you too you soppy idiot 💙
charles_leclerc ❤️
charles_leclerc Your turn to do a post on me
maxverstappen1 Maybe when you win the championship
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Also here is the Lewis Hamilton x Charles Leclerc drabble.
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lukweer · 10 months
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ok so like there are two parts of me, right? well there are a lot of parts but english is hurting me right now and my head isn't working so you will make due/do(?)
anyways one part is like: my sense for gay people is strong, i think i know which f1 drivers are gay and i am confident in my answers
but the other part is like: its wrong to speculate sexuality because if people havent come out then they either aren't ready to be out or aren't gay, but at the same time this generation is moving away from the construct of coming out so like... idk.
today the first part is stronger, though, so i want to share my speculations because everyone in the states only watches nascar and is a hick and i'm scared of them. they also do not like my italian accent :(
1. Max Verstappen
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come on guys, any gay person could tell u he's probably bi. i mean he doesn't even try to hide it, u know? like there are compilations of him being fruity. and they are shockingly long.
he's mentioned using grindr, he's mentioned girls OR guys when talking about dating preferences, the whole thing with the freaking lei (i think thats how it is spelled, the hawaiian thing? the flower necklace?). the list goes on and on.
he's had girlfriends, and i'm pretty sure they weren't beards but i'm not sure. i'm leaning towards bi tho for this reason.
even if he isn't bi or gay or pan or whatever, he's at least incredibly comfortable with queerness and is probably a really cool dude. annoying when i'm watching the sunday races, but love him the rest of the time!
2. Lando Norris
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lando is a bit more subtle with it (as are the other ppl in the list). emphasis on a bit, though.
unless you live under a rock, you've probably seen this gif:
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this has called many aboard the lando is a little fruitcake train. what people don't realise is that he "eye fucks" or like... stares lovingly a lot.
other examples include:
staring lovingly at carlos sainz
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checking out charles leclerc (kind of? i think he is checking him out)
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staring lovingly at carloz sainz
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this weird ass moment with, you guessed it, carloz sainz
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there are a lot of these photos and clips out there, but i'm lazy and don't feel like looking for them so yeah. take my word for it.
i saw a post saying that if carlos and lando pulled up to the paddock holding hands and telling people they were dating they wouldn't be shocked. i agree with this statement entirely. as was stated, it takes a lot to get to that point, and we're at that point.
now i grew up a gay dude to a conservative family, and i know the little mannerisms that are like... a part of being gay? and i know what it looks like to hide them.
i do not know if this is the right way to say it or if it is politically correct, but i believe it to be true. gay men tend to have little mannerisms here and there that give us away a bit, and i think i've seen some of those in lando.
i don't think i will share them though, as i don't want to accidentally push harmful stereotypes or whatever. obviously not all gay men have gay mannerisms and it might be something lando is insecure about so i would rather not put them on blast.
if it's not a bad thing i may come back and edit this and add them in. idk, let me know i guess? i am still learning american customs.
3. Yuki Tsunoda
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this is probably going to be the shortest section (ha).
yuki mostly just makes my radar go off. i don't consume alphatauri content as much, but i know there was a thing with him and pierre that was just crazy last year and the year prior. don't know as much about it as i should haha.
but yeah. yuki just sends my radar into the astral plane (is that a thing? i am doubting myself). if he is not at least bisexual i will eat my own foot.
maybe that one moment between him and michael italiano has just gotten to me, i don't know. i trust in my instincts though.
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4. Danny Ric
idk he just gives the vibe! i don't know how to explain my radar. gay people know. i think it is called gaydar.
DR is on it.
5. Carlos Sainz
he is probably on my gaydar the least, but he's still on there. latest vlog he gently combed his finger through ruperts hair. he's probably deeply in love with lando. just little things like that i guess!
6. Oscar Piastri
this may be wishful thinking. i sit in bed at night and pray that he is into men.
that is all! thank you for learning about fruity drivers with me! please do not cancel me if i am doing something politically incorrect! i am still learning!
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scuderlia · 21 days
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GIRLESTAPPEN 💕💕🩷💖💖 ok. who makes the first move? are they the only girls and gays on the grid or are there more... what do they wear in the paddock? if there is girl charles is there girl chiss [gets dragged off stage]
girlestappen eventually cringefail their way into a relationship by doing what they do best: being weird about each other and ignoring the obvious tension between them until they can't anymore! i think in a traditional f1 au max is out and idgaf about her sexuality and charles is, on the cusp of realizing that she's a lesbian and DOESN'T actually fuck with men like that. she just hasn't put two-and-two together quite yet.
but basically, charles rocks up to the paddock in 2018 and is hit with the girl she grew up karting against being a terror on the track to all these men, beating them in many cases, and also looking... hot? (little dotted circle swirling in charles' brain) and she doesn't really know how to cope so she goes with what she knows: repressing the feelings and being incredibly normal (not normal) about it. for a long time.
random hcs under the cut:
when they finally get together, lando is their strange little guy friend who follows them around and is like ALLY but also half his jpg account is just. inexplicably. photos of them like, kissing at the club. everyone thinks it's weird but no one mentions it.
if max somehow wasn't out before getting to f1 she probably came out in a [waves hand] unintentionally dramatic way. like she made a gay joke, got cancelled on the internet for it, and then her statement was: I Am Actually Gay.
charles has her world turned upside down and inside out when she properly finds out max likes girls for the first time. it weighs on her so heavily she spirals and sleeps with [waves hand again] pierre or carlos or someone and it's terrible and max is completely oblivious to the fact that charles is #goingthroughit.
girlestappen are still butch4femme. they always will be to ME.
all those bizarre interviews with like, lewis and seb saying strange things about grid girls and girlfriends to max and charles in 2018/2019 still happen, but there's an added layer of what the fuck did he just say? the youtube comments are either: wow, they're so woke for asking max about liking girls on a public broadcast OR i can't believe seb actually said that about grid girls with charles sitting right there. does he hate women?
everyone should send a prayer out into the world for carlos sainz, who has had [checks notes] both of his girl teammates come out as lesbians. this begs the question: is it him? is he that bad? the italian press run articles on it weekly.
wherever charles goes, chiss will follow. obviously.
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laura1633 · 1 month
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Max is in love with Charles but he had always thought Charles was straight so he hadn’t dared to make a move because he also didn’t want to ruin the friendship they had. Charles can sense that something is going on with Max but he brushes it off for stress about racing. Max had only ever told Daniel about his crush on Charles, since he told him Daniel was the go to person to vent about his feelings for Charles, eventually Daniel got tired of hearing Max bubbling about Charles all the time so he tries to encourage Max to tell Charles about his feelings but Max refuses to do it no matter how many times Daniel tries to convince him. Charles is getting suspicious as Max’s behaviour starts to get more and more weird and awkward so he decides to ask him about it but Max denies that he is acting strange. Daniel finally snaps in the paddock after another rent from Max and tells him that if he doesn’t tell Charles in the next two weeks he’s gonna do it himself. Max is left with no choice so he decides to tell Charles how he feels but when he finally sits Charles down he can’t bring himself to say it so he just blubbers something about racing. Later he tells Daniel he just can’t do it and begs him not to tell Charles, promising to stop renting about his feelings for Charles. Daniel knows that even if Max stops talking to him about Charles it’ll still eat him inside so he decides on a plan to make Charles know that Max has a crush on him without actually telling Charles. Max and Daniel are in Daniel’s driver room with Max again talking about Charles, then Daniel textes Charles to come to his driver room because he has something important to tell him. Charles gets Daniel’s text and he goes to Daniel’s garage, but when he comes to the door he hears voices inside so maybe Daniel is busy right now, Charles waits a few moments before he hears his name, then he puts his ear to the door to hear what Daniel and whoever else that was were saying about him. His mouth opens in shock when he hears Max saying he has feelings for him, so that’s the reason Max was always acting weird around him, he didn’t know how to feel about it, he wasn’t gay, at least he thought he wasn’t, or maybe he hadn’t thought about it at all.
This is just an idea a had, I wanted to write today but not a full fic so I just did this, just wanted to share it, didn’t finish it but if you’d like I could,,
Thank you so much for sharing anon.
I am sure Charles has lots of questions he need to ask himself and needs to work out how he feels about everything
If you do finish it then let me know <3
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blamemma · 9 months
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Omg I love 2! “Why are you mad?” “I’m not mad, I just think you can choose better people to kiss.”
Like, let's be real, this would be such a Max thing to say.
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lil bit of angst (no real happy ending), vile vibes, mentions of cheating, mentions of irl wags, changed the prompt ever so slightly as well sorry xx
Daniel watches Max with a hawk-eye, tracks him as he paces back and forth, his fists clenching, un-clenching, clenching, un-clenching, palms spread wide, knuckles cracked, clenching once more.
He doesn't have much space to move in their hotel room, but Max covers every square inch in the time he takes thinking. Daniel watches as his mouth opens, always as if he's about to say something, all that leaves though is an angry 'mmph' or a swear word. Daniel wants to tell him that he looks like a goldfish; the constant 'o' of his mouth reminiscent of the pet fish he once had. He doesn't want to poke the bear though, doesn't want to make him more incessantly pissed off.
Max stops, crouches down, wrapping his arms, around his legs, hugging himself almost. The soft demeanour of his posture is starkly different to that of his face; pursed lips, furrowed eyebrow, scalding eyes. He says nothing, just stares at Daniel, through Daniel, and so Daniel pokes, breaks the deafening silence.
"Why are you mad?" Daniel asks, "It's what you wanted."
Max's arms unravel themselves from around his legs as he throws them outwards in anger and shock, but the quick movement forces him to lose his balance, tumbling backwards onto his arse. Daniel laughs and Max face scrunches up, scowling even more at Daniel.
"That is not what I wanted at all Daniel. You are not stupid enough to think I wanted you to do that, her, or I don't know maybe you are. You were stupid enough to kiss me in the fucking harbour."
"Max." Daniel tries, raising his voice slightly, overwhelmingly annoyed at how the blame is being put on him. "Max, you told me to go out and kiss someone and be photographed doing it. You don't get to tell me what's right and wrong in this fucking game you're playing. You told me to kiss someone, she was there, we were photographed. You should be fucking happy."
“I’m not mad, I just think you could have chosen someone better to kiss.” Max retorts from his place on the ground, the spare fabric of his shorts scrunched into his fists. He keeps unconsciously picking at the beard burn marks on his neck and Daniel wants to creep forward on his hands and knees, bat his hand away so he doesn't irritate them more.
"Oh alright, next time you tell me to kiss someone, I'll wait around for the pre-approved list." Daniel bites out instead. He stands up and starts pacing this time, searching for whatever reprieve it gave Max.
"If you had not been so dumb to have kissed me in public Daniel, then I would not have needed you to go out and kiss a woman so that public do not think you are gay."
"Or so Kelly doesn't think you're gay?" Daniel stops pacing instantly, feels bile form at the back of his throat. He knows they've crossed a line that they can't go back from. He could dig further down in hopes of finding gold, or beg for a ladder to get him out of this hole.
He digs.
"That's what it's all about really though Maxy," He watches intently as Max's face goes soft at the pet name, and then immediately sour again. "Can't have her finding out your dirty little secret can you. It's been harder to hide hasn't it, now I'm back on the team, back in the paddock. She'll start noticing you've disappeared after races. Start asking questions about where you are. Is that why she hasn't been to many races this season? Scared she'll see the truth."
Daniel's hurting the both of them now, but it's all he can do. His stomach turns every time he thinks about how drunk he had got, how he'd had to psyche himself up to kiss Heidi in the packed club, how he'd had to linger for longer than he'd liked hoping that someone had pictured it.
He wanted some sick satisfaction from it, wanted Max to know it was Heidi he had kissed, felt a small sense of pleasure when the picture had finally landed on numerous fan pages, hoped it was as painful as Max to see as it is for Daniel seeing him with Kelly.
"It didn't have to be her." Max whispers. He looks up at Daniel, all bright blue teary eyes, pouty lips, scarlet red cheeks. Daniel wants to kiss him; kiss him, kiss him and kiss him. Never kiss anyone else. Never want Max to kiss anyone else. For this to be enough.
Instead he sits down opposite him, curls his knees into his chest and wraps his arms around them.
"Yes it did Max. You know it did."
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And There Was Only One Bed… - Daniel Ricciardo x Reader
Pairing - Daniel Ricciardo x Reader
Word Count - 3.5k
Content Warning - Swearing, alcohol mention, unprotected sex, oral sex, vaginal sex
Synopsis - The reader and Daniel Ricciardo are forced to share a hotel room after mix up, or so it seems…
Author’s Note - Well, I intended to write something short and sweet and then this happened… It’s been a while since I last posted, had been in a bit of a writing funk again, but now I’m back on my bullshit for however long this lasts. The whole ‘and there was only one bed’ trope has always been one of my favourites so I felt that I had to pay homage to it in some way, after all, it’s a classic! Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
And please enjoy the alternate title I gave this one - ‘No Hetero’ I scrapped it for something more on the nose, but this was the working title and is what the document is still called.
“Why do we have to share a room again?” Daniel asks as he throws his suitcase onto the double bed in the middle of the room.
“Because none of the guys wanted to, apparently the powers of saying ‘no homo’ before doing something gay doesn’t cover sharing a bed with a work colleague.” You respond, your frustration evident in your voice despite the chuckle you forced out at the end of your utterance.
You’d worked with McLaren for a few years now, and as soon as he joined the team immediately clicked with one Daniel Ricciardo. You had the same sense of humour, the same crazy work ethic and had somehow discovered you also had the same taste in crappy 80s movies. He trusted you, more than most, and so you ended up spending a lot of time together both in the paddock and out of it. But sharing a room was something you’d never done before, nevermind sharing a bed.
“Don’t they know it’s only gay if your feet touch? They should just wear socks, simple.” Daniel responds, throwing himself onto the white sheets in the same manner as he had his suitcase.
“Are you gonna wear socks in bed? The thought of your be-socked feet brushing up against my own makes me want to dry heave, however, the possibility of your bare feet doing the same also makes me want to barf.” You laugh, before taking a seat beside Daniel on the bed, and kicking his suitcase off onto the floor with a loud bang.
“Hey! What’s wrong with my feet, I have nice feet!” He exclaims, feigning being hurt as he playfully jabs you in the shoulder.
“Feet just gross me out in general, people who wear sandals in public places should be thrown into a volcano or something.” You say, shoving his shoulder back in retaliation.
“So what’s the alternative? Socks and sandals? Nah mate fuck that.” He laughs.
“So you don’t dig my crocs and socks look?” You exclaim, sitting up in faux shock.
“It’s not one of your best.” He laughs, and you chuckle along as you fall back into the fluffy pillows. “Can’t believe they cocked up the whole hotel thing. You’d think by now they’d know how many rooms to book.”
“Yeah, you’d think. Still, it means I get to bug you all weekend by walking around barefoot. Might clean between my toes with your toothbrush too while you’re not looking.” He teases, offering you a cheeky wink.
“Daniel Ricciardo don’t you even fucking dare go anywhere near my toothbrush! Is it too late to switch bedroom buddies?” You exclaim, and Daniel looks at you, a look of hurt on his face, before the two of you collapse into fits of laughter.
“You could always go knock on Lando’s door if you’re that desperate to be rid of me.”
“Oh, yeah, as if sharing a bed with him would be any less of a nightmare. I bet he’s a real duvet hog.” You laugh.
“He is, believe me.” Daniel responds, smirking at you.
“Oh, had a few cozy nights with Mr. Norris have we?” You giggle.
“A couple. And believe me he is a cuddler, much like myself.” “If I wake up and you’re wrapped around me like some kind of Aussie boa constrictor I will not hesitate to kick you.” You respond, raising your eyebrows at him.
“As long as our bare feet don’t touch it’s still covered under no hetero rules, right?”
“Not sure there’s such a thing as no hetero, but sure, I guess.” You respond.
“Then I’m gonna spoon you so hard your eyes pop out of your fucking head.”
“Your mind terrifies me.” You respond, chuckling at him.
“But you still love me.” Daniel responds, reaching across the bed to pull you into a tight hug. You fight to set yourself free but eventually give in, allowing him to envelop you in a bone-crushing hug.
“For some unknown fucking reason, yeah, I do.” You wheeze, and he lets go of you.
“That’s what I like to hear.” He says, before flopping his arms out onto the bed to assume a full starfish position.
The two of you return to your hotel room a few hours later. The sun has long since set and the moonlight blazes in through the glass of the balcony windows. You slip off your heels by the door and steady yourself against the wall.
The evening’s celebrations had ended with everyone heading to some random club and getting very drunk, and the two of you were no exception. You made sure to limit yourself, knowing that it was likely you’d have to carry Daniel back to the room after having a few too many and look after him if the vomit fairy came to bless him in the night.
However, unlike most of your hotel stays together, you wouldn’t be dropping him off and disappearing, leaving a glass of water and some ibuprofen on the bedside table for the following morning. Instead, you were to be climbing beneath the sheets with him, and waking up beside him as the sun streams in through the curtains.
Another thing that had surprised you was how restrained he too had been in his alcohol consumption. He had matched you drink for drink, and so, while both of you were slightly tipsy, your inhibitions lowered considerably, neither of you were blackout drunk.
“You want me to look away while you change? I promise I wont sneak a peek.” He says as he discards his own shoes beside yours.
“As long as you promise not to look.” You say, rifling through your suitcase to find your night dress and make-up remover.
“I swear on my life I won’t look.” He says, before throwing himself face down on the bed.
You unfasten the back of your high-necked dress and reach the zip, which you attempt to pull down but to no avail.
“Fuck” You mutter under your breath as you repeatedly tug at the zipper, willing it to obey you.
“You alright there?” Daniel asks, his voice slightly muffled by the sheets.
“I can’t believe I’m about to ask you this, but, can you help me with my zipper? The fucking thing is stuck.” You say, sighing slightly.
“I’m always happy to help a friend in need. Can I look now?” He says into the sheets.
“Yeah, you won’t be able to do it with your face in the duvet, will ya?” You chuckle as you take a seat on the bed in front of him.
Daniel sits up and shuffles across the bed towards you on his knees, placing one hand on your shoulder to hold the material in its place while the other fights with the zipper. He gives it a rough tug and the metal teeth finally begin to part, exposing the soft skin of your back and the clasp of your bra strap.
“He was a tough bastard, I’ll give him that. Though I am yet to meet a zipper on a woman’s dress that I haven’t been able to defeat.” Daniel responds, his hand still firmly planted on your shoulder.
“Ha ha, I get it, you’ve shagged a load of girls.” You say sarcastically, turning your head to face him, not realising just how close his own head was to the back of yours until your cheeks graze one another.
“Bet you’re glad we’re sharing a room now, or you’d have been stuck in that dress all night.” He says, his voice low.
“Eh, I would have gone to ask Lando.” You say, turning your body to sit facing him on the bed. Daniel’s hand falls from your shoulder to rest gently on your waist.
“Not me?” He asks, his thumb beginning to rub soft circles on your hip over the material of your dress.
“Nah, I feel like you’d probably make some stupid joke about how many girls you’d fucked.” You say, chuckling slightly at your own remark.
“Touché” He replies as he begins to move his hand further down, settling at the point where the slit in your dress ends above your exposed thigh.
“Considering you started the job, it only makes sense that you finish it.” You say, grabbing Daniel’s hands in your own and guiding them to the neckline of the dress. They settle against the material and he begins to pull the dress down off of your shoulders, exposing your chest.
“I did promise that I wouldn’t look at you while you changed.” He says, yet his eyes refuse to leave your body, taking in every inch of your skin.
“Yeah, well, promises are made to be broken, right?” You say, raising your eyebrows at him.
You take his hands in your again and guide them around your chest, settling them against the clasp of your bra. His fingers make quick work of the metal, and you shrug yourself out of the Lacey garment before throwing it onto the floor.
Daniel’s eyes meet with yours, and he gulps loudly. It’s clear he wasn’t expecting something like this to happen between the two of you. You offer him a small smile, and nod to give him permission, and his hands immediately make contact with the soft skin of your breasts.
You lean into him, wrapping your arms around his neck as his hands seek to explore every inch of your skin. His hands reach around your back, pulling you even closer as he dips below the draping fabric of your dress to grab your ass.
“Would you like me to help you get undressed too?” You ask him, pulling away to allow your hands to toy with the buttons of his shirt.
“By all means” he responds, and you begin to fumble with the buttons, separating them one by one to gradually expose his toned chest.
His shirt quickly joins your bra in the pile of clothing on the floor, and you rake your nails down his torso, reaching the waistband of his dress pants. He groans as your hand dips beneath the fabric, caressing his already hardening cock beneath his underwear.
You pull away, standing up from the bed to allow the material of your dress to cascade to the floor, leaving you in nothing but your panties. Daniel looks you up and down, his cock twitching at the very sight of you.
“Your turn” You say, and Daniel stands from his position on the bed. You wrap your arms around his bare shoulders and press soft kisses to his jawline. He removes his dress pants and underwear allowing his cock to spring free.
“Maybe we should have shared a room before now?” He whispers in your ear, and you chuckle.
“Yeah, maybe.” You respond, his eyes making contact with yours before pressing his lips to yours in a passionate kiss.
The kiss was messy as Daniel sought to explore every area of your mouth with his tongue. He tasted sweet, like the cocktails the two of you had been sipping together that evening - just the way you had always imagined him to taste.
Despite trying to deny it, you had often thought to yourself what kissing Daniel would be like. Sometimes your mind would wander at the most random of moments to thoughts of the two of you intertwined in a moment of passion and lust. You had kept it under wraps, of course. You assumed it was just the effect that he had on women, that most of the other ladies in the paddock had also thought the same as you. However, right now, in this very moment, you were the one to be able to experience the real thing. And it was even better than you could have possibly imagined.
Daniel pulls away for air, and the two of you are left panting as your eyes meet once again, a million thoughts and feelings clouding your mind as you wonder what exactly should happen next. However, Daniel takes charge, grabbing you by your hips and throwing you down onto the soft sheets of the bed.
You can’t help but giggle as he kneels down before you on the floor, his grip on your hips becoming firmer as he pulls you in towards his face. He sits there for a moment, his head between your legs, his hands travelling up and down the sides of your body, making every single spot light up at his touch.
“You know I’ve thought about doing this every day since we met.” He says into you, his nose brushing gently against your clit making you squirm on the bed. His hot breath on your cunt only making you wetter, and more desperate for him to touch you where you so desperately needed him to.
“I wanted to have you. To taste you for myself since the day I first laid eyes on you. If you’d given me the chance I would have eaten you out right on the fucking conference room table for everyone to watch.” He says in a low voice, his lips edging ever closer to your dripping folds.
“Then why didn’t you? I’m sure we could have put on quite the show.” You respond, your back arching up off of the bed as you involuntarily buck your hips into his face.
“I had to make sure this was something you wanted too. And I didn’t want you to think I was just some sleazy driver who fucks his way through the team. But then-“ He says, pausing as he slides a finger across your folds, toying with your hole before gently sliding his finger inside. You moan at the sudden contact, the sensation of his thick finger filling you up driving you crazy.
“What?” You manage to say in a breathy voice as you fight to keep control of yourself, despite the sensation of a second finger sliding inside of you sending you into delirium.
“I couldn’t gauge how you felt about me, so I had to take matters into my own hands” Daniel says, as his thumb moves up to rub your clit gently. Your eyes roll back in your head at the sensation, your hands gripping onto the sheets below you for dear life as your body floods with electricity.
“Y-you changed the bookings.” You manage to utter between breathy moans and whines.
“Aren’t you glad I did, babygirl?” He asks, and you nod, unable to even form words due to the pleasure coursing through your body.
“Say the word, babygirl. Don’t you want me to use my mouth on that pretty cunt of yours?” He asks, and you can practically feel his smirk against your bare flesh.
“God, fuck, Daniel yes.” You moan, easily loud enough for those in the neighbouring rooms to hear, but you didn’t care. In that moment, all you wanted was for Daniel to claim your cunt with his tongue.
“That’s what I like to hear.” He says, before removing his thumb from your clit, providing the pressure instead with his tongue while continuing to curl his fingers inside of you.
You instinctively find yourself squeezing your thighs together around his head, seeking to push him deeper and further into you. He grips your soft flesh with his spare hand hard enough to leave a bruise on your thigh as he tries to keep your legs open, allowing him easier access to lick and suck at your clit.
Your hands find his hair, and grip onto his soft curls as you feel yourself edging closer and closer to your climax. The sensation of his fingers inside you, and his tongue on your clit quickly brings you to your undoing, your back arching up off of the bed as you cum on his fingers.
Daniel removes his fingers from your cunt and sucks them both clean, before returning to his position and cleaning you up with his tongue.
“You’re fucking delicious” He says against you, the vibrations of his words against your flesh making you moan in response.
You sit up on the bed, leaning down towards his kneeling position on the floor before you. You run your hand across his cheek, along his jawline and stop below his chin, before pulling his head up to meet yours in a lust-filled kiss.
“I don’t know if I wanna taste you more, of if I want you to fuck me more?” You say as you pull away, your breathing still heavy, breaths short.
“You can suck me off whenever you want, but right now I’m gonna fuck you on our bed.” Daniel responds, standing from his knelt position to tower over you.
You lie back on the sheets and cant help but smirk at Daniel as you raise your finger to beckon him towards you. He follows your every movement, his body hovering above you, his face inches from yours and his cock gently grazing your tender folds.
You wrap your arms around his shoulders as he enters you with a groan, his body tensing as he does so. Despite having already noted his size, and having earlier been stretched by his fingers, the sensation of him inside you, filling you up pulls a deep moan from within you.
“Fuck, Daniel” You say, your voice barely above a whisper as it is all you could possibly muster.
“You’re fucking perfect, you know that?” He says, looking down at you. The tip of his nose brushes your own and you cant help but let out a euphoric laugh at his words.
Looking up at him in that moment, his face sweaty and flushed red, his pupils blown and curly dark hair plastered to his forehead, you’re sure you’ve never seen such a beautiful sight in all your years of living.
“And you’re the most wonderful man I’ve ever met. Even if you are rather devious” You say, eliciting a cheeky smile from Daniel.
As he begins to thrust into you, your grip on his shoulder blades becomes more intense as the sensation within you builds and builds. He quickly falls into a rhythm, and you find yourselves moving together in perfect harmony, your hips rising from the soft sheets as he pushes deeper into your cunt.
You’re certain that no one has ever fucked you like this before. The feeling of euphoria building within you as he fills you up again and again with his cock is something other men would have only dreamed of giving you. In that moment, all you could think of was Daniel - he was all that mattered. The entire world could disappear and you wouldn’t give a fuck, because what was happening in your hotel room was the only thing on your mind. Your brain took his name like a mantra, repeating it over and over again, its volume building as you edged closer to your second orgasm of the night.
As you feel your orgasm building you realise that your internal mantra was being vocalised by yourself, his name dripping off of your tongue with his every movement. His eyes made contact with yours as you looked up at him, moans and grunts leaking from his open mouth, and becoming more and more vocal as he reaches his own undoing.
“Mmm, fuck!” He moans, before cumming inside you. The sensation of Daniel filling you up with his seed causing you to achieve your own end.
Your repetition of his name trails off to barely a whisper, your voice hoarse from moaning and yelling his name as he fucked you.
Daniel collapses on top of you, his arms no longer strong enough to bear his own weight as his orgasm rushes through his body. He pulls out of you and wraps his arms around you, pressing every inch your hot clammy skin to his own.
“You did say you were gonna spoon me till my eyes popped out of my head.” You say, holding his hands that sit across your chest with your own.
“And our feet didn’t touch. No hetero?” He asks, and you giggle turning to look up at him with a smile on your face.
“I really, really don’t think no hetero is a thing.” You laugh as you caress his hand with your thumb.
Daniel reaches past you to grab the sheets from the opposite side of the bed, before wrapping them around the two of you as you both fall asleep together in your shared bed.
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lewki · 2 years
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Do you feel the 2022 paddock would welcome an openly gay Formula One driver?
Yes, I do. Perhaps that wouldn’t have been the case in the past, but now I think a gay Formula One driver would be welcomed — and rightly so. I feel that a gay driver would help to speed up the elimination of prejudice and help push our sport in a better direction.
Formula One is a very popular sport around the world. It relates to something that a lot of people do every day on a basic level or, even if they don’t drive themselves, they at least come across regularly: driving — or being driven in — a car. Although driving is, in and of itself, dynamic, I regret to say that some members of the driving community, if I can call it that, are nonetheless very slow — static almost — when it comes to progress.
Yet progress is inevitable. Cars have changed and will keep changing — for the better. Indeed, drivers have changed and will keep changing — again for the better. So I do have hope, and therefore I would absolutely welcome a gay Formula One driver. And, as I say, I think and hope our sport would be ready for one.
Are you aware of any Formula One drivers, past or present, who are or were gay but don’t or didn’t want to come out?
No, but I’m pretty sure there must have been some. I guess I wouldn’t know about them because they never came out, which is a shame.
You were happy to take the knee when Lewis Hamilton sought support for the Black Lives Matter campaign, but a number of other drivers — while forthright in their condemnation of racism — were not. Is that a sign of how difficult it is to carry forward a message in sport, where issues many of us would see as basic human rights are read as politically charged?
All of us have to make our minds up for ourselves. I’m sure that, as I was and I am, the 18 other Formula One drivers were broadly supportive of Lewis’s aims, whether or not they stood or knelt to show that support. What mattered is that we all showed up and were together.
But, yes, I always took the knee, and I usually positioned myself alongside Lewis to do so. He and I see eye-to-eye on a lot of things.
Both you and Lewis Hamilton have spoken out in support of the LGBTQ community — how did you come to be such an ally?
For me, it’s very simple: how can anyone think they have the right to dictate to someone else how they should live or whom they should love? The answer is: they don’t have that right. I’m happy to stand up for that principle.
SEBASTIAN VETTEL: FORMULA ONE IS READY FOR AN OUT GAY DRIVER
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landinrris · 4 months
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I agree with you so much about your take on Lando and Martins relationship. It’s like I have so many thoughts a feelings but want to respect their right to privacy.
Want to add just a couple thoughts to your more fictional take. For me, it’s also how everyone around them acts.
Oscar being inclusive in his language talking about the drivers “girlfriends or partners or whatever” (which love you Oscar for that!).
McLaren not posting any videos of Lando and Martin together post Mexico when they do post videos of Landos other famous friends like Zedd. Plus McLaren way cutting back in the behind the scenes videos.
The Thursday drivers interviews have never asked him about hanging out with Martin in the off-time when they ask drivers all the time about stuff they do off track, even asking Fernando about the whole Shakira meme, unless it’s truly private and off limits (only reporter I’ve ever seen ask Lando about Martin was Ziggo and Landos body language was so uncomfortable and self soothing talking about it. Man could not stop stroking his face!)
No official track photographers post pictures of Martin unless he’s there to work and never with Lando or in McLaren, only ever at Redbull (and like the photographer Kym Illman leaving Martin out of his post about Lando being in Australia was odd in that he knows Martin and talks with him and would have known he was in Aus too). Kym (who gives me a bit of an ick, but he says interesting things sometimes) talked once that they have requests from teams not to photograph certain people, and it kinda feels like there’s a request to not photograph Martin and Lando. Even the now famous hug in Vegas. As soon as they went in for the hug the camera like oh crap panned away.
Everyone seems to be so careful to respect what I’m guessing is a request from the team to respect their privacy. And whether that’s because they are in a relationship, well I don’t know. I think if he is, it’s probably a relationship that is out and open and known about in the paddock, but not in public. And if that’s the case, totally their right. If a gay relationship with an F1 driver was made public especially one with another arguably more famous person the scrutiny around it would be so intense, I could totally understand why someone would want that relationship to be out privately but not publicly.
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You're so right about all of this, it's very telling how people around them act. Although I do wonder about the Ziggo interview from Zandvoort. Idk, it didn't look like any more fidgeting or touching his face than normal to me, but I see where you're going. What I got out of that clip from that interview was more so what he had to say about his friendship and how much he values it. And when he was finished addressing it, they very pointedly moved on to other things like Max and hypothetically being Max's teammate.
This is also like the second time in as many days that I've heard that Kym asks for permission to post pics. Maybe I forgot where that was said at one point, but that in and of itself says a lot about what he posts in general. But also, did we know Martin was in Australia for sure when Kym posted that random thing about Lando being in Perth that was likely only because of Lando's story?
Who knows. The fact of the matter is that it certainly appears they've set boundaries with people which is both very helpful and makes me very 👀 at the same time.
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jayholdenworld · 2 months
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Oscar's Thoughts (Sneak Peek of a Future Fic)
I'll Be Safe In Your Sound ('til I Come Back Around) by Raven_TheDeathGod
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Oscar’s first year in the Formula 1 paddock was weird, to say the least. After so many years of having Logan by his side, this year was awfully different. He was alone as a reserve driver, his team was completely different, and he was looked down on because he was a “Beta”. He even had an Alpine Alpha insulting him.
He was working for his dream, but this was terrible. The Australian knew that Alphas here were stupid and felt like they were the best thing in the world, Mark had told him that when Oscar came out to him and told him he wanted to keep a low profile as an Alpha. And he understood it would be bad, but not this bad.
-Gays and Omegas are the unlucky victims in this sport Oscar. The FIA will want you to act like you can only love women. Most drivers fear losing their seats, so they would do anything to keep their contracts for one more year. -That’s why you got my mother pregnant? Because you were one of them? That’s why you left Fernando AND Sebastian? Because you were too scared to fight for them? -Just keep doing your job, kid. Don’t push or they will cut you and destroy your career. Even if you’re an Alpha. -Luckily for both of us. I don’t care what they do. I just want to achieve my dream, and I’m near it. Once that is done, they can burn me to death if they want.
Even if he knew the world was going to be bad, he didn’t expect them to be this cruel. So many omegas had shown their value and how amazing they were in this sport. But they were not respected at all, and that was so disappointing. Nothing had changed even if six of the last twelve championships were won by omegas.
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kingofthering · 1 year
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Piarlos + Discovery
Carlos likes boys.
It’s not a discovery that Pierre expects to make when he walks into the paddock that day but everyone here is a gossip and some of the guys are going on about how Carlos had a boyfriend during summer break and “yes a cousin of a girl from my sister’s high school saw him holding hands with a guy and they were kissing too” and “I’m fairly sure they broke up, though”.
He doesn’t comment on it. Pierre would assume he hears about the rumors but there are so many of them always floating around, the people concerned rarely make it a point to prove them right or wrong. Carlos is there and he smiles at Pierre when he sees him after quali, bumping their fists together and congratulating Pierre for his pole. Carlos wins the race that weekend and when they’re on the podium together, spraying each other with a cheap equivalent of champagne, Pierre idly wonders what it would be like if Carlos had a man with him to kiss and hug to celebrate.
Pierre might like boys too.
It’s not that Pierre thinks a lot about what Carlos maybe being gay (bi? you can still use gay when you’re bi, no? anyway, labels are bad, he shouldn’t be thinking about them) entails except for how he maybe does, way too much.
Pierre watches him, observes him when he interacts with other drivers and members of the paddock, tries to figure out if there is anything different from the Carlos Pierre knew before summer break (straight Carlos, or so he thought) but of course, there isn’t. Pierre just ends up looking at Carlos a lot.
Because Pierre is 18 years old and his brain is working at full capacity, he imagines a lot of things in his head. He watches Carlos with another pretty guy and he wonders what it would be like if Carlos just tugged him against him, held his hand, kissed his mouth. It gets him hot and he feels mildly ashamed about it. And then Pierre looks at other boys, Carlos not in the picture, and he wonders what it would be like to be close to them. He doesn’t know how Carlos does that. He thinks he might want it too.
Pierre thinks he especially likes Carlos.
This might be their first season competing in the same championship (Carlos already in Formula Renault 3.5 the year before while Pierre was still in 2.0) but they’ve known each other for close to two years now, the perks of both being Red Bull juniors who are invited to the same camp and events sometimes.
Carlos has always been nice to Pierre, never caring about their two-year age difference (a year and a half, Pierre likes to insist on, Carlos always repeats the words back to him with a smile) and always hanging out with Pierre when he gets the occasion.
Pierre will admit that Carlos is the one guy who he looks for after a quali or a race, ready to debrief and share opinions even if they’re not technically on the same team. 
And then there’s the whole feeling stupidly happy when Carlos invites him to play FIFA with him or they get to have lunch together and share silly stories together.
Pierre is still watching Carlos. He can recognize the line of his shoulders from a line-up and he has the sound of Carlos’ laugh committed to memory now.
He’s fine.
Carlos might like Pierre too.
Carlos wins the championship. Pierre finishes right behind him.
They already know that Carlos is getting a Red Bull seat the next year and Pierre will move on to Formula 2.
“Crush them out there, they won’t know what hits them,” Pierre tells Carlos when they’re supposed to part ways. He’s extending an arm to Carlos and Carlos takes it, bringing Pierre into a hug. “Don’t become a stranger, eh.”
Carlos hugs him tight and Pierre feels any awkwardness that might have been lingering leave his body.
When they separate, Carlos keeps one hand on Pierre’s shoulder, thumb rubbing the joint over Pierre’s hoodie. “You should come to see me this winter, in Madrid. I’ll show you around.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, I think we can have a good time together.”
send me a pairing + a word and I'll write a little something.
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sionisjaune · 2 months
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okay. okay original angel/devil/third guy anon here. i have thoughts on your response to the first one bc you made points i had not thought of. but unfort it is super late again and it’s been a whirlwind week and i am delulu again so i will come back tomorrow and follow up hopefully. but i saw this and couldn’t resist. okay for the new one!! it could go so many ways. 2020s sebcedes are all weird guy that tells me to do gay boy shit bc!!! look at those (kinda. emphasis on kinda) grown up queers (said as somebody who is part of the community, not as a slur! which i’m sure is o vous lmfao) once again, you can make the argument for angel lewis easily always and in any era (even cringehet. even silver war. speaking of..). so silver war era is easy angel lewis devil nico (and oh how closely related angels and devils are. these are the angels and devils that blur into one when you squint) and third guy seb. that one’s suspiciously easy. i wrote this and realized mick wouldn’t be in the picture for silver war but idc bc it suits so well. okay, lewis/mick/seb in the paddock + nico standing in front of them with a mic? angel lewis devil nico third guy seb. i mean, i’m pretty sure seb was quite literally encouraging mick to do gay boy shit in ‘22 especially. (that gay boy shit being le-). n e ways current sebcedes? angel lewis devil nico…. guy i try not to look at seb bc they’re all simultaneously the third guy encouraging him to do gay boy shit (i’m sorry i cannot get away from post retirement seb being the guy mick can’t look at. none of the four of them would have expected it and yet here they are. but even then seb is encouraging him to do gay boy shit lmao)
Welcome back anon…. I’ve been kind of mia but your visits to my askbox are much appreciated! The post in question for those wondering.
TRUE about 2020s sebcedes being weird guys telling you to do gay shit. Flamboyant openly gay older sebcedes but not in a grid dad lgbtq ally way… in a toxic older lesbian who are all exes and practice ethical non monogamy wag. YES also to your silver war answer. I’m thinking of those interviews where Seb is the silly guy in the middle. Also YES to Mick being unable to look at retired Seb and yet his presence/absence tacitly encourages Mick to do gay boy shit, as per your answer.
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vvettell · 2 years
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Wait which driver actually called Matt the f slur in the paddock?
we don't actually know who it was exactly because matt never said but in matt's own words:
"[...] and so it was that, a few years into my time in F1, I learned that one of the drivers had taken to referring to me routinely as “that fat faggot”.
I could not and did not argue with the facts of the matter – I was a chubby gay man – but it upset me. I was gratified to find that it upset my friends too, one of whom, another driver, at a Barcelona test session marched up to the driver concerned and said, “You may think you’re making Matt Bishop look like a c***, but in actual fact the only person you’re making look like a c*** is yourself.” [...]
The driver who called me a fat faggot many years ago has long retired."
(source)
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blorbocedes · 2 years
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How do you think it'd end though? Will Daniel eventually just give up and fade away into retirement? snap and confess his love to Max again? say yes to one of the people in the paddock looking at him with heart eyes?
there's many ways we could go...... Daniel has a mental breakdown and starts dating starry eyed 20 year olds to validate his ego and gets really into motorcycles..... Daniel retires, gets MARRIED and pops out 3 babies -- complete antithesis of everything he is and stands for -- and then he's STILL making heart eyes at max at FIA awards while his poor wife is trying to deal with a kid on each arm..... Daniel's on a bridge on call with Max and he's shaking. he's gonna do it this time, he means it, and Max is like ok. (Hangs up) [he never does it, he'll be back on the bridge next week. some part of max enjoys it so he hasn't blocked him yet, but one day he will]
the good ending is idk daniel comes to terms with himself and accepts himself and enjoys gay brunch in montana surrounded by people who love him back. but I don't particularly care for it 😅
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muskokafarm · 1 year
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Muskoka Farm - The Place to Bring Your Horse
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Located in the heart of Ontario's horse country, Muskoka Farm has a reputation as being the place to bring your horse. With its state-of-the-art breaking and pre-training facility, as well as a fully-equipped export center, this horse farm is ready to help you take the next step in your horse's career.
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Muskoka Farm is a 120-hectare facility that was built to carry 200 horses. It has a 113-hectare pre-training facility that features a 2000m turf track, 18-horse quarantine facility, and 200 stables. The property was developed by Bob and Wendy Lapointe, who presently live on the property. They plan to remain on the property, but will assist Tim and Adrienne Clarke with daily operations.
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Among the most famous and successful thoroughbreds in the world, Triple Crown horses have won over 800 races. They are carefully trained by experienced riders and are provided with the best care and amenities. As such, owners can rest easy knowing that their horses are in top condition.
Muskoka Farm is a world class horse spelling and training facility in Wisemans Ferry on the New South Wales central coast. It has five stable barns and 58 stables and can accommodate up to 200 horses. It is located just one hour and forty-five minutes from Sydney. It is surrounded by national parks and bushland and has an ideal location for horse breaking. The farm has a four bedroom main house, a two bedroom guest house and a private jetty/ponton. It is also a registered AQIS quarantine facility for exporting horses.
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