listen, please - Daniel Ricciardo
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Summary: Daniel and his girlfriend break the news of their relationship and cause quite a splash with their age difference. (Social Media AU + Blurb) (Olivia Rodrigo as faceclaim and uses her music for reader’s)
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yourusername: I learned from my mistakes and finally listened to them. And thank god they were right about you.
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danielricciardo: forever happy they were
⤷ yourusername: ♥️
user01: excuse me???
user02: Uh what?
user03: I’m sorry, Daniel??? What are you doing here???
user04: When did this happen?
user05: honey, no. he’s in his 30s
user06: well, already counting the days for this ending
user07: this is going to last all of a month
user08: yourusername please, no. Taylor went through this already. Learn from her mistakes!!!
user09: Am I the only one picking up on the lyrics from Vampire? We stan using our own lyrics to announce a relationship
user10: can’t wait for Dear John yourusername’s version. Gonna be a bop.
⤷ user05: I will sob if she covers that or would’ve could’ve should’ve when this ends.
⤷ user11: will simply die
user12: i’m an f1 girlie, but no. This ain’t it. Mick Schumacher is right there, yourusername. Or even Oscar.
⤷ user13: Lando is right there and you went for the nepo baby and a guy who already has a girlfriend
⤷ user12: he was an example! And nearly all the drivers are nepo babies in some way.
⤷ user03: so true
user14: how are you going to be such a big swiftie, know the woman yourself and still date a man older than you and believe it’s going to work out?
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danielricciardo: Over a year with this one and many more to come, Sweets
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yourusername: so many more to come
⤷ danielricciardo: 😉
maxverstappen1: never seen you happier
⤷ danielricciardo: love ya maxie!
user01: first daniel isn’t racing and now he’s taken??? 2023 is the worst
user02: daniel, she’s practically a child. What are you doing?
user03: weirdo
user04: she’s barely 20, what are you doing???
⤷ user06: yourusername is 22. She’s not barely 20
⤷ user04: yeah and she turned 22 like barely a month ago
user05: Daniel, not like this. I beg
user07: well him and pierre have something in common 😆
user08: she’s a baby!!! Get away from her!!!
user09: disgusting. Absolutely disgusting
user10: you guys are acting like she’s not an adult??? She’s literally in her twenties.
⤷ user04: and he’s in thirties. It’s fucking weird.
user11: jail, sir. You go to jail now.
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f1_wags: New WAG Alert! Daniel Ricciardo just announced his relationship with Y/N, a three time grammy winner and musician.
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yourusername: Congrats on the new wine, Danny! Little sad that it will no longer be for just us and our baths together, but happy to see it be shared.
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danielricciardo: thank ya, sweets.
danielricciardo: girl in the second picture is absolutely gorgeous
danielricciardo: bath tonight? I’ve still got a few bottles
⤷ yourusername: I’ll always want a bath with you
user01: why is his face on my feed
user02: throwing up at their comments
user03: well, this made me feel incredibly single
charlesleclerc: another great wine. Thank you for convincing him to let me try it before the launch!
⤷ yourusername: of course!
user04: leave him!!!! He’s using you for free promo of his wine!!!
user05: taylor must be pissed!
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taylorswift: Was a pleasant surprise to see these two when I stepped off stage tonight. Lovely to see you guys and will see you again for dinner next week!
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yourusername: not a single better performer. Watching is you magic every single time. And dinner will be fun!
danielricciardo: amazing show!
user01: taylor???
user02: i’m sorry what
user03: my 2023 bingo card is in shambles
user04: living rn. all of you fuckers were saying that taylor was disappointed and now look. She knew before we did
user05: some many clowns staying silent in these comments
user06: i was at this show!!! Wyd mean that yourusername was there?
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daniel3.jpg: my two favorite subjects: you and us
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landonorris: do you two do anything but take baths for date night?
⤷ daniel3.jpg: we do. Just like our baths y’know
user01: um, i’m sorry. But that last photo
user02: lando is so real. This is the second bath photo we’ve gotten
⤷ user03: i don’t want that water bill
user04: gross
user05: how do you feel comfortable posting this with how young she is?
⤷ user01: you’re acting like she’s a kid. She’s in her twenties. Fuck off
user06: am i supposed to just act like i don’t know now that daniel likes car sex???
⤷ user03: i’m doing my best to not think about it
user07: daniel, thank you for feeding us.
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Daniel could feel his grin grow, eyes softening, and his shoulders loosening all at the sound of her name. It takes him a moment to register the question, but when he does his grin grows more.
“I wasn’t really expecting it, you know? But she’s just great, I mean absolutely fantastic.”
“And the age difference isn’t an issue?” The reporter presses, though more gently than expected.
He scoffs, shaking his head. “No, not all. We want the same things in life and we both have very similar timelines for when we want them. We talked about all of that before we even went on a date and us wanting the same things, just helped finally take the next step.”
“And has the backlash affected you two at all?”
“No.” Daniel smiles at the confused look the reporter gives him, letting out a chuckle. “We knew it was going to cause a splash. We’ve never ignored the age difference between us. It’s there and ignoring it wouldn’t do anything.” He pauses, “I understand why people are so concerned, there is a history of large age gaps not being great. But there’s also a history of them working out great, I’ve got plenty of examples in my personal life. Besides, it's not really the age difference that matters, it’s where you're at in life and what you want to come next. We just happen to be in the same place and want the same things to come next.”
The reporter is looking at him stunned before they finally manage to find their voice. “Thank you, Daniel.”
“Of course, cheers mate.” He winks, before throwing up a hand to wave at the camera before he jogs off, already knowing that he’ll have a text or two from her calling him a sap over his lovesick grin. And he’d hate to not see them as soon as they came in.
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A flood of information. Violence, terror, apathy, disconnect, void, all of it connecting and intermingling with even more words than Sigma could think to describe, a horrible torrent, a gaping wound, a tsunami higher than they could see, pulling the world out from under them, their world out from under them, and they were so small, and he knew what they had agreed to, and they were drowning———
Silence. Stillness. Those were the first two things Sigma was aware of. The flood of panic was sequestered to the back of their mind; they were aware of it, of the weight of it, lurking there, pressing and seeking any weakness it could find and threatening to take them over again. But their defenses held—the same defenses that landed them here.
They should have been dead. It was possible they were dead, they supposed. They never had any thoughts about what would come after, even when faced with it. But they didn't think they were dead. They were floating—or were they falling? Drowning again. Panic surged through them once more, the air leaving their lungs in a thoughtless, terrified gasp, bubbles rising upward. They flailed, desperately seeking the surface.
They broke through, coughing and gasping, clearing water that wasn't there from their lungs. Beneath them was the water, its surface solid and smooth despite the ripples. It reflected the starry sky above like a mirror, but their reflection was nowhere to be found. They stood on unsteady feet, not trusting the ground they couldn't see. From this angle, with the stars reflected so clearly on the water they looked to be beneath the surface, it looked like the thick glass floor in the center of the casino.
But there were no stars below. There was the earth and the twinkling lights of cities far below the Sky Casino there, and here there were stars caught in the deep sea.
Sigma's mind was moving slow, still groggy from the onslaught of information their ability had pulled from Dostoevsky, and it was only now that they realized that the improbability of it all made sense in only one context: a dream. The impossibility, the rationalizing... this was a dream, and they—
A quick look-around revealed one part of the dream their mind was doing its best not to parse, or not create. Shadows. The depths of the sea made solid. A current ran a chill through their bones, and for a moment they thought they could see a faint cloud of their breath before it was gone. There was a presence there, just out of sight. They could feel it, even if they couldn't see it.
This may have been a dream, but they were not alone.
"Who are you?" they asked, voice sounding braver and more sure than they felt. Their fists clenched at their sides, manicured nails digging into their palms to steady their shake.
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possessive and obsessive - Daniel Ricciardo (listen, please verse)
Words: 2,192
Summary: Sweets has an ex that just hasn’t been leaving her alone since the reveal of her and Daniel being together and now she sees him in person for the first time since the comments started. (Part of listen, please verse)
Note(s)/Warning(s): Age Difference, Slight NSFW, gross ex, Daniel imagines being violent towards said gross ex and actually threatens him.
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Her bottom lip trembles before she quickly presses her lips together. Clicking her phone off, she tosses it onto the bed.
“Everything alright, Sweets?”
She can’t help but smile at the sound of his voice, turning to face Daniel. “Just another comment from Matt.”
Daniel makes a face at the name and she laughs. “You could block him.”
She shakes her head, wishing it was that simple. “And have more stories about him and me come out. No thanks.” She scoffs.
He frowns but then grins, wiggling his eyebrows. “Want to join me in the shower?” He asks, slowly letting his boxers fall to the floor.
Her eyes dart to the hotel suite’s door, where at any minute stylists and such would be appearing, but she nods. “Hands to yourself though, Ricciardo.”
His right hand comes up to rest over his heart, offended before shaking his head and darting forward to grab her. Dragging her into the bathroom as she squeals. “You said hands on right?”
She laughs as his hands creep up her sides, lips leaving kisses all over her face. “Yeah, hands on.”
They’ve barely been in the shower for five minutes, most of which have been spent with her batting away Daniel’s hand as they graze her ass and breasts, when a knock sounds at the door.
“No.” He groans, bending to rest his forehead on her shoulder, uncaring of the way he’s getting pelted with water.
“I’ll get your hair real quick for you, okay.”
“My back too?” He asks straightening and she can see him wiggle his hips a little.
Another knock sounds and instead of doing the sensible thing, she gives him a little shove. “Go let them in and come back.”
“Yeah?” He grins.
“Yeah.”
He lets out a loud laugh but quickly exits the shower and she can see him through the glass, carelessly wrapping a towel around his waist.
“Little tighter, babe!” She calls. “Those are my goods to look at!”
He throws her a grin over his shoulder, but readjusts the towel so it covers more of him before darting out of the bathroom.
“Sorry about that, folks.” Daniel’s voice is loud.
“It’s no problem, Mr. Ricciardo.”
“Daniel, please.” He insists. “Uh, just give about ten or so minutes and we’ll be done showering.”
“Twenty!” She shouts and she doesn’t need to see him to know that a large grin has bloomed across his face.
“Twenty minutes.” He corrects and before any of them can say anything or at least that she can hear, he’s back in the bathroom, shutting the door behind him, dropping his towel and rejoining her in the shower. Making her squeal when he immediately grabs at her.
“Twenty minutes, huh?” Daniel asks, voice low as he presses closer and she swallows harshly feeling his dick starting to get interested against her thigh.
She smiles as innocently as she can at him, “You have to wash my hair as well.”
They stumble out of the shower and the bathroom twenty-five minutes later, wearing the matching bathrobes that the hotel provided, though thankfully Daniel had brought in a pair of boxers with him so he wouldn’t accidentally flash anyone when he inevitably let the bathrobe come loose.
Sitting in the chair that Marie, one of the stylists she’s worked with before for the MET Gala, set up, she smiles at everyone in the mirror as the older woman starts to fuss about plugging different things in. “Sorry about the wait, everyone. Just had some things to take care of.”
Daniel nearly cackles at her words and she notices Blake, who she hadn’t seen before give an exasperated sigh.
“Hi, Blake!” She quickly waves, before setting her hand back in her lap as Marie starts to work on her hair.
“Sweets.” He tries to sound upset, but his lips twitch into a smile. “Can you two manage to behave yourselves while you continue to get ready.”
“Of course.” She promises and she’s not lying. “I know that you guys already have a difficult day ahead of you, Danny and I will be on our best behavior now.”
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Her mouth falls open in a silent sigh as Daniel grabs at her waist, pulling her into him and easily taking a bit of her weight off her sore feet. “I know, sweetheart.” He murmurs, when she keeps her head against his shoulder for a moment longer than normal. “Let me go to the bathroom, then we can leave, yeah?”
“Please?” She whispers, eyes tight as she takes in all of the people. She had known when accepting the invitation that there would be tons of guests and this wasn’t her first gala, but this one was especially tiring and the reason for that was burning holes into her back.
“Of course.” Daniel brushes his lips over her forehead, concern evident in his brow. “You want to come with me?”
Something in him burns at how she considers it and he wants to turn to look at the little scumbag that’s looking at her and tell him to fuck off. To wrap his hands around his throat, hold him up by it and watch as the oxygen starts to leave him before finally letting him go and hearing him wheeze, struggling to take breaths with a bruised windpipe.
“I’ll be alright.” She tells him. “Just be fast.”
“I’ll be back before y’know it.” He tells her, giving her waist a squeeze.
She watches as he quickly heads to where the restrooms are, hands running over her dress as she tries not to slouch or let it show on her face how much the brand new heels she was forced into hurt her feet.
“Sweets.” She freezes at the voice. “It’s an interesting nickname.”
She carefully turns around, pasting a small smile on her face. “Matt, how have you been?”
His eyes are beady and the smile on his face has the hair on the back of her neck stands up. “Online a lot.”
She nearly flinches at the response, because god wasn’t she aware of that.
It was all she saw when she went on social media, him with another slimy, disgusting comment under her instagram posts or tweets. It was all she saw with her name trending in different places, another story about him making comments about her and her not responding. And was she not responding because she was a stuck up bitch or because she had left him so far in the rearview that he never came to mind now? The thought of those makes her want to clench her jaw.
“Sweets.” He says again and this time she can’t help her jaw clenching.
“Don’t call me that.”
He lets out a laugh, eyes full of something. “You’ll let an old man call you that but not me?” She doesn’t say anything and something ugly twists his features even more and she’s struck with the grossness that at one point she had found him attractive, had wanted to date him, had been proud to date him. “Or is the old man only able to call you that,” he’s not able to finish because an arm is snaking around her waist and a hand is being stretched out towards him.
“Matt, right? I’m Daniel.” Daniel takes back his hand as soon as Matt starts to reach to shake his. “Thought you’d be taller.” He laughs and for the first time she sees a side of Daniel that has only come out when it’s just the two of them.
Matt gulps, “Uh yeah, tv magic right?” He laughs and satisfaction burns in her at how he’s struggling to look at her now, how the way his pulse is jumping.
“Wouldn’t really know.” Daniel laughs back and she watches intrigued as Daniel’s grip slackens a bit on her as leans forward and down into Matt’s space.
“Listen here, ya fucking cunt.” Matt’s eyes widened. “You stay away with from her, you stay out of her comments, you don’t fucking say her name, reference her in anyway.” Daniel rests his free hand on his shoulder, gripping it tight and watching as the younger man's features twist with pain. “Or next time we won’t have a nice little chat like this. Got it?”
“Got it.” He nods frantically and Daniel squeezes a bit harder before releasing him.
Daniel’s hand moves from her hip to the small of her back and he’s steering them away and out of the venue. It’s quiet between them until they are tucked away in the car that Daniel had been offered for their trip by Red Bull.
“Are you alright, Sweets? Did he touch you?”
“No, Danny.” She soothes, leaning into the hand that’s cupping her face. She doesn’t let him do it for long, taking the hand into her own and resting it on her thigh instead, a far more comfortable position for his hand as he drives. “He was rude.” And as she thinks about his words, about his comments, she can’t help but feel ashamed.
She had dated him, let him in her life, even if it had been brief, and because of that it was causing problems. She almost wishes that she had just given up towards the end and just slept with him, gave him something, instead of breaking up with him for that reason, of not wanting to sleep with him.
She’s broken out of her thoughts by Daniel scoffing with a shake of his head. “I can’t believe he came up to you. Thought he had the right.”
“And you scared him off.” She reminds him, trying to bury the shame she’s feeling. “My knight in shining armor.” She swoons and laughs at how Daniel gives her a goofy grin.
“I did scare him a bit, huh?”
“Yeah, babe, just a bit.”
They go quiet again as they approach their hotel, his thumb rubbing at her covered thigh. And she knows that Daniel is concerned by her silence, by the way she had so quickly quieted. The concerned glances make the shame rise in her more and the emotions she had shoved down earlier before they got ready are coming back and she can feel her bottom lip trembling.
“Baby,” she sniffs at the pet name Daniel rarely uses as he parks. “Hey, what’s wrong?” She can hear the sound of his seat belt unbuckling and his hands are on her face, holding it gently, making her look at him. “What’s wrong?” He repeats.
“I’m sorry.”
He looks at her confused. “What are you sorry for? Matt?”
She nods.
“Oh, sweetheart. Him being a dick isn’t on you, that’s all him. I can guarantee that even if you had slept with him he’d still be commenting disgusting shit.”
“But you shouldn’t have to deal with that.”
“But I will.” He tells her, his eyes serious. “It’s not really dealing with anything, not when it’s you. And this is us, you deal with my shit as well.”
She nods, there’s still a small ember of shame sitting in her, but it’s not heavy, overwhelming. “I’m still sorry about Matt.”
He shrugs, “We both had shit taste before each other.”
She wrinkles her nose as she remembers both her past boyfriends and his past girlfriends. “We really did.”
He laughs before leaning forward, kissing her nose and watching as she goes cross eyed at the motion. “C’mon, Sweets. Let's get up to the hotel room and relax. Watch a movie or something.”
She looks up at him from her lashes, “You don’t want to see what I have underneath my dress?”
His eyes go dark and a shiver goes up her spine at the look. “Is that what you want, baby? You want to be spread out for me on the hotel bed, let me look at you, touch you.”
She moans at the way his breath brushes his face as he leans in closer, over the center console. “Daniel.”
They nearly get told off by the manager when they enter the hotel and try to get to their room. It’s only him recognizing Daniel that saves him as she giggles in his arms as he gropes at her.
“Fuck, Sweets.” He groans when she’s spread out on the bed for him to see, a nice set of lingerie that matches his skin tone, the only thing covering her.
He’s still got his suit on, shoes thankfully off when he joins her on the bed, covering her body with his as he kisses her. “So, fucking happy that you’re mine, just mine.”
“All yours.” She tells him, hands grabbing at his shoulders as he presses his hips into hers.
“Never been anyone else's.” Possessive leaks from his voice, dripping out of his mouth into hers and she keens.
“Just yours. Never been touched until you. Only person to ever touch me.”
He swears at her words, snapping his hips and she can only imagine the mess she’s making of her underwear and his suit pants.
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