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safetycar-restart · 6 months

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KINKTOBER DAY 19: A/B/O [MAX VERSTAPPEN X READER]

NOTE: This is an NSFW fic with omega!max and alpha!reader. If you're under 18 or this is not something you're interested in, then scroll past. If you like what you see here, then check out the rest of my blog :))

This fic is part of a kinktober series where I discuss a different kinky concept with a different motorsports athlete every day. We also discuss the concepts in more detail through asks on my blog so if you have any thoughts, feel free to stop by!

(For a while now we've been discussing the idea of omega!max crashing and then going to heat when a marshal helps him out of the car, I thought that for today's kinktober we could finally give this concept it's own fic! If anyone wants to add their own thoughts or hear more about this, please send in some asks! I'll be tagging everything with 'marshal!reader')

You watch from your marshal post as a red bull goes wide and hits the barriers, the car spins twice and then settles, losing a wheel in the process. You wait until the yellow flag is out and then rush forward to collect the debris, as you have been trained.

You check on the driver, realising it's max when you see the number on the car. You try to confirm he's conscious, but when he spots you he motions for help getting out the car. There are other marshals already clearing the debris so you do as he asks.

The moment he's out the car, he's frantically trying to get his helmet off. He appears unharmed, but you can smell the fear off him from a mile away.

The moment his helmet is off, he takes a few deep breaths, looks at you, and then just drops his helmet and gloves and dives into your arms. You nearly both topple down, having not expected it, but luckily you manage to catch him.

He whines high in his throat, turning his neck to the side as he clings to you and that's when you smell it. The scent of slick finally making itself known.

You realise he's in heat.

You try to back away, knowing you're unmated alpha and that he must be reacting to you. But he whines and clings to you even tighter, refusing to let you go.

"Don't leave," he mumbles against you, "please don't leave."

The medical car arrives but max still refuses to let you go, trying to hide against your neck.

The doctor ends up telling you to come with him, knowing that trying to get an omega in heat away from an alpha they've chosen is a losing battle. You don't want to leave your post, but your instincts are completely honed into the omega who won't let you go.

You know you have to go with them.

Max is whining the whole car ride to the medical centre, hissing at the doctor when he opens the door when they arrive. You have to coax Max out of the car, promising him that you're coming with and that you won't leave him.

Not that you would ever want to leave him.

They end up injecting heat suppressants into his arm, which calms him down enough that you can convince him to let you go and escape out the medical centre.

It hurts so much, because all your instincts are screaming at you to go back and look after the omega who has chosen you. But logically you know that's not the case. Max must have gone into a shock heat when he crashed, and you were simply the first alpha he encountered. He doesn't even know your name, there's no way it's anything more than instincts and now that he's been giving suppressants, you're sure he's going to be mortified once he can think straight.

So you leave.

What you dont know though, is that the suppressants stop working after a few hours and he asks for the marshal who helped him. They offer him several toys and other alphas, even Daniel shows up to offer to help. Max turns everyone down, crying out for the marshal.

#kinktober tag #omega!max #mv #gn!reader #marshal!reader

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onboardsorasora · 1 month

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So my very first fic/maxiel idea was this paranoid alpha Daniel thing where he was suffering at McLaren and thought people were saying he was an unfit alpha to take care of his pack. I never wrote it because, well idk. Sounds dumb but everyone was moving on from alpha!Dan narratives to omega!Dan and I also couldn’t think of how to even write it and I knew it was going to be all depressing n stuff. I guess that interview in Aus where Max says it gets smelly and Daniel said he sweats a lot kinda brought me back to alpha Dan in a way. But I focused on the after. The way after. Anyway. Idk if I’ll ever continue this. I’m just happy to get this down- with the block I’ve been experiencing lately. But at least. Here it is

“Gosh, at least open a window or something.” Lando complained when Max opened the door.

“You’re lucky I even let you in.” Max groused. The apartment smelt fine to him. Like them. Daniel’s sweat and musk was fine perfume to his senses, even as it quite literally blanketed the air in his pre rut state.

“You literally invited me.” Lando raised the tote bags at his side, pulling them out of Max’s reach playfully.

“Mate! Don’t be a dick.” Max pouted while Lando laughed at him.

“You’re so jumpy, nervous?” Lando walked into the kitchen, making sure to not brush against any furniture.

“Yeah, well. It’s his first rut since— y’know.” And Lando did know. This was Daniel’s first rut with Max since they got back together, since Daniel was allowed back on the grid, since Red Bull took him on so they could keep courting, since Daniel got healthy again. Since the incident.

Since Daniel had a public mental breakdown and they disbanded his pack, saying he wasn’t a fit alpha to take care of anyone.

Max had been taken into Charles’ pack and Lando to Carlos’.

“Are you guys going to mate?” Lando asked, picking at his cuticles— a Daniel habit he picked up.

“No, not yet. He wants it to be special he said.” Max smiled softly.

“Where is he?” Lando had expected to see the alpha in the couch with the way how his scent was so strong— as if he’d been walking around and rubbing his armpits everywhere.

“He’s taking a shower.—“

“Maxy do we have any of those- oh hey Lando.” Daniel walked into the living room scratching his ear. His shirt clung to the wet spots on his shoulders and back.

“Hey mate, how’re you feeling?” Lando chirped, giving in to a quick hug.

“Steady. I’m feeling steady.” Daniel slung an arm around Max’s shoulder and the omega leaned into him easily and with a smile. Lando couldn’t hold back his grin.

“I’m glad.”

#alpha!dan #omega!max #literally might just be it #maxiel #max/daniel #my ficlets

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tetralea · 1 year

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Alpha!Charles, high on the drug that is Omega Maxy: “I’ll do anything to breed you” (🥺🥺pretty please with a cherry on top)

Hiii, so this might be a bit angsty depending on when do I finish it, but I hope you’ll like it either way. 🫠 also this might be the last of this batch I take, I’m planning to write the ones I already got, but I feel I’m getting repetitive, so might not take on any new ones. I’ll see.

“It’s, not working, it really isn’t, Charles.” Max shook his head, standing in the paddock not even an arms length from Charles. “I’m sorry.” He took a deep breath looking at the shocked, panicking alpha. “Maybe-, maybe you should just go back and fuck all those other omegas,” he swallowed hard, hoping he could finish before breaking down. “But you know, you always say you want many pups, well guess what none of them look like they’d give you any, they’d leave you before it could get serious enough. They are not here to make you happy on the long run.” With a short pause, his right hand slid onto his left forearm, half-hugging himself. “But it looks like I can’t either.” Sniffing, he rubbed his arm, the movement alone breaking Charles’ heart. What had he done. “Good bye, Charles, I think we are just working alongside each other from now on.” Looking up he caught the gaze of the alpha, and he didn’t need to look for long to know how he felt, his scent bitter and sour has already told the story.

Before Charles could have protested Max turned around and hurried into the Red Bull hospitality, the doors closing behind him both in reality and metaphorically. This was only the second race of the season, but he couldn’t hold up with everything the messy alpha brought into his life. He tried, they both tried but as unexpected Charles stormed into his life, he left an equally big mess and after one point it didn’t matter how Max felt, he couldn’t ignore the things his brain told him anymore.

He was gonna miss it and it will be extremely difficult given, that he will see Charles most of his year still, even if he told Christian to keep the alpha away from him, forget everything he asked before about looking past when Charles sneaked into his drivers room or trailer. He used ridiculous amount of scent blockers for months to try and somewhat hide his heartbreak and his occasional arousal when Charles decided to seduce half the paddock by running around half naked. He held up good, better than he thought actually. It seemed like his broken heart was a pretty good cure for his previously insatiable hunger for the brunette. Not once he asked for Charles in his first heat alone neither in his less sober moments, not during the whole spring.

He was fine until the summer start, until he started to talk to the alpha again apart from the clear necessities. When Christian asked him, he could lie and say he didn’t miss Charles, he’s didn’t feel anything when the alpha approached him and congratulated him or when he put his arms around Max at the pictures at quali or on the podium. For Christian he might be able to lie, his success was questionable tho, but to himself it was a lost cause. The feeling of excitement whenever Charles was around him was undeniable, so were the butterflies in his stomach when the alpha was laughing, his beautiful smile and cute dimples on full display. Max could scold himself as much as he wanted but he couldn’t deny the feeling he still, against his better judgment, harboured for the brunette. He missed his embrace, cuddling after a race, collecting his shirts for his nest, the sweet lips on his skin, that stupid accent which got thicker on occasion.

Shaking his head he walked into the club, it was stuffy and hot, something he could expect in the hot weather Monaco had in the summer. The last week of their summer break was ending and he was unsure if he missed seeing Charles walking around the paddock, sending him a small smile and a wink sometimes or if he preferred not meeting him at all.

Not even his first drink was finished when he saw the younger one stumble into the club, in a white shirt and loose jeans, his shirt unbuttoned just enough to still call it decent by a thread. Somehow that one moment, laying his eyes on him, the green ones flashing to him in an instant felt fatal. He felt Charles’ gaze on himself all night and when he dared to look he caught the alpha looking away too quickly or sometimes holding his gaze as he lifted his glass to his red lips. Max had to purse his lips and look down to his own drink, trying not to press his thighs together. Like his bones knew what was to come, like his body picked up that one scent from the heap of bodies, from a million, clearly pinpointing Charles. His scent was strong, a hint of arousal, lust and stress mixing with the usual notes. Something that only alarmed him now felt like something was postponed and pushed trough the whole summer and it seemed inevitable, he felt it, he could smell it.

It didn’t come as a surprise when he felt two, strong, familiar hands on his body, swaying his hips to the rhythm of the music. He didn’t turn around, not yet, instead he had all the intentions to savour this moment, his back pressed against Charles’ chest, the oh so missed lips travelling on his neck, mapping out the familiar edges and curves, and those long fingers running on his body leaving the alphas scent all over him. Listening to his brain wasn’t an option, not when Charles was right there, when his heart was soaring, when his body was screaming; more. Max let himself guided, let himself to be scented, to be seduced and he got drunk happily on the intoxicating scent of the only alpha he wanted for too long now.

Their journey to Charles apartment was short, and as soon as the door was closed behind him he pulled the brunette close, crashing their lips together. “ I thought you’d never want this again.”

“I never stopped wanting you.” The haphazard words were breathed onto his neck when Charles picked him up to carry him to the bedroom, the one Max remembered vividly still. He has been here for more nights and days than he could count.

By the time Max’s back hit the silky bedsheets they both were naked. Charles drove him crazy, and in return he made the alpha feral, and desperate for him. Sharp teeth scratched his skin on multiple places, leaving small, quickly fading marks. “You hurt me.” Max blurted out, his fingers slipping into the soft hair pushing Charles down on his stomach.

“I was so fucking stupid. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was stupid.” The words of apology poured onto his inner thighs, followed by many new marks, some faded but most remained and Max shivered to the thought of it. Being marked and scented by Charles again. “You were right and I’m so fucking sorry.” He peppered kisses on Max’s skin, coating his lips in fresh slick, groaning in need when he lick them clean, leaning in for a fresh taste.

Max cried out, pulling his knees up, arching his back, brining his arm above his eyes, moaning to the wet tongue lapping at him. God he missed it. He missed Charles, his scent on his own skin, everything, and he would have felt vulnerable, lost if he didn’t see the same hunger, the same heat the same desperation in those hazy green eyes. When Charles lined up against him it felt like an eternity until he pushed in, his fat cock spreading Max’s tight hole to the limit. “God, I missed this, I missed you, I love you.” Charles was babbling, drunk and intoxicated on the sensations, on the pleasure, on Max. He was stupid and he only knew it too late but he always prided himself on learning from his own mistakes, well this was a perfect opportunity.

Neither of them had it in them to put any space between their bodies, no matter how much easier or better Charles could have thrusted into Max. He laid on top of the omega, pushing him deeper into the mattress holding onto him tight, their lips catching each other sometimes, kissing like horny teenagers who just got the hang of it. Sharp nails and ten fingers were digging into the taut muscles on Charles’ back as he moved in a rhythm, deep and primal. He never wanted to lose Max again. Maybe this wasn’t the best time, but it hit him like a freight train and he couldn’t shake Max’s words from that second race ever since.

“Omega-,” their moans and heavy breathing filled his room, “Maxy, pretty omega.” He was positively high on the body and scent of the other one. “Maybe I am stupid, and maybe I just missed you too much to think, but I want you now and I have always wanted you, and just know this, I’ll wait, I’ll apologise, I’ll do anything to be with you, I’ll do anything to breed you.”

Max whined, his lips opening to a silent scream, his fingers dragging down on the broad back, leaving red marks in their wake. He was too gone in his head to think, his impending orgasm not helping his case either. “Bite me, alpha.” Exposing his neck, his eyes opened wide and rolled back when Charles pressed his lips against that spot and Max came fast and hard, pushing Charles over the edge too, milking his cock, crying as the thick knot filled him up even more, connecting their bodies tightly.

Breathing heavily, Max opened his eyes, not seeing more than a mop of brown hair and it took him a while to come to his senses. Charles’ lips were attached to his neck, his knot deep inside of him, oh dear god what had they done.

“Charles?” He asked, voice shaking.

“Please don’t ask me to bite you again like this, because I’m not sure I’ll have the strength to hold back ever again.”

#charles leclerc #lestappen #max verstappen #smut #abo lestappen #breeding kink prompts #alpha!Charles #omega!Max #dori unhinged

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queenjiru · 2 months

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Day 9 of drawing Gonky until #TheBadBatch season 3 premieres! Today he’s bustin’ a move with the legend himself, Max Rebo 🪩 🎶

#star wars #the bad batch #bad batch #TBB #clone wars #gonky #gonk droid #max rebo #TBB gonky #TBB Crosshair #TBB Omega #Crosshair #omega #my art #star wars fanart #the bad batch fanart #fanart #bad batch fanart

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the-hanged-lover · 6 months

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when the vyvanse hits so you cook up some more text posts (but still won't do your assignments)

didn’t expect these to be so popular. y’all have been so nice to me 😭😭. thanks everyone

part 1 // part 2 // part 3 // part 4 // part 6

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wisteriagoesvroom · 4 months

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charles… you have to stop… your babygirlism is too strong, your cutie is too patootified.. they’ll kill you… charles

#charles leclerc #max verstappen #lestappen #WHAT is his hand doing #people saying he’s alpha in the streets omega in the sheets are absolutely not wrong #how are we supposed to defend the allegations when he does this unprompted #wisteria talks

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le-stappen · 3 months

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This photo makes me think of Omega Charles going into heat during a race and getting really desperate on the podium. But Alpha Max is there, putting his hand on Charles' back and reassuring his omega that he will take care of him after the ceremony.

#charles just looks so done and desperate here #lestappen #omega charles #alpha max #omegaverse #myedits

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lghockey · 5 months

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The blue bird app is good for wrestling memes

#aew #all elite wrestling #aew dynamite #aew rampage #aew collision #max watches wrestling #hangman #hangman page #hangman adam page #adam page #kenny omega #matt jackson #nick jackson

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raapija · 6 months

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Great sign last night

#max² #golden lovers #mjf #max caster #kenny omega #kota ibushi #aew #wrasslin'#match between max² and golden lovers would be actually amazing

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alexandria-alexis · 2 months

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Someone seriously needs to give Charles a baby. That clip of him at the football charity match with the baby boy… He literally said that he was unsure about passing him back- I think about this ALL THE TIME. Yes, he most likely meant he was unsure about passing him over the metal, but you can just tell by the way he looked at him so softly that he did not want to give that baby back.

I don’t wanna say it but… Someone has to give that omega what he so clearly needs 🙄🙄🙄

#f1 tumblr #f1 rpf #charles leclerc #lestappen #charlos #omega charles 🫡#(this is just a joke 💔😭)#unless #max we are looking at YOU ! 🫵

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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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safetycar-restart · 7 months

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hiii, you know what absolutely deserves more screentime? what the world definitely needs more of? teammate d/s au with max! i read it and now i can't stop thinking about it, it will live in my head rent free. also! marshall reader with omega!max, the thought of needy omega!max is just *chef's kiss*

YES! YES TO BOTH OF THESE! Honestly we need more max in general. I'm gonna write a bit about each of these to get the conversation going again because you're so right this deserves much more attention.

TEAMMATE D/S AU:

In this au, you're max's teammate who is a dom. Redbull have a team dom for max, but max hates that dom so much. Maybe it's someone he's had for years, who his father chose and who punishes max for anything less than perfection?

My immediate thought with this was what would happen after singapore? After losing his winning streak and not even making it onto the podium, he know he's going to be punished terribly. He's already beating himself up for his performance and the thought of his dom punishing him just... he can't.

So he does something he's never done before, and he asks you to join the scene. Max feels safe with you, maybe you've even given him aftercare before. He won't tell you much about his dom treats him, but you can tell it's not good and you try so hard to help out where you can and make sure he knows he can come to you.

When he asks, you know you have to agree. You can see how scared max is, how he doesn't want to even make eye contact with his dom.

So you stay in the scene, and maybe you end up safe wording because you can't stand to see max punished.

MARSHAL!READER:

Okay this was something we spoke about very briefly but basically: max goes into heat mid race and crashes. You're the first marshal on the scene and the moment max takes of his helmet and sees you, he just zeros in and won't let you go.

Of course he smells amazing to you, but to max you're just... he's never had this reaction to an alpha before, not even when he was in heat before. He throws himself into your arms and refuses to let go, whining and hissing when the medical car arrives to take him away.

In the end you have to go with to the medical tent and max has to be given a sedative before he'll let you go. You sneak off then, and they won't let you go back to your marshalling post so maybe they just send you home? You smell like an omega in heat, covered in max's scent and obviously you can't marshal like that.

You expect that to be the end of it. Sure, he smelled amazing and you can't get him out of your head, but you convince yourself that was because he was in heat and not from some other reason.

Until the sedative wears off and max is still asking for the marshal from the track. They send max multiple different alphas to help him and he turns all of them away, crying out and begging for the alpha who helped him before.

Except... no one even knew your name. There are hundreds of marshals, and max is begging for only one.

#d/s au #teammate d/s au #sub!max #mv #omega!drivers #omega!max #gn!reader

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elitehanitje · 6 months

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MJF's Adventures Looking For Tag Team Partners (part 1)

#Maxwell Jacob Friedman #Chris Jericho #Wardlow #Max Caster #Anthony Bowens #Billy Gunn #Kenny Omega #The Acclaimed #All Elite Wrestling #AEW #AEW Dynamite #AEW Rampage #AEW Collision

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stars-n-spice · 7 days

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Questions TBB Better Fucking Answer Soon:

Where the FUCK is Tech??? Stop fucking giving us hope that he might be C2-X or whatever the fuck. Fucking show us his dead body or give him back to us!

Where the FUCK is Cody?? Huh??? Where did he go??? Only acceptable answer? He's on his way to Tatooine to be with Obi-Wan. You reveal that and all will be forgiven. I promise. Maybe.

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED WITH WOLFFE FOR LETTING REX AND THE GANG GET AWAY HUH??? I'M SURE THERE WERE CONSEQUENCES!! WHEN THE FUCK ARE WE GOING TO GET HIM BACK???

What the fuck is up with Omega. Straight up. What. How. and Why? Same with Emerie. How the fuck did they come to be? Are they trans? yes. next question.

Also why does Emerie get a last name and nobody else does, hm? Why is she Emerie Karr, is that like,, did she choose that or like?? Ok dumb question sure but like,, EXPLAIN HOW AND WHY OR JUST CONFIRM SHE'S TRANS OR SOMETHING C'MON NOW.

SHOW US WHAT THE FUCK IS IN THOSE FUCKING TUBES!

I'm sorry, I'm yelling but I've spent most of this season fucking confused and frustrated.

Where the fuck did the zillo beast go? And when is it going to eat Hemlock and Palpatine?

So...Senator Chuchi and Clone Revolution when?

And like...Cid is just...she's just going to be able to get away with what she did? We're just gonna forget about her? I mean sure, but I really thought they'd bring her back or something.

What the fuck happened to Crosshair on Tatniss? Wait, nevermind, don't tell me, I don't want to know, it'll only make me sad-

WAIT SO LIKE,, DID CROSSHAIR EVER ACTUALLY GET HIS FUCKING CHIP REMOVED OR NOT???

Explain again Hunter's enhanced senses and why the fuck he seems to have lost them in this season.

Also answer why Wrecker is the most perfect man ever? Why did they craft the most wonderful man to exist and then make him not real? You trying to kill me or what?

Feel free to add on because there are only the ones on the top of my head.

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