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Red Bull boys making fun of Valtteri
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I dont want to be exposed to varying and diverse fandom opinions I love my echo chamber #myechochamber
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they can’t stay away from each other
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your tags about hermes sales associate max made me sooo happy. like, imagine him getting super angry if daniel got a bag from someone else, unacceptable! I love it
How lovely that Robbie in Milan was able to secure you the Taurillon Clemence Picotin in Bougainvillea that has been on your wish list for so long. I am of course appreciative that he was able to give you what you wanted when I could not ... Perhaps you would like to shop with him for all of your purchases if I am not servicing you well enough, Danyul?
(Max’s face: 🥺 but really he’s 😒 because 1. Fucking Robbie in Milan is a little bitch with no taste and 2. Max could’ve gotten Daniel the bag, he just thought it was ugly as hell and knows better than Daniel what he should be buying).
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Pre race Maxiel.
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Chelsea you reblogged two posts from me about Daniel’s ass today. I was going to ask you if you’re ok, and then I realised that if a mutual is in need of ass content, then it is my duty to provide ass content. So here’s my collection of badly cropped dass (Daniel ass) for you <3
Laila 😭😭😭 Thank you for seeing my cry for help and coming to the rescue. God these are all so 😵💫 but that last one like....
like hella ass and the sun is still out!!
VPL???? Taking this away from us is why the economy is crumbling btw.
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Daniel | Bahrain gp 2024 | 📸 by Rudy Carezzevoli
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Nico how are you coping with having a slightly off the wall teammate alongside you this season?
Very well apparently 😜😉
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Anonymous asked:
Time After Time; max watching Daniel during hunger games au before they met for real orrr post them having their baby!!!!
(to the victor, one year prior)
After Max wins the Games, they take his blood, give him a saline drip, and drop him into the victors’ lounge for an hour. They want him weak, they want the other victors to smell his blood.
Max stacks his spine and clenches his fists but no one comes. Like an unspoken agreement, everyone stays in their rooms. Eventually he lets himself sit on the sofa. The cushion sinks into a memory, into the shape of other butts before his. It’s something used, the first used thing he’s felt in a while, and it makes him feel fuzzy and sleepy. There’s a little origami duck on the seat beside him. Someone’s written ‘it will be ok’ on its wing.