miesgaga

Dutch f1 fan and fan of more shit😅 23-she/her-bi find my ao3 here

[miesgaga]

Welcome to my tumblr!

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You will find lots of diffrent things here. Mostly f1 at the moment. If you have any questions or stuff, let me know!

This post will also be the place where you can find all my fics. Some are locked, some are not.

If the shoe fits

Charles and Max have had a rule since they started being roommates: if you're fucking somone in your room, put their shoes in the fuck spot. This way the could keep their space clean and know when to wear earplugs. But Charels has noticed that the same shoes keep being kicked haphazardly in the spot. He had hoped Max would have better taste.

What a time

Laila often gets gifts from her work of brands. She loves to show them of. Mick loves to take them of. This time it's different.

Or the Mick gets pegged fic

Daylight

When his race ended early, Oscar already couldn’t wait for tonight. He should feel bad, but even a DNF can’t break his mood. He is full of adrenaline and can’t wait to play. Seeing Max on his knees, tied up. He loves it, his sweet little sub. He never really had a relationship like this before, but Max pulled him through. After the last time, Max has mentioned Oscar should be tougher, that he likes that. Maybe he could try tonight. He does not have any of their toys, so Oscar has to be creative. He opens google and starts researching. He has enough time for it now. Or because some misunderstandings and lack of communication, Max has to use his safeword during a scene.

Rise up

It's 2022. The FIA has announced a mandatory meeting before the official testing even starts. With Kimi's retirerment, the formula one pack needs a new pack alpha. Who will rise up to the occasion and who will crumble under the presure?

Complete! But part of a series.

Freaks

When Mick joined them at Mercedes Toto knew he would be a great help. Not only for the development of the car, but for the whole pack. George needed an omega to nest with. If only Mick would join the nest.

Toxic

Max is in the club dancing. This night he feels different then all the others, like the air is charged. It feels like a storm is coming. It's when he is looking around, to check on his friends, that he sees him. Or the maxiel in the clubbing au

De Selby (Part2)

Most people only meet one soulmate goose with a connection to them. Soulmates were sometimes romantic and sometimes platonic. Family bonds happen too, but those were rare. Max met his goose, fell in love and felt like his life couldn't get better. This is not that story. Max meets his second goose, This is that story.

Summer of cum 2023 Miesgaga's version

My participation of summerofcum2023!

Tonight is gone be the loneliest

When Mick told Kevin he loved him he had never imagend kevin would just run out. Now he has to pick up the pieces. Songfic inspired by THE LONELIEST by Måneskin

No one said it would be so hard

Hades is getting ready for her date with Persephone. she views her path to where she is now in her journey to accepting herself.

[athelind]

The Most Tumblr Punchline

I've noted before that my favorite punchline on Tumblr is "hang on, gotta look something up/okay that's funny."

Let me explain why:

It is a way to say "I don't get it" without blaming the joke or the teller.

It is a tacit admission of ignorance without shame or judgement.

It assumes responsibility for acquiring the knowledge the respondent doesn't already have.

It cues other people who Don't Get It to do the look-up themselves, allowing them to get that full impact of Getting It without derailing the post with explanations.

It gives subsequent readers, whether or not THEY got the joke, a little frisson of good feelings when they realize that someone else is now In On The Joke.

It not only makes the original joke funnier, it gets funnier the more often it's used.

[prismatic-bell]

I've actually used it when I already knew, but also knew the subject at hand was absurdly niche and wanted to encourage people to look it up.

[jmtorres]

i also enjoy the variant "hang on i gotta look something up"/"hey what the fuck" because sometimes history is just. like that

[transformativeworks]

The TikTok Team is back again with a Tag Wrangler Hear Me Out Cake.

(YouTube link)

[transformativeworks]

Did you want the recipe? Bc now this exists

https://archiveofourown.org/works/86327351

[valyyrianblood]

idk how yall feel about autistic shane on this site but i feel very strongly about him!!!! especially when he goes over to the centaurs and it’s a place that is so unbelievably kind that he doesn’t even realize they’re accommodating him.

like…. young, spry, starry-eyed luca haas who is already thanking his lucky stars for getting into the NHL playing with ilya rozanov (who he had posters of above his bed) and he’s absorbing as much information as he can from him. until suddenly he gets to play on the same line as shane fucking hollander?!!!!! the man whose religion is hockey - he who eats and breathes it. ofc he’s going to ask questions. and shane, sweet wonderful shane, will just ramble and ramble and ramble about things like his stick taping routine, the waxes he uses, and his skate sharpening technique. and luca would just listen and absorb every word like a sponge until shane realizes he’s rambling and he apologizes with a lil blush on his face and luca doesn’t understand why he’s apologizing because he loves to listen to the shane hollander talk for hours. and so luca makes it a point to always ask shane questions even about the smallest things just to see the way his eyes sparkle as he info dumps about hockey.

or shane who is having a few back to back very bad no good days at practice. and one day it’s just too much and the lights are too bright and his skin feels like it’s stretched too tight across his bones and his equipment is heavy and it’s wrong on his skin. and ilya, his perfect beautiful husband who always knows what to do, isn’t around (he has to meet with the coaches). and shane can’t catch a breath and he’s fighting with his gear and his skates. he closes his eyes so tight it hurts and his lungs feel like they’re on fire because he can’t get a good deep breath. until suddenly everything is muffled. there’s a pressure over his temples and when he looks up, the light is being eclipsed by wyatt hayes who is pressing noise cancelling headphones over shane’s ears. he’s taking exaggerated breaths so shane can match him. and the knot in shane’s chest loosens just enough for everything to be bearable for a few minutes. he asks wyatt how he knew what to do and wyatt says his nephew is the same. he noticed it a while ago but ilya was always there to help, but he’s glad he was here now. and shane will thank him and wyatt will usher him off to the showers where the hot water will loosen more of the knot in his chest until he’s back with ilya. suddenly, though, shane feels like crying because he’s never had someone else, besides ilya, to bear this weight with and it feels a little liberating.

or shane and ilya who are late to a classic Boodram BBQ™ and now they don’t have time to stop at the store to grab some ginger ale for shane. and he is so disappointed at the prospect of having to drink water all night because he doesn’t drink during the season and he’d rather die than drink a coke, but alas it is what it is. when they get there, they make their way greeting everyone. ilya giving bro hugs and fist bumps while shane politely waves and smiles and no one feels offended for not getting a bro hug in return. all just content to give shane his space. and when they finally all gather around to eat, shane asks where the non-alcoholic cooler is so he can get a drink to sip on while he eats. he opens the cooler and is almost brought to tears when he sees cans upon cans of his favorite brand of ginger ale. he didn’t have to ask… everyone just knew.

or when they’re on a roadie, a few guys decide to get dinner together at a japanese place not too far from the hotel. and shane is staring at the silverware with so much malcontent because it’s literally the ugliest fucking fork he’s ever seen and it should burn to hell. and the chopsticks aren’t even japanese, they’re chinese (and yes they’re different). he texted ilya asking if he’s almost done with his meeting because the travel utensils he carries around are in his duffel bag, but ilya lets him know it’ll be another 20 minutes. but troy barrett, noticing his discomfort, pipes up and says something about a video he saw online about certain sushi’s that are meant to be eaten with your hands and without utensils of any kind and they have them on the menu. and so in true centaurs fashion they ditch the silverware and chopsticks, and eat with their hands. and shane has a soft gentle smile on his lips the entire time.

but, most importantly, is that shane can show love in his own way. like one day, when shane is out shopping with rose at some LA mall, he stops at the lego store to get one of the pike kids some birthday present or something. while he’s looking around, he sees a lego set that was in the shape of the batman logo and he instantly buys it. once he’s back in ottawa he places it in his duffle bag before practice and once he’s walks in he goes over to wyatt and hands it to him. he’s rambling on with a gentle blush and avoiding eye contact saying “i saw this when i was in LA and i thought of you… i wasn’t sure if you preferred DC or marvel, but most of the comics you’ve mentioned are DC so i chose i chose right” and wyatt is staring at the lego box in his hands with his mouth open and his brain short circuiting. because wdym shane hollander listened to him talk about super heroes and payed attention enough to know his favorite franchise and he took time and money out of his day to purchase something so silly simply because it reminded him of his goalie. and he’s looking back and forth between shane and the box of lego’s with a smile so wide that it’s too big for his face and he stands up and pulls shane into a bone crushing hug before releasing him quickly and apologizing for the embrace before telling shane it’s the best gift he’s ever received.

[blanklier]

i know there's a lot of fics where shane and ilya switch and it's all very emotional and devastating but i think they should have a stupid fucking time.

like they made a really dumb bet while competing and ilya really didn't think he'd lose and honestly shane also didn't think he'd win lowkey but like, hey, a bet's a bet, alright? so now they're trying to be so serious but they can't stop laughing at each other and chirping. shane follows ilya into the shower and gives wayyy too many douching instructions and ilya is like hollander i know you are internationally ranked gay bottom but i can clean my own asshole and shane is like well first of all i'm not internationally ranked and ilya goes no? but what about our honeymoon, and all those times in america, they do not count as international? and shane says okay maybe shut the fuck up. i have the experience here okay, just do what i'm telling you! and ilya says yes bottom coach, right away bottom coach, and they have to slightly delay the fucking process again because it caught shane off guard enough that he almost slipped a little bit because he was laughing too hard and lost his balance.

and finally they GET out of the fucking shower and ilya is laying on the bed on top of his towel and shane is like well? are you not going to make this easy on me? because his legs are crossed over at the ankle and ilya gasps dramatically, hand to his chest. i cannot believe this, shane. you think i'm easy? i should be spreading my legs for you whenever i see you? and shane who absolutely does kind of do that is like okay you asshole i am going to make you regret that so once again they just end up wrestling on the bed (sturdy enough to take this kind of roughhousing, because their first one hadn't survived it) and shane is kind of humping his dick at ilya's hip from where he's ended up pinned under him and then when ilya arches an eyebrow at him he's all OKAY YES i GOT IT and rolls over to grab the lube. ilya takes advantage to grope his ass and shane is half arching his back before he ends up swatting his side because the bet, come on. and shane is finally fingering ilya but ilya is kind of backseat driving the topping and shane is like. ilya do you want me to fuck you or not because i swear to GOD and ilya goes okay, okay, don't blame me! i am the top expert, yes? i have the fucking experience, i can be your dick coach here! and they're both trying not to laugh again at fucking dick coach and shane has notched the tip of his dick in and only sunk in a little when the though hits him and he goes, out loud, ilya goddamnit i'm going to be thinking of this when we see coach wiebe tomorrow! and ilya laughs so fucking hard that shane slaps at his side again, ilya don't laugh! i just got you to loosen up for me! and ilya says oh i'm sorry is my tight ass too much for you to handle? and shane comes too soon but he ends up blowing ilya and rimming him after because after ilya's come he tries to pull away and ilya slings a leg over him and says where do you think you're going, hmm? clean up your mess.

anyway the next day neither of them can look at wiebe and spend twenty minutes giggling stupidly in practice

[hollanovshome]

clawed up | shane’s version

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alt versions under the cut!

[hollanovshome]

marked up

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alt version without the teeny Ilya under the cut!

I can get so indecisive about colors

[punksalmons]

[crusherccme]

Thanks @musicandcoffeeandmax for the tag! I love these things! Sadly however I don't have much in my room since I'm trying to have good sleep hygiene

steal something from my room

heating pad

stuffed triceratops named Green Bean

an almost complete collection of Matthew Reilly books

candle shaped like a carrot

guitar with a broken string

tylenol and motrin

montreal grand prix hat

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[librarycards]

many ppl smarter than me have said this already but attacks on trans people’s personhood + attacks on immigrants’ & refugees’ personhood + attacks on disabled people’s personhood is directly connected bc both are imagined as threats to a white supremacist eugenic national body, there is a concrete reason that we are all being targeted simultaneously and dramatically and it is because fascism needs to constantly reproduce to survive

[mybloodstream-caffeine]

And what if I wanted a Yuna POV canon divergent fic where, by virtue of being Shane's momager and shepherding him around everywhere when he enters the MLH, she keeps bumping into her son's biggest rival, because of course the two shining stars of the hockey world would be invited to the same events.

And, look. Yuna has been around hockey culture a long time. She knows why Shane begged her not to drop him off too close to the rink in juniors so his teammates wouldn't catch a glimpse of her. She knows what half the insults tossed around on the ice are about. She's not an idiot. So when this cocky upstart kid starts approaching her at these shindigs, all adolescent swagger, thinking he's soo slick and subtle with whatever kind of mind game he's obviously playing with her son, she has half a mind to cut him off before he can even work up any steam.

“All this talk of Hollander, Hollander, Hollander but I did not know he had big sister" is the kid's opening line.

And she shouldn't laugh – that's obviously the reaction he's aiming for – but he's really selling it, is the thing; his performance deserves at least that much recognition.

“I'm his mother,” she says, playing along.

And oh, he's good – his sharp eyebrows immediately jump into his thick tangle of curls, mouth dropping open in shock that, for all intents and purposes, looks utterly sincere.

“But this cannot be true – you are much too young to have teenager, Miss Hollander.”

And God, this kid. He really is laying it on thick. “I think you'll find I definitely am old enough – and a son your age, no less” that last part she says a little pointedly. She can lay it on thick, too. “And it's Mrs Hollander, actually.”

And Rozanov's eyes are glittering, all mischief when he says, “Ah. Your husband is very lucky man," and no, that is quite enough of that.

And even though she shoos him away, he always comes to circle her skirts at every event they both attend, playing up the simpering flattery, and Yuna, despite herself, is reluctantly charmed. If this is what the kid is like at nineteen, she can't even begin to imagine him when he was younger - he must have gotten away with everything.

Honestly, she finds herself thinking, exasperated, every time she spots him approaching with that impish grin, where is this boy's mother?

And then she finds out. And suddenly, she's asking David if they can invite Rozanov out to lunch because, well, he's going to be in their son's life for a long time, it's good to build rapport with Shane's peers, even if they're competitors.

And that's how Yuna Hollander tucks Ilya Rozanov firmly under her wing long before she ever twigs that he's fucking her son on the dl.

[shanastoryteller]

in the world where robert only got a year or less and didn't divorce aaron and liv never died, gabby and vinny would have worked because they both would have ended up dating liv and she would have cut through all the bullshit, as liv does

so they're all together and marriage comes up and they all agree to they're together forever and should get married. only of course only two of them can get legally married and it becomes a big discussion on which of them should marry vinny

they're discussing this in the living room of robert and aaron's apartment in the mill (the three of them live in the other half but liv and vinny end up there by default half the time and gabby has given up trying to redirect them). seb is 7, sitting at the kitchen table attempting to teach his 4 year old sister table manners ("this is a fork we use forks to eat pancakes so the syrup doesn't get everywhere PLEASE stop using your hands" this pedantic little boy 100% the son of the man who makes a face at aaron slurping cereal milk. his sister perfectly understands the concept of a fork and is uninterested). aaron and robert leaning against the counter, elbows brushing, sipping at their coffee as they watch the match of wills between their children and the one happening between liv and her partners

"it makes more sense for you two to get married since you, you know," liv says, keenly aware of her niece and nephew's big ears and big mouths.

"oh i don't think that," vinny starts, before gabby interrupts, "don't be ridiculous! you know that doesn't matter at all, we are not bringing that into the equation."

liv rolls her eyes but is pleased. "let's just make vinny pick then, since it doesn't matter."

vinny, sitting on the couch while liv and gabby are standing, goes pale and holds his hands up in front of him. "uh, i don't - no. i love you both and will marry whoever you tell me to marry."

"coward," liv says at the same time that gabby goes, "stop torturing him and focus."

("smart answer," robert murmurs to aaron, "maybe he is ready to get married." and aaron rolls his eyes and hides his smile behind his coffee.)

"you marry him," liv says. "i know marriage is important to you, because of your mum and everything. and this way vinny will legally be thomas's stepfather. i know him having a dad is important to you."

"vinny's already his dad and will be his stepfather no matter what," gabby returns. "you should marry him. i know you thought marriage is something you wouldn't have, because of the things you don't like, but it's not true. we love you just as you are and we'll marry you the same way."

aaron and robert shifting that much closer together. the way they both thought no one could know all of them and love them and choose them still. the way they've been proving each other wrong for eleven years.

liv going soft just for a second, the way that when she's happy and letting it show is when robert thinks she looks most like aaron. "i know that. but it's just paper. you're already my family, and the paper is important to you so you should have it."

"you're important to me," gabby shoots back. "you should have a piece of paper saying you belong because you do."

seb has given up on the syrup sister disaster. "aunt liv, when you get married, are you going to be thomas's mum too?"

"i sort of already am," liv says, scrunching her nose, while gabby's face goes slack for a second and then lights up.

"it's okay to have two mums," robert and aaron's daughter says, rubbing syrup covered hands over syrup covered cheeks which does nothing to reduce the amount of syrup covering her. "i got two dads."

"they know," seb says, pulling her hand from her face in a valiant attempt to stop the mess. "stop that."

"oh my god, liv!" gabby shouts, grabbing onto her arm. "we can get married! you and me!"

liv blinks then looks to vinny, who still has his hands raised. he dutifully repeats, "i love you both and will marry whoever you tell me to. or not marry. you're both my wives anyway."

"was wondering how long it would take you to think of that," robert says, accepting the warm, damp washcloth aaron hands him before going over to the table and beginning the process of removing maple syrup from his daughter.

"it's perfect," gabby continues excitedly. "you can change your name to dingle and then i'll take your name and we'll all have the same one!"

"change my name," liv repeats.

"why not?" gabby asks. "it's not like it'd be weird, you're already a dingle, really."

liv turns to aaron, a question there still after all these years, but he just smiles at her. her big brother and the man who helped raise her and both the family she was born with and the one she chose. "you're my sister. of course you're a dingle."

and liv grins, says, "okay," and then gabby is jumping into her arms and kissing her and then they're both falling on top of vinny and he's laughing and moaning about their elbows into his side.

[gaynehollander]

At some point after the cottage but before the public outing TMZ does an article on “Ilya Rozanov’s most high-profile hookups” which is essentially just a list of Instagram models with paparazzi shots and blurry cellphone pics of Ilya at the club. Shane scrolls through it, absolutely seething, because he is Ilya’s most high-profile hookup - maybe not by their metric, which seems to be Instagram followers, but Shane hasn’t heard about a single one of these women, apart from Svetlana whom he wouldn’t have recognised if not for Ilya talking about her. The guys are talking about it in the locker room, as if Ilya’s a legend for getting with all of these supposedly very desirable women (although that is decidedly not the way the guys phrase it) and Shane is absolutely furious because he can’t tell anyone that none of these women got to keep him. He is the only one who’s gotten to call Ilya his. He is the only person Ilya’s been in love with.

Anyway, after the next Boston/Montreal game Ilya shows up to practice genuinely looking like he’s been mauled. His entire body is covered in hickeys and bruises that look suspiciously like bite marks - his neck is basically covered in purpling marks with a fair few centred on his chest but a couple of the bruises trail further down, one on his pubic bone, a couple on his thighs, and the darkest one on his hip, a large circle of clear teeth marks - not only that but his back has been practically scratched to ribbons. Ilya is basically a walking sign spelling out “TAKEN - BACK OFF” and when the gossip of Ilya Rozanov apparently having been locked down by a wild animal reaches the Montreal locker room Shane can’t help the proud little smile that blooms on his face because, yes, that’s his man.

[aenigmatica]

cliff marleau getting passed around this fandom like a blunt

[aenigmatica]

@smokingrozanov i am howling at this addition

[ilyasmole]

casual sexual intimacy really does get me goin i must say. thinking abt hollanov just touching each other randomly, sticking their hands down each other's pants to cup each other's cocks out of nowhere, ilya just playing with shane's hole while they relax on the couch.....like lemme do a line of that.....

[entertaining-two]

Can I include: Casual cockwarming. Maybe they’re watching a movie/show,both of them on the couch, and Shane just wants Ilya in him. So Ilya stays in him and hard for the entirety of the movie/show. They watch, they chat about scenes, goes on for hours. Ilyas hand gently gripping Shane and stroking him occasionally. Until eventually they can’t handle it anymore and they full on start having sex.

[ilyasmole]

DEE................................@gimmiekiss1221

[ilyasmole]

hi so i need yall to stop adding things that make me feel fucking insane and unhinged and feral........................ @balderdashboard

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

wake up babe new ao3 canonical tags are here

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