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daniel ricciardo says his final goodbye to formula one and drive to survive
Is somebody gonna match my freak?
Max: Actually my favorite number, like apart from 1, is actually just the number 3... like Daniel had.
here's dan lowkey jamming on the italian anthem and honestly A MOOD
To whom it may concern, I’m sorry
childlike wonder ➡️ demonic possession
@.redbullracing: season 2025 preparations
Cadillac Ranch on Ao3:
Max says, “from your pop up in New York, this guy says ‘no Cadillac?’ like a rude fucking idiot and then you say ‘nah I’m done’ with your big PR smile. It is funny because I was not under the impression that you were ‘done’, Daniel. You have not said that you are done.” He clears his throat, hums, says quietly, “I mean I think the decision was made for me, Maxy." or: the one where Daniel goes to Cadillac
Banner created by the lovely @shineon3 who also has been the loveliest beta and cheerleader to me for the past few weeks. Also, a shoutout to @lost-in-fandoms for hyping me up when I needed it! Fandom friends ❤ I appreciate you both so much.
Chapter 3 of my Daniel to Cadillac fic is out there for anyone to read! Thank you for all of the love on the last two chapters, I really appreciate it, and I'm so glad that people are finding it comforting in these times of big foot sightings and prematurely shorn curls.
#TeamCaddyonThree
In the run up to the season Daniel had said that he wanted to try and focus his mind in healthier ways, having flashbacks to ‘22 and ‘24 where he isolated himself completely under the guise of ‘taking the sport seriously’ and sacrificed his mental health instead. On the third day over dinner, John broached the subject of Max, “are you concerned that the relationship will affect your ability to fight him on track?” Daniel spluttered in response, and Blake hid his laugh by coughing into the crook of his elbow. John looked between the two of them with raised eyebrows, spoon frozen in mid-air, and Daniel had to say, “Max and I aren’t together,”
daniel ricciardo for dr3 wines
during the red flag at the japanese grand prix
android!Max and driver!Daniel my (vaguely) beloved:
“Are you cooking?”
“She’s helping me,” Max answers petting the Alexa on the countertop. Daniel can’t help but grin at him in bemusement.
“It’s nice to see cousins getting along.”
Max scrunches his nose up at him, huffing in amusement as he turns back to the pan. “I could see you struggling to come up with that joke.”
“Hey, give me a break. It’s still early.”
Max hums. Daniel watches him lift the scrambled eggs from the pan and slide them onto the plate—his plate, he realizes all at once. He’s making breakfast for him—everything looks perfectly cooked. "Are you all charged up again?”
Max turns back to him, dropping the pan into the sink and wiping his hand across the dish towel before hooking it back over the oven door, grinning.
“All charged up and ready to go!” Max does a little shadow-box, like Daniel does sometimes to warm up before a race. He lands little hits to his arm and chest, laughing. Daniel thinks for a minute how much he loves the sound of it. Then, suddenly—
Max drops his hands, stepping closer into Daniel’s space, not laughing anymore but his eyes are still crinkling. “Why did you do that last night?”
“Do what?”
He watches as Max’s eyes turn a little apprehensive, they go a little hazy, like when he’s trying to calculate the best course of action. He tilts his head to one side, regarding him curiously.
“That thing—that thing you did. I don’t know the word. Before I switched off you did—you went like this—“ Daniel stands stock-still as Max reaches up with both hands to cup his jaw and bring his face down closer. It feels like all the air’s push out of his lungs as Max leans forward and presses his lips against the center of Daniel’s forehead.
It’s brief. Just a peck. But Daniel stands there dumbstruck for an embarrassingly long time. Max pulls back, taking him in with wary eyes, “what is it? Did I do it wrong?”
“No, it’s—“ Daniel pulls back, Max’s hands are still for a moment, just floating in the air holding onto nothing, before he drops them back down too. Daniel tries to clear his throat, heart hammering in his chest; loud enough that Max has to hear it.
"It’s not—You did it right. And that’s what I did. I just—it’s a kiss.” Daniel watches as Max’s eyes spark, his little robot brain squirreling away the new word. Categorizing. Committing it to memory. “I gave you a kiss.”
Max rocks forward a little, bouncing up on the balls of his feet and back down. His eyes are so big, and so bright. “Where is it?”
“What?”
“You gave it to me, but where is it now?” Max blinks up at him, trying to understand. His eyes dart over Daniel shoulder to the bedroom door.
Daniel can’t help the fondness that blooms in his chest. He huffs out a laugh, trying to be normal about this. “No, you don’t get to keep it—“
“—Oh.” Max looks down at his feet quickly. He sounds disappointed.
“Just— I’ll show you again after breakfast okay? Just lemme eat first.” Daniel bargains, sliding past him to the plate of cooling eggs.
“Okay,” Max nods, smiling brightly again. He follows Daniel to the table and sits down with him, about to just— watch him eat apparently.
Daniel & Max being cute about Max holding the mic during this 2017 Austrian GP interview
Cadillac Ranch on Ao3:
Max says, “from your pop up in New York, this guy says ‘no Cadillac?’ like a rude fucking idiot and then you say ‘nah I’m done’ with your big PR smile. It is funny because I was not under the impression that you were ‘done’, Daniel. You have not said that you are done.” He clears his throat, hums, says quietly, “I mean I think the decision was made for me, Maxy." or: the one where Daniel goes to Cadillac
Banner created by the lovely @shineon3 who also has been the loveliest beta and cheerleader to me for the past few weeks. Also, a shoutout to @lost-in-fandoms for hyping me up when I needed it! Fandom friends ❤ I appreciate you both so much.
Chapter 2 is up 💙 thank you for all of the love on the first chapter, it's very much appreciated!
Regulation changes are always tricky but personally Daniel thinks they have done them well, the car handles corners nicely and they seem to have speed on the straights. It’s riding curbs okay and doesn’t bottom like the VCARB looks to be.
Graeme and the rest of the pit wall are excited, and the mechanics are all looking hopeful. Still, it’s just testing. He’s cautious with the media and deferential to the team.
DANIEL RICCIARDO FOR DR3 WINES 🍷 ❤️🥩