best selling show on mars | max/daniel, E, complete, 78k
cw: alien societies / cults /emotional and reproductive manipulation / gaslighting / please check all tags on ao3
‘In the right corner of his bookcase in the living room is the only book Grace Ricciardo has ever published. He remembers buying it on the little bookshop two blocks of the house where his father raised him when he was in the country. Remembers the odd look the lady at the till offered him and the scared one his mother gave him when he was dropped off at her house, still holding it.’
or: Max is an analyst sent to Perth to obtain information on the Ricciardo-led alien cult enclave. He's in way over his head.
best selling show on mars | max/daniel, E, complete
chapter seven out now
cw: alien societies / cults /emotional and reproductive manipulation / gaslighting / please check all tags on ao3
where Max is an analyst sent to Perth to obtain information on the Ricciardo-led alien cult enclave. He's in way over his head.
And then, underneath everything, so low he'd missed it until now, music.
He knows the rhythm of it. The slow melody.
Dutch. The words are Dutch.
A woman's voice, unhurried, turning through a melody he hasn't heard since he was small enough that hearing it meant he was somewhere safe. His grandmother used to hum something in the same key, in the same patient register, in the kitchen of her house in Utrecht on the mornings he was allowed to stay.
best selling show on mars | max/daniel, E, ongoing
chapter six out now
cw: alien societies / cults /emotional and reproductive manipulation / gaslighting / please check all tags on ao3
where Max is an analyst sent to Perth to obtain information on the Ricciardo-led alien cult enclave. He's in way over his head.
He’ll need to make them passports, if he does end up deciding to return. He wonders, secretly, if Daniel would be open to moving to Brussels, even if for a short period, while Max gets his things together. Not now, necessarily, Max wants at least a week for himself, but maybe after, when he’s been back home long enough.
They’d take a car and Max would show him around, show him the flower fields and then drive down to the Alps, show him the snow.
best selling show on mars | max/daniel, E, ongoing
chapter five out now
cw: alien societies / cults /emotional and reproductive manipulation / gaslighting / please check all tags on ao3
where Max is an analyst sent to Perth to obtain information on the Ricciardo-led alien cult enclave. He's in way over his head.
He feels like there are now three of him – the Max who took the job to feel even the slightest bit of appreciation from his father; the Max that the job made, calculative and jaded and always looking for data to pull and prob and this Max, whose entire rationale seems to have been shook to the core, turned upside down and left there for him to make sense of.
best selling show on mars | max/daniel, E, ongoing
chapter four out now
cw: alien societies / cults /emotional and reproductive manipulation / gaslighting / please check all tags on ao3
where Max is an analyst sent to Perth to obtain information on the Ricciardo-led alien cult enclave. He's in way over his head.
Before them, stretched over rows upon rows, there are almond trees, their branches heavy with white blossoms. The petals catch the sunlight, shimmering like fresh snow, blanketing the ground in a soft, delicate carpet. It looks like stepping into a dream.
best selling show on mars | max/daniel, E, ongoing
cw: alien societies / cults /emotional and reproductive manipulation / gaslighting / please check all tags on ao3
‘In the right corner of his bookcase in the living room is the only book Grace Ricciardo has ever published. He remembers buying it on the little bookshop two blocks of the house where his father raised him when he was in the country. Remembers the odd look the lady at the till offered him and the scared one his mother gave him when he was dropped off at her house, still holding it.’
or: Max is an analyst sent to Perth to obtain information on the Ricciardo-led alien cult enclave. He's in way over his head.
best selling show on mars | max/daniel, E, ongoing
cw: alien societies / cults /emotional and reproductive manipulation / gaslighting / please check all tags on ao3
‘In the right corner of his bookcase in the living room is the only book Grace Ricciardo has ever published. He remembers buying it on the little bookshop two blocks of the house where his father raised him when he was in the country. Remembers the odd look the lady at the till offered him and the scared one his mother gave him when he was dropped off at her house, still holding it.’
or: Max is an analyst sent to Perth to obtain information on the Ricciardo-led alien cult enclave. He's in way over his head.
Welcome to the Golden Boots Boy 2026 Creative Season!
This prompt list follows the F1 season, but as you can see from the dates it goes Thursday to Wednesday, so as to start each race (and not!) weekend with a shiny new prompt for you to write, draw or create!
FAQs
Do I need to sign up and/or do every single prompt?
Nope! You're free to join whenever and for even just one prompt! If you'd like us to see and share you work, feel free to tag #GBBweekly26.
Can I write/draw/create anything?
Absolutely! Feel like going full out and writing 30k in a week? First of all impressive, but also sure go for it! Want to just jot down a blurb/idea and move on? Sure! Want to make a doodle? Full on painting? The world prompt is your oyster!
Can I write fluff/smut/hard kink/Dead Dove....?
Yes to all. Again, feel free to do whatever. Of course, be sure to tag things appropriately and all those polite things!
Should I credit this post/these prompts if I do something with them?
Well, that would be nice, but that's not a requirement at all.
Can I write/draw/create for any driver/ship?
Yep! I am a Max-centric blog and this was born with Max in mind, but go wild.
Is there anywhere I can discuss these prompts?
You can hop in my inbox if you have questions, but also this was created in the Golden Boots Boy discord server that you can join through this link.
!! Be forewarned that it is a Max-centric server and it is NOT fic-centric (even if there's a lot of fic talk) !!.
tl:dr if you have any questions, feel free to hit me up, there's no need to sign up, or to do every single week, or to even stick to only one prompt, these are more like suggestions and guidelines to have fun and create something together as the season stresses us to pieces, and you're free to create anything you please.
Happy (?) 2026 season and have fun!!
(All the prompts are also listed under the cut)
Australia GP -> new beginnings/zoo
China GP -> time loop
off week -> different sport AU
Japan GP -> recurring dream/nightmare/premonitions
off week -> sightseeing/photographs
Bahrain GP -> insomnia/sleeping in
Saudi GP -> stomach bug/headrush
off week -> age swap/de-aging
Miami GP -> mirrors/flashes/silicone
off week -> feathers/fur
off week -> deep sea/saltwater
Canada GP -> frost/warmth
off week -> tissues
Monaco GP -> traditions/arranged marriage
Spain GP -> driver/engineer swap / race engineer AU
Israel is bombing Iranian civilians and gleefully put out press release calling it a 'pre-emptive' attack while Iran has been negotiating for weeks. 'Pre-emptive' strikes don't exist in International law. International law doesn't exist either it seems. What exists is Israel, a made up terrorist limb of the cancerous American state and it feeds the capitalist appetite for blood and oil.
best selling show on mars | max/daniel, E, ongoing
cw: alien societies / cults /emotional and reproductive manipulation / gaslighting / please check all tags on ao3
‘In the right corner of his bookcase in the living room is the only book Grace Ricciardo has ever published. He remembers buying it on the little bookshop two blocks of the house where his father raised him when he was in the country. Remembers the odd look the lady at the till offered him and the scared one his mother gave him when he was dropped off at her house, still holding it.’
or: Max is an analyst sent to Perth to obtain information on the Ricciardo-led alien cult enclave. He's in way over his head.
