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i need you to understand the impact that “hot in it” just had on my life. literally screaming at my besties on discord rn, making sure they’ve all read the holy text
thank u for ur landoscar service 🫡
beloved mutual liquid wanderingblindly let it be known that i AM kissing you right on your face NOW and forever
#i can’t express how much i have just turtled into a blanket#just fuckin wriggling around like an idiot#wailing even#asks#wanderingblindly
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🗣️WIP RANT WIP RANT🗣️
I’d love to hear anything about your favorite WIP, or you can answer some of these prompts:
1. What’s the main ship and/or dynamic?
2. What inspired you? Convo with a mutual, music, etc.
3. How long have you been working on this project?
4. What’s your favorite line you’ve written/planned so far?
5. What concept came to you first, the plot or the characters?
6. What are you finding challenging about this WIP?
THANK YOU OML 🫶🏻
My current favourite wip is very little more than a concept at the moment, which is a Lestappen fic (no surprises lol) that I think was inspired by a tweet or a tumblr post. The secondary inspiration that solidified the concept/plot was the recent press conference when our Charlie was high out of his mind on painkillers and kept giggling and chatting with Max.
It stems from them being much younger and still karting, and one thing leads to another and they kiss. And promptly never speak of it again. Buuuut they both think of it all the time. As they grow up, they encounter some deja vu and find themselves kissing again and, shock!, it’s just as good as they remembered and more.
(Answering about this actually helped me formulate a lot of the background plot so thank you!!)
HOWEVER I also want an excuse to post this excerpt from a separate Landoscar wip, just bc I like it :’) I’ll put it under a cut so it doesn’t clog anyone’s dash!
Ten!
Shit. Lando shoved his way out of the kitchen he had found himself in, scanning every face for the soft cheekbones or warm brown eyes he had come to recognise.
Nine!
A girl Lando had definitely hooked up with before caught his arm, and tried to pull him in another direction, but he brushed her off.
Eight! Seven! Six!
Lando set his half-finished drink down and rubbed at his eyes. He was determined not to let Oscar go into 2023 alone among strangers. He just had to find him first.
Five!
Oscar wasn’t in the bathroom, or the one bedroom Lando hazarded a peek into.
Four!
One job, Lando. One job. Keep Oscar safe while showing him a good time. And, somehow, he had managed to lose him at the most crucial time of the party.
Three!
Lando burst out of the apartment and onto the balcony, where only a few partygoers were stood. The night was cool, but not unbearable, though Lando shivered a little as he stepped outside.
Two!
There he was. Thank God. Lando spied the sandy blond wave of hair and crisp white shirt, stood right by the railing, gazing out over the city. He rushed over to Oscar, and put his hand on his arm, making Oscar jump.
One!
The crowd around them erupted into cheers, popping open champagne and kissing their other halves. Without thinking twice, Lando grabbed Oscar by the back of the neck and kissed him, hard. He felt Oscar tense up for just a moment - just long enough for him to panic and regret the risky manoeuvre. But, milliseconds later, Oscar’s hands found their way to Lando’s waist, and he was kissing him back. The fireworks exploding across the city around them echoed the fireworks in Lando’s mind. When they finally broke apart to breathe, Lando grinned dopily at Oscar.
“Happy New Year, new teamie.” Lando said, almost into Oscar’s mouth, before kissing him again.
#thank you so so much for the ask#didn’t really answer the prompts very well sorry!!!!#just here to ramble#I dunno how interested anyone is so like I don’t want to talk too much#but will happily rant about my beloved wips for ages#thank you and ilysm 🫶🏻#you are one of my most favourite writers of ever so any thoughts or feelings you have#would always be welcomed and appreciated#okay I’ll shush now THANK YOU AGAIN#friends#wanderingblindly#own fic
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⭐️ For your first landoscar! Which I think (???) was Podium Celebrations :)
I love hearing about ppl writing new pairings
reblog this if you want readers to come into your ask box and ask for the “director’s commentary” on a particular story, section of a story, or set of lines.
or, send in a ⭐star⭐ to have the author select a section they’ve been dying to talk about!
this is a fun one to ask about, because not only was it my first landoscar fic, it was my first f1 fic! which basically means the directors commentary is just me screaming and being super anxious that people would hate the fic, that i'd gotten the characterisation totally wrong and everyone would be mad at me and i'd be shunned from the fandom before i'd even joined. i actually wrote the fic, then made this sideblog, specifically so i could have a tumblr to link to in the author's note
at the time i don't think i had an established dynamic in my head for how landoscar would go in the bedroom. looking back on it, though, i can already see the seeds being sown in my mind of oscar being the boss. i think for my first fic i got oscar's sass and sarcasm about right, maybe the voices aren't 100% there but it's not as bad as i worried it might've been!
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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT82xKnF1/
I found the Alexander and Charlie clip for youuuu 🥰 everyone deserves to see it
OMG LIQUID I LOVE U!!!!!! you are such a real one for this 🫶🫶🙏🙏
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💕if you get this answer with three random facts about yourself and send this to the last seven blogs in your notifs. Anon or not doesn’t matter, get to know the person behind the blog.
Oh boy, I need to come up with even more now? Thank you for the ask either way 🫶
I played the recorder and then the flute for a combined… 10 years? But I’m really bad now, haven’t played in ages
As a kid I loved horses but unfortunately I’m just shy of deathly allergic to them
I became an EMT with the Red Cross a month after I turned 18 and still volunteer there. My plan currently is to get the “upgrade” to a paramedic when I’m done with uni and have more time. And I’ll get licensed to drive with the blue flashy light and siren in a few months too :))
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#watching my brother use my laptop to do work stuff#i caught the 2 ao3 tabs and the email with a fic attached#but i can see a word doc open in the task bar and i know exactly what it is 😵💫#the blind panic when wanderingblindly popped up in discord#he wasn't supposed to TAKE the laptop#i am also not being very subtle that I'm primed to strike#oh god is *that* Lando drawing open
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tagged by @cotagrandprix to grab the first nine pins from pinterest and make a mood board!! fascinating vibes curated here
i can’t remember who is an avid pinterest user… tagging @liamlawsonlesbian @wanderingblindly @crimsonicarus and any pinterest ppl out there
#last time i saw someone post like ‘i LOVE pinterest’ and i was like i won’t forget who it is in case i get tagged in another of these#and then . i forgot . so if you adore pinterest pls pretend i tagged u#sorry i’m catching up on everything from when i was w family ksjdksjd#tag game#i feel like the pinterest lover had a red pfp hence the wanderingblindly tag but i’m going off of vibes and the vaguest of memories so#i’m incredibly sorry if it wasn’t u i was thinking of… no pressure also aksjsks
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from Cheating at Bingo and Other Christmas Traditions by WanderingBlindly
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Any lestappen fic rec to share ? 😣 Any favourite author on ao3! I need some!
Hi anon 😘 Of course! In fact I've actually been working on a personal fic rec, so I'm glad I get to share it with you!
Here you go, hope you enjoy <3
Lestappen fic rec
Short-ish fics 🩵
control systems a College AU by @itsgoingdutchin2021 | 1.2 k
Summary:
Due to an unfortunate encounter in their freshman year, both Charles and Max hate each other. Then they are assigned a group project.
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
<3
your hands are cold a High School AU by dhufflebee | 3.9 k
Summary:
“I feel like this event should really be called ‘Frosty Fusion’ or something like that.”“That is, of course, incredibly stupid.”“Hey!”“It doesn’t mean that ‘Snowmen Competition’ isn’t the most boring name ever, though.”OR: long-time friends and rivals Charles and Max hail from neighboring schools, and brave the biting cold, the challenges of snow sculpture, and their own buried feelings
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
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Kiss It Goodbye (Your Little Panic Attack) F1 Fic by @celientjeee | 5.1 k
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‘What- How did you do that?’ Charles asked, he still felt a bit shaken and hot, but the tingling had disappeared.Max smiled at him and let his hands drop away from Charles’ cheeks.‘I once read that holding your breath could stop a panic attack and when I kissed you, you held your breath.’‘I did?’ Charles winced at how high his voice sounded. OR: Charles gets a panic attack and Max helps him (more than once)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
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Fics between 10 k and 20 k 🧡
Cheating at Bingo and Other Christmas Traditions a Cozy Winter AU by @wanderingblindly | 12.4 k
Summary:
"You know, there’s a very nice, very handsome young man in my neighborhood –” She starts back up, flagging down their waiter for another glass of wine.“Absolutely not,” He cuts her off with a dismissive wave of the hand. “Next topic.”“So you’re too good for him, is that it?” She sounds defensive, but her tone still has a mocking edge to it – emphasized by the quirk of her brows.Hardly holding back a groan, Charles tries to think of a way out of this. She’s like a cat, batting at him until he gives up, rolls over, and plays dead. “That’s not – I’m just busy, and it’s –” OR: Hallmark style fluff featuring an irritated Charles, a well-meaning Max, and the grandma that just wants them to kiss
Rating: General Audiences
<3
Golden Hour a Uni AU by Chariots4 | 13.2 k
Summary:
Max is a great roommate. So great that when Lando asks him to be part of a music video he’s filming he does so, without asking what it will be about.Turns out he will have to model with no other than Charles Leclerc. As lovers. The two men’s desire to not be outdone by the other takes the whole thing to new levels.
Rating: Explicit
-> This is also a personal favorite of mine since it was my first ever Formula 1 RPF fic and honestly, it's written amazingly well!👌
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oui chef a Chef AU by @sunshineyoujustwait | 16.2 k
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There’s someone standing in his kitchen.He looks young, maybe close to Max’s age, with messy dark brown hair that’s pulled back from his face by a red bandana, and he’s leaning against the kitchen counter like he’s supposed to be here.Max’s first rather unhelpful thought is; fuck, he’s gorgeous. His second, more reasonable thought is;“Who the fuck are you?”“Charles Leclerc,” the man smiles. It's a little bit dazzling and Max is not at all distracted by it. He extends his hand for Max to shake. “I’m your new executive sous chef.” OR: Max is very happy with his life, thank you very much. He has his restaurant, his team, and two Michelin stars at the age of 24. He definitely does not need some pretentious Monegasque chef coming in and throwing everything into chaos.Except, maybe he does.
Rating: General Audiences
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you got me a College AU by @fueledbyremembering | 16.6 k
Summary:
When Max looks up he stares into pretty green eyes behind black rimmed glasses. His hand is still blindly feeling around to find the books—his brain lagging—as he stares at the guy from last night. He straightens up and Max follows, staring dumbly as he holds out the books for Max to take.“Thanks,” Max says, feeling like an idiot as he takes the books, their fingers brushing for a split second. This was not how he wanted to meet again. “Again, I’m so sorry.”The guy smiles and Max thinks he might just die a little when he notices he has dimples. Of course he has dimples. OR: Max falls head over heels for the cute guy at a college party and he can't stop thinking about him (aka the lestappen college au nobody needs).
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
<3
Fics above 30 k ❤
Late night devil put your hands on me a Thief/Detective AU by @f1-giuki | 42.1 k
Summary:
"Do you want to know what is more incredible?" Max asks, staring at Charles' full and round pecs without any shame. "What?" Charles asks, enjoying how Max's cheeks get redder and redder as he licks clean the fork. "Stealing the Nine Pieces of Eight, with me," Max says and Charles drops his fork in the plate. "The Nine pieces of eight? Isn't that like a legend? The owner of those artworks is unknown…" The Monegasque asks, furrowing his brows. Max grins and rolls his eyes. "I know a guy..." Max says, pulling Charles close by the elastic band of his boxers. OR: World-class thief Max Verstappen asks Interpol Detective Charles Leclerc out on a date (to put on the world's most complicated heist ever conceived) but things never go as planned.
Rating: Mature
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To Your Heart’s Content a Mafia AU by @cornerofacry | 119.4 k
Summary:
Max pinched the bridge of his nose as he went into the car. Before his chauffeur could close the door, however, Daniel leant in, having rushed from the bar’s entrance."I forgot to tell you…" the Australian begun, his face serious and grave.Max gritted his teeth, silently nodding for the man to continue. He couldn’t stand much more. He wanted to scream at the entire world. To run home and hide and force some sense down his own throat.To put himself back together."I left a- a gift at your house. For your birthday… I planned it long ago, before-""Alright," Max cut him, short and harsh. OR: Charles, a high end prostitute, finds himself in the arms of a man who really, really, cares for him, despite the gun on his nightstand.
Rating: Explicit
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Favorite lestappen authors 💕
NovaCloud, Richardmarie75, WanderingBlindly, xxcelientje, amarynas, charlescoded, LestappenForever, linearity
Note to the authors: If your fic is on here and you would like me to take it down I will. Feel free to just dm me about it or drop and ask 😌
And anon I hope you find something you like on this list!
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#met half of my internet wife polycule today 🥰🥰🥰🥰#just missing the final link#ms wanderingblindly#/ms liquid#trust the three way meet up will happen tho#wholesome activities#lima tag#cha
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got tagged by @wanderingblindly thank you darling <3
The Rules: If you're tagged, make a new post and share one or two sentences (or lines for artists) from your most recent unposted WIP with zero context.
“You are probably wondering why I’ve gathered you here today,” Lando says, gesturing around the small little coffee shop tucked away in one of London’s back streets.
“I mean, not really?” Oscar says, shrugs. “I signed a contract saying I’d date you and this feels an awful lot like a date, so.”
“Oscar, can you-“ Lando waves his hands around, a little annoyed. “I had like a whole thing prepared.”
Oscar sends him an amused look. “Right. Sorry. Go on.”
“You’re probably wondering why I’ve brought you here today-“
“Endlessly. It’s all I’ve been thinking about. Kept me up at night.”
“Oscar,” Lando says, draws it out a little, watches the corner of Oscar’s mouth tick up as he makes an apologetic little gesture.
tagging @theory81 @ocontraire @mecachrome
#this is more than one or two lines but OH WELL#writing landoscar getting to know each other is so hard because i just keep falling back into banter#drabble#you love me (but you don't know it yet)
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may our manifestation circle bring us many a good race for our papaya boys 🙏🙏
inspired by the lovely @wanderingblindly
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F1 FANFICS REC LIST - Landoscar AU's
(this list doesn't contain Highschool/Uni AU's as there will be another list dedicated to those)
Capturing Your Heart With A Loud Click. (12088 words) by cxrnlia
Rating: Mature
Summary:
Oscar is the guy at the park who takes walks to calm down, Lando is the guy who takes pictures at the park, but can't help but take pictures of Oscar instead.
oOoOoOo
what’s up, danger? (can’t stop me now) (12648 words) by startosphere
Rating: General Audiences
Summary:
“What type of race?” He lets his phone down on his thigh, focusing fully on the conversation and suddenly more interested.
“The type that you can’t do, y’know?” George says with a suspicious grin. Lando tilts his head because what in the world are they even talking about?
”We’re talking about street races, Lando,” Charles takes pity on him and starts a little explanation, “There are laws against it so you better shut up about this, I mean it, could get Oscar in real trouble.”
Lando can’t help but let out a huff. Perhaps he slept on the couch and this is all some type of strange nightmare, it doesn’t seem right when his brain starts collecting and comprehending what they just told him, for some reason, he can’t believe that.
Or, Oscar is a street racing driver, and Lando needs to see before believing.
oOoOoOo
You Bring Me Closer to God (9808 words) by wanderingblindly
Rating: Mature
Summary:
They’re still close enough to whisper, Lando’s hand holding him in place as he grins wildly. “You like it rough, Osc?”
He doesn’t even care if it’s just a bit, just Lando’s stage persona washing over him like it does all his fans. Looking up at Lando, looking at the lipstick he smeared across his cupid’s bow and chin – it’s like he’s seen god. Felt it on his lips, tasted it on his tongue. Oscar grabs him by the nape of the neck without a second thought, pulling them together just as viciously as the first time.
Or: In which Lando is a very slutty front-man for a small band seeking their big break, Oscar is an enamored bartender, and Jenson's bar brings them together.
oOoOoOo
come feel this magic (i've been feeling since i met you) (10670 words) by lemonadedino
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Summary:
Lando is a faerie and doesn't know it
Oscar is unequivocally in love with him and figures it out along the way
oOoOoOo
mistletoe wishes (5519 words) by 14CookiesGone
Rating: General Audiences
Summary:
Oscar glances up and he sees the offender. The small sprig of green and white that Lando has been trying to avoid all evening, that they’re now standing directly underneath.
They have two options. They can laugh it off and ignore it, despite the fact they’ve been playing at being doting boyfriends all evening. Or -
OR Lando asks Oscar to be his fake date to his office Christmas party. It turns out to be a little more than fake.
oOoOoOo
the pacemaker blues (2233 words) by Anonymous
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Summary:
Carefully, slowly, Oscar moved to the other end of the couch, trying not to show the tension he felt. “So you got yourself cursed?”
Lando yelped and dropped his phone. It laid on the floor, suddenly dead. “Shit.”
oOoOoOo
you wear it well (2080 words) by Anonymous
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Summary:
“I need to borrow one of your hoodies,” Lando says, as he makes his way into Oscar’s apartment and flops down on the couch, kicking off his shoes in the process.
Oscar squints suspiciously in his direciton. “Why?”
Lando sits up so his head pokes over the back of the couch. “Because I need George and Alex to think I have a boyfriend."
oOoOoOo
invocations one fall away from the concrete (10561 words) by debrief
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Summary:
“Okay,” Lando says. “What’s your power?”
“Telekinesis,” Oscar replies a little too easily, like he’s trying not to make a big deal out of it. In fact, he’s already looking back down at his form. Lando doesn’t miss the way he seems completely stumped by the ‘Birth date’ square though.
Telekinetics are far and few between. You’re probably more likely to be struck by lightning twice than to meet a telekinetic. They’re so highly sought after in the hero industry that any telekinetic baby would automatically have a net worth of at least three hundred billion US dollars the second it was born. Moreover Oscar's an Oxy. It’s like, the jackpot of jackpots. This guy’s simply unreal on paper.
Lando scrunches up his face, rolls his eyes and says, “alright.” He shrugs. “Nothing to write home about, then.”
oOoOoOo
carried away (22168 words) by venerat
Rating: Explicit
Summary:
"Oscar," Lando said. "Don't hate me, alright, but I've—”
oOoOoOo
only found (6872 words) by debrief
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Summary:
“Hey, well. No strings attached, right?” Oscar says, strategically.
Lando smiles and says, “hell yeah. And now that that’s established, what’s your stance on aliens? Also, do you still want your cake?”
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cinderella soulmates au where whatever you lose, your soulmate finds. except: oscar has a soulmate and lando is a No-Match, a person who doesn't have a soulmate.
oOoOoOo
soft vanilla foreplay (7035 words) by Anonymous
Rating: Mature
Summary:
“Oh shit, you’re,” Lando gasps, smiles. “You’re a. You’re Robin Hood. You’re a kitty Robin Hood.”
Oscar stops grinding. “Can we have this talk tomorrow?”
Lando laughs and comes down to place a kiss on Oscar’s lips. “Yeah. Oh yeah. Tomorrow. Tomorrow would be great. I’m sooooo busy right now. Hmm.”
@hc-dutch
(let me know if you want to be tagged in my upcoming reclists!)
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F1 Prompts: Intro and FAQ
Welcome in! This blog aims to provide a space for all sorts of F1 fic prompts, including kink and non-kink content.
I created this page because I wanted a space that felt more inclusive than the kink meme (which is phenomenal, thank you to those who run it!). I also believed that Tumblr may offer better anonymity options for those who feel uncomfortable with AO3's inherent limitations.
Tumblr tags also offer a great way to filter through all the prompts, which will hopefully help with recency bias in the community!
Please note that this is a space that may include NSFW content, and potentially triggering topics. While I will do my best to tag appropriately, I cannot guarantee perfect filtering. Do not hesitate to reach out with concerns, and prioritize your mental health!
The Team:
This is currently a one-man operation :) You can find me, Liquid, on tumblr and AO3 @wanderingblindly.
FAQ:
Prompts
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Other (Searching, Navigation, etc.)
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tagged by the wonderful @wanderingblindly <3
The Rules: If you're tagged, make a new post and share one or two sentences (or lines for artists) from your most recent unposted WIP with zero context.
It’s right after the second practice that Carlos realizes Red Bull will give him wings.
They’re offering you a contract, Caco says. The contract is for a year, but he has the option to sign on for another year, if Audi doesn’t give him what he wants. Caco tells him Checo is retiring, that this is his last year.
tagging (with no pressure): @carronyaflowers @souvenir116 @jennarations @f1-giuki
this is my carcar wip... very excited for this actually... having a lot of fun writing this...
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WanderingBlindly Fanfic Masterlist:
Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen
Excess (3.4k words, oneshot)
“You bite me,” He’s smiling now, like Max’s silence is as good as an oath. “And I’ll bite back. Deal?”
Max’s eyes flick to the battleground on Charles’s body.
“And this usually works for you?”
Without hesitation, Charles brings his blade to his own hand. He slices across his index finger, letting the blood slowly pool, before holding it under Max’s nose like a taunt. “I’m too good to pass up.”
Choking on Greatness (2.9k words, oneshot)
“I don’t think you’re born a winner, no.” Max whispers against his lips, breath like a hint of warmth. “You make yourself into one, or you quit.”
Can I?
Beggin' (1.7k words, oneshot)
“You are… gambling?” Charles slurred, tilting his head at Max’s proposal.
“Loser gets on his knees.” Max said, looking down at Charles in a way that he hoped screamed ‘and I know it’ll be you’'.
Or: Max and Charles make a drunken bet after Abu Dhabi 2021. One year, one realization, and one title later, Max isn’t where he thought he’d be.
I Know Your Name (But Not Who You Are) (7.6k words, oneshot)
If it’s been a decade since Max touched him, he fears it’s been longer since he’s seen him smile — their last weeks stained with downturned lips. Glassy eyes.
“Cheers, then. To freedom.”
“To finding you again.”
Cheating at Bingo and Other Christmas Traditions (12.4k words, oneshot)
"You know, there’s a very nice, very handsome young man in my neighborhood –” She starts back up, flagging down their waiter for another glass of wine.
“Absolutely not,” He cuts her off with a dismissive wave of the hand. “Next topic.”
“So you’re too good for him, is that it?” She sounds defensive, but her tone still has a mocking edge to it – emphasized by the quirk of her brows.
Hardly holding back a groan, Charles tries to think of a way out of this. She’s like a cat, batting at him until he gives up, rolls over, and plays dead. “That’s not – I’m just busy, and it’s –”
Or: Hallmark style fluff featuring an irritated Charles, a well-meaning Max, and the grandma that just wants them to kiss
Second Time's the Charm (7.3k words, oneshot)
“Remember when you said you’d set me up with someone? A few months ago, at George’s wedding?” Charles’s voice is still pinched, as if his throat is trying to suffocate him and put him out of his misery. “Maybe you could do that? If the offer is still standing.”
Simultaneously:
“How did you know you liked guys?” Max’s tone is flat, as it usually is when he tries to come off as entirely disinterested, but Lando knows his tricks. He shoots upright, looking down at Max with wide eyes before exclaiming, arguably, one of the worst possible responses:
“Oh my god, Max, are you fucking gay?”
Or: Charles and Max don't know how to date; Alex and Lando try their best to make it happen.
Eighteenth Summer (Do You Wish We'd Fall In Love?) (4.9k words, oneshot)
Max wanted to burn it into his memory, engrave bits and pieces of it into each of his senses. The way the blue sky reflected off of Charles’s massive sunglasses, the smell of the hot asphalt mixing with Charles’s cologne, the nearly hysterical sound of their laughter as their playlist finally shuffled to Mr. Brightside; everything felt so precious. So fleeting. Moments memorialized on the 101 northbound, flying out of their open windows and away from his greedy fingers.
All the Stars We Cannot See (9.8k words, oneshot)
Sitting on his roof, bathed in wintery silence, Max prayed to be rescued. To whom, he wasn’t sure. Maybe the force that branded his wrist, the universal power that decided who to tie him with forever. Perfectly. Something like fate.
Max prayed to fate, then.
“Am I interrupting something?” The man’s accent was French, his tone unusually assertive for a question of intrusion.
“It’s not my roof,” Max shrugged, hopping back onto the ledge.
Rules of Engagement (7.2k words, oneshot)
“Take me with you then!” Max felt his eyes go wide, his jaw literally dropping at the suggestion. “Tell them I’m like. Say I’m your fiancé, mate.”
The heat had melted Charles’s brain, Max decided, staring at him blankly.
“No.” He deadpanned.
“Mate it’s genius! You won’t have to do anything, just stand there. Let me handle it. Them. The women.”
Milk and Love (1.85k words, oneshot)
There’s someone else in his empty apartment, his presence both doubling and fading overnight. It’s next to him on the floor, an identical hand grazing his fingertips as it lays beside him – a perfect mirror. It’s in his kitchen, looking at the food his trainer brought him the night before. It’s in his bed at night, putting no weight on the mattress but forcing unimaginable pressure on his mind, in his eyes. Faster than him, quieter than him, beside him. Inside him. He can’t escape it, he realizes as he lays on the floor.
It lives where he lives.
Middle Child Syndrome (I've Been in Love with You for Ages) (3.6k words, 2/2 chapters)
After all, Charles being a middle child always made a lot of sense to Max.
Max’s unwillingness to deny Charles anything always made a little less sense to Max.
Standing on the third place podium beneath the Monegasque flag made a lot less sense to Max.
The fact that he wasn’t mad about it, a warm sense of acquiescence spurred by Charles’s smile, made it all click.
He was in love with Charles Leclerc, and he always had been.
Or: A small collection of memories leading up to a realization on the podium of Baku 2023.
#masterpost#lestappen#f1 fic#f1 fanfic#middle child syndrome#milk and love#rules of engagement#all the stars we cannot see#eighteenth summer#second time’s the charm#Cheating at Bingo and Other Christmas Traditions#i know your name (but not who you are)#Beggin'#Choking on Greatness#Excess
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