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I like to feel his eyes on me when I look away by sunandstorm3316
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
16 Dec 2025
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“Max, listen to me. I’ll only say this once. We were in love. It was great. You were the first great love of my life. But we broke it. I’ve moved on. And for your own sanity, you need to do the same.”
He turned, finally meeting Max’s eyes with devastating gentleness. “I’ll always love you. But I’m not in love with you anymore. You have to accept that. Stop waiting for me to come back. Stop killing yourself on hope. You’ll always have my best wishes, but not my future.”
And with that, Charles walked away. Left Max in the kitchen, shattered, stranded among ghosts of memories that still burned on his lips.
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AU where Charles is a popstar/singer and Max is a movie director.
The story follows them after a break up and the journey of second chance, rebuilding, and eventual happy ending.Series
- Part 1 of Before Trilogy
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Max刚刚赢下了摩纳哥大奖赛，他是赛道上的暴君。但在Amber Lounge二楼的VIP露台上，看着那个对所有人露出完美假笑的Charles Leclerc，Max只感到一种原始的嫉妒。
他想撕碎那个“殿下”的伪装，把这尊神像拉进泥潭。 但他没意识到，当他踏上那级台阶时，他就已经自愿走进了猎人的笼子。
摩纳哥不需要一个有情绪的亲王，但Charles需要一条忠诚的狮子。
“在这个封闭的休息室里，没有王子，没有车手。只有主人，和他的野兽。”
假设赛季的最后一站在摩纳哥
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He didn't win last week but that hadn't deterred Oscar. He was leading the World Drivers' Championship for fuck’s sake, he can ask out Charles Leclerc if he wants.
So he did. Invited him to watch the Indy 500 at his place. But Ferrari cockblocked him.
So he had a mission for this week. Sure, winning would extend his championship lead, whatever. His aim was the winner's room. He had put this off long enough, it was time now. He's waited enough, mostly due to his own hesitance but whatever.
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the choscar winner's room au that came alive in my head after whatever the monaco and spain gp interactions between charles and oscar were
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- Part 1 of the winners' room verse
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The aftermath of the beautiful movie. The afterparty. A drunk Charles and so much in love Max.
And Charles—God, Charles.
His curls were damp from dancing, cheeks pink from drink, shirt unbuttoned too far down his chest. He was sprawled half-slouched along the booth, one long leg crooked, head thrown back in laughter. He looked radiant, almost indecently so.
Max forgot how to breathe. Forgot Ollie. Forgot guilt. All he could think was how utterly delicious Charles looked, glowing in the low light, like some god-damned painting that had climbed down off the wall to ruin him all over again.Then Charles spotted him. His whole face lit up, dimples deep, green eyes shining. He let out a delighted screech:
“Maaaaax!”And he made grabby hands at him. Small, demanding, utterly unconscious grabby hands.
Max froze, caught mid-step. He couldn’t help it — his lips curled into the dumbest grin. His chest ached. God, how he adored those grabby hands. Needing him. Wanting him. Reaching for him like Max was the only thing worth holding.Series
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When Carlos finally pulled back, he couldn’t help but marvel at a job well done. A thin string of saliva trailed between their lips, Charles’s hair mussed against the pillow and sticking up every which way, his cheeks flushed and red. And next to him, Lando, much the same, curls sticking to his forehead from both the shower and the sheen of desperate sweat over his tanned skin, eyes hooded as he stared up at Carlos, lips parted in a silent moan as the fingers move tortuously slowly inside him.
Smug. That was the only word Carlos could think of to express how he felt. Fucking smug.
Well, not the only word. There were a million words tumbling through his head as he stared down at his two boyfriends. Lucky, honoured, grateful, just so fucking shocked he got to have this. He wasn’t sure he could think of anything better in that moment – a podium that meant the world and his two lovers splayed out on the mattress below him.
Carlos, Lando and Charles and their various encounters. Each chapter is relative to a race, this season and last. Out of chronological order. Now updated with Abu Dhabi 2025...
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Гортаючи Твіттер, Льюїс помітив твіт, в якому до фото Шарля прифотошопили фото з гарними ногами в мереживних колготках
Як зручно що Шарль був поруч, як і завжди після сексу, тож зміг побачити цю ідею та одразу натякнути Льюїсу на те що він це вподобавЗдається, Льюїсу дуже сподобається вечеря, яку приготував Шарль. Та і все що після вечері має сподобатись обом - не просто ж так вони бачили мереживо та фантазували про Шарля в ньому
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- Part 3 of Lulu and Charles sweets
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I loved you with the fire in Red, now its turning Blue. by OutOfContextDuck
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
19 Nov 2025
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Prompt:
For the House of Ferrari, Carlos Sainz was a butcher.
He hunted, tortured, and killed everyone and anyone who mistreated the crown or whoever got under the King’s skin.
But when he was caught leaving the prince’s chambers just before sunrise by a servant, he was hunted and tortured.
They told Prince Charles he had been killed.
So when he presents himself in the palace, wearing the blue armour of the House of Williams as their head knight, looking breathtakingly stunning and utterly indifferent to Charles, not even sparing a glance in his direction, the prince felt like dying all over again.
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《圣女就是该普度众生的》系列文第四篇，因为是万圣节所以提前拿出来发
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Charles wants to see if Max is up for a challenge - except he's the one that ends up struggling with it.
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Robbing the Louvre of its precious jewelry was the easy part of this job. Charles and Lando hate each other, but have to work together.
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“You’re unbelievable. I-I’m pulling over.”
“No, you’re not” Charles stopped moving. “You’re gonna sit there and drive while I touch you.”
“Charles, please. What if I-”
Charles moved his hand down quickly, reaching his balls before picking up the pace. He brought his face close to Carlos’ ear and whispered: “I’m not gonna let you come. Not here, not until we get there.”
Alternatively, Charles finds a way to have fun inside the van and Carlos has to wait until they arrive in Monaco to do something about it.
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“Mhm. You’re the colour of my car, you know that?” Charles teases quietly, palm squeezing at Max’s waist before it runs up to his nape, thumb swiping over the bumps of his spine. Max is about to moan a little before he remembers himself and swallows harshly to make the sound go away.
“Not here,” he gripes, stepping away even though he’d love to spend the rest of his prep time fitted over and into Charles’ body. But this is too exposed.
“So shy, baby,” Charles murmurs.
max needs the perfect setting to let his noises out but when he does, charles is just utterly, utterly obsessed
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- Part 20 of lestappen sundays (fic collection)
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- Part 2 of chaos
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There was still a chance, until there wasn't. Austrian Grand Prix took the last hope from Max's heart to win championship this year. Good start didn't give him much after Kimi Antonelli blocked his rears and pushed him off the track. He couldn't go back, his race was over before it even started.
And that was the moment he finally broke, his emotions got over him. Charles found him, the sight punched air out off his lungs... That wasn't the same Max Emilian Verstappen he knew. And now he has to get him back.
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Max has never been satisfied with any of his male or female partners, and he knows exactly who is to blame. He just never thought he'd have a real chance with him—until one night at a club changes everything.
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夏尔不语，只一味骑......
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Max brought provisions with him to Imola’s F1 Winner’s Room.
As soon as he’d told the lady that he’d wanted Charles, and she’d set off to go find him for the paperwork, Max had started hooking up his console to the TV.
They’re in Imola. They’re in Italy. It’s a Ferrari home race. It’s a Ferrari home race that Charles got on the podium for. Charles is going to take a while to get to him.
He boots up FIFA, and settles in for a relaxing beginning of his evening.
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- Part 13 of One Lavish Hotel Room For The Winner
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“Max,” Charles said, Max’s blue eyes reflecting Charles’s own fears. “Please. What happened?”
Max stared at him for a few long seconds before he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his expression twisted into something painful and afraid.
“There was a bomb.”
(Or what I've been referring to as my love letter to Lestappen)