9 Works by VuoiBroccoli
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Charles never planned on spending winter break in Antarctica with Max Verstappen.
Now they’re sharing a pod, exchanging stolen glances, surviving relentless teasing from Charles’ friends and family.
And somehow, somewhere between penguins, snowstorms, and “scientific” experiments in the jacuzzi, falling ridiculously in love at the literal end of the world. -
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Max Verstappen had big plans for Winter Break: tropical island, sun, gin tonics, and zero responsibilities.
That is, until the FIA ruined everything by calling all the drivers to a mandatory holiday event.
As the 2025 F1 grid gathers for what’s sure to be a ridiculous few weeks of Christmas-themed challenges, Max can’t help but wonder how much worse it could get…
Until the unthinkable happens.
In a twist of fate, he’s paired with none other than Charles Leclerc for the F1 Christmas Games.
With mischief in the air, the pair is about to dive into a month of chaotic holiday hijinks and a lot of unexpected team bonding.
Will they survive the madness?
Or is this the most disastrous Christmas event in F1 history? -
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Pierre: @CharlesLeclerc you still alive????
Alex: CHARLEEES
Oscar: he is going to die when he sees it
Lando: bro has NO CHANCE of surviving this omg
Pierre: @Charles @Charles @CharlesFinally, Charles taps the link.
The image loads.
And it’s a selfie.
Oh.
It’s a Max Verstappen selfie.Charles stops breathing, nearly dropping his phone onto his own face.
His eyes widen in disbelief.
Surely that’s not possible…Is he wearing a baby blue sweater?
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Max Verstappen wears a baby blue sweater in Milton Keynes. Charles Leclerc deals with the chaotic feelings that follow. -
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“I need Jackie Kennedy, not Marilyn Monroe”
When Carlos dumps Charles over dinner, the Monegasque golden boy decides he’s going to prove him spectacularly wrong.
Armed with an insane amount of self-confidence, a couture wardrobe, and a dream scented in vanilla body lotion, Charles takes Oxford Law by storm to prove that beauty and brains can coexist (with the right lighting).
And when his first big case lands (defending fashion icon Lewis Hamilton, accused of murdering his husband), Charles’ instincts, heart, and designer suits will all be put to the test… with a little help from a teaching assistant with annoyingly kind blue eyes.
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Welcome to the Legally Blonde AU absolutely no one asked for, starring Charles Leclerc as Elle Woods, Max Verstappen as the TA of my personal dreams, and the entire F1 grid reimagined in a movie-to-fanfic adaptation you didn’t know you needed. -
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Charles Leclerc was a man of taste, composure, and quiet dignity.
He was also, unfortunately, a man with a burner account on Twitter.When he stumbles upon the Russtappen tag, Charles spirals into an existential crisis somewhere between Maranello and another chaotic race week.
Max, for his part, finds the whole thing hilarious, at least until Charles’ jealousy starts looking suspiciously like a confession.
(Spoiler: It is.)
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Inspired by Charles’ stories after the Baku GP 2025 and written with far too many feelings.
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Max leaned against the window, exhausted.He should have been elated: pole yesterday, lights-to-flag today, fastest lap, another grand chelem, the sixth of his career. In Baku, of all places, a circuit everyone swore was his worst.
Instead, his mood had turned oddly bitter, because on the plane he had read too many tweets, seen too many screenshots of Charles’ stories, too many jokes about his boyfriend being on a “romantic road trip with his ex.”
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Charles is everywhere on social media, in the headlines, in the chants of fans who can’t get enough of Charlos.
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Right, fine, Charles could entertain himself for a couple of days. He had a phone, he had internet, he had Instagram…
Big mistake.
The app, desperate to entertain him, decided to serve up a familiar face: Max Verstappen.Charles didn’t even follow him, not since that race weekend years ago. It was a long story involving a track fight, a missed win, and the most awkward flight home in the history of aviation. But of course, the algorithm knew better.
The photo stopped him. It was just a Black-and-white close-up of Max’s profile, but…
He stared at it longer than he’d like to admit, then gave in to the impulse.Charles: Since when does Max Verstappen post thirst traps?
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“Apparently ‘Landoscar’ is climbing the ‘AO3 Top 100 Ships’ chart or something like that this year”, Oscar said, shaking his head in disbelief.
Lando grinned: “Can you believe they’re coaching us on how to act more ‘shippable’? All so we can dethrone those two.”
He nodded toward the far end of the table. Everyone turned to see Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen talking animatedly, hands flying, in other words Maxplaining and Leclarifying, completely oblivious to the conversation happening around them.
From across the table, Ollie and Kimi yelled in unison: “LESTAPPEN?”
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Inspired by the song Wish you were here by Pink Floyd.
“We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl, year after year / Running over the same old ground / What have we found? / The same old fears...”
He grabbed his phone. He didn’t know what he was doing, not really.He hadn’t messaged Charles in months. Not since before Melbourne. Not since everything had shifted, since the late-night chats in Monaco stopped, since the inside jokes turned into awkward nods in the paddock.
He opened the message window and typed:
📱 Wish you were here
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