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“You know,” The Aussie started, a slightly teasing tone in his voice. Lando looked over at him.
“You don’t look anything like your music taste.” An obvious jab, whether it was passive or not was up to the elder’s interpretation.
Lando looked at him for a moment. Strangely, Oscar might add. Before his face flushed ever so slightly.
He was embarrassed.
“Does that matter?” He said timidly, the Aussie immediately noticed the sudden change in Lando’s demeanor. The usually loud, abrasive Lando Norris seemed to have taken a rain check in their conversation.
That intrigued Oscar more than he was willing to admit. He’s never seen Lando so.. shy about something before.
“Depends on who you ask. You sure don’t dress nearly as emo as the songs you listen to.” Little to Oscar’s knowledge that remark would later make him eat his words.
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Your Quiet Afternoon Crush (Your Violent Overnight Rush) by ondoyant
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
19 Oct 2025
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Charles loses a bet.
They make the most of it.
Or: The one where it's Halloween and the whole grid is there.
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“I wanted to undress you so very much at the dance,” Max murmurs, leaving a trail of gentle kisses along the tender skin. He grips the back of Charles’ neck to keep him still even as he trembles in Max’s hands, little noises humming under Max’s lips. “You become more beautiful with every piece of clothing you allow me to take away.”
after a week apart, max wants nothing more than to be close to charles again.
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- Part 27 of lestappen sundays (fic collection)
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a peach so ripe that even your breath would bruise it by rubberonpavement (microwavevibes) for burninghotspace
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
18 Oct 2025
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Charles Leclerc is a man who gets what he wants — trophies, fame, Ferrari. He has that all tonight, fresh off a flawless podium, the taste of gold and champagne still heavy on his tongue despite the tequila he’s been sipping for the better part of an hour. One might suggest that having it all might mean he wants for naught, and yet, satisfaction only makes room for something new. As lights flash and music thrums, he searches the faces of the crowd with heat low in his belly. The weight of a hand on his waist, curled around the back of his neck, squeezing his own in a friendly greeting haunts his skin like a ghost. Mingling with the last of his tequila is hot and hungry wanting for skin and sweat and sex. Watching these bodies tangling on the dance floor, so close and twisting that God would wrinkle His nose at such a sinful sight, is not enough. There needs to be a body against his own, writhing in his hotel sheets as he drags his mouth over the curve of muscles, the tickle of soft body hair.
Charles Leclerc is a man who gets what he wants, and tonight, he wants Max.
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the late afternoon sunlight, warm as oil, sweet as childhood by Anonymous
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
18 Oct 2025
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Max glanced over. “You okay?”
Oscar nodded, though his words came out smaller than before. “Mhm. ‘S comfy.”
It made Max pause. He looked at him for a beat too long, then smiled. “You sound tired.”
Oscar nodded again, half hiding behind his shirt collar. “Jus’… comfy,” he repeated, the word slurring slightly at the edges.
He didn’t feel tired. He felt floaty. Safe. Little.
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George admires Max’s ability to tame sassy and independent cats into purring companions. Max ensures he will be next
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Russtappen daddy kink fic
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Lando turns over in a huff, further twisting up the sheets and crumpling them up into a sensory nightmare coiling around his lower half. He reaches over blindly, patting around for his phone on the night stand.
2:12am.
Perfect.
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Lando can’t sleep, and Oscar loves him loudly, yet nearly wordlessly.
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To the world, Oscar Piastri is the calm, polite golden boy. PR loves him. Fans adore him. He’s the sweet, well-mannered teammate who never puts a foot wrong.
But behind closed doors? His fingers type the dirtiest, most unhinged texts that leave Lando red-faced at the worst possible times. While everyone thinks Oscar is the innocent one, Lando knows the truth — and he’s the one suffering for it.
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People keep slapping Carlos on the back, shouting congrats, babbling P3! amazing drive! He nods when he should, smiles where he’s supposed to, but he’s barely hearing any of it. His eyes are fixed across the lane like he’s magnetized.
Apparently staring counts as telepathy, because Oscar glances up.
Their eyes catch—barely a breath, two seconds maybe—and Carlos seizes it. Grins, mouths something stupid like Monaco? hang out? yeah? He hopes Oscar’s secretly fluent in lip reading. He hopes nobody else within ten meters is.
Oscar’s answer: a frown so sharp it could slice. Then he turns on his heel.
Oh. So that’s how it’s gonna be.
Carlos bites back a laugh. He likes petty. Petty’s fun. Petty he can work with.
or, Oscar said, “don’t even knock.” Carlos heard, “please hurry.”
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Oscar only nodded, not paying him much mind as he walked towards the door of the hotel. He heard the door knob turn, jiggle, and release. Then that same thing again. And once more. “Lando?” Oscar asked, peering down the hall.
“The doors not opening.”
Oscar stared at Lando, and Lando stared at Oscar. “Ha-ha, very funny.” Oscar said dryly. Lando didn’t crack a smile, didn’t stifle a giggle, his face didn’t move at all.
——They get trapped in Oscar’s hotel room and idk honestly this really got away from me but it’s cute I hope
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just friends
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Everyone thinks Merlin and Arthur are a couple because they’re attached at the hipSeries
- Part 1 of just friends universe
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“Stop fidgeting, love…” Merlin mumbled into Arthur’s bare shoulder, voice thick with sleep.
Arthur winced, guilt curling in his chest. “Sorry. My back’s killing me. Don’t know why.” Before he could swallow it down, he gasped in pain.
That was enough to wake Merlin properly. He blinked, sat up a little, eyes clearer now in the dim light. “Okay, okay,” he said softly, reaching out to steady him. “Come here.”OR Arthur and Merlin are fast asleep when Arthur feels a twinge in his back. It only gets worse, tossing and turning, as Merlin tries to help him through the pain.
(Featuring an unrelated author's note of the story of how I met Bradley James lol)
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- Part 20 of The Series of Merthur Fluff
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Yuki shakes his head in response, “no. It’s just… I don’t have a condom…”
Pierre raises his brows in worry. They always do it without one.
“What if I accidentally get pregnant…”
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Max is seen as mysterious, quiet, and, to some, even arrogant. He has a reputation for being mean — a jerk with no friends — which is strange considering he’s the one who’s been in the paddock the longest among his generation.
When the FIA decides to market the drivers (even more than they already do) as one big happy family, there’s a problem: Max doesn’t fit the narrative. None of them really know anything about him — what he does during the winter break, what he likes… nothing.
Seeing this, Charles decides to get closer. And that’s when he discovers the truth: Max is actually a sweetheart. A kind, gentle, and thoughtful guy — the complete opposite of what everyone thought of him.
- or -5 Times Charles saw Max being sweet and no one believed him — and 1 time everyone finally did.
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"God, if Fernando knew what the German did with his beloved adopted son he’d be dead by lunch."
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Gabi is in Brasil but can only think of Nico. So he calls him, only to not be on the receiving end like he hoped.Day 7 - Chastity + Webcam
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- Part 6 of F1 Kinktober 2025
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Kinktober Day 14: Belly bulge
Charles’s car breaks down somewhere outside Austin, in the middle of nowhere, under the prettiest sunset he’s ever seen.
What he doesn’t expect is the man who shows up to help, a cowboy with a drawl, a wicked smile, and hands rough enough to ruin him in all the best ways.Turns out, getting lost in Texas might’ve been the best mistake he’s ever made.
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“So does this mean I can punch your dad?”
“No, Charlie.”
“Awh, man.” Charles said, and they both dissolved into another fit of quiet laughter, the city humming beyond their thin hotel walls. Outside, the night was still cold, but inside the room, beside Max, everything felt suddenly, impossibly warm.
Or. Max keeps on kissing Charles hands until he stops frowning.
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Danny drags Max to a Halloween party. Someone catches his eye.
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kinktober day 13:hand kink, fisting
Lando’s grin softened into something almost fond as he drove his fist back in, slow and absolute, pressing until Oscar’s world narrowed to the pressure at his core and the sound of his own voice owning him. “That’s my boy,” he breathed, and the possessive heat in his voice promised he wouldn’t be gentle when he took the rest.
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- Part 13 of you've made it under my skin- kinktober '25
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He halts near a street lamp. Holding on to it so he doesn't just collapse in the middle of monaco.
It doesn't take Lando long to notice that Oscar isn't by his side anymore.
"Shit, you okay?" Lando asks as he sees Oscar being practically out of it after 5 minutes.
"Yeah, 'm alright. Just need a minute" Oscar says in between deep breaths
Oscar's eyes are rimmed red and were on the verge of closing. He was definitely not alright
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Oscar's sick but he doesn't let lando know