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“The case is closed, gentlemen. We found the body.”
Commander De Vries' words fell on the dock like a lead anchor.
I was standing in the port of Enkhuizen, next to the Emma, the icy north wind blowing hard, the light rain already turning to snow.
The LN4 was moored two posts away, surrounded by yellow coast guard tape, two technicians in white coats taking pictures of the claw marks on the hull as if they were just a forensic curiosity.
Body.
The word echoed in my head, banging against the walls of my skull.
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In the 1990s, when Lando Norris disappears at sea, Max Verstappen sets out to find his friend—and discovers something impossible. And the ocean will never let him leave.
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Maybe you're crazy, or maybe Lando's crazy, but you're both pretty sure his teammate Oscar has a crush on both of you?
And fuck it, why not have a little bit of fun while you figure it out?
AKA - the fic in which you and Lando torture poor, sweet Oscar
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03 Feb 2026
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All he knows is it was a fucking Mercedes.
A fucking Mercedes crashed into him, and when he gets his hands on Russel he's going to split that fucking helmet and crack his skull against the track.
-Sour plums make his throat go dry.
It's not George Russel in the Mercedes car.
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12 Jan 2026
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It was George - who Charles really shouldn’t listen to about Max, but hey, he was desperate - who had actually said it out loud.
“Is this about Verstappen spreading his legs for all the alpha rookies?”
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Omega Max becomes close with the rookies throughout the 2025 season. Everyone gets the wrong idea.
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12 Jan 2026
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“Look down…” the Australian says, “and try not to freak out too much…”
The Brit does as he’s told and immediately freaks out, because right next to the table leg is his teammate. A very tiny version of him…
“O- Oscar?!” Lando blinks, trying to figure out if what he’s seeing is real. The Oscar he is looking at is barely twenty centimeters tall. The size of a hamster, if a hamster had the long lanky limbs of a human.
Lando steps closer and crouches down. “Please be careful with those enormous shoes of yours. I don’t want to die,” Oscar says as he hides slightly behind the table leg.
“Lando… Why is my driver the size of a notebook?” Charlotte, Oscar’s PR manager, says over Lando’s shoulder. She sounds just as puzzled as the older McLaren driver feels.
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In which Oscar gets cursed, and Lando is so scared his teammate might get squished he keeps him on his shoulder (and in his pocket) the entire time.
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- Part 1 of F1 hexes and curses
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29 Dec 2025
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Lando Norris siempre había vivido rodeado de excelencia: casas de mármol blanco, autos que valían más que una vida humana promedio, cenas servidas en vajillas de oro. Su mundo olía a perfume caro y contratos millonarios, no a grasa de motor y cerveza barata.
Por eso, cuando descubrió que su hijo —su pequeño y precioso omega— había puesto los ojos en un alfa de clase baja, un mecánico callejero de apellido Verstappen, pensó seriamente en deshacerse de él. Un escándalo, un accidente, cualquier cosa que borrara aquella mancha del linaje.
Hasta que lo probó.
Ahora, con las piernas abiertas, la piel perlada de sudor, la garganta ronca de gemir su nombre, Lando ya no sabía qué creer. Sentía el peso del alfa sobre él, la fuerza de su nudo atrapándolo, reclamándolo de un modo tan brutal y tan dulce que su mente clasista se deshacía en pedazos.
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26 Dec 2025