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Steve's eyebrows raise as he takes in the picture. His eyes flicker to Billy and back to the screen again. He coughs.
Billy's smirk grows.
"Oh yeah", Steve mumbles, chewing his cheek as he looks pointedly away from the phone. "Saw that this morning. Bet your DMs are blowing up Hargrove"
Billy stifles an incredulous snigger. Hargrove? Steve is terrible at playing shit cool.
Modern Friends-with-benefits No!monsters AU
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This year, there will be no more almosts, no more excuses. The title will be his, one way or another.
Lando wants to win like never before. He can feel it burning inside him, a relentless fire under his skin. He’s never been hungrier. He’s never been more ready.
And yet, he can't ignore the blur of orange coming for him in his mirrors.
Too quick. Too steady.
Too close.
Or: The one where Lando realizes he’s losing to Oscar on and off the track.
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30 Dec 2025
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“Don’t you like your present, my dear?” His uncle asks, Feyd’s wrist aching in his vice-like grip.
He stares at the wispy boy, hunched and bruised and bound, dressed in what look like sleep clothes, eyes bright with fear and defiance, a dirty gag cutting into the edges of his mouth. Feyd watches as he squirms ineffectually, trying to wriggle out of his bonds. Don’t even try, he thinks. It’s worse if you try.
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26 Nov 2025
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The second Feyd alights from the thopter, the unforgiving heat slaps him across the face. Sand swirls around his ankles as he hurries towards his new present, looming high against the hot blue sky. One of his presents anyway. Each breath is scorchingly painful, sitting heavy on his chest like a boot. Feyd bares his teeth in a grin, welcoming the punishing weather. Reveling in the discomfort.
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The Bene Gesserit’s careful plan will not be thwarted.
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24 Nov 2025
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“Good evening. I’m Charles,” he offers his hand, which Max takes and for a second, Charles thinks he’s going to kiss the back of it. Some muscle spasms in the tight grip, rough velvet against soft skin. When Charles gets his hand back, it feels like he lost a finger or two in the fight.
“What’s your poison, Charles?” Max asks, settling on the barstool like it’s not designed to be the most uncomfortable chair in the world.
“Cyanide, usually. I’ll settle for a gin tonic for now.”
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Charles is a supermodel that has learned everything he needs to make his world turn. Now, he has no idea what Max Verstappen wants from him.
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19 Nov 2025
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Craning his neck behind them, Daniel laughs his loud, creaky hyena laugh. “Don’t look now, but he’s still watching.”
“Who?”
“Chuck.”
“Chuck. There’s no way he lets you call him that,” Max says, voice rife with disbelief. He also can’t help it—he turns around, jostling Daniel’s arm over his shoulder to look back toward the media pen. Charles is in fact still watching them disappear down the paddock. His head is tilted to one side, a look of consideration on his pretty face. He doesn’t look actively upset, but he doesn’t look particularly happy either. Fuck.
“He doesn’t let me do anything. I just sort of do it and he laughs and blushes and looks at me with his big cow eyes.”
“Big cow eyes,” Max repeats, disbelieving yet again.
“Not actually, but sort of,” Daniel says, grin making his eyes crinkle. What the fuck.
“He’s blushing at you?” Max sounds petulant. Jealous, even. He needs to get a grip.
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All the rookies love Max. Except for one.
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17 Nov 2025