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It took Max three years and two world championships to stop seeing Charles as his omega. He wonders how many years and championships it will take this time around.
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Bookmarked by impartialmarshal
20 Jan 2026
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delightful and raw and real-feeling. delicious prose.
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“I know this is scary,” he said. “But this is going to be another thing we’ll have to overcome. You can’t let yourself be weak out here. We can still do this, but you can’t slip like that again. You can’t tell anyone. It’s one more thing they’d use to hurt you.”
Anthony takes a deep breath. His eyes were soft, steady, protective.
“Do you want to race?” He asks firmly.
Lewis swallowed, the buzzing still thrumming faintly beneath his skin. He squared his shoulders back, even though his body revolted at the action.
“More than anything.”
Lewis knows one thing to be true: to be the best, he can’t be a submissive.
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- Part 1 of our light
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Alain Prost is stuck repeating the same day over and over again, at San Marino in 1994; this leads to as much suffering as could be expected.
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- Part 2 of tragedy in seven laps
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In the sun drenched hills of Lydia, the young god Fernando –restless, wild, and yet to claim his full seat on Olympus- found a companion who finally matched the chaotic frequency of his spirit. Jenson, a satyr of such radiant, unearthly beauty that it was said the very flowers leaned toward him as he passed, hoping to catch a drop of his laughter. He was the very soul that gods mocked, hated even. He was not scared to live, to be young, to be hungry.
He didn't yet know that this love would eventually be preserved in the crushing of the fruit and the fermentation of the soul, but for now, the simple warmth of the Lydian sun on their backs was enough.
or Dionysus as Fernando and Ampelus as Jenson and me just oiling and polishing the myth.
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06 Jan 2026
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idk anything about this ship but this is a banger
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“Oscar,” Lando whines, petulant now, like he can’t believe he’s being made to admit this, on video, no less. But a spasm hits, and the desperation bulldozes everything else his brain might offer in protest. “I’m gonna- I’m gonna wet myself. Oh, fuck. Osc, I- Can I pee? Please? Can I?”
Oscar feels a flicker of guilt, but the arousal easily outweighs it.
And fuck. Hearing him beg like that. Like he can’t do it unless Oscar gives him the go-ahead.
“Of course,” Oscar says at last, a slow smile curving his mouth because Lando obeyed so nicely. His gaze drops to the straining erection. “Does the world champ need help with that?”
Or,
Lando has a career-ending secret. Oscar doesn't want to save Lando’s reputation. He wants to be the one to finally ruin it.Series
- Part 11 of landoscar works by this anon
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Bookmarked by impartialmarshal
03 Jan 2026
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i kept thinking "this can't possibly escalate" and then it escalated. so fucking hot.