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“Lando won.”
Charles’ breath hitches, an uncomfortable knot appearing suddenly in his throat. He didn’t see the celebrations, but he can picture them because they’re what he’d do, he thinks about it all the time, the way he’d be unable to stop smiling and how he’d probably cry and how his family would hold him and his team would sing for him—
“I know.”
Max’s face pulls down, and then the expression is gone.
“You’ve been spiralling about it for months,” Max says. His voice is oddly soft. “Every time we see each other, you are ranting about how unfair it is, that they don’t deserve that car. And now you have nothing to say?”
He hasn’t been spiralling. That’s ridiculous.
“It is what it is.”
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Lando wins the 2025 WDC. Charles struggles to cope.
Bookmarked by pointatthevirginguys (pilouface)
22 May 2026
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Bookmarked by pointatthevirginguys (pilouface)
15 May 2026
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yes yes yes it's about the job being more important than love sometimes author you get ittttt
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Standing on the porch of his rented apartment, in Florida, is Charles Leclerc.
He looks- well no one’s ever said Charles Leclerc looks bad- but he doesn’t look great. Shadows under his eyes stark against the bright Florida sunshine. Max’s brain snags on the small details; the two-day stubble scattered across his jaw, the carefully unbranded navy t-shirt, similarly bland cap pulled low over his features.
"What-" Max starts, because seriously- what the fuck. Charles cuts him off before he can finish.
"Do you want to drive to Daytona?"
OR: Max and Charles and the Great American Road Trip, inspired by my undying love for racing, driving west, and the corkscrew at Laguna Seca
Bookmarked by pointatthevirginguys (pilouface)
10 May 2026
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something something there's only two type of stories one where you come home and one where you go on a road trip something something a stranger comes to town
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Two rivals tethered together by a lie they both hated.
Charles and Max have known each other for over 15 years now.
They were friends once, rivals always, but enemies? Not quite.
In their time in Formula One, their relationship hasn't been the best.
What will they do when an accidental media leak forces them into an uncanny situation?or
"You think you're the only one who's scared?" Charles whispered.
"I don't care about anyone else," Max snapped, his resolve finally snapping. He surged forward, his hand flying up to catch Charles’s jaw, his thumb pressing hard into the skin of his cheek. "I’m the one who's losing my mind, Charles. And I hate you for it."Bookmarked by pointatthevirginguys (pilouface)
28 Apr 2026
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mhhhm toxic yaoi delicious mhmmm
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Max Verstappen is a botanist who enjoys traveling alone to remote corners of the world in search of unique fern life.
During a trip to New Zealand, he meets Charles Leclerc, an independent photographer with no common sense, who jumps into the wilderness with only a camera and enough supplies for three days.
Out of humanitarian concern, Max reluctantly agrees to bring him along. At first, Charles’s endless questions annoy Max, who prefers the company of plants over people, but soon he finds himself drawn to Charles's boundless energy and creative mind.
The brief journey leads to an unexpected bond, and despite planning to part ways after their mission, neither of them is ready to say goodbye.Bookmarked by pointatthevirginguys (pilouface)
29 Apr 2026
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lwk should I give up physics and become a botanist?