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“Say something hot,” Lando says immediately after Oscar picks up the phone, voice breathy and insistent.
Un-fucking-believable. Oscar had barely managed to get into his hotel room and put his bags down before Lando was calling him, suspicious heavy breathing echoing down the phone.
He drops himself heavily onto the bed, chuckling under his breath, and toes his shoes off. “What are you wearing?” he asks, deadpan.
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Lando is horny when he's apart from Oscar and phone sex ensues.Bookmarked by trashed_man
23 Dec 2025
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'Now you can see what a whore you are,' Max said, stepping fully into view beside him, his hand fisting in Charles' hair to tilt his head up. 'Watch yourself in the mirror while I play with you. Every twitch, every drop of spit, every pathetic beg—it's all for me to see.'
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22 Dec 2025
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“How do you want me, winner?” George purred, slipping his belt free of his chinos with a snap that echoed in the quiet room. He let it fall to the floor, buckle clinking against the polished wood. Then he stepped out of his chinos too, folding them neatly (of course) and setting them aside.
Max gave a pointed look at the briefs. Adidas. Who the fuck wore sponsor-branded underwear? George Russell did, apparently.
Or, rancid winner’s room Gax.
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- Part 8 of Glitter’s 2025 Advent Calendar
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21 Dec 2025
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20 Dec 2025
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Glory Days by chilling_seavey for its-all-papaya (Saints_in_the_Sea)
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
17 Dec 2025
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George had been waiting his whole life for a shot in the MLB, but being signed to a brand new team strung together with other baseball misfits certainly wasn't his first choice. Being signed turned out to be the easy part. It would be a lot harder than he anticipated to prove to the entire organization that he—and his team—were deserving of being there...especially when a ghost from his past lingers as the biggest name in modern baseball.
(Please note: You do not need to understand baseball to read this fic! It is written in a way where anyone can follow it!)
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17 Dec 2025
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During a vacation trip to Switzerland, a disastrous dinner triggers a jealousy crisis in Max and Charles — and it's up to their boyfriend, George, to calm the two men down.
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16 Dec 2025
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There’s a wet patch curiously astray from where Oscar’s own pre would leak in his respective boxers, but he pays it no mind, for the moment at least.
He’s too occupied with shakily standing up and booking it back as quick as he can to his own driver’s room. He’d rather die than be caught groaning with a boner on his teammate’s floor, driving himself crazy as he sniffs up the remnants of crotch musk and precum imprinted onto soft, cottony briefs with the cutest navy blue stripes adorning the cloth.
Fuck.
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16 Dec 2025
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“good afternoon, this is lando norris calling from onlyfans!” he chirped into the receiver, bright and almost cheerful, on full autopilot.
silence. first in the phone — thick, absolute — and then it seemed to spill throughout the entire garage, drowning out even the hum of the fan. lando felt an icy spasm run up his spine, from his tailbone to the base of his skull. his heart stopped for a second, then began pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears. “no. it can’t be. not again. not me.”
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15 Dec 2025
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Set post Abu Dhabi 2025, after Max had lost the championship by two points. He returns to his room to turn in for the night but gets a little more than what he bargained for.
“Look who found himself back in his room early,” George coos pleasantly, “Mr. Number Two.”
Max’s jaw tightens. “Could say the same for you.” He doesn’t ask how George got in—he already knows he won’t like the answer. “Decided to skip your P2 constructors’ afterparty?”
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15 Dec 2025
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George Russell accidentally starts a fake breakup rumor between him and Max Verstappen. And then decides to run with it just to see what happens. The rookies are the only victims in this not entirely sane way of actually being romantic.
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15 Dec 2025
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Lando has a secret. While others presented early in life, he has not. Everyone assumes he’s a beta. A dramatic beta. A fighting-for-the-championship beta. An insecure beta.
And that’s good, because Alphas are usually assholes and omegas just don’t make in in formula one. They just don’t.
But then he finishes another race, wins it in fact, and something is different. When he gets out of the car, he first thinks he might have accidentally peed himself. It happens.
He hasn’t. He has presented.
“Oscar, what are you doing?” He forces a stern tone in his voice, while all he wants to do is press into Oscar’s touch and sigh with relief.
“Sorry.” Oscar stays right where he is. “I had to check.”
“Check what?”
It’s then that Oscar takes a step back. He looks dazed, overwhelmed. “Lands. I think you’re in heat?”Bookmarked by trashed_man
15 Dec 2025
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It was a joke, it was funny, Right?
That’s why when Oscar had reached over and ruffled Lando’s hair at the Christmas party, let his curls slide through the webbing of his fingers, pushing his fingers ever so slightly into his scalp, Lando hadn’t gotten that same disgusted feeling he’d gotten at Abu Dhabi, at the gala. Because Oscar had done it to make fun of it, because it was a joke.
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14 Dec 2025
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“Oh my god,” Oscar gasps, grabbing Lando’s wrist tightly. “I knew it felt weird.” Lando’s too occupied with the feeling of her holding onto him that he just stares at her in shock. Oscar looks at him with pinkening cheeks and says, ‘I’m not wearing anything under this.”
“What should we do?’ Lando asks. Oscar’s looking at him with wide eyes, biting her lip and looking at him like she never does with anyone, let alone him. Asking for help is not one of her strong suits.
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Oscar gets her period in front of everyone in her white racesuit. Lando discovers something about himself.
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13 Dec 2025
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George wins Singapore and the paddock can’t get enough of him. The podium is really happy… and is Toto.
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11 Dec 2025
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“He is not my boyfriend,” Charles nearly spits the words into his drink. He remembers that clip of George saying the same about Alex, that half-determined half-resigned hue to his voice as he said he might be my mate, but he is not my boyfriend, hands gripping that little bit harder on the wheel of his rig.
He prays to God that it is not how he sounds like right now. God hardly ever listens.
“Sore spot, that, huh?” George smirks, front teeth nibbling on his straw like it tastes better than the drink, the fruity yet flavourless things he sips through all of the offseason like they have electrolytes in them.
Charles gets Max, he really does. He’d want to hit the guy too. And if he had four championships to spare, he would not mind that much, costing himself one extra in the process.
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10 Dec 2025
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"Fragile," Lewis had called Max. What a cruel joke. Too proud, too assured. Incapable of yielding. And George had been forced to pay the bill for that pride, settled in bruises and carbon fibre.
George took a deep breath of the bar's stale air and held Verstappen's gaze. He waited until he was close enough, and stood, a fluid movement that sent a stab of pain through his bruised abdomen, a perfect reminder of Senna, of the betrayal, of Max's hand on the wheel. He used that pain as fuel, injecting the necessary chill into his veins to offer a smile.
"Come on," George said, the smile sharp as a splinter. "It's been a shit year. I want to celebrate by doing something truly reckless." His plastic, empty, terrible smile widened.
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05 Dec 2025
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remember me? by jilliancares
Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Deadpool - All Media Types
12 Mar 2025
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“Where am I?” he mutters. Adrenaline is flooding through his body. His heart is beating so terribly that he can feel it inside his chest. His entire body has broken out in a cold sweat. And somehow, despite it all, his spidey-sense is dead silent. What does it know that the rest of his body doesn’t?
“Our apartment,” says the man. He’s standing now. Peter didn’t notice when he got to his feet. “Can you tell me who you are, sweetheart?”
Peter laughs, incredulous. He’s not exactly sure what he’s laughing at. “Peter,” he says. “Of course, I know who I am.”
“Okay,” the man says, sounding just as concerned and careful as before. “But you don't know who I am?”
Or: Peter gets amnesia, wiping out the last 5 years of his life. But really, how much can change in five years?
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05 Dec 2025
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And – there. He’d not even been conscious of it, and he’d hardly call it lap-ruining, Max’s over-correction to the subtle movement a total overreaction, but. He switches to his onboard and it’s as if the steering wheel jumps in his steady grip, fights him like there’s a magnet on Max’s car as he passes before he realigns.
Weird.
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George Russell and Max Verstappen would love to stay out of each other's way. Their cars have another idea.
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05 Dec 2025
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No one’s ever, like, taken it all, Ollie had told him awkwardly, and there it was. That twisted, mildly insane part of Kimi; the ruthless devil on his shoulder whispering in his ear that he doesn’t have to pit, just one more lap, his tyres will hold out, just one more—
He’d thought, challenge accepted.
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04 Dec 2025
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Figures, George laughs to himself, and then all the weird looks and the stammering start to make sense, the way Max looks at Daniel like he hung the moon and stars in the sky just yesterday and at George like he is probably the antichrist; he figures that if Max is for the rest of his life going to continue to be kinda weird about wanting to fuck his best friend, George might as well just do it for him, and hope it's enough.
Or: George Russell, Daniel Ricciardo and Max Verstappen totally went into STEM for the hot boys. And the cuck chair.
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04 Dec 2025