all about max and charles

Charles only finds out about the courting when Max starts to smell like Daniel and when videos pop out of Daniel being more touchy with him. Charles does what any sane alpha would do and shows up to the next race and stakes his claim on Max. It can be your choice on how!!

Hi Anon ♥️

!!! Anon!! Ohhh my god, I love this AU!! Because if it's Max's rookie year at Red Bull (hi 2016), this means Charles (still in the Ferrari Academy) was competing in the GT3 Series Drivers' Championship!! 🏎

I love this timeline because what if Max and Charles started growing closer after Max moved to Monaco in 2015? What if Charles went over to Max's sterile apartment to (1) congratulate him on Toro Rosso and (2) tell Max he better watch his back because Charles will be racing against him very soon.

But once he gets there and sees that Max barely has any furniture and the only thing that's set up is his sim rig? Charles tells him they're going furniture shopping and grocery shopping and the young Alpha demands Max get some more clothes because he can't live in joggers and hoodies forever!

Imagine enamored, lovesick Omega Max trailing after Charles (holding on the sleeve of the the brunet Alpha's hoodie) and basically blushing like a schoolgirl every time Charles turns to talk to him.

can we please have a continuation of your latest omegaxomega lestappen?

We had a lot of angst in it so comfort is needed

Like maybe even though he is breaking his own heart Charles takes care of Max as his friend because he wants to see Max happy and he wants to show Max that being an Omega doesn‘t need to mean to be so Alpha like and that it is okay to be comforted and to search for this comfort in Charles a nest. He tells Max he can always, always come join Charles in his nest. So at some point Max does get in and he falls in love with his Charlies nests. They are soft, comfy cozy and smell so good like Charlie. So he joins Charles as often as possible even going into their the nest without Charles being there (it‘s in Charles’ motorhome and Charles had given Max a key because he wanted his motorhome to be a safe space for Max to be an omega). And on one of these occasions - Max had the most horrible day with his car and Red Bull and his father was there and his heat is coming up. So he goes to Charles motorhome and as he wants to go into the nest he realises that Charles’ favourite blanket is not there which is odd. But as it’s also Max’ favourite he kinda goes for a superficial search of it and finds it in something that looks like a smaller nest in the closet. He’s never seen this before. But it looks so cozy and safe (it’s where Charles goes if he is especially sad about and needy for Max and the comfort he brings) and as Max goes to grab the blanket from there he realises that the nest smells and feels different. More like him and Charles than just Charles. That’s when he realises that Charles made the nest almost exclusively from things he had stolen from Max and squirreled away over time. Making his small much more potent within the nest than normal. And as much as he tries he can‘t stop hope from blooming. Even if he knows it’s wrong and not done. This feels like maybe, just maybe his Charlie does like him more than a friend? And maybe that can be okay?

Yes!! Softness and cuddles and tentative hope coming your way!!

Omega Love Story AU: Part 1

Picture Max snuggling up in his Charlie’s emergency comfort nest that’s so warm and safe and smells like the perfect blend of their natural scents 🥹 He presses his nose against their favorite blanket and smells Charles: Honey and warm winter berries that quickly lull Max into a state of sleepy bliss. He doesn’t even realize his eyes are closing, his breathing is evening out, and the gentle hum of his purrs fill the small closet space.

Max falls asleep in his Charlie’s nest, completely wrapped up in the scent of vanilla, berries, coffee, and honey. As he slinks deeper into slumber, only one thought crosses Max’s mind: This, he wants this forever. Sweetness and warmth and Charlie.

Always.

Meanwhile, Charles is literally in a panic because he’s looked everywhere for Max. Our sweetheart even flirted his way into the Red Bull motorhome and searched every square inch but by the end, he was red-faced, sweaty, and close to tears because he couldn’t find his Maxie anywhere and no one else could help him.

With stinging eyes and bruised hands (he’d knocked over several pieces of furniture in his rush to try and locate Max), the Omega walks with slumped shoulders and a broken heart. He’s so dreadfully upset that when he pushes open his trailer door and gets instead, it takes him a full minute to realize what’s amiss.

The usual warm honey and winter berry scent is…softer. Richer.

Blended with vanilla, coffee, and chocolate to make Charles’s mouth water.

It’s instinct that propels him to close his eyes and let Max’s scent guide him. Unconsciously, his feet carry him over to the door of a small side closet with a slightly misshapen handle. Charles’s eyes fly open, heart catching in his throat. Is…oh god, how did Max even find this closet? It’s hidden in the furtherest corner of Charles’s trailer, purposefully obscured from sight because that’s his safe space.

It contains the most precious nest in the world, the one where Charles built piece by piece with pilfered hoodies, forgotten t-shirts, and an old race glove and discarded fireproofs. It’s his little haven that’s just Max and now the other Omega has found it. Fear swells up in Charles because what if Max saw this disturbing little puddle of clothes and was repulsed? What if the only reason Charles can make out his scent is because Max stood here for a few brief moments before turning away and flying back home?

What if Max hates him, hates what a freak Charles is for loving Max despite the other Omega’s blatant disinterest?

He should run—he should salvage what little hope he still has and pretend like this never happened. Maybe, if Charles pretends hard enough, Max won’t despise him and they could slowly rebuild their friendship…?

With a soft sniffle Charles gathers all the courage he has. Because even though he’s afraid, even though every cell in his body is screaming at him to turn back, to keep the door closed, Charles has never been good at giving up. At accepting defeat.

With a trembling hand, the Omega pulls open the door with one smooth, sweeping motion.

And he almost collapses at the sight inside.

Max, his Max, rosy-cheeked and curled atop the mass of cashmere blankets, cotton pillows, and a sea of red and blue. He’s fast asleep, snuggled against one of Charles’s Sauber hoodies while his own discarded 2022 Red Bull shirt lays over his hip. But in his arms, pressed against his heart (with the edge so close to Max’s mating gland), is Charles’s favorite baby blue cashmere blanket.

The same cashmere blanket he’s had since the day he presented. Gifted to him by Jules all those years ago. It’s never left Charles’s side—not once in his life—and now, his blanket, this little piece of his heart, is being cradled in the arms of his love.

His Max.

The Omega who will never want Charles the way Charles wants him but who makes his day brighter just by smiling at him.

Carefully, Charles kneels down, one hand coming to run through Max’s messy, sweaty hair. He’d been worried sick after seeing Jos standing there, eyes cold and hard after Max barely managed to score a P5 with a damaged car. The Red Bull driver had stumbled out of his vehicle with clumsy movements, face red and sweaty as he gasped for breath despite having done a cooldown lap already.

“You’re safe here, chéri.” Charles whispers, letting down his guard just a little. Max can’t hear him. He won’t hate the soft, tender words Charles speaks to him. He won’t snap at Charles for slowly tracing his cheekbone with his fingertip and arranging the blankets and clothes around Max so the Omega is comfortably buried in a little makeshift blanket. “My lion…you were so brave out there. So strong. I hope you’re well, I hope it wasn’t Jos who ruined this race for you—because your comeback was spectacular, Max.” Daring to lean in just a little closer, Charles closes his eyes, lips inches from Max’s cheek. “I hope one day, you’ll let me take care of you. And hold you. And be there for you, mon cœur.”

Charles has no idea that Max had woken up the moment he felt the Ferrari driver’s presence. In this early pre-heat stage, Max’s hormones have latched onto Charles as safety and comfort and home. Max’s inner Omega is crying out for this beautiful Monegasque angel who now spends so many nights in Max’s penthouse, sitting on Max’s couch as they play video games and watch movies and play drunk scrabble.

Max listens to every word that leaves Charles’s lips, body hot and cold as shock and hope and awe rush through his veins like the most potent wine. He feels heady and flushed and this time, it’s not from his pre-heat.

It’s from Charles. Charles is asking if he can take care of Max…when all Max has wanted is to take care of him. Yes, Max wants to cry out, yes, we can take care of each other. I’m not an Alpha and I know you deserve so much better but I…I adore you, Charlie. My schatje.

When Charles leans back, his warm berry scent moving as he begins to stand up, Max panics.

He thrusts out one hand and blindly grabs at Charles’s wrist. With his eyes squeezed shut, Max whispers out one word: “Stay.”

“Max?” Charles sounds startled…but not unhappy. “Are you awake, mon cœu—I mean, um. You’re awake.”

Max wants him to those French words again. The musical sounding words that make Max’s heart burst with joy.

“Please.” He presses his cheek against the soft blue blanket. “Please stay with me, Charlie.”

“But don’t you want something to eat or drink? Or maybe you’d like to sleep on the bed?”

“No. Just here. With you.”

“Oh…chéri…” He feels his Charlie move to lay beside Max.

As soon as he’s close enough, the Dutch Omega greedily grabs Charles by his itty bitty waist and tugs him into his arms. The blue blanket tangled around both of them as Charles lets out a soft gasp. The momentum carries his Charles right into Max’s chest and he’s never been altruistic.

Max latches onto him like a cactus. They’re both Omegas, both anomalies in the world of Motorsport. Two peas in a pod who have known one another since childhood. Max always thought that the universe made a mistake when he presented as an Omega but maybe…maybe if Max tries hard enough, if he proves himself worthy, then maybe Charles won’t care that Max is another Omega.

Maybe, if the stars align just right, Charles might one day want to kiss Max the way Max has longed to kiss him for decades.

Hi Anon 🍯🦡

Ohhh I knew this question would pop up at some point 🤭 tbh I think Maxiel is cute as hell and Daniel’s friendship and warmth was so integral to Max’s formative years in the paddock. Their dynamic is so funny and engaging and I think Max genuinely considered Daniel his friend, even outside of F1.

That being said—

I am a Lestappen truther and in my mind the Maxiel dynamic provides such delicious fodder for jealousy, misunderstandings, and a hyper possessive Charles who’ll go feral to claim his Maxie and make sure this dumb blue-eyed Dutchman knows that no one gets to kiss or touch Max except him!! 😡♥️

I actually can’t believe I haven’t included more of Daniel in my fics and drabbles?? 😭 Like the prospect of Max cheating on him with seductive Ferrari princess Charles is just deliciously toxic AND if you consider Max not wanting to hurt Danny so Charles takes it upon himself to homewreck that relationship to hell 😭🙈

But it could also be a sweet hurt/comfort AU where Max and Daniel get married and they’re blissfully happy with their newborn daughter and everything is roses…until Daniel gets into a car accident and dies. Max is inconsolable and grief stricken but knows he has to keep going for his and Daniel’s little girl. He honestly figures he’ll spend the rest of his life alone because Daniel was his one and only…right?

Enter Charles Leclerc. The young librarian who Max and Danny’s baby girl latches onto and simply won’t let go. Lovely, kind Charles who helps Max out when the frazzled dad is late picking up his daughter from the library’s story time hour and sees her sitting on a beautiful brunt’s lap, one tiny hand on an open storybook.

It’s a slow burn—a romance built on healing, trust, and new beginnings. Because the closer he and Charles become, the more light and beauty flood Max’s life until one day, he wakes up to see that everything is golden.

thinking how like ten years in the future they’ll be married and Lewis is still doing his little engineering job and living what looks like a peaceful civilian life

But we he gets asked at work what his wife does (as he very clearly always wears his ring and mentions he is married) he just goes “He’s in upper management :)”

it makes Nico sound very unassuming and also explains why the blond isn’t at every social event their work hosts (Nico gets caught up in missions and sometimes comes back home covered in blood just wanting his husband :( )

also other mafia bosses meeting/hearing of Lewis and being like “…that guy? Nico chose THAT GUY??”

I also think Lewis finding out for the first time being on accident would be fun, just like…finding a stray loaded gun in a drawer amongst like jewelry or lipsticks or maybe finding dried blood on clothes one too many times for it to be normal or something along those lines

-🌸

Hi 🌸 Anon!

Mafia Princess Nico AU: Part 1

Oh my god I love the “he’s in upper management” comment 😂😭 I just picture Lewis going to work every day (or working remotely whenever is princess is home 🥰) and getting asked about his weekend. Lewis is all:

“Oh, we had a family dinner.”

AKA: Elaborate masquerade ball filled to the brim with other mafioso families. Several high ranking enemies were poisoned. Alliances made. Acquisitions forcefully taken. Lewis got a midnight dance with Nico out in the hedge maze under the August moonlight 😍

“Ah, thanks for the cocktail hour invite but my wife’s coming back from a business trip and I want to prepare dinner.”

AKA: Nico had a tough 5 day mission in Hong Kong and called his hubby as soon as he was cleared because, “I miss my Alpha. I lost my favorite pair of heels and I have a bruise 🥺”. As soon as Lewis hears this he’s tearing up because his pretty baby works so hard and he deserves to be pampered and how dare anyone injure his princess so horribly??!

“I’ll be remote for the next two weeks. And my camera will be off for the following meetings. Work is going on around the house.”

AKA: Joint couple business trip! Lewis will be working remotely while Nico negotiates a very intense business deal with the Sicilian mob. Lewis has planned an adorable getaway into a hidden grotto to give Nico his Little Mermaid moment and he’s also arranged for a little lagoon picnic for the two of them 🥹

Just picture every morning Nico gets woken up with kisses from his husband and carried to the kitchen for breakfast. He sits on Lewis’s lap and feeds his Alpha bites of egg soufflé and freshly cut papaya before running to the kitchen (while Lewis watches his round little ass jiggle and shake in his semi-sheer night gown) to pick up the lunch their private chef prepared for Lewis but Nico insists on packing it in Lewis’s lunchbox ♥️

He kisses his hubby goodbye (just for a few hours!) and watches Lewis drive to work while a team of private bodyguards tail the Alpha in a discreet SUV like they do every morning. Nico then sips his espresso while logging onto the secure internal network to view his emails, mission reports, dashboards, and updates from his papa and their advisors.

He showers (using his Alpha’s body wash 😊) and does his skincare while joining a meeting with their shipping and antitrust attorney. He does his makeup while on a call with their accountants. He gets dressed while in a meeting with their IT team.

As he’s putting on the finishing touches of his outfit he calls up his PA and asks him to please purchase some more guava and passion fruit for Lewis and also call in the Cleaners because there’s an annoying bloodstain in Interrogation Cell #14.

He has an absolutely lovely time having lunch with his mama and papa while discussing real estate holdings, weapons dealing, and the latest rare art exports they’ve…acquired.

As soon as lunch ends he eagerly rushes to FaceTime his husband. Lewis looks so cute eating in his big glass office as he tells Nico all the latest gossip (including the newest cheating scandal and inter-departmental bickering). Nico loves it, it’s his favorite real life soap opera and hearing his Lew tell it just makes him giggle with excitement.

Imagine Nico walking into his latest meeting with two mob bosses (one from Albania, the other from Thailand) and they hear the heir of Keke Rosberg telling his husband how much he loves him and stay safe and if Lucinda from Quality Assurance keeps flirting with Lewis then Nico’s going to cut her brakes, watch her fall off the freeway, and then hold her hostage in a hidden ravine until she learns to keep her goddamn hands to her goddamn self 😡

Even cuter if this is their first time seeing Nico since his wedding and pretty much everyone thought the marriage was a farce because Nico Rosberg marrying a civilian engineer? Some random guy who works 9 to 5, can’t even shoot straight, is not even initiated into the Underground, has never had contact with any of the Seven Families, and he’s just…there.

The Albania mafia boss cannot fathom what Nico sees in this guy. Yeah, he’s good looking but he’s just…so useless?? He has no training, no skills, no experience. What the hell does he even do when he and Nico are together??!

“He’s my other half and if you make one more comment about Lewis then the rest of this knife will go through your leg.” Nico smiles.

And that’s when the Albanian mafia boss realizes there’s half a dagger buried in his thigh. Nico had done it so quickly and so stealthily he hadn’t realized until just now.

He yells in pain.

Nurses rush in.

Thai mafia guy quickly shoves a scone in his mouth and nods along furiously at whatever Nico says.

In the end, Nico gets everything he asks for. The Albanian mafia boss’s respect for Keke’s heir increases—even more than before.

Thai mafia guy asks Nico for the scone recipe. Apparently, it’s Lewis’s own creation.

The day ends with Nico changing his skirt and blouse (ugh, blood splatter) and asking his chauffeur to drop him off at Lewis’s office because he wants evening kisses and dinner at their favorite restaurant.

Lewis walks out looking so handsome in his charcoal gray suit while several subordinates circle him. But the second he sees Nico he breaks out in the widest smile and half-runs, half-jogs over to his wifey…

And almost trips over a nonexistent rock 😭

Nico’s lightening fast reflexes allow him to catch his Alpha despite Lewis being taller and broader. Everyone else is gaping as the petite blond holds up Lewis but our lovestruck Alpha just kisses his princess because it’s been a full 3.5 hours since he last saw his wife’s beautiful face 😫

Lewis waves goodbye to his dumbstruck coworkers and asks Nico about his day.

“Oh, the negotiations went so well! And Niran wants your raspberry and cream scone recipe.”

I can literally yap about this forever because Nico is all:

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Thanks nina!!!

Hi Anon! 🥰

You worded it perfectly! All Verstappens are madly in love with Charles while all Leclercs cherish and adore their Maxie ❤️💙

I also just realized I never compiled the Mom!Charles or Stepmom!Charles AUs so I'm going to do it here 🤗

F1 Driver Max x WAG Influencer Charles AU (aka, Baby Rens): Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Synopsis: Omegaverse. F1 world champion Max Verstappen walks into a Hermès store one day and meets sales associate Charles Leclerc...and falls in love at first sight. It's a whirlwind romance that's speculated on by the world but Max and Charles don't care—all they ever want is each other. And when they're blessed with a little miracle a few years later? Baby Rens quickly becomes the most beloved figure in the paddock 🥰

F1 Driver Max x Reporter Charles AU (feat. Mom!Charles and baby Ellie Leclerc): Part 1, Part 2

Synopsis: Omegaverse. Sweet single mama Charles Leclerc is an F1 reporter who suffers a little wardrobe malfunction while on live TV but is saved by 4-time F1 world champion Max Verstappen who graciously offers Charles his jacket. Charles thinks the Alpha is just being kind. After all, who would be interested in an old Omega like him? Especially now that he's a single mom with a busy career. He has no idea that the Red Bull champion has been smitten from the start—and now thinks they're courting...

Stepmom!Charles (feat. Dad!Max and Baby Lily): Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6

Synopsis: Omegaverse. Max becomes a father right as he and Charles are growing closer together. He thinks it's a pipe dream—the love of his life won't want anything to do with Max, not when he can't offer Charles the grand romance the Omega has always dreamed of. But still, Charles is always here. Rocking Lily to sleep, helping Max around the house, waking up together in the Omega's nest. He knows he shouldn't take advantage of Charles's time, but Max has always been greedy. (Charles wants to be mated, married, and a stepmama to Lily so badly the whole world can see it. Except Max.)

Third Party Babytrapping (feat. Dad!Max and teeny Chloe Verstappen): Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6

Synopsis: Omegaverse. During their tempestuous on again/off again relationship, Max goes and has a one night stand that results in the other Omega getting pregnant. Charles is devastated, Max is on his knees, and their love story is fractured.

Or is it? Because Max Verstappen has never walked away from his dreams—and Charles is his dream come true.

Soulmate AU (feat. Mom!Charles and Manon Leclerc): Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Synopsis: Omegaverse. When Max rescues Charles's daughter from a potentially fatal karting accident, the two quickly realize they're soulmates. The only problem? Max is convinced Charles is married...even though he's not.

Model Behavior AU (feat. Dad!Max and toddler Lily): Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Synopsis: Omegaverse. Supermodel Charles Leclerc engages in a game of cat and mouse with the much older billionaire Max Verstappen. Charles is manipulative and beautiful, Max is shrewd and handsome. In this play of hearts, who will get theirs broken first?

Aaaand pitching my own full-length fic below (on AO3):

what's mine is mine

Summary:

It’s really not ideal, the whole falling in love with your au pair thing. But Max and Charles have never been conventional.

So basically it was a Gabico au with Nico being an F1 driver and Gabi being a model. Gabi has had a crush on Nico since he was a teen and practically stalked him on insta by commenting and liking all his posts. So when Nico breaks up with his long term girlfriend, gabi doesnt hesitate to shoot a dm to Nico asking to hang out whenever he can.

Nico feels guilty for liking him because of the age gap but he eventually gives in. They start dating in secret and when Nico brings him to the paddock all the drivers are kinda weirded out because Gabi is very young, and is gorgeous. The drivers go up to Gabi whenever possible and ask him if he’s doing it for money or pure pressure and he gets mad to the point where he drops a photo dump of him as a kid having Nico posters and another one of all the dates Nico takes him on. He practically announces how Nico was the one who was ‘forced’ into the relationship and how much he loves Nico.

OR: nico sees one of the drivers flirting with Gabi because they don’t know he’s with Nico. It leads to Nico being possessive over him and leaves Gabi with love bites and wearing all his merch before the race even starts. Gabi, of course, gets put on camera during the broadcast and does a interview later saying he couldn’t wait to support his bf. And also Nico totally doenst hesitate to be really aggressive towards the driver during the race and manages to score his highest points of the season because of it.

OKAY thats it 😥feel free to edit the au anyway you want. i am just desperate for some Gabico dabbles lmao

Hi Anon 💚💚

Ohhh my goodness, I read this and my brain instantly went:

2016

[Image Description: Black and white photo of Nico smiling as he's photographed mid-stride walking to his team at Force India. He's holding his helmet in one hand while the other is raised to fist bump with his race engineer. The black and white photo emphasizes Nico's profile, highlighting his strong features, playful grin, and sharp jawline.]

hulkhulkenberg P7 in Australia! What a way to open the 2016 season with @/forceindia and @/schecoperez! Working to keep up the momentum with the best team. Thanks Melbourne 😉

gabrielbortoleto_ Amazing!! @/hulkhulkenberg Your hard work inspires me!! 😊

Gabi eagerly waits a few days, and then weeks, to see if maybe Nico might respond to him but...no notification ever comes. He knows it was silly to think an actual F1 driver might respond to some Brazilian teen's comments but Gabi knows himself and he knows what he feels.

There's something magnetic about Hulk. Not just his good looks (although he is incredibly handsome) or his humor (Gabi loves his sardonic wit) or even how down to earth he is (the way he pokes fun at his fellow drivers makes Gabi smile and not feel so alone when he carries his worn modeling book and wears thrifted clothes to his go-sees, hoping to book a job).

Everyone else can tell him he's just starstruck and yes, to some extent Gabi does realize his heart flutters because Nico is his favorite driver. Because his skill and precision and technique enable him to pull off feats with tractors that should be impossible.

Top 10 finishes and top 10 placements in the drivers' standings.

Gabi does admire him as a driver...

But is it so wrong to have a little crush on him too?

2017

[Image Description: A wide angle photo that shows Nico's engineers, mechanics, and Jérôme hugging the German driver tightly. One staff person carries Nico's helmet while everyone else is photographed mid-cheer, expressions of joy and disbelief on their faces as Cyril, the managing director of Renault, proudly flashes the P6 sign to the camera.]

hulkhulkenberg No words. P6 in Spain and it's all thanks to the hard work and dedication of everyone here at Renault, back at the factory, on track, at the pitwall, in the motorhome. You all made this drive possible and what a drive!! Still in awe, still in disbelief.

To the Renault fans who never gave up and continued supporting us through every crash and every heartache: This one's for you.

gabrielbortoleto_ The best drive I have seen. I watched this race in between outfit changes at my photoshoot. You are amazing @/hulkhulkenberg 💛 I really hope I get to meet you one day and tell you in person 💛

He quickly puts his phone down and buries his face in his pillow as he lets out a yelp of joy. He kicks his legs, unable to help himself as he squeezes his pillow and then rolls over, cheeks flushed as he glances at his phone.

P6 in Spain. Renault's highest finish since their 2016 return to F1.

He knew it.

He knew his Nico could do it.

2019

[Image Description: Nico, looking down, expression pensive and stern as he walks away from his smoking car.]

hulkhulkenberg Devastated. Could have been a P6 finish but there was nothing to do about the engine problems that arose so close to the finish. Bahrain is one of my favorite tracks and I know how many fans wanted to see us through to the end. We'll keep pushing and come back stronger.

f1 Amazing drive. Qualified P17, made up 11 places, and on track to P6. Even though mechanics made it difficult, this was a drive to watch @/hulkhulkenberg

gabrielbortoleto_ Hey @/f1 don't forget the only reason Hulk qualified P17 was because of an engine mapping issue. He didn't qualify P17 for no reason. And you should mention how amazing Nico's drive was even AFTER Ricciardo slid into him after Nico overtook him. Put that in your comment.

Gabi is so furious he could kick something.

That condescending comment from F1 infuriates him more than Nico's devastating end in the Bahrain GP. Because Gabi knows Nico wasn't at fault for the DNF, that he's a phenomenal, resourceful driver who will absolutely get his podium one day, and those overtakes that he did? That sharp, precise drive through the field?

Gabi can't believe F1 reduced it to "made up 11 places." What about "scything his way through the field" or "Nico Hulkenberg's brilliant charge"? They always talk like that about other drivers but never Nico!

It makes him hate F1 as much he loves it because in a just world, Nico Hulkenberg would have numerous podiums and the accolades to go along with it.

That doesn't matter, Gabi decides, because he is going to be at Nico's side when the German driver climbs onto the podium and cheers ring out through the crowd.

He's going to be there, behind the barriers, wearing Nico's hoodie and holding back tears as he claps for his boyfriend.

💚📸💚📸 💚📸💚📸 💚📸💚📸

From 2020 to 2022, Gabi's career skyrocketed to unprecedented degrees.

Paris Fashion Week.

Milan Fashion Week.

New York Fashion Week.

One right after the other, booked for show after show all because a photo of him posing on Nico Hulkenberg's old Renault race car went viral. Gabi bought tickets to the Goodwood Festival of Speed in 2019 and searched high and low for the only car he wanted to see:

Nico Hulkenberg's 2017 Renault race car. His friends had rolled their eyes but smiled and stood there for an hour taking photos of Gabi until they were ordered to move along.

He'd intended to keep those photos in his private gallery but after 2020 hit and everyone went into lockdown, Gabi needed some way to feel closer to Nico. To let him know he's not alone after Renault dropped him and he became a reserve driver for Aston Martin.

But more importantly, Gabi worried that Nico might find some young, beautiful model on Instagram and hook up with him or her during the pandemic.

So Gabi started posting some...risqué photos on his own page.

And those photos? The photos meant just for Nico?

They were the very ones that catapulted him to stardom.

He keeps posting photos, even after learning Nico's in a committed relationship and had just been intensely private with his girlfriend. Gabi wants to rail at how unfair it is—at first he was too young and now, he was too late 😭

His cousin asks why he doesn't just move on but how can Gabi explain that he feels...cosmically connected to Nico? That he can't give up just because his first and only crush has a girlfriend.

People break up all the time.

And Gabi? Well.

He can be patient.

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His patience gets rewarded at the 2023 Austrian Grand Prix when Nico tells a reporter he's single.

And Gabi doesn't hesitate to take grab his phone, post a photo of himself in nothing but a green silk mini dress, and then messages Nico without a second thought:

gabrielbortoleto_ P6 in the Sprint in wet conditions and an uncooperative car? I think I have a crush all over again 😉

He waits with baited breath, heart pounding in his throat as his younger self flashes before his eyes. The same young teen desperately wishing Force India driver Nico Hulkenberg would respond to his comment on Instagram.

Except this time...

hulkhulkenberg Thank you. I really don't know what to say because I feel like anything I type is going to sound ridiculous.

hulkhulkenberg You're extraordinarily pretty.

hulkhulkenberg ...That was awkward, wasn't it? Sorry. I don't know how this goes.

gabrielbortoleto_ How what goes?

hulkhulkenberg The Instagram talking?

gabrielbortoleto_ 🤭 you mean flirting?

hulkhulkenberg I didn't want to presume...

gabrielbortoleto_ Presume away 😌

hulkhulkenberg ...Now I really am at a loss for words. Except I'm hoping you didn't watch the full race on Sunday.

gabrielbortoleto_ I did.

hulkhulkenberg Ah.

Five minutes go by.

And then ten.

And then fifteen.

Gabi's eyes sting with tears when he realizes Nico isn't going to respond to him.

gabrielbortoleto_ Hello?

hulkhulkenberg ?

gabrielbortoleto_ Are you going to ignore me?

hulkhulkenberg I wasn't trying to ignore you. I just didn't know if you wanted to keep talking to me.

hulkhulkenberg Since you saw me DNF.

gabrielbortoleto_ That engine issue wasn't your fault!

gabrielbortoleto_ And if you ignore me again I'm going to spam your comments until you can't ignore me any longer!

hulkhulkenberg ...Are you pouting?

gabrielbortoleto_ What?

hulkhulkenberg I'm looking through your photos. You have a cute pout but a beautiful smile.

gabrielbortoleto_ Stop that.

hulkhulkenberg Stop what?

gabrielbortoleto_ Let me be mad at you.

hulkhulkenberg Can you be mad at me at dinner?

Gabi swears the world stops, for just a second.

gabrielbortoleto_ Are you asking me out?

hulkhulkenberg I am. But if you feel uncomfortable, please know you can always just block me. I promise, I won't be offended.

hulkhulkenberg I realize I'm "shooting my shot" here as the kids would say and I probably come off as a creepy old man. But I think you're beautiful, Gabriel. And I'd really like to have dinner with you.

gabrielbortoleto_ Call me Gabi, please.

gabrielbortoleto_ And my answer is yes.

thinking about a universe where alphas are the minority and was discriminated by society. they have to wear muzzles to prevent them attacking someone and the act of "buying" alphas are very common. this is kinda a dark au with freak4freak lestappen where omega charles visited an alpha detention center and when his eyes fell upon alpha max (who was there after going feral protecting his mother and sister from his father) and instantly went "him. i want him."

i just like to think max is so possessive of charles and charles likes his alpha being all feral for him (and he can walk max like a dog because max will do anything his pretty omega tell him to)

Bless you for resending Anon!! I am a sucker for the freak4freak Lestappen dynamic and combining this with a half-feral Max who’s so tall and dangerous and obsessed with his pretty Omega angel? I can already see the multi-chapter potential of this AU 🤩

Just picture Max, all broad chested with that thick neck, strong arms, and powerful thighs wearing nothing but a pair of worn gray joggers. Completely shirtless. Silver muzzle over the lower half of his face and held back with a leather strap. When Charles sees him at the detention center, he has one metal cuff around his left ankle, chaining him to the inside of his cell. Max is wild eyed, snarling and growling at the doctors in their white lab coats, holding clipboards and sneering down at him. He’s strong, ridiculously strong, especially in a world populated mainly by Betas and Omegas. An adult Alpha who’s been conditioned to fight (like Max has) is terrifying and menacing. A danger to society

The doctors who lead Charles inside the cell warn him to stay clear of Max—he’s a Level 16, one of the most dangerous Alphas they have at the facility.

Someone who literally took down another Alpha. His own father.

Max is pacing around the metal cell like a caged animal, with every step he takes the chain rattles and shakes, startling the nurses and some of the newer doctors. Max’s biceps bulge as his body tenses. He knows what these visits are for. Some rich Beta or Omega with too much time and too much money wants to buy a pet Alpha and parade them around at society parties like a goddamn clown.

Charles’ win in Silverstone got me (naturally) thinking about Lestappen (the podium we got robbed 💔💔), specifically Omega x Omega Lestappen.

Idk if you’ve ever written an AU with them before, but I picture: Omega!Max who was essentially pressured into becoming Alpha-like by Jos ever since he was a child. Jos was sure his son would be an Alpha because Omegas are weak and pathetic in his eyes, housewives who only exist to satisfy their Alpha’s needs. And then… Max presents. A cruel joke from fate.

Jos is furious. He lashes out at Sophie and forces suppressants onto Max since he was a child. Max, at such an impresionable age, internalizes all of these beliefs and starts hating the Omega parts of himself (a little like Unconventional Omega!Charles).

Charles, on the other hand, had a great support system, and a father who, although he reminded Charles to be careful around some of the boys and taught him to defend himself, never forced Charles to hide. So now that he is an adult, Charles is completely comfortable in his gender, disproving all of the people that said “omegas couldn’t make it into motorsports.”

And, well, he might have also developed feelings for a certain “Alpha” Dutchman, who he has been dropping hints for over a year now. He knows Omegas don’t need a mate to be complete, but Max isn’t a need, he’s a want. He thought Max felt the same! So why does he refuse to scent Charles? Or go into the Omega’s nest when they are alone in Charles’ apartment?

Meanwhile Max is panicking because (1) he feels the same and it adds another layer of self doubt (omega-omega or alpha-alpha relationships are extremely taboo) and (2) he has been desperately trying to hide his designation since he was TWELVE. There is no way Charles would still felt the same if he found out Max’s secret.

(Another long one, I’m so sorry!! This idea wouldn’t get out of my head once it entered)

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Hi 🐞 Anon!

Ohhh it's been a while (a year I think 😅) but there are a few Omega x Omega Lestappen drabbles posted! It's a little angsty, a lot fluffy, and just features Max showing Charles that it's okay to love another Omega and helping our Monegasque bby boy come out of his shell 🥹

→ Omega x Omega AU: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

But this AU?? It's soooo precious 😩😍 just a deeply insecure Max with severe self-hatred because being an Omega has always been the greatest impediment of his life:

Not only did it "ruin" his relationship with his father (Max is convinced Jos would have loved him if he'd presented as an Alpha), but now...now it's going to ruin everything with Charlie. His Charlie.

Luminous, passionate, sharp-tongued, ambitious and...the sunshine of Max's life.

The amount of nights he's laid away at night, praying, hoping, wishing on fallen stars that he might wake up an Alpha so he could officially court Charles.

If he were an Alpha, he wouldn't have to stuff himself full of suppressants until he physically couldn't anymore and spent 5-7 days suffering the most brutal heat known to man because Max couldn't risk anyone seeing him like that.

He couldn't risk his career, everything he and his dad worked for, Max couldn't just throw it all away.

Especially now, when his friendship with Charles is blooming and the Monegasque Omega no longer scowls at him or pretends like Max doesn't exist. Instead, Max suffers exquisite agony as Charles eagerly approaches him with a lunchbox in hand, asking if Max would like to eat with him because he's packed too much food and the Alpha is looking much too thin these days 🥺

"Please Maxie? Let me take care of you?" Charles asks with a tilt of his head and those irresistible doe green eyes.

Max says yes before his brain can even register what's going on.

Now, instead of reviewing telemetry or sitting in on meetings with Pierre Waché, Ben Waterhouse, and Andrea Landi, he's sitting in Charles's trailer, the Omega on his lap, feeding Max bites of fettuccine with creamy chicken ragù and basil. The lovely Omega is giggling as he wipes away a bit of sauce from the corner of Max's mouth, playfully asking if "his Maxie" always eats "like a caveman."

The only thing running through Max's mind is I'd like to eat you out all day every day but he can't say that because he's been sweating bullets all afternoon.

And if he makes one wrong move, his scent patch will come sliding off.

And Charles will be greeted by Max's natural scent. His natural, sweet Omega scent of vanilla bourbon, creamy chocolate, and decadent espresso.

Max wants to laugh at how he basically smells like walking tiramisu, as if his own body has decided that if he must smell like an Omega, then he'll smell like his Charlie's favorite dessert.

His heart is beating so fast Max thinks he might go into cardiac arrest when Charles leans in close, asking if Max's eyes have always been this blue...?

And Max tries to stand up, he tries to say he has a meeting with...someone...but his body feels heavy and slow, his limbs refusing to cooperate. It shouldn't happen—this shouldn't be possible because Omega-Omega relationships are taboo and wrong and unnatural. His dad said so, everyone said so.

His body shouldn't be reacting like this—it's not biologically feasible.

It's his clumsy, uncoordinated movements that result in him knocking off his own scent patch—

And like a dam bursting open, Max's rich, sweet scent fills the trailer so suddenly that it leaves both of them breathless.

Humiliation, panic, and blinding fear freezes Max in place as he sees his future (his heart, his life, his dream) shatter in front of his eyes.

But Charles?

Charles doesn't see any of that.

Instead, he smells vanilla and coffee and the yummiest chocolate scent in the world.

He smells a tiramisu so decadent and rich that it causes a gush of slick to soak through his panties and stain his skin tight white jeans.

Charles doesn't even hesitate before he throws his arms around Max's neck, snuggling against his Omega's broad chest with a happy purr. "My Maxie." He clings onto him. "Smells so good and perfect and all mine."

"Charlie..." Max's vocal cords are shot to hell—he can barely articulate words in his native tongue, let alone English. "Charlie—stop, you...I mean, I need to go and you—listen, this is...I mean—I...please. Please don't hate me. And please don't tell anyone."

The sudden, intense fright in Max's voice—one that causes him to cower away even as one hand tentatively rests on Charles's lower back—tells the Omega everything he needs to know.

He lifts his head up, the happy joy vanishing from his body.

"You hid this." He says quietly. Neither of them need to elaborate on what "this" refers to.

"I did. So I could race in F1." Max's head is bent, face red with humiliation. "I lied to you. To everyone."

"You did what you had to do." Charles doesn't defend Max's decision but he understands it—god, does he understand it. "And I will never hate you or begrudge you for that, Max."

"I'm not an Alpha." He can barely force the words past his lips but...

Charles deserves to know.

He deserves to slap Max and call him names and throw him out of his trailer.

Worthless.

Useless.

If I'd been an Alpha, then I could have had a chance with you.

But instead of feeling Charles's hand shoving him away, Max feels a soft warmth press against the center of his chest.

He opens his eyes—

To see Charles pressing the softest, sweetest kiss—right above his heart.

"I know." The Ferrari driver murmurs, lips brushing against the fabric of his shirt. "I don't mind."

"But—"

"Do you like me, Max?"

"I do." He replies instinctively—naturally—because liking Charles was never the problem. "I just don't...are we friends?"

Charles blinks up at him, looking very much like a startled kitten. "Yes." He finally says after a pause.

Max nods.

He thought so.

He shouldn't have gotten his hopes up.

Charles is kind. While he may not throw Max out of his trailer, he'd never...never date him either.

Why would he?

When Max can't love him the way an Omega should be loved.

Not when Max is the wrong designation.

Meanwhile, Charles:

He's holding back tears and hurt and heartbreak because Max clearly doesn't want anything romantic with Charles.

He's just someone who's uncomfortable with revealing his true designation and thought of Charles as a friend.

Max was likely getting so annoyed with how Charles was always flirting with him, clinging onto his arm, and acting like a pest.

The Monegasque Omega wants to slink away and cry in his nest but Max looks so shaken up after revealing his true designation that Charles manages to push aside his own pain to focus on Max.

To take care of Max.

Even if the other Omega never wants Charles, at least he can be there for Max as a friend.

maybe they're at university together, and they share a couple of classes where they are easily the top two students. and sure they're competitive about their grades but nico really admires how clever and determined the handsome alpha who maintains an academic scholarship and works long shifts in the campus café to pay his way is, while lewis has a soft spot for the pretty omega who takes the neatest notes and is always polite to him even though he's clearly rich and the other rich kids never bother to say please or thank you. nico goes to study in the café every day just so he can talk to lewis for two minutes, and lewis always gives him a free slice of cake with his coffee in an adorable replica of an alpha giving courting gifts to his chosen omega.

eventually, they begin dating, and everything is perfect. except for the fact that nico's overprotective father has a full security detail of extremely dangerous guards following him everywhere. lewis is so sweet that nico is convinced he would hate him if he knew what nico's family did for work, and so he's desperate to conceal his mafia connections. there's a lot of ducking into alleyways to avoid his guards and some very obvious attempts to distract lewis while he insists his security detail give him space, as well as surreptitious phone calls to his father who never stops worrying about him.

meanwhile, lewis quickly becomes suspicious of nico's behaviour. at first he assumes that nico avoids talking about his family even though he clearly loves them because he's ashamed of lewis and doesn't want his rich parents to know that he's dating a poor black alpha, but then he notices the sketchy looking guys always following nico, and he begins to worry that nico has some kind of stalker, maybe even a dangerous ex that lewis needs to protect him from.

and while all of this is happening nico's security detail would really like him to stop trying to ditch them because when he does they're the ones who get yelled at by protective mafia papa keke

Hi Anon ⛓💶🧳🔫

Mafia princess Nico Rosberg falling head over heels for the sincere, doting, and very trusting Alpha who treats Nico like he's an angel when in reality, our princess has been trained by Keke's best men and can easily take down half a dozen mobsters twice his size??

Inject this into my veins because I adore this, Anon!!! 🥰🥰🥰

Ohhh my god, just the mental image of Nico in his soft cashmere sweater, mini skirt, thigh high stockings, and cute platform heels walking into the cozy little coffee shop Lewis works at (imagine it's autumn, everything's golden, red brick buildings, quiet roads, leaves on the ground). His heart's thumping in his chest which makes no sense because Nico's pulse never gets above 75 bmp—even when he's cheerfully punching an enemy solider in the throat.

But when he sees Lewis? When he sees the handsome engineering student with his soft brown eyes, cafe apron, and a smile just for Nico? Oh our pampered mafia princess just melts. He loves when Lewis's face brightens and he impatiently rings up the next customer but as soon as they leave, his smile is back and he asks about Nico's day.

About his latest exam or if the purchase he was waiting for arrived or how his family's doing and oh, are those new earrings?

Because of course Lewis remembers everything Nico tells him.

Of course he notices every tiny change and detail about Nico, from the color of his new manicure to the little bruise he has on his forearm. Nico tells him he was a little clumsy and dropped something heavy there last week.

Lewis does not know the "something heavy" was a ten million euro painting that Nico was...repossessing for his papa.

"Does it still hurt? I mean, I'm sure it doesn't but if it does there's a med kit in the break room and I could um..." Lewis trails off, suddenly looking a little embarrassed.

But Nico—oh Nico is so head over heels, he's so utterly and completely charmed.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." He replies, not even caring that his voice sounds far too breathy and sweet for a seemingly "casual" conversation. "But maybe you could kiss it better?" He asks innocently.

Nico loves the way Lewis's head snaps up, the usually smooth and put together barista/student gaping at Nico with wide eyes and an expression that's so hopeful it makes the Omega giggle as excitement rushes through his veins.

"Are you...I mean, you're serious?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" He teases playfully.

"You're...Nico, I've only known you for five weeks but I think you're the most amazing, capable, brilliant and beautiful Omega I've ever seen. I think you could become the future Princess of Monaco." The Alpha is painfully sincere as he wears his heart on his sleeve. "I was...going to ask you out. With this."

Lewis ducks under the counter for a moment before standing up again, holding a medium sized container in his hand.

He opens it and Nico sees it, his favorite dessert in the whole world. The dessert he misses because no one can get it quite right and Nico has to wait until their next break to fly back to Germany and enjoy it.

Bienenstich—or "Bee Sting Cake" that's made with a brioche-like cake, rich vanilla cream, and topped with caramelized almonds and honey. It's sweet and pretty and decadent as can be.

Just like Nico.

"You made this for me, Lewis?" His bottom lip wobbles.

His beautiful Alpha looks embarrassed but he doesn't turn away. Instead, he places the container on the countertop and takes a deep breath, as if gathering his courage for something.

"Nico...I know this is a reach. Probably delusional that's fueling me—or lack of sleep." He lets out a rueful chuckle. "But would you...go on a date with me? Anytime you're free. I just...I like you, Nico. I like you so, so much."

The confession (declaration?) is simple, straightforward, and the most beautiful thing Nico has ever heard.

Our Omega princess has been searching for this feeling his whole life. The same kind of feeling his parents are bursting with, the kind of love that can never be bought—only freely given.

"Lewis...mein schatz, how could you ever think I would say anything except yes?" He blinks up at him, those teal-blue eyes shimmering with unshed tears before Lewis literally vaults over the countertop and is inches away from pulling Nico into the fiercest hug—

When he stops.

Nico frowns.

"Sorry, I should have asked—can I...?" Lewis trails off.

"You silly Alpha—yes! Now hug me and cuddle me like I've been hoping you would for the last five weeks!" He almost calls Lewis by his full name but figures he shouldn't scare the Alpha with how much he knows.

(Yes, Nico ran a full background check on Lewis—it was only done to confirm the Alpha was single but then Nico got nosy...and the more he read about Lewis the more his feelings for the Alpha bloomed. It was a snowball effect, a runaway train, and before Nico even realized it, he was visiting this coffee shop every chance he got, even on days when he had no time to spare.)

And when Lewis kisses Nico (because the Omega pouts up at him so prettily that no one—not even sweet, considerate Lewis—can resist), Nico swears this is sweeter than any Bienenstich and better than every single mission he's ever completed.

He's found him—

His Alpha.

His Lewis.

⛓⛓⛓ ♥️♥️♥️ ⛓⛓⛓

And in no time at all, Lewis is moving into Nico's lavish Manhattan penthouse on West 57th Street because Nico insists his boyfriend can't live so far away! Nico wants late night snuggle and early morning kisses and Lewis's famous soufflé pancakes he mentioned two weeks ago!

They walk down Fifth Avenue hand in hand while Nico buys his boyfriend a brand new wardrobe. All of Lewis's protests melt away when Nico tells him that he just wants to spoil and take care of his Alpha...the same way Lewis spoils and takes care of him 🥺

When his adorable boyfriend says that Nico deserves the world and one day, Lewis will prove himself worthy and buy his Omega the most beautiful things in the world? Nico is fighting back tears because Lewis has already given him the most beautiful thing in the world 😭

They renovate the kitchen, buy furniture (because Nico's penthouse is suspiciously bare), and have all their photos framed and mounted on the walls.

Lewis asks Nico if he has any family photos he'd like to hang up. He knows how much the Omega adores his mama and papa and there's plenty of space to add more frames to the wall.

And that's when Nico...panics.

Because how do you explain to your sweet, loving civilian boyfriend that your family runs one of the most feared crime syndicates in all of Western Europe and that Nico isn't just studying political science, economics, business administration, and law for the hell of it...

He's studying because in the near future, Nico will become head of the Rosberg Crime Dynasty and he, um, he still needs some time to get Lewis acclimated to the fact that his princess is a real life mafia heiress.

Nico initially planned to tell Lewis after he moved in but his boyfriend is just so precious. He's sunshine and joy and the best part of Nico's life. He can't sully that—he can't risk Lewis hating him or recoiling away from his touch or...or not wanting Nico anymore 😭🥺💔

He just needs a little more time to make Lewis fall head over heels in love and then, Nico vows, he'll tell him the truth.

...Except Nico has no idea Lewis is already so downbad he'd follow Nico to the ends of the earth and down to Tartarus as well 😭

Meanwhile, Keke and Sina:

"Why won't this boy make himself known!" Keke thunders, puffing aggressively on his cigar as his tall, elegant wife puts away an antique book in their enormous library. "For shame! An Alpha who doesn't come calling to ask for permission to court our princess."

"Oh hasi, do you really think that poor boy is the one holding the reins in that courtship?" She tucks the book back into place and walks over to her husband, who's still sitting and fuming behind his enormous rosewood desk. "From everything we've seen, Lewis Hamilton adores our baby so much he'd crawl over broken glass for him."

"As he should!" Keke's voice echoes through the cavernous library as he pounds one large fist on his writing desk. "The boy should be grateful our Nico even agreed to see him in the first place!"

"Well, Nico did make it rather difficult for Lewis not to see him...considering he tracked that poor boy everywhere around campus."

"And another thing! Where are the courtship gifts? The diamonds? The clothes? The—"

"Keke, my love, Nico can buy all those things himself. He doesn't want empty presents." He leans against his desk, arms crossed as she smiles at her mate. "Every Alpha who's come here on bended knee with a Rolls Royce of gifts has been turned away without a second thought."

"They needed to be." Keke tries to argue. "None of them were good enough for our princess—"

"Exactly. So why don't you give Nico's choice of Alpha a chance, hm?"

Keke considers this, puffing away on his cigar. "The boy's a civilian."

"He is." Sina replies fluidly, reacing out one hand to fix her husband's bow tie. "He is a civilian with a clever mind and a bright future. An asset to the organization in the future—and someone who will love Nico until his last breath." Her smooth voice does not change in volume but the weight of her words could move mountains.

Keke concedes. "He will."

She smiles. "You stubborn old dog." She easily slots herself on his lap, playfully tapping the bridge of his nose. "Making your own life harder."

"Ah, but I have an angel of wisdom by my side don't I, lieblingsmensch?"

Sina laughs, clear as a bell.

I just wanted to say that I absolutely love your fics ❤️

Hi @bnwmochi ♥️

Ohhh thank you so much 🥹 I always love writing these little drabbles & snippets and it makes me so happy when I see others enjoying these slightly unhinged ramblings too 🙈🤗

And if I haven’t chatted with you before—welcome to the blog and this chaotic little corner of the internet! 💖

More rambling and posts to come! 💕

x,

hope you‘re having a good summer :)

(resubmitting this because I still can‘t stop thinking about the trophy omega!au 🏆anon came up with - sorry it got so long)

It is set in 2023 which we all know was Max season. Yet even then he didn‘t win all the races. As our precious lestappen pointed out this year: „anything can happen and it usually does“

So here are my thoughts:

Max didn‘t win 3 races (Jeddah, Baku and Singapore) and Imola was cancelled. But what if it wasn‘t and he didn‘t win that either? A driver of your choice won it. So we have this situation where Max already got Charles to revert back to his usual self with either also winning Jeddah and/or Baku or having talked to Checo and Checo just listening to what Max told him because he really doesn‘t care for the whole trophy omega thing since he has his omega and kids at home and knowing RB if it comes down to it they will tell him to let Max take the win for the wdc anyway. But now we‘re at Imola and surprisingly enough neither RBR driver won. But someone else. Someone quite traditional. Who thinks Omegas should not really be seen or heard but are good fucks and good for looking pretty when displayed and generally just really traditional.

Max tries talking to the them but they don‘t listen. They want Charles. But imagine their surprise when they enter the winners suit and instead of finding a docile little omega like they expected they get this omega who acts like a menace and who doesn‘t just surrender and bow. And how can that be? So afterwards they file a complaint with the FIA and when the next race break rolls around Charles gets disciplined and then the stuff in the second part you wrote happens.

And when Max goes to war against the FIA regarding them hurting his precious Charlie, his omega, he finds that tidbit of information and while he can‘t risk shunting whoever into the wall as long as Charles is not securely his, all bets are off as soon as that isn‘t a problem anymore.

Or it actually could be Carlos at the Singapore GP. He won and he always wanted to have a beautiful docile omega. Also he really doesn’t like Max and how he has won pretty much every race this season. So he doesn’t give a flying fuck about what Max wants to tell him about the omega who awaits him and actually he thinks Max should just shut the fuck up and get lost. So now he is met with Charles. Charles who has been brought out of his shell and training by Max for basically half a year by then. So he is the exact opposite of what Carlos expected and wanted. As soon as possible afterwards he complains to the FIA. The FIA listens and decides to punish Charles. But in order to do so properly they need to wait until the next race break. Which just happens to be after Suzuka. Suzuka where Max won and held Charles through the night as Charles cried about Jules and how Charles wanted to race and win for Jules right there in Suzuka. So that would line your second piece up with Max winning the championship. Imagine the fury: Max fresh from winning the WDC and that‘s when your second piece is happening. Afterwards Max doesn‘t care anymore. He won the wdc and Charles is rightfully his. He will hunt the fia down. He will hunt Carlos down. Nothing will change the outcome of the season anymore. And then our favourite Alpha goes to war.

Love your drabbles 😍

Hi @snufflet ♥️

Trophy Omega AU: Part 1, Part 2

Timeline: 2023

I'm so sorry for how long it's taken me to answer this ask!! 😭

But this prompt @snufflet?? Ohhh did you deliver! 🙌🥲🐂 This aligns so perfectly with the 2023 season where Max won every single race and the ones he didn't win were won by Checo.....who has zero interest in sleeping with a Trophy Omega since he's happily married and just wants to go home to his wife.

But Singapore.....Singapore is where everything changes and Mad Max claws his way to the surface with a fire and fury the F1 paddock has not seen in years. Because anyone who dares to hurt his Charlie—whether that be an aggressive fan, another F1 driver, or the goddamn FIA itself—they will face the wrath of the Red Bull champion.

Because every tear Charles cries, every desperate plea he utters—that is a mark of vengeance Max will exact.

♥️🏆💙 ♥️🏆💙 ♥️🏆💙

And then there's Charles.

Our Trophy Omega who has been so carefully loved and cared for by Max that he is no longer the broken, docile, empty-eyed Omega who obeyed his captors and did as he was told. It's been seven months since Max stormed into his life and told Charles to slap him, curse him, or scream at him—but he should never, ever get down on his knees for Max.

Not unless he wants to.

Because Max doesn't want obedience. He wants the bright-eyed, passionate, vivacious Omega karter who angrily shoved Max to the side after losing a race and told him, point blank, that "you were good for this one race, but I will win again next week."

Before flouncing off with a pout and a flip of his hair.

When Charles began to realize that Max would rather have Charles scratch, claw, and bite at him then meekly whimper out "yes, Alpha" and "no, Alpha", he slowly began to regain the confidence that had been beaten down by the FIA and all its scheming executives.

For the last seven months, Charles Leclerc has been Max Verstappen's doted and pampered Omega who no longer slept with anyone except Max. Charles's sterile cell back at the FIA headquarters was a distant memory because Max managed renegotiate terms after he won race after race after race.

Charles was whisked away to his Alpha's penthouse where, for the first time in years, he got to do exactly as he pleased without asking for permission or fearing rebuke and punishment. He got to cuddle with his Alpha for as long as he wanted, he was fed bites of sweet mango while he cuddled on the couch with Jimmy and Sassy, he could spend lazy summer days aboard the Unleash the Lion, he could sim race Max until one of them got frustrated and grabbed the other for kisses and.....something a little dirtier than just kisses 🤭

In the span of seven months, Charles began to remember who he was before the contract he signed stole his life away.

And somehow, the FIA thinks that he'll revert back to that simpering, docile Omega he was before Max?

Before he met his Alpha and was showered with devotion, care, and the kind of love that made Charles remember just how strong and beautiful he actually was?

There was no way, absolutely no way, he was going to lay on his back and let anyone have their way with him.

So when Carlos strolls into the penthouse suite expecting to see pretty little Charles Leclerc kneeling on the enormous California King bed in nothing but a skimpy bra and panties, he's in the for the surprise of a lifetime.

Because Charles is standing by the foot of the bed, wrapped up in an ugly oversized bathrobe that is blue and slightly faded and smells disgusting.

Like the scent of another Alpha.

"What in god's name are you wearing?" Carlos snaps. He knows there are a million other questions he needs to address first but this—this atrocity needs to be burned and buried right here and now.

He expects the Omega to fall to his knees and apologize, to tell him there was a mix-up. That he can make Alpha feel better, that he can be so, so good for Alpha.

Instead, the green-eyed brat crosses his arms and lift his chin. "This is my Max's bathrobe. I chose this." He looks Carlos directly in the eye. "And I will not be taking it off."

Carlos scoffs. "What kind of game are you playing at Omega?"

"Don't call me that. My name is Charles." The Omega snaps back icily.

Like he had any right to.

Carlos stares at him for a moment before taking one step closer.

Charles does not flinch.

"Get down on your knees."

The brunet's eyes shine with defiance. "No."

"Kneel. Now."

"The only time I will ever kneel is if I want to. Not because I was ordered to. And the only Alpha I will ever kneel for is my Max. Because he would never command me to."

"So Verstappen's the one who's spoiled you rotten?" Carlos muses, slightly surprised that the Dutch driver has indulged this deficient Omega to such a degree. "Has that race-obssessed virgin never slept with another Omega?" He tilts his head. "Or have you somehow convinced him that your cunt is worth all this trouble?"

"I'm not inclined to talk about my personal life with you." He smiles at Carlos, sickly sweet. "So you can take the spare bedroom and we'll spend this night in solitude."

Carlos barks out a laugh. "You really think you can get away with this? With defying me? Defying the FIA?"

"We'll see, won't we?" Charles refuses to allow the fear to take hold. He's not fighting alone anymore—he has Max.

And Max has claimed Charles as his.

Right as Charles is about to order Carlos to get out of the bedroom, the Alpha tries to grab his shoulder—

But the Omega is quicker.

He picks up the nearest candlestick holder and slams the shining bronze artifact on Carlos's wrist.

Hard.

The Alpha lets out a low, pained growl as he jerks back, one hand cradling his injured wrist. "Why you little—"

"Touch me again and I'll stab this candlestick holder through your eye." Charles snarls, looking less like an Omega and more like a furious, enraged Alpha.

The sight alone turns Carlos off—the ugly bathrobe, the cold mannerism, the bratty behavior.

It all disgusts him.

"You know," he hisses, wrist throbbing in pain, "you'll get the punishment of a lifetime once I relay all this to the FIA."

"Go ahead." The brat snaps. "I'm not afraid."

"Why? Because Verstappen's fucked you a few times?"

"No. Because I am not an object to be owned and if the FIA tries, I'll go to every news and media outlet in the world and tell them everything."

"No one will believe you."

"Maybe not." Charles clutches at the bronze candlestick holder. "But they'll believe a 2-time F1 world champion."

"Ha!" Carlos throws his head back and laughs. "You really think Verstappen is going to protect you? That he's going to risk his career for an Omega whore?"

"I am not a whore." He repeats the word his Maxie had whispered against his throat night after night, cradling Charles close like he was something rare and precious. "And Max will. I know he will. He loves me and I love him. And no one is going to keep us apart for any longer."

Carlos actually rolls his eyes at the declaration. "You're delusional." He shakes his head. "A pretty, delusional Omega. What a waste."

"If I'm such a waste then you'll turn around and get the fuck out."

"And you're a vulgar thing too." Carlos's lip curls in disgust. "Why Verstappen would even entertain you for as long as he has is a mystery. Enjoy your last moments of freedom." He picks his helmet back up. "Because once the FIA learns this, you'll be kept in a padded cell for the rest of your life."

Charles exhales, slow and careful once he hears the front door click shut.

He knows the FIA will hurt him for this act of defiance.

They'll punish him and beat him and...likely worse.

But for the first time in what feels like forever, Charles holds his head high and refuses to cower.

He is loved, he is protected, and he knows his Max will fight the FIA for him.

He'll fight—and he will win.

let's imagine that for some reason charles and max get into a stupid fight. it's nothing serious, maybe max had to cancel their wednesday afternoon coffee date because he had an urgent last minute meeting (and he thoroughly made up for it later too) but charles is a spoiled diva so he pouts and frowns and refuses to "talk" to max which means he refers to max in the third person around the house when he wants to talk to him.

it's all in jest they both know this and later that night lily is playing with her toys on the living room rug, max is sitting with her and charles is on the couch when max picks lily up and into his lap and says, "lily, it seems your cha is very very upset with your papa and refuses to talk to him. what should papa do?"

lily of course has been noticing. she has noticed that papa and cha haven't been cuddling as much today which is a very significant change.

charles scoffs at max's statement and says, "well lily you can tell your papa that if he can't make time for a cup of coffee during the day then maybe i should leave and come back when he has time."

so then lily turns to her papa and says, "papa, if cha leaves then i will go with him."

there's 5 whole seconds of silence after that declaration. and then, charles bursts out laughing while max looks at his daughter with a frankly surprised look on his face. sure, they both knew how much the girl adores charles but this much????

cue a sad and pouty alpha moaning about how his little girl doesn't love him anymore and lily hugging her papa and reassuring him that "no papa i do love you it's just that—it's...um...cha help meeeeee." and once charles has stopped laughing he also joins the cuddle pile on the floor and joins lily in pressing kisses all over max's face while reassuring him that both of them love him very much

Hi Anon 🙊

Model Behavior AU: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Itty bitty Lily Verstappen trying to tell her papa that the best way to keep Cha forever is if papa gets down on one knee and proposes! Like in the movies! But it comes out all wrong and she's a little embarrassed because she loves her papa with all her heart but she also loves her Cha too! So why can't she love them together? Like a mommy and daddy?

Lily pouting and looking utterly adorable with those big blue eyes, ruddy cheeks, and chubby hands that press against her papa's stubbly jaw. The three of them are all cuddled together on the floor, Cha wrapped around papa's side while Lily lays on top of them.

She already has one hand pressed against papa's cheek.

So she reaches out her other hand and pats Cha's cheek, trying to see where he hides his dimples.

With a determined little frown, she huffs and says: "Papa and Cha need to stay together."

Charles giggles and Lily excitedly watches as the dimples appear on either side of his face. She squeals excitedly and reaches for Cha's dimple, laughing when Cha presses kisses against the palm of her tiny hand.

All the while Max is watching, heart so full of love for his Omega and their precious baby girl that he knows he can't wait any longer. He and Charles have been playing the game for far too long, toying with one another while his sweet boy pretends to go home to that useless "boyfriend" of his.

Max knows Charles doesn't go home to the other Alpha. He knows that Charles returns to an empty penthouse or sometimes goes to the office to review the daily reports of his highly anticipated skin and hair care brand.

A brand Charles has just revealed the name of:

Lys-Perceval

Named after his little Lily-flower and Charles's own middle name.

Once Max heard this, he knew it was only a matter of time before Charles Leclerc became Charles Verstappen.

"Stay for dinner with us, Charlie." Max rumbles, leaning over to brush a wayward lock of hair from the Omega's forehead.

Big doe eyes blink up at him. "But..." He hesitates.

Max knows why.

Tonight is his anniversary with the "boyfriend."

A streak of dark, filthy possessiveness cuts through Max.

He's done playing nice.

"We insist." He turns to his baby girl. "Don't we, Lily?"

"Yes, Cha! Dinner! Stay with us for dinner!" She claps happily. "We can play princess and pick flowers and read Cendrillon!" Two pairs of sapphire blue eyes glance hopefully at Charles. "Stay, Cha?"

Max watches his pretty boy fold in real time as the Omega sits up to cuddle Lily and promise to stay.

The Alpha easily sweeps the two of them into his arms, cradling Charles against his chest. "There now," he murmurs, "was that so hard?"

"You don't play fair." Charles presses his mouth against Max's neck to muffle the words. "Cheater."

"That's what you are, love." He chuckles.

"Maybe you should make an honest Omega out of me." He feels his Omega's sharp teeth nip at his jugular.

His hand tightens around Charles's waist, thick fingers digging into the soft tanned skin, half exposed by the young model's petal pink crop top. Prada, of course.

Little Lily, who'd been playing with Charles's gold and pearl necklace, suddenly peeks up at her papa and Cha with a curious expression. Her tiny fists closes around one of the shiny pearls and she tugs.

Cha immediately turns to her. "What's wrong, ma fée?" He coos, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Lily's head.

She doesn't let go of the necklace. "Cha...can I have a necklace like this too?"

Max laughs.

His princess could never resist anything shiny or sparkly.

Charles laughs too as he takes in Lily's mesmerized expression. "You'll have to ask your papa, won't you? Since he bought me this necklace?"

"No, papa!" Lily suddenly wails, startling both Max and Charles. "You can't buy Cha necklaces!" She despairs. "Weddings only happen with rings!"

Lily then glares up at her father. Even with her round cheeks and angelic features, she is still a Verstappen.

And Max recognizes his own disgruntled expression reflected up at him as Lily pouts and whines and finally, face plants into Charles's chest with a disappointed oomph!

Well, the Alpha decides, as he watches Charles soothe their daughter, that settles it.

The cuck has got to go—and an announcement needs to be made.

Hi loves! I've decided to compile the Unconventional Omega Charles prompts into a single fic on AO3 for easier viewing 🤗

All future updates will be made concurrently on Tumblr and AO3 so please feel free to take a peek (or re-read 🙊) and enjoy!

x,

Nina