Here I will be posting my sketches and chapters, as well as mixing them a bit with my thoughts.
You can call me Averi/Avi. You can write to me about anything, and I also accept any prompts/requests! Any ships, any plots.
My fanfics!
Mon petit tigre 1/? Lestappen
A hybrid AU where Max has more than one beast inside him and can't figure himself out. At the same time, Charles, having become a victim of misunderstanding, tries to build something more between them, while Max can't allow himself to have it.
Petit Omegaverse Collection 5/? Lestappen Landoscar
A collection of short vignettes for capturing ideas, with the aim of later turning them into full-fledged stories. The collection grows as ideas come to me. It is also open to requests — you can write to me. (all ships, not only Lestappen or Landoscar)
Cicada’s Song 1/? Lestappen
Max and Charles are two omegas bound not just by deep affection, but by love. Unfortunately, Max's experience with the opposite sex was too traumatic for him, and he found protection in Charles. But over time, Charles's inner self begins to change into the very thing Max fears — becoming an alpha.
NLS obsession 5/? Ao3 | Here 8/?
A collection of fanfics about NLS. Various pairings, various genres. A post collection and also a page on AO3. Requests are open.
Petit F1 collection Here 6/?
A collection of fanfics about f1 without omegaverse. Various pairings, various genres. A post collection and also a page on AO3. Requests are open.
Streamer Max Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Lestappen
Several parts of vignettes in an AU where Max didn't become a driver, but still didn't leave the sport. He became a streamer and also started doing analysis of Grands Prix. Charles became one of those anonymous fans and donors.
Your touch is my life Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Lestappen, Max & Kimi, Landoscar, Mb someone else later
Another short vignette featuring the concept of losing senses, like sight, hearing, until you are touched by someone who feels love for you.
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I started writing this at 2 AM because my timezone is now very different from the European one. Just a little draft, because why are they like this. I would be glad to hear your opinion.
Max/ Jules/ Dani | ~1k
Race verporn
Max: I saw the interview and thought I'd lost my clothes. But they look better on @/firstgay 😎
Dani: 😏 /link to an Instagram post with a scrolling video of Jules doing push-ups/
Max: oh, wow
Max: I'd lie under him so his dick would enter me with every rep
/incoming video call/
Max licked his lips, immediately pressing the answer button, while his teeth sank into his lower lip. He was already on the bed in his hotel room, his hair wet from champagne, and the trophy lying next to him, not yet unloved enough to be thrown off. But it was already forgotten, because his dick was pressing against his unusually tight jeans — he'd gotten out of the habit of skinny fits — and his hand was working the buttons of his shirt open.
At first there was nothing, until the picture loaded. And oh fuck. Max reflexively arched his hips, exhaling softly and letting out a whine. It was Jules, yes. Full-length in their hotel room with that soft lighting, and with an erection, fuck, still in his fireproof underwear, with a wet spot and his name clearly visible a little further down. He was already naked, nothing on his light, almost hairless body, revealing the chest he'd wanted to lick since the video.
Dani's hand reached forward, pressing on the bulge, clearly squeezing, while Jules threw his head back heavily, moaning hoarsely, the microphone barely picking up the sound. But Max heard it; he'd stopped breathing, just watching. Greedily, hungrily, while his dick continued to pulse painfully, and his hole clenched around emptiness. A hoarse inhale — he was afraid to look away, not even thinking about moving, just watching Jules as if his life depended on it.
The picture shifted: Dani stood up, moving closer, so that Jules watched him from under his lashes, still with his head thrown back, baring his throat, thick, clean, unmarked. As if hearing his thoughts, Dani put his hand there, stroking it, but immediately moving down to squeeze his chest. Max moaned.
"Show yourself, now," Dani's voice was hoarse, unusually slow with a thick accent that sent a cascade of goosebumps down Max's body.
He obeyed. The camera switched, showing him pulling down the zipper with a trembling hand, pulling off his jeans with a high moan as his dick was freed. Dani hummed in satisfaction, waiting. Max knew he was watching, that they were both watching him now, even if he couldn't feel them inside him today. His hand squeezed his bulge, exactly the way Dani had done, drawing an almost synchronous moan. His body arched again, but this time harder, until it cracked — he wouldn't last long.
"Baby, continue; our princess wants to see where you'd like to take his dick," Max looked up, not even realizing when he'd habitually started to hide his gaze again.
With a quiet whimper, he pushed his underwear and pants down just enough to spread his legs, which he did, and in response, a muffled praise came from Jules. He froze, while a blush flooded him up to his chest. It made him act bolder, more open, even if it felt wrong when he wanted them right now, next to him, inside him. Fuck.
"Fuck, baby, you're so good for us. Would you let us lick you? I would so love to taste you again right now," Jules's voice grew louder; Max looked at the screen again and squeaked, immediately closing his eyes: Jules and Dani were sitting opposite each other, their dicks in Dani's hand, and all they had on was Max's lowered underwear, absolutely wet and dirty.
As if entranced, he watched as the sinewy, strong palm moved up and down, squeezing particularly hard at the base, the way Dani loved most. Even now, Max could feel how it would be when his fingers squeezed like that, so that he could only whimper into Jules's mouth while his dick was buried deep inside him.
"Yes… yes, yes, please," Max licked his lips, exhaling long and slow, as his own hand squeezed and made a few experimental strokes. "I want you, fuck, I want to feel full, please."
Dani stopped, squeezing their dicks together, making Jules hiss, but he didn't pull away, because he wasn't okay. None of them were.
"You would like that. We'd make you lie there while I completed the whole workout," Dani began licking Jules's neck, leaving especially strong marks, making him break into a moan, to which Max responded with a quiet whimper, but Jules continued. "I'd fuck you at that pace until you cried, until you begged for more and fell apart."
Max moved his hand, slowly, the same way they were doing it. He wanted to lower his hand, to fill himself, but he couldn't; he wanted to watch, even if they weren't there, he couldn't stop watching them.
His hands squeezed the phone so hard it creaked; Dani shifted to a faster pace, licking the pale chest, where even in the shadow, the marks looked bright red, so that the desire to lick them became physically uncomfortable. Max wanted more.
"Shh, baby," Dani laughed, hearing Max's dissatisfied noise. "Maybe you could use that trophy you have? I think it would fit perfectly inside you."
Max froze, then pressed the phone to his chest so quickly that a distinct thud was heard, as his hands covered his face and his chest heaved too hard. His eyes found it on their own — the one that had been the subject of so much online discussion. He tensed, thinking about replacing Jules or Dani with it.
A hoarse laugh mixed with heavy breathing was heard. Max, still red, too embarrassed, brought the phone back so only his lower half was visible.
They were flushed, sweat running down their shoulders, as Jules thrust into their joined hands, pulling Dani into a hungry kiss. It was too much, because he wasn't there, couldn't be there.
Absently, he yanked at his bag, quickly pulling out a bottle of lube that Dani had tossed him with a sly look and some comment he couldn't even remember. But now it didn't matter: the thick, cold liquid spilled just below his groin, immediately staining his underwear.
"Baby, put the phone down so we can see, come on, little one."
Max bent over, sitting so that his flushed face with that hungry, wet gaze was now clearly visible — the one that always made them fuck him until none of them could move.
"Maxi, prepare yourself; we'll be there tomorrow," Max closed his eyes; he already wanted to, he wanted it now.
But the desire to be obedient was stronger. He wanted to be good, to hear Dani and Jules approve of him, as his finger gathered the lube and entered immediately to the knuckle. A sigh was heard, and Max began to move. Pushing in and out, so that he almost immediately added a second finger, feeling more pressure.
"I would finish on that, so I could take you both right away, fill myself with hot dick so it reached my throat," Max didn't see, but he heard their moan almost turn into something more hoarse, growling, too good.
A third finger, and he didn't hold back, immediately finding his prostate and starting to pound in. Slowly, with a drag, the way they always did it to make it better. His body trembled, responding to every noise and feeling someone, when Dani would squeeze his hair, tilting his head back for a kiss, to swallow everything as he would impale himself on his dick, while he would stretch him so much that he would see stars.
Max came with a loud moan, trying to fuck himself through his orgasm, but quickly giving up to watch Dani bring them to the end, as semen stained their hands and torsos. They kissed, again; a hand automatically reached out for Max, but no longer found him.
"Tomorrow. Fuck, tomorrow I'll take you both at once."
I started writing this at 2 AM because my timezone is now very different from the European one. Just a little draft, because why are they like this. I would be glad to hear your opinion.
Max/ Jules/ Dani | ~1k
Race verporn
Max: I saw the interview and thought I'd lost my clothes. But they look better on @/firstgay 😎
Dani: 😏 /link to an Instagram post with a scrolling video of Jules doing push-ups/
Max: oh, wow
Max: I'd lie under him so his dick would enter me with every rep
/incoming video call/
Max licked his lips, immediately pressing the answer button, while his teeth sank into his lower lip. He was already on the bed in his hotel room, his hair wet from champagne, and the trophy lying next to him, not yet unloved enough to be thrown off. But it was already forgotten, because his dick was pressing against his unusually tight jeans — he'd gotten out of the habit of skinny fits — and his hand was working the buttons of his shirt open.
At first there was nothing, until the picture loaded. And oh fuck. Max reflexively arched his hips, exhaling softly and letting out a whine. It was Jules, yes. Full-length in their hotel room with that soft lighting, and with an erection, fuck, still in his fireproof underwear, with a wet spot and his name clearly visible a little further down. He was already naked, nothing on his light, almost hairless body, revealing the chest he'd wanted to lick since the video.
Dani's hand reached forward, pressing on the bulge, clearly squeezing, while Jules threw his head back heavily, moaning hoarsely, the microphone barely picking up the sound. But Max heard it; he'd stopped breathing, just watching. Greedily, hungrily, while his dick continued to pulse painfully, and his hole clenched around emptiness. A hoarse inhale — he was afraid to look away, not even thinking about moving, just watching Jules as if his life depended on it.
The picture shifted: Dani stood up, moving closer, so that Jules watched him from under his lashes, still with his head thrown back, baring his throat, thick, clean, unmarked. As if hearing his thoughts, Dani put his hand there, stroking it, but immediately moving down to squeeze his chest. Max moaned.
"Show yourself, now," Dani's voice was hoarse, unusually slow with a thick accent that sent a cascade of goosebumps down Max's body.
He obeyed. The camera switched, showing him pulling down the zipper with a trembling hand, pulling off his jeans with a high moan as his dick was freed. Dani hummed in satisfaction, waiting. Max knew he was watching, that they were both watching him now, even if he couldn't feel them inside him today. His hand squeezed his bulge, exactly the way Dani had done, drawing an almost synchronous moan. His body arched again, but this time harder, until it cracked — he wouldn't last long.
"Baby, continue; our princess wants to see where you'd like to take his dick," Max looked up, not even realizing when he'd habitually started to hide his gaze again.
With a quiet whimper, he pushed his underwear and pants down just enough to spread his legs, which he did, and in response, a muffled praise came from Jules. He froze, while a blush flooded him up to his chest. It made him act bolder, more open, even if it felt wrong when he wanted them right now, next to him, inside him. Fuck.
"Fuck, baby, you're so good for us. Would you let us lick you? I would so love to taste you again right now," Jules's voice grew louder; Max looked at the screen again and squeaked, immediately closing his eyes: Jules and Dani were sitting opposite each other, their dicks in Dani's hand, and all they had on was Max's lowered underwear, absolutely wet and dirty.
As if entranced, he watched as the sinewy, strong palm moved up and down, squeezing particularly hard at the base, the way Dani loved most. Even now, Max could feel how it would be when his fingers squeezed like that, so that he could only whimper into Jules's mouth while his dick was buried deep inside him.
"Yes… yes, yes, please," Max licked his lips, exhaling long and slow, as his own hand squeezed and made a few experimental strokes. "I want you, fuck, I want to feel full, please."
Dani stopped, squeezing their dicks together, making Jules hiss, but he didn't pull away, because he wasn't okay. None of them were.
"You would like that. We'd make you lie there while I completed the whole workout," Dani began licking Jules's neck, leaving especially strong marks, making him break into a moan, to which Max responded with a quiet whimper, but Jules continued. "I'd fuck you at that pace until you cried, until you begged for more and fell apart."
Max moved his hand, slowly, the same way they were doing it. He wanted to lower his hand, to fill himself, but he couldn't; he wanted to watch, even if they weren't there, he couldn't stop watching them.
His hands squeezed the phone so hard it creaked; Dani shifted to a faster pace, licking the pale chest, where even in the shadow, the marks looked bright red, so that the desire to lick them became physically uncomfortable. Max wanted more.
"Shh, baby," Dani laughed, hearing Max's dissatisfied noise. "Maybe you could use that trophy you have? I think it would fit perfectly inside you."
Max froze, then pressed the phone to his chest so quickly that a distinct thud was heard, as his hands covered his face and his chest heaved too hard. His eyes found it on their own — the one that had been the subject of so much online discussion. He tensed, thinking about replacing Jules or Dani with it.
A hoarse laugh mixed with heavy breathing was heard. Max, still red, too embarrassed, brought the phone back so only his lower half was visible.
They were flushed, sweat running down their shoulders, as Jules thrust into their joined hands, pulling Dani into a hungry kiss. It was too much, because he wasn't there, couldn't be there.
Absently, he yanked at his bag, quickly pulling out a bottle of lube that Dani had tossed him with a sly look and some comment he couldn't even remember. But now it didn't matter: the thick, cold liquid spilled just below his groin, immediately staining his underwear.
"Baby, put the phone down so we can see, come on, little one."
Max bent over, sitting so that his flushed face with that hungry, wet gaze was now clearly visible — the one that always made them fuck him until none of them could move.
"Maxi, prepare yourself; we'll be there tomorrow," Max closed his eyes; he already wanted to, he wanted it now.
But the desire to be obedient was stronger. He wanted to be good, to hear Dani and Jules approve of him, as his finger gathered the lube and entered immediately to the knuckle. A sigh was heard, and Max began to move. Pushing in and out, so that he almost immediately added a second finger, feeling more pressure.
"I would finish on that, so I could take you both right away, fill myself with hot dick so it reached my throat," Max didn't see, but he heard their moan almost turn into something more hoarse, growling, too good.
A third finger, and he didn't hold back, immediately finding his prostate and starting to pound in. Slowly, with a drag, the way they always did it to make it better. His body trembled, responding to every noise and feeling someone, when Dani would squeeze his hair, tilting his head back for a kiss, to swallow everything as he would impale himself on his dick, while he would stretch him so much that he would see stars.
Max came with a loud moan, trying to fuck himself through his orgasm, but quickly giving up to watch Dani bring them to the end, as semen stained their hands and torsos. They kissed, again; a hand automatically reached out for Max, but no longer found him.
"Tomorrow. Fuck, tomorrow I'll take you both at once."
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Okay, okay. Important question. I'm just curious (maybe more than just curious). We have a trophy — obviously it's going to be in Max, yes. But. BUT. Will this be Lestappen or Vertonelli?
You might have read my Vertonelli fanfic. Close, but unreachable. But I haven't updated it since my problems started. Now I've changed the description (it's no longer a oneshot), added relationships and tags (Lestappen in the background). I already have a rough idea of the plot I want to finish. One chapter is being edited, two are plotted out.
Today, after Kimi's win, I feel tempted to write that smut right now. But honestly, I'm barely holding myself together. I'm tired of being sick — I want to have the energy for something already😔😔
Your love for GT3 polycule makes my day 🥹 Any thoughts on how they comfort each other?
💞💞 thx
I don't think I have any original thoughts on this, but here's what's in my head, and it might be different from your vision, because it's just how I like to see them.
Let's start with puppy Lully. I have to say… to me, he really is like a little puppy. You know how they do it — they change the atmosphere just by walking into a room, and they climb into your hands because they love you unconditionally. Lully just reaches under their hands, stays close, and does slow yapping — while the hand naturally reaches out to pet him, and the stress melts away.
Then Max. He would try to please each person in exactly the way they like it — while also making light jokes and encouraging them, lifting the team spirit. At the same time, he'd be extremely careful with their feelings. He would unconditionally do anything to make them happy, even if it affected his own comfort. But not in a bad way, he'd do it and enjoy it, because they are happy
In my humble opinion, Jules is quite tactile? I mean — it seems like he reaches out to people. So I think he would comfort through touch. Pulling someone closer, offering support through clasped hands (hello, puppy Lully), hugs, and simple touches.
I think he could do it in different ways — stroking someone, keeping his hand on someone as a marker: 'I'm here, I'm close, I support you' — or patting someone like a spirited horse (I think Max definitely has a physical connection to patting and something celebratory, like a win).
As for Dani — I think he'd joke around, but at some point, he'd go completely silent. He'd quietly take responsibility and just take care of everyone. Bringing things to cheer them up, helping solve problems, etc. Just a person doing everything to lift the weight off his loved ones — through actions, doing as much as possible, almost fussing. Until someone stops him, so he can slow down and just be with them
Listen, I actually think that an omega's pheromones and slick are a very important factor for a team's successful performance. I mean…look at their joint performances? They're always successful together at 133%.
I believe that a key component is aromatherapy with Max's omega scent and also the consumption of Max's omega slick.
The only downside is that it sometimes has too strong an effect — and they forget to register tires. But that's a different issue.
So yes, I think they should, first, have him close to them more often; and second, please him as much as possible so the scent and slick are produced in greater quantity 😁
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I just want to talk about how I love the Verstappen Racing pack for a hundred hours without a break. They make me feel things. Just let's talk about them and only them, please
Okay, just…we all understand that this kind of good luck usually comes after a gangbang, right? I mean — Dani and Jules asked to lift the curse, and now Jules has Max's fireproof and pole.
I mean — we don't know what Dani and Max wear... but you feel those vibes too, don't you?
At least, if they don't win — they definitely had a good night
What — you're telling me they took pole and Jules is showing up in Max's clothes. I... I... I think I've lost all coherent thoughts and — I don't know? Be kind to me — I don't know what I want more
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Important question — my birthday is coming up soon (the 22nd). So I thought — maybe I could treat both myself and you to a little oneshot? If I have enough energy, of course.
But is there anything you'd particularly be interested in seeing?
