Breathe You In (Like a Vapor)

"I'm not so drunk that I don't know what I'm asking you," Max said. Charles swallowed the lump in his throat. "Me either." "So, is that a yes?" "Are you sure about this?" Charles asked instead, laughing unbelievably and shaking his head. "This is not something we do, mate." "It could be something we do," Max said, grinning at him. His fingers flexed on Charles' hip, and it did something weird to Charles' brain. When he looked back on this moment later, he would blame Max's big hand on his hip for what he did next. Because for some reason... Charles kissed him. He wasn't sure why. OR: the self-indulgent story of how Charles and Max fell in love over winter break 2022, in a classic Enemies to Friends With Benefits to Lovers fic that nobody asked for.

Take My Hand (Now and Forever)

Daniel took an interest in him back when they were teammates and, for some reason, wasn’t kicking him out of his house now. Even though it was late and they had nothing to talk about. 

Because Max had no reason to be there.

“Shame you’re leaving in the morning,” Daniel said, breaking Max out of his thoughts.

“Why’s that?”

“I was going to hike up in the mountains tomorrow morning. It would be nice to smoke you on the trails just like I’m going to do on the track.”

And, like, Daniel was just filling the air. Because he knew how to talk to people and knew how to fill the silence, but for some reason, Max found himself saying: “I could push my flight.”

And, just, what?!  OR: The slow burn, Max and Daniel origin story set in pre-season 2021 that nobody asked for, and how I think post-race Abu Dhabi should have gone down. Viva la Maxiel.

I’ll Be Right Beside You

Max stared at Charles’ closed eyes and how they twitched in his sleep. Objectively, Max knew that Charles was probably the most beautiful man he had ever seen. But… this was Charles.

Charles Leclerc.

Big, cry-baby Charles.

Sauber #2 driver Charles.

When did he decide that Charles The Driver would become Charles The Boyfriend?

He wishes he could remember.

OR: The self-indulgent Amnesia AU that nobody asked for. This is my love story to Charles Leclerc, thank you for coming along. Warning: this fic may break you.

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No spaces, and press Enter. Works on apps and browsers. It's so easy. It's DAMN TOO EASY. Imagine writers, I know it's too hard to think while you're writing your 10k post about Max Verstappen eating your pussy! I truly understand. But please consider this. Please?! For everyone's sanity.

Also FFS, why do you feel the need to tag EVERY. SINGLE. DRIVER. when you write about pegging Daniel Ricciardo? Like, why? I get it that you think you've written a masterpiece about eating Pierre's ass. I really understand. I've had my thoughts about Christian's everything really! And who of us hasn't wanted to write essays about biting Maxy's thights. I get it. I would never kink shame. But putting it in all tags is soo annoying. Come on.

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