#geochal

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Geochal but they're (not) low-key obsessed with max? Like, they're together and are proudly so but max being the max he is (soft blonde hair, blue eyed, skinny waist, thick thighs, sensitive max), is the anomaly here. An anomaly in a way that both are secure in their relationship but an oblivious max verstappen makes them both feel things they don't want to acknowledge. Also I really want the past karting scene to be brought out here, like George liking Charles ever since they were just karting, bringing in the lestappen rivalry etc. I really need a fanfic about this rn!!

Random but max canonically used emoticons like

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Because he thinks it's cute and why tf not?

Thoughts? Opinions? Prayers?

Lovely anon,

Hm, hm. I've never really been one for Geochal, but I can definitely see the appeal, especially after you pointed this out. Also, them being high-key (ha!) obsessed with Max would be so on brand... because, really, who isn't?

I'll give you my own little spin on it. So, Geochal obsessed with Max, yes? While already established, with maybe an established Vertonelli thrown into the mix as well? Two couples finding themselves weirdly attracted to each other, even if it's like, hey, our relationship is secure, we love each other deeply... but why not expand it a little? Have some fun? And then, bam! A delicious foursome.

You can probably tell 'The Invite' is speaking through me, but yes, I can absolutely picture it. Even though the movie turned out to be something I didn't expect in the end. (Spoilers ahead!) It's about more than just two couples wanting to try something new in their relationship- it turns out some things simply can't be saved...

NOW WAIT RIGHT THERE. BARE WITH ME OKAY???

Geochal but they're (not) low-key obsessed with max? Like, they're together and are proudly so but max being the max he is (soft blonde hair, blue eyed, skinny waist, thick thighs, sensitive max), is the anomaly here. An anomaly in a way that both are secure in their relationship but an oblivious max verstappen makes them both feel things they don't want to acknowledge. Also I really want the past karting scene to be brought out here, like George liking Charles ever since they were just karting, bringing in the lestappen rivalry etc. I really need a fanfic about this rn!!

Your thoughts?

You really had me at the first line 💀🙏

Okay okay, I see your vision👀 established geochal with hidden simping for an oblivious max who's just existing beside them, yet somehow making them crash out for more than one reason.

On one hand they are satisfied and content with their relationship! They are in love and they care for each other, george having been taken with charles since the beginning even when he was busy pushing max off the track, but it took some time for charles to get on the same page, letting himself be loved like that. They get into a stable relationship through F1 seasons, as they wanted to focus on chasing their dreams first, being a driver their first priority.

It took time and effort to build what they have, to be stable and secure in their relationship—which is why the sudden (which was not sudden at all) infatuation with Max is throwing a wench in everything they believe in. And its the first time in a while they are keeping it to themselves, even though they have learned well enough from the past that only proper communication is the way to resolve things—but this time they are slightly terrified, because they know its not just attraction to the redbull driver but so much more. And if its more, then what does that mean for them?

George pushing back against Max more harshly than before, the guilt making him act slightly more vicious than he ever means to. Charles trying to distance himself from Max, but gets pulled into his orbit one way or the other. And poor Max, he is confused beyond limit, oblivious to the dark stares that stays on his body, to the momentarily possessive touches trailing his waist, or his arms, to the push and pull, to the harshness and unfamiliar softness alternating day by day.

Alex and Carlos notice it, their best friends losing their shit, trying too hard in their relationship which is good as it is, but almost ruining it instead—they just need to fuck Max together. And the unintentional confusion and hurt they are causing to each other, to themselves, and to Max. Of course Max doesn't take it lying down, he pisses off George just as much, if not more. Its harder to ignore Charles when he is probably the only one who can listen to him yap for more than a few minutes–but he sure tries! He is more feral, on the track mostly, and a bit off the track.

Everything goes to shit, when George and Charles end up pushing Max against the wall during their one many arguments and kiss the living fuck out of him. On separate occasions. They avoid each other, they avoid Max, who is now in a terrible shape—the burden and shame engulfing him quietly. (Most of the grid knows of their relationship) Cue unnecessary, frustrating ansgt, pining, and yearning. And so MUCH OF GUILT. Finally, Alex and Carlos, unable to see their friends sabotaging a good relationship for something that just needs a bit of talking, take matters in their own hand, and hammer some sense into them.

They talk, awkwardly, worried, a bit angry, but they talk. It takes them a whole night, everything, every shameful thought vomiting out of their mouth, every secret finally laid bare. Charles confesses he wants it to be a throuple, but he is worried George hates Max too much for it to go past just fucking. George admits he was immature, acting out against Max because of the new feelings that threatened everything he had built for himself. After 2 weeks of discussion and at least 15 ppts on work relationship, polygamy, how to communicate, and healthy way to process emotions (and so much more, Charles grieves internally)—they approach Max. Mainly to apologise, as reluctantly as they did, (and it went to shit the first time, and the second—), and while Max also let it go just as reluctantly, he was wary of them and kept his distance. It took a lot more time to convince Max for a throuple, with him trying to run away from every uncomfortable conversation they brought in front of him. Then George grabbed his neck and shut him up with a kiss, and then Charles pulled him into his lap—and finally, their messy but perfect relationship got somewhere.

Its much more chaotic, being throuple, all of them have completely different relationship with each other—it takes them time to navigate all of it together. Sometimes ugly emotions arise, insecurities, jealousy, anger... but since they genuinely love each other, they'd rather talk shit out than even consider leaving.

Ooh!! Also!! It'd be so obvious that George and Max would have hate-ish sex, and Charles and Max would be more on the gentler side. BUT ITS COMPLETELY OPPOSITE. When George fucks him, he is gentle, and careful, every word that comes out of his lips are praises and assurance. His touches are soft, his kisses feather light, George banishes any doubt Max might have about the Brit's sincerity (even if they argue the most on the daily). While Charles fucks him NASTY. He is rough and possessive, marking him up, making him take it, hands pinned on the bed, his fingerprints branded on Max's wrists and waist. Charles makes him cry and scream in pleasure, while George makes him cry, pushing into him slowly, coaxing many orgasms out of his dutch boy with sweet words. When they all are together, its mixture of everything! They are all kinky, but they don't sleep without making sure they know how much love exists between them.

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