#lecciardo

Versainz: baby’s first situationship (literally pentaltyboxbox’s art is my versainz thesis. “Ay, Max, no. I am not gay and neither are you” 🤨) teammates who weren’t supposed to like each other reluctantly becoming friends and then being intricately connected for the rest of their careers. But totally not in a gay way. Of course.

Chestappen: repressed catholic and some guy who needs dilf pussy so bad he wants to kill himself (this is deeply important to me)

Strollonso: Brat princess Lance. Heros and anti-heroes. I’m on the dark side. Tell Lance not to worry I just want to build a gap with the cars behind. You’re my fucking hero.

Carlando: Baby’s first situationship pt.2?? Lando with a massive crush, first real boyfriend Carlos….i need there to be angst. Lando fell first AND harder, etc.

Britcedes/Gewis: George fumbling all over himself trying to impress Lewis, Lewis just thinking he’s cute no matter what. It’s the coolest man alive/weird little freak he’s obsessed with pairing of my dreams. George: this is my boyfriend he’s cooler than me and also he’s cooler than all of you.

Maxiel: first love married divorced remarried pining missing something that maybe was never there will they won’t they one big game of gay chicken healing from baby’s first situationship etc etc etc (I adore them)

Dando: trying to find solace in another, longing for someone you can’t get back, subversion of expected dynamics (controversial: I fully believe Lando tops in this one). But also. They need to have one brain cell. Lando blabbing on about god knows what. Daniel sweating and popping a vein bc of how much he needs to kiss him.

Twinklaren/Landoscar: third time’s the charm, oh you’re the one I’ve been waiting for, tender glances, young love, first teammate crush syndrome

Danterri: we had something weird in the past. “Find another weed guy I can’t fuck with you…uhhhmm nothing personal I can’t fall in love right now and youre Everything I love so if I ever see you again I’ll never let go of your hand sooo yeah” (we’ve all seen that one web weaving.) Are you dating the female version of me?

Lecciardo: WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED IN VEGAS. Charles needs dick from a guy with unstoppable charisma soooooo bad. Fueling each other’s impulsive sides, etc etc

Sebchal: baby’s first situationship (Charles’ version) (from the vault) I miss you so much I’m going to listen to breakup songs all night long. I still think of you every day. I named you twice in a list of drivers. You may even kiss. If it was the omegaverse Seb is so obviously an alpha.

Brocedes: if it doesn’t make me physically sick to my stomach with anguish I do not want it. I hope you die I hope we both die. Hand in unlovable hand. I still consider him my best friend in my heart. We’re not friends. Are they lovers? Worse.

Chewis (Charles/Lewis. I recognise this is also the name for Checo/Lewis. What is the Charles/Lewis name?) me and the bad bitch I pulled by being in violation of that one article section. You know the post. They suffer together. Kinship in joint pain. You’ve got a long future ahead of you. Praise kink.

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i've been working on this since october and it's still not done, but i'm almost at 3k (i’m very slow i know) so i thought i would post a little preview because i'm too excited tbh

the whole fic is essentially centered around a poly relationship between charles, daniel, lando and the reader, but this part only contains charles and daniel (chaniel? or lecciardo?) as they're just impatient little shits

so enjoy (hopefully) these almost 500 words of my lightweight brainrot (the heavy parts come later hehe) and don't hesitate to give me any feedback (my inbox is open for any thoughts and requests), it would be much appreciated, thank youu for reading!<33

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“Na-uh,” he murmured and grabbed Charles by his waist, pulling him back and into his embrace. Charles was slightly taken aback by Daniel’s sudden actions, but not in a bad way. His heart skipped a beat at the closeness of his partner that he has been yearning so long for. Daniel’s left hand rested on Charles’ back firmly holding him against his chest, while his right hand snaked its way onto Charles’ neck, his thumb slowly stroking the Monegasque’s flushed cheek.

“You’re not going anywhere, I’ve missed you too much for that,” Daniel said in a hushed voice laced with need.

“I’ve missed you, too, Dan,” Charles replied slightly shyly and smiled, fondness visible in the way he looked at the Australian. He hooked his hands behind Daniel’s neck and run his fingers through the hair on the back of his head. When their lips finally met after weeks, Charles felt like his heart was going to explode and Daniel was buzzing with happiness. You watched them have their little moment, engulfed in their kiss, and pouted a little at the sight. You loved seeing your boys be so happy and in love. It would certainly be nice to join them, but instead you went to sit on the couch to give them some space; you’re going to have plenty of opportunities to shower them both in affection later. Daniel just happened to snatch Charles faster than you, which did not surprise you considering being fast was what he did for a living.

Even though you left to sit down, you were not immune to their smooching; the open kitchen was connected to the living room and you had a nice view of them from your spot. Charles moved his right hand from Daniel’s neck to his bicep, gently squeezing the muscle, which had him weak in the knees. Thankfully, Daniel was still supporting him with a hand around his waist, holding him as close as possible. His tongue traced Charles’ lower lip and then bit it and sucked on it a little bit, which made Charles moan. Their kiss became more heated and Daniel started to move slowly, pushing Charles’ back against the kitchen countertop. “Up,” Daniel huffed huskily and Charles obliged. With the help of his partner’s arm, he lifted himself on the countertop and parted his legs wide so Daniel could fit in. He leaned back into Daniel to kiss him again, gently caressing his cheeks. Daniel rubbed Charles’ bare thighs, since he was only in his boxers, slowly moving up to his waist and under his shirt, to explore all of that skin he’s been craving. Charles scooted closer to Daniel and hugged his torso with his legs, pressing his semi-hard cock to Danny’s stomach.

Danchal? Chaniel? Lecciardo?

Charles jumps, immediately cupping his pec as if to shield it from any future attacks. Daniel only grins at the reaction.

"Aw mate, you still have it?" He says, all bright and more curious than surprised. "Thought you'd've taken it out by now and have it healed. I'm almost touched."

Charles merely shrugs. "I like the way it looks."

Daniel hums. "Yeah, no, I getcha there."

He smooths his hands down his shirt, and if you weren't actually looking, if you weren't truly privy to the lines of this conversation, you wouldn't have seen anything remiss. Wouldn't have noticed it. But Charles notices the too sharp bumps, identical to the one he has on his own thin shirt, and musters every mental capacity he has not to spontaneously combust at the images that crawl into his head.

Flashing lights, too many drinks, stumbling into a piercing shop together and chucking his shirt off because it was too hot and finding himself on the operating chair after Daniel had goaded him into doing something stupid again. The sharp, almost dull pain of a needle on the left side of his chest, opposite to Daniel's right one.

"Say," Daniel slides an arm around Charles, steering him to the nearest exit and out of his memories. "We should go again sometime, book another trip, just you and me this time. Finish the set together."

Charles chews on the inside of his cheek. "I don't know..."

"C'mon Charles," and Daniel's tongue rolls his name into a sh sound, "for old time's sake. Do a washed up driver a favor, eh? I took care of you last time, didn't I? It'll be just the same." He winks.

Charles doesn't think about how Daniel had taken care of him last time. He doesn't. Instead, he thinks of an interview Daniel had done a long while ago: I got along pretty well with Charles. He's vulnerable to peer pressure so it's fun. And Charles thinks, and says:

charles/daniel / teen / 5.8k | read here