#xiaoluclair

MAX VERSTAPPEN & CHARLES LECLERC ㅡ *squeeze* *pat* *pat pat*

you: ah, i am sorry i do not have those😚

me: how dARE--

let's try............. car?

okay i have a lot of “car” mentions in my lestappen wip so here you go

Thinking of Max had become intrinsically fundamental for Charles’ sanity. Infact, it could be argued that the mere thought of being next to Max lately, feeling his big strong arm around his waist as they took photos for the qualifying session or for the podium propelled Charles to fight harder than his car was allowing him to. Let it  be known, however, that Charles wanted nothing more than to beat Max, that’s how it had been their entire lives and that is how it would always be. Max’s encouragement was like music to his ears and the thoughts of that night in Austin was still etched deep in Charles’ soul. The feeling of being in Max’s arms again—safe and loved—was like a drug; a drug he wanted to be hooked on forever. He wanted nothing more than to have that again; to feel his plush pink lips on his skin—every inch of it and not just his forehead. He wanted, no, he needed it like he needed air.

That’s why he was suffocating. There was a  crippling pressure in his lungs as he helplessly watched Max kiss his girlfriend, languid and slow. The way his hand was gently running through her hair as the other hand held her waist, his broad strong body pinning her against the back wall of the club. Charles watched from the balcony, grinding his teeth as hot tears blinded his eyes and his fingers dug deep into the soft flesh of his palm. The ugly green feeling blooming in his chest was unbearable and wanted nothing more than to rip his heart out. Better yet, he wanted nothing more than to drag her trim body, yanking her by the hair away, from Max. His Max.

Mine

9. a fic that made you cry? I could see for miles (and miles) by TheNorthRemembers. i felt choked up and needed to take breaks several times throughout this. it's A Lot!!!!

(this is supposed to go to @thetwelfthcrow)

my reaction upon reading this was literally. huh, oh. oh

oh!

but yes of course! classical teacher x student, alex makes yuki feel safe after being dropped into the big f1 and its high expectations. yuki struggles, has to learn to get to know the car, makes mistakes, is aggressive. and then, then rb decides to put alex as his teacher. alex the tall, goofy lil' guy who unfortunately doesn't have a seat but he's so smart, and so nice, polite and yet knowledgable. he's such an animal lover and has a keen eye. but he's mostly just this idiot that doesn't seem to take things too seriously, and yet he does.

and then yuki. the new guy. alex may be bitter at first - why can you offer him a seat but not me? - but as he gets to know yuki, it gets better. it helps him some. he learns to accept his new role as sim tester and reserve driver and everything and yuki is right there so eager to learn and try everything. he's aggressive, wants to prove himself, doesn't want to struggle. and alex simply puts an arm on his shoulder and yuki knows, i got this.

and then there's also a mild role to pierre, someone who also teaches yuki a lot but isn't His Teacher the way alex is. and suddenly, pierre bothers alex. not because of pierre, but alex sees how pierre touches and jokes and dances around with yuki, gets arguably a lot more time with yuki off track, off hours. and it frustrates alex. because when he and yuki are together, yuki looks at him like he's the only guy in the world. but when pierre is there, yuki is distracted. stuck between the two of them. pierre never makes a move on yuki though, so when alex does (after looong pining, you can fit a slow burn in one year), yuki knows who to choose.

but then... the transfer to williams. everyone knew it was gonna come, alex is far too talented to be left without a seat. red bull was helping him (almost) every way they could. alex tells yuki as one of the first few. yuki is torn - no more alex at his disposal whenever he wanted, but also soo happy for him to have a seat again. to be racing. they struggle, at first, but they make do. they're stronger than that.

1. mv1/eo31

2. dr3/cl16

3. ln4/pg10

# 4. you/me 👀

im sorry this is so late!!!

also did you pick these out of a hat

mv1/eo31

I read one (1) amazing fic with them (+daniel) and it kinda opened my eyes to the possibility, but apart from that I'm solidly in the mehhh camp. No strong feelings about it tbh.

dr3/cl16

amazing showstopping spectacular. amazing dynamic and all the vegas lore is literally life changing. it's maybe the aesthetics of it all? neon lights and strobes and hangover mornings on balconies. both realising they're not the one for each other but existing at the same time in this liminal space.

ln4/pg10

literally never crossed my mind until this moment, but yeah, I can see it?? I think the dynamic could be amazing since they both have this really prickly mean side? would love to see them as teammates 👀

you/me

CHARLES LECLERC & MAX VERSTAPPEN ㅡ post race donuts

MAX VERSTAPPEN ㅡ "i'm happy with the chance they've given to me, and i will try to make the most of it and, uh. we'll see where it ends up."