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by sixteendreams

@adutchlover

I write fics, incorrect quotes
and questionable things
ally • she/her • 🇧🇷 read on AO3
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max I dont care about hamilton but I wonder about Charles

This is so funny because when I read “I don’t care “ I said I bet this is not what he would say if they asked about Charles and then he literally mentioned Charles he’s literally saying I don’t care about a 7 word champion or anyone I just care about Charles 😭😂😂.

How many times people asked Lestappen about something entirely different and they somehow make it about each other?

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📢 a simple word

(it's more like Charles' style and Max's style but whatever)

Max: actually teaches baby Oscar how to swim, holds him in the water and reassures that he won’t let go of him

Charles: threw him off his yacht into the sea with “He has my monegasque genes, he will survive”

the way the light hits his eyes in this makes it seem like his pupils have turned into little hearts

he might be so happy that there are actual hearts in his eyes for ferrari right now 😭

Charles: I think I could push an RB.
Max: You drive with dry tires in the rain with Ferrari. I think the RB would be the least of your problems.
[Silence. Everyone else stares, mouths open.]
Max: Oh… I did it again, didn’t I?
Charles: [pouting, getting up and walking away] Incroyable. Ridicule. Toujours la même chose. Je ne sais même pas comment je sors avec cet idiot…
Max: Fuck.
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me: embarrassed that i wasn’t very normal about the lestappen battle, after all it’s just two professional drivers doing their literal job 

max verstappen: hello gp i would just like to report that CHARLES HAS A BROKEN FRONT WING yes today i had FUN RACING CHARLES yes i think we need to analyse the LAST FEW LAPS WHERE I RACED CHARLES 

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Sink your teeth | chapter 5 (peace) is out!

Lestappen • vampire!AU • enemies to lovers • slow burn wip • 1890's • sexual tension

🥀🥀🥀🥀 read on ao3spoiler below!

Angrily, he frowns. “I’m doing exactly what you said.”

“You are not.” Charles cocks his head, watching like a cat watching prey. There’s something calculating in his gaze, something that analyzes Max as if he could take him apart piece by piece. “You’re giving them an opening—” He gestures vaguely with his hand, as if choosing the right words, before continuing, unhurriedly, “Your spine is vulnerable. They’d break your ribs and rip out your heart like it was nothing .”

The way he says it isn't a threat, but it's not a warning either. It's just a fact. Raw and direct.

“That makes you an easy target,” it sounds like an accusation now, “So no, you are not doing what I said.”

"I. Am."

"You. Are. Not."

Max feels the frustration growing. The heat. The fatigue. His breathing becomes heavy. He grits his teeth in irritation.

“Then show me!”

He holds out the dagger to Charles. The vampire looks down at the blade with an almost performative boredom. But when he looks back at Max, something in his face closes—a brief trace of disgust, of annoyance. Does he even look hurt?

It doesn't last long. Within seconds, he's already regained his usual expression, lascivious and mocking as he points out:

“The vervain.”

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Reporter: lovely battle with max in the end. he won it but great racing to see

charles: yeah, i mean, he was faster at that point. we were struggling a little bit with everything but yeah, it was nice! did not last as long as i would’ve liked but it was fun!

Cr:@V3RLEC on twitter!

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