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LAST UPDATE: G1 • March 23rd
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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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I love him so much 😂❤️ He’s so real for that, because honestly, same!
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 😭
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
Lestappen • vampire!AU • enemies to lovers • slow burn wip • 1890's • sexual tension
🥀🥀🥀🥀 read on ao3 • spoiler 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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Every single time