A kind of imagination
😍😍😍😍😍
📢 a simple word
(it's more like Charles' style and Max's style but whatever)
📢 a simple word
(it's more like Charles' style and Max's style but whatever)
BREAKING: MAX VERSTAPPEN EMPTIES GROCERY STORE JUICE BOX AISLE
Formula 1 superstar Max Verstappen was seen at a local grocery store today, making an unexpected pit stop—not for tires, but for juice boxes. Eyewitnesses report that the four-time world champion swiftly cleared the entire aisle, filling his cart to the brim.
Speculation is already swirling—Is Verstappen stocking up for a post-race celebration, or dropping hints about a new sponsorship deal? Stay tuned for the latest updates on this developing story.
This is so cuteeeee
lestappen as tumblr posts part 1 (part 2)
(i've posted this on tiktok, sharing it here too)
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”
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”
lestappen as tumblr posts part 2 (part 1)
(i've posted this on tiktok, sharing it here too)
Quotes 🤓
max x charles, E, 6.5k, one-shot
“You look so hot,” his boyfriend sighs wistfully, clearly still thinking about the photo, “Wish you were here like that. Right next to me.”
The raspy note in Max’s voice is back, the way it gets when he’s turned on. It makes Charles pulse quicken.
Fuck it.
“What would-,” Charles pauses, swallowing roughly, “What would you do if I was there?”
There’s a sliver of silence, and Charles can practically feel Max’s surprise.
“Shit, baby, are you serious,” Max breathes from the other end of the call, "We're really doing this?" . . or: Max convinces Charles to try phone sex with him. It goes even better than expected.
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the phone sex fic i needed to get out of my system.
Omggggg👁️👄👁️
Oscar, a sharp-tongued foster kid who somehow ended up in the Leclerc household, is still figuring out what it means to have a family that actually wants him.
(Or: Max is a terrifying crime lord, but to Charles and Oscar, he’s just their slightly insane, overprotective family man.)
⚠ Trigger Warnings ⚠ (I just want to be safe): Graphic Violence, Murder, Blood, Crime, Mafia (in this case, Penose) Elements
>>talking about that lestappen fic<<
An attempt at a normal life.
⚠ Trigger Warnings ⚠ for this chapter: Some Violence, Blood
There was an attempt.
⚠ Trigger Warnings ⚠ for this chapter: Gun Violence, Trauma/Aftereffects, Physical Abuse/Violence, Torture, Blood/Injury, Confinement, Psychological Intimidation, Threat of Death, Coercion
I just found my new obsession instead of doing my university homework lol
