"What are you doing?" Pierre asked in English, finally snapping Charles out of whatever haze he was stuck in. "Hm? Listening to you?" Charles looked up to meet his best friend's eyes and immediately heard the thought that followed. *You were very clearly ogling Max just now.* Charles's eyes widened. "I did not!" he said, voice cracking as his ears turned red. Pierre only grinned wider. *Oh calamar, you think I haven't noticed you staring at him since you got the superpowers.* Or the one where Charles can read minds, and Max's thoughts ruin everything (or fix everything).

Charles is the younger brother of Ferrari driver Arthur Leclerc, though he keeps this connection a strict secret at his new job with Red Bull. Wanting to carve out his own identity away from his brother's shadow, Charles hopes to prove himself through hard work and dedication, unaware of how much his quiet strength will eventually impact those around him. Highest Ranking #1 Gayfiction #1 Lestappen

"And everyone is so old," Logan complains. Somehow, without them knowing about it, Logan's managed to swipe a waffle and is chewing on it happily. Daniel stifles a laugh. "Well, not everyone, I guess- the kid in our room is our age, I think. He might be younger." Lando perks up. "Does he ice skate?" "Yeah, he does. He's got these sick skates and everything." Logan explains. "He's quiet though. We tried talking to him, but..." "But?" Logan shrugs. "He's quiet. He doesn't talk much. I guess he's busy." or, Oscar's made it to the Olympics for figure skating- he's the youngest contestant on the ice and he's the favor for the gold. He's supposed to be living the dream. So why is he still so unhappy? And why do all these hockey players and snowboarders care so much about him? Rankings #1 in lestappen #8 in alexalbon #8 in snowboarding #5 in snowboarding

There are two religions in italy. There's the catholic church and there's ferrari. In ferrari, there are two teammates who have nothing in common. Il predestinato "the chosen one" Il diavolo rosso "the red devil" But it wasn't always like this. Can the 'angel' and the 'devil' of formula one fight against all shades of red? rivalry, blood and madness, till they reach the shade of love? Tropes: Rivals To Lovers Forced Proximity Friends To Lovers Warning: Mature Content 18+ #2 in rivalstolovers

an international boarding school for the future elite. a secret society. and a twisting romance. what could possibly go wrong? *or* Oscar Piastri is a new student at the Angelwood Institute for Boys. A mysterious new recruit with an even more mysterious past, he quickly finds himself absorbed into the high society life of his upperclassmen Lando Norris. can also be found on ao3!

One-shots about your favorite drivers, requests are always welcome, but it has to be driver & driver. Enjoy !

*all fanfic, not real but sum maybe (like them driving in f1 or past in f2) english isnt my first language (srry if theres some mistakes) and i love to update but sometimes im too lazy, busy or.. uh idk what i do

⚠️18+ Mature Completed Story ✓ Ruin Me, Mon Chéri is a dark lestappen [Max Verstappen X Charles Leclerc] mafia romance AU. Includes explicit smut, violence, trauma, toxic love & two enemies who should've stayed apart. Read at your own risk. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ˜"*°•.˜"*°• "𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺." •°*"˜.•°*"˜ In the shadows of Monaco's golden coast and Sicily's blood-soaked ruins, two mafia heirs are bound by hatred and a desire they can't control. Charles Leclerc, Monaco's ice-cold prince, wears strategy like armor. Max Verstappen, the Italian-Dutch heir with a temper as wild as his fists, bows to no one. Forced together by a shaky alliance after Lewis is betrothed to Max's sister, their rivalry ignites into something far more dangerous. When a trap leaves Charles broken and at Max's mercy, lines blur. Anger turns to bruising kisses, threats to breathless nights, and the thin veneer of civility shatters. But betrayal runs deep, Charles empire is crumbling from within, and the puppet master pulling the strings is closer than either of them suspects. Now, with war on the horizon, Max and Charles must decide either to destroy each other or raze the world that tried to tear them apart. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭, 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬.

What happens when the entire F1 grid has a group chat... and no one respects boundaries? From photos, screenshots, savage memes, and flirty comments to nonstop teasing of every ship, chaos reigns supreme. Landoscar gets all the spotlight-blushes, possessive reactions, and embarrassing moments galore-but no ship is safe. George & Carlos, Max & teammates, random flirts... everyone ends up roasted, teased, and dragged into the madness. Expect: Full-grid chaos 😎 Hilarious teasing and savage memes 🤪 Flirty, blush-inducing Landoscar moments 💖 Other ships getting dragged into the fun 🔥 Pure, chaotic fandom energy Warning: you may laugh, swoon, and scream at the same time. This is a wild, flirty, meme-filled ride through the F1 grid, and trust me-you won't want to miss it. ---

Can you control the behaviour of others? Were made to believe that other's in power have control. But that's a lie! We've always had control over our own minds. We choose to surrender to that power. But we can choose to have the power to fight it if we want. When you can't control what's happening, challenge yourself to control the way you respond to it. That's where your power is. By doing so you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you. You may not be able to control someone or something's negative behaviour, but you can control how long you participate in it. when you control your thoughts and emotions you control everything. That's your power. The imperfect balance of half and whole, a battle between mind and soul. Made to be forever insane. Are we to blame for our own pain. And by self-acknowledgement does it mean we can be saved. Though there motives where pure and true, the enticing light of wonder made them take the blame for something they didn't do. Two wondering souls looking for redemption. Lead by a past of destruction. Broken, damned, lost and forgotten lead them astray down a path they wished they didn't take. The path of unity perhaps the path of finding oneself, leads to a battle to save mind and soul. Discover the veil, pierce it, and let their true form rejoice in freedom. When the mind is free will it shatter the mirror of tormented dreams and twisted reality, the very thing that kept them bound from being free.