𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝟏𝟖 + [𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭] ━━━ ❝ Kill me then! But do not curse me for loving. ❞ Charles Leclerc is the second-son of the king of Middon, but sudden unfortunate circumstances unfolded by his own decisions lead him into being kidnapped and sold off as a slave in a sourthen kingdom who is then bought and given as a gift to the new barbaric conquerer: King Max of house Verstappen.

An AU in which Charles Leclerc owns a bookstore and Max is a famous actor - but more importantly a dad to Penelope who has got a taste for Roald Dahl I genuinely have no idea what to write so I'm going to give the vibes - notting hill meets you've got mail with roald dahl-esque-ness and my gayness and love for 2000s romcoms and really shine through

Lando Norris x Male Character short story - I do not own any F1 racing drivers, this is just a fanfiction - Benjamin Andersen is tall, confident, and impossible to overlook. With a camera in hand and an easy laugh, he's used to getting what he wants. But meeting Lando Norris in Italy flips his world, because this time, it's not just a photo he's chasing. To the world, Lando has it all: speed, charm, and a picture-perfect girlfriend. But Magui is just for show, a PR shield to protect the truth he can't share. Around Benji though, he feels safe, safe enough to laugh, flirt, and imagine a life that feels real. Yet keeping Benji close means crossing lines he's spent years avoiding. What begins with playful banter under the Italian sun quickly turns into something more-glances that linger too long, late-night conversations that run too deep, and a closeness neither of them dares to name. With every race, every shared moment, the tension builds, pulling them toward the inevitable kiss that could change everything.

Falling for Your Enemy: Ashton has finally achieved his lifelong dream-breaking into the exhilarating world of Formula One. But his excitement is short-lived when he's forced to share a hotel room with Lando Norris, the annoyingly charming rival who seems hell-bent on pushing all his buttons. What starts as a quick, meaningless hookup spirals into something far more complicated, threatening to distract Ashton from everything he's worked so hard for. As feelings blur and tensions rise, Ashton realizes one thing: he's utterly screwed.

Oscar is "straight". He has a girlfriend. Lando doesn't care. They are both obsessed with eachother. this is based off of the chase atlantic song slow down!! and also i saw an edit on instagram and it was amazing and like also the biggest inspo (it had the chase Atlantic song as well lol) for now this will be one chapter until i decide if i want to continue their story (basically after they fuck they keep on doing it but oscar still has a gf and whatnot anddd yeha u get the gist)

I love F1, I love the science behind it, I love the drivers and I Love the ships...so why not make stories about them?🏎️🏎️ Driver X Driver🎀✨✨ Homophobic bitches stay out🤡 Requests are open if you want---also Motogp ones

a short landoscar au where lando is a driver randomly getting casted for a movie and oscar is an emerging actor and a die hard McLaren fan. When their paths (and tongues) collide, can Oscar really handle the challenges of this dream?

What happens when two F1 drivers, one game of strip poker, and a whole lot of unresolved tension get locked together on a private jet? Lando thought he could handle a little harmless fun. Oscar thought he could keep things casual. Neither of them expected to end up tangled in each other, physically and emotionally, before they even landed in Montreal. short landoscar fic 18+

Teammates? Yes. Friends? Debatable. Soulmates who flirt like enemies, fake date for PR, and somehow make half the F1 grid their personal chaos witnesses? Oh absolutely. Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri are everything except normal. One scandalous photo, one fake relationship deal, and suddenly the two most insufferably hot idiots on the grid are pretending to be in love - except the pretending gets weirdly real when Oscar starts calling Lando "baby" with teeth and Lando keeps accidentally moaning when Oscar touches him. Between jealous drivers, group chat disasters, very public flirt-fights, and several unsupervised hotel rooms, it's clear one of them is going to snap. And when they do? Oh, it's going to be glorious. ---