⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ | This fic is set in 2030 Max Verstappen never expected to spend retirement surrounded by glitter glue, pancake disasters, and a five-year-old who thinks "overtaking" applies to bedtime. But here he is, an eight-time world champion turned grumpy dad haunting the karting tracks of his youth, wearing a hoodie of nostalgia and a frown that says please don't ask for an autograph. He's not here for closure. He's here because his daughter likes speed and because standing on the trackside hurts a little less than staying home alone with his regrets. Charles Leclerc didn't dream of coaching kindergarteners with oversized helmets and sugar highs. But a crash stole his career, and this karting track the fumes, the flags, the occasional crying parent is all he's got left. He smiles like it doesn't ache and teaches like he doesn't miss the rush. It's not the future he imagined, but it's something. They weren't best friends. Rivals? Sure. Occasional podium eye contact? Absolutely. But nothing ever happened, at least, not when it mattered. Now they're thirty-three, washed in nostalgia and worn down by everything unsaid. But when Max's hoodie ends up on Charles, when Lilly calls him her "other dad," when burnt toast becomes breakfast and stolen glances linger too long, maybe it's not about racing anymore. Maybe it's about healing. About family. About bad coffee and slow mornings and one last shot at something they never let themselves want. Maybe love doesn't roar at 200mph. Maybe, this time, it tiptoes in through the kitchen door. ~~~ I grew up on F1 but don't expect realism. Expect mess. Bad decisions. Vibes over plot. I have no idea how this happened. One second, I'm vibing. Next, I'm writing a Max/Charles fic with sad dad energy, karting trauma, and chaotic Carlando lurking in the background like gremlins.

⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ Max Verstappen has it all on paper. A four-time World Champion, fame, speed... but inside, he's unraveling. Sleep-deprived, stressed, and terrified of disappointing his father, Max is at his breaking point. His best friend Daniel insists he see a psychologist, so Max secretly books an appointment. Only to run into Charles Leclerc, his childhood karting rival, and Monaco's top sports psychologist. Old memories resurface, walls come down, and boundaries blur. Max has never needed someone like him before, and Charles has never forgotten the boy who once raced by his side. But falling in love with a client isn't supposed to happen... is it? Fast laps, therapy sessions, childhood grudges, and forbidden love collide in this story about healing, trust, and the risk of letting someone in. A short lestappen AU with a blending of psychology, racing, and romance.

Updates Every Friday at 12 AM GST | Thursday 8 PM UTC ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⚠️ Mature Story | 18+ 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.

A lestappen Science-Fiction AU ⚠️ Contains a few explicit chapters, trigger warning will be mentioned at each chapter. Somewhere between a collapsing moon, a suspiciously charming commander, who should have stayed in the past, something is very wrong with the galaxy. Max Verstappen swore he wouldn't get dragged back into the mess. He also swore he'd never speak to Charles Leclerc again. He's breaking both promises. There's a missing archive. A race nobody remembers entering. A ghost ship flickering through star systems like it's hunting someone. And whispers of a truth powerful enough to burn the universe clean. None of it makes sense. Especially not the way Max still looks at him. Charles wants answers. Instead, he's getting pulled into a storm of secrets, betrayals, and feelings he can't outrun. The galaxy doesn't have a safety net, and neither do they. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭, 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬. Started: April 14, 2025 Completed: November 9, 2025

*Requests are open* F1 Oneshots! This is my first time writing oneshots, so... bere with me. I decided to make a Lestappen one-shot book since most of my stories are meant to be with them as the couple anyway. Expect chaos, fluff, angst, rivalry, and soft moments they'll never admit to. Sometimes, you might see Carlando, Yukriee or Wollfner pop up but this is Max and Charles territory first. Also, if there's a dynamic, trope, or chaotic idea you want to see turned into a fueled rollercoaster, I'm your writer. You name it, I'll bring the emotional damage (and maybe some fluff if I'm feeling generous). If you like emotional damage, accidental confessions, and podium tension, that feels like a breakup... welcome.

« 𝚃𝚞 𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚗 é𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚝é, 𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎. » In a world where vampires rule the night and the past never truly dies, two immortals stand on opposite sides of a fractured eternity. 𝐌𝐚𝐱 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 cold, powerful, feared has lived long enough to stop believing in love. 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜 beautiful, brilliant, but hides his pain behind loyalty and blood. When fate drags them back into each other's orbit after centuries apart, desire ignites and the world trembles. Enemies by allegiance, bound by instinct, they find in each other what neither dared to crave tenderness but with old betrayals resurfacing, jealous ex-lovers plotting in the dark, and a vampire council ready to burn anyone who defies tradition, their love becomes the one thing powerful enough to unite or destroy their kind.

(Updates regularly | Mature content ⚠️| Not a Slow-burn obsession | Mafia x Police forbidden romance) Five years into a relationship built on routine, Max knows exactly where Charles keeps his secrets, he just pretends not to look. When a body turns up on the southern coast of France, Max is assigned to a case that refuses to close. Evidence vanishes. Witnesses forget. Every lead circles back to a man who insists he is only a businessman, and a brother whose death no one seems eager to avenge. Between blood and the law, there is a space neither of them are supposed to occupy 'a place at the limit', where pursuit becomes permission and silence is mistaken for innocence. Max investigates what he already understands and Charles waits at the apex, ruling what he cannot afford to confess. The question is no longer who committed the crime but whether Max was ever meant to stop him, or simply stay close enough to follow, long after the line has been crossed.

⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ No More Secrets, Mon Chéri is a dark-ish short lestappen au (Max Verstappen × Charles Leclerc) Stripper x Hidden Identity AU. Contains explicit smut, intense emotional hurt/comfort, power imbalance, obsession, secrets, praise kink, dom/sub undertones, and two broken men who ruin and heal each other in equal measure. Read at your own risk. Heavy angst ahead. Happy ending guaranteed, but the road is brutal. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Max Verstappen is drowning in debt and desperation. When stripping at Le Mirage becomes his last option, his first night is a disaster until a mysterious, sharp-eyed regular in the shadows steps in and changes everything. Charles Leclerc is rich, dangerous, and impossible to read. One protective clash, one heated night, and Charles offers a deal no broke uni student can refuse plus no strings and no questions but strings form fast. Max falls hard for Charles and for the safety he's never known but Charles falls first and even harder possessive, devoted, terrified of the secrets he's hiding. An unexplained gun still on the nightstand and late nights. There's love but with battles of doubt until one explosive fight forces the truth into the open. When everything shatters, what's left is raw, real, and will it be theirs? or Max walks away?

They were six when they first met in a Monaco park just two little boys who built an entire world together with nothing but laughter, secret shoulder taps, and promises whispered in broken English and Dutch. Max fell first, it was hard but quiet like the world made sense only when Charles was beside him. Then life tore them apart. Divorce. Abuse. Disownment. A boarding school punishment that brought Max back to Monaco... but not back to Charles. Years later, they're academic rivals in the same elite halls and Max topping the boards, Charles burning with questions he never got to ask. One fake photo, one drunken night, one ghosted year, and everything shatters again. Until second year at Sorbonne University. One classroom. One shoulder tap. One desperate kiss in front of the entire lecture hall. Max fell first but Charles? He just fell harder and now they have to rebuild what was lost through jealous projects, family shadows that refuse to stay buried, late-night confessions, and touches that say everything words never could. From childhood bubbles to Paris dorms, and from rivals to roommates and maybe to fiancés... This is the story of two guys who were always meant to find each other again even if it hurt like hell along the way.

𝑀𝑜𝓃 𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝒦𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉consists ⚠️𝖳𝖶 of 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗁𝗂𝖼 𝗏!𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗄!𝖽𝗇𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗇-𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 → 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍) 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄/𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒, 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖡𝖣𝖲𝖬, 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗀 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗈𝖻!𝖼 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒. In a world where homophobic families once tore them apart, Max Verstappen vanished into the shadows and rose as Europe's youngest, most ruthless mob boss - the No Mercy Dutchman, who quietly dismantled drug networks to spare others the hell he barely escaped. Charles Leclerc rebuilt his life alone in Paris, a driven law student who never let anyone get close, because no one could ever replace the boy he lost. When Max's protection becomes possession. He drags Charles into his fortified world, away from the life he fought so hard to build. Charles rages against it, then slowly chooses it because Max is still the only one who makes him feel truly alive. Just two broken men building something fierce and unbreakable in the dark. Love isn't light here, it's the shadows they claim together. Or when Max finally takes back the only thing he ever regretted losing.