"See, I told you he likes boys."

When you're born, a small timer is imprinted on your wrist. This small timer counts down. It counts down to the moment you meet your soul-mate. Luke Hemmings' timer reached one week, and it's all he can think about. Ashton Irwin's life is crumbling under his feet, and all he can do is cry about it. That is, until the two worlds collide. →This story contains swear words and boyxboy material. This story also mentions anorexia, self harm, suicide, and suicidal thoughts. If you are struggling with any of those things, don't be afraid to post on my message board or reach out for professional help. You have a purpose and you are loved. Stay strong. ← [i started the book when i was twelve, and finished it at thirteen. so its quite cliché, but i tried to make it ehhh u know]

Luke Hemmings had been neighbors with Michael Clifford for as long as he could remember. Playing outside in the warm California air, having late night conversations through their windows that were right across from one another. It was everything a child could want at the age of 11. Michael had been traveling the country with his family for the past five years for his fathers business. The Clifford's still owned the house right next door to the Hemmings. Now both boys being 16. Michael's parents wanting him to finish up high school in the city he grew up in. You could say when Luke found out he was ecstatic. Finally getting see that his best friend Michael Clifford was moving back. Little did he know he was in for a big surprise. [vaguely based off the book Lola and the boy next door by Stephanie Perkins. ]

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, stranger things ❝ i'm a babysitter, not a therapist, harrington. ❞ in which the kids of hawkins, indiana, come together to fight off an otherworldly evil plaguing their home... 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 @blinkinglightswrites

Pierre Gasly is fond of the life he has been living. Why wouldn't he be? He has it all: fame, money, body, career, and women. But being a womanizer turns out to be too damaging for his image when someone decides to spread some very intriguing rumors about the Formula 1 driver. A change to a new team combined with a teammate who has a bad history and we have the recipe for disaster. And that's when she comes into action. Astrid Leclerc. Does her last name sound familiar? It should. She is Charles Leclerc's little sister, the only girl with three brothers. She is not fond of her brother's best friend, but she likes annoying Charles and Pierre. If she could do both, she would. And Pierre offers her just that. She would help him, and he would help her. Two people who don't like each other agree to fake date each other, but how fake will it be with time?

"We held darkness in withheld clouds I would ask, "Should we just keep driving?" What happens when Rory-Grace Marino, a girl who's key role is making the McLaren F1 team and it's drivers look good, realises she has to work with Harry Styles, an arrogant driver with no social media presence who spends his days either at the track or undetectable? Even better, what happens when she finds Harry has a career ending secret he is hiding from the team and the world? Will sparks fly or will it all crash and burn right before their eyes? OR Harry Styles is a four times McLaren world champion Racing Driver with a career ending secret. Harry is a social media ghost with no time for media appearances; the opposite image the team wants to portray. Rory-Grace Marino the new Head Social Media and PR representative for McLaren racing, Sister of ex two times McLaren world champion Arlo-Senna Marino. Rory has to control the drivers and their images throughout the F1 calendar. @hiraethlt on TikTok and Twitter for all updates and announcements! STARTED: 3RD AUGUST 2025 FINISHED: ONGOING

⚠️ 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.

This story begins with Conrad in California, detached and disciplined, carrying the familiar weight of being the responsible one-the son who absorbed pressure, grief, and expectation until love felt indistinguishable from obligation. He is older now, sharper, angrier, and more self-aware, but still haunted by his past: his mother's death, his father's failures, and the wreckage left behind with Belly and Jeremiah. Everything fractures the night he meets Valeriya-brilliant, commanding, emotionally guarded, and immediately unreadable. Their connection is instant and volatile, built on challenge rather than comfort. Valeriya doesn't soften Conrad; she exposes him. She calls him out, refuses to be managed, and meets his intensity with her own. What starts as mutual fascination quickly spirals into something obsessive, physical, and deeply binding. Their relationship becomes the emotional center of the story: fierce loyalty, constant proximity, and an intimacy that is not gentle but deliberate. They move fast-not recklessly, but with certainty-building a shared life that feels private and impenetrable. Sex becomes routine, grounding, and expressive rather than impulsive; domesticity becomes just as charged as conflict. Conrad finds himself choosing her again and again-not out of duty, but desire. But as their bond deepens, the past fights back.

Aurora has been neighbours with Arlo since she was just eight years old, yet the two of them could not be further apart. The one thing that brings the two together is the treehouse at the bottom of their yards, a place where their heaviest secrets lie, a place that is never spoken of yet is the most evident thing in their lives. She thought that he despised her, that he ignored her in school because her existence infuriated him. But what she didn't know, was that Arlo had been madly in love with her from the very moment he laid eyes on her. What will happen when Aurora is forced to move in with his family? How will they be able to keep their hidden love hidden? And how long will it take her to realise that it was not at all hidden in the first place? - Aurora Taylor had sought for the comfort of Arlo Scott's embrace ever since her eight-year-old self found herself living next door to him. Their love for one another was buried beneath the heaviness of their lives, the events which led them to one another seemingly never-ending. - Join Aurora in her journey of discovering Arlo's secret love for her, a love that had been kept hidden for nine years. #BOOK 01 of the Scott Family series (can be read as a standalone)

in which a people-pleaser and a racer fall in love over the internet, while the world watches. & where everyone can see that, apart from themselves. ON HOLD! [ formula one / streamers ] [ landonorris x fem!oc ] qryana© | 2023-ongoing rankings: - #1 in #oscarpiastri. - #6 in #formulaone. - #1 in #streamer.