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Max touches him with a gentleness that is almost obscene in the same way that it was when Marie Antoinette said let them eat cake: well-meaning at least five astronomical units past the realm of mockery.
(He—George, the person—didn’t want to be about Max, he’d thought stupidly, all wrapped up in navy blue.)
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- Part 2 of steel for men
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01 Aug 2026
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maybe it's the past that's talking (telling me to punish you for things you never did) by mscppy
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26 Jul 2026
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George is fine. No, really. He is. He had never expected the thing with Alex to last, and even though their holiday arrangements weren't exactly ideal right then - the thought of spending his break with the man he was in love with and his new girlfriend was a bit nauseating -, everything is okay. Under control.
Right up until he meets none other than Max Verstappen there. Turns out heartbreak isn't nearly as bothersome as that asshole.
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They say there are five stages of grief after a breakup: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Max wonders in which of those does fucking George Russell fits into.
Not that it matters. After Leclerc ended a relationship of years in a blink, he has bigger problems than Russell. Like fixing his heart before the season restarts.
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- Part 17 of my midnights
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28 Jul 2026
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Lando’s been using phantom touch on his soulmate for ages—small things, harmless things, just enough to keep himself entertained. A tap here, a brush there. Nothing serious.
Until one painfully boring debrief, he decides to tickle them.
Across the room, Oscar Piastri chokes, jerks, and falls clean out of his chair.Lando suddenly isn’t bored anymore.
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12 Jul 2026
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George sucked in a breath, back arching. His eyes darted everywhere except Max’s face, ceiling, wall, anywhere but those impossible blue irises burning straight through him.
Max dipped down, nose brushing George’s cheek.
“Look at me.”
George swallowed.
Fought it.
Lost.
His gaze dragged upward until it locked with Max’s; helpless, furious, desperate.
“There we go,” Max whispered, pleased. “Much better.”Like 12k words of smut. Chapter two is the aftercare. Based in a random ass cannon divergence
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11 Jul 2026
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In Qatar it had gone a little too far.
The 72% rage reservoir was now locked on Princess George. If thoughts could kill, Max would’ve vaporised him in the stewards’ room. George had pinched pole out from under him. He’d start ahead of Max tomorrow because he’d whined loud enough.
Un-goddamn-believable.
OR enemies with benefits George and Max. George isn't afraid to tell Max what to do.
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Bookmarked by darcer
04 Jul 2026