The_Tomlinsons
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Lando attaches the blushy, pouty photo and sends it, then locks his phone and drops it onto the carpet beside him, staring up at the ceiling.
There’s a pause, stretching suspiciously long.
A faint click echoes through the call. Mute. Then unmute again.
“Sorry,” OP says when he comes back, his voice rougher now. “Thought someone was at the door.”
Or: Lando loses an F1 championship and signs up for a charity Minecraft speedrunning tournament to cope with his existential crisis. Turns out his coach, faceless speedrunning champion OP81, might be a bit of a fanboy.
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After eight years together, four years of marriage, and raising their son in secret, Max and Daniel finally reveal their relationship to the world through a social media trend.
Cue: The most supportive group of friends slash drivers.
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- Part 5 of Song fic (Formula 1's Version)
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The thing about loving Max Verstappen quietly is that it requires a particular kind of discipline.
Daniel's had six years to learn it. He's also had three weeks to carry a ring around in his backpack, waiting for the right moment. The ring is titanium, from the halo of Max's 2023 car. There are four diamonds in it, one per championship, with room on the band for more.He'd intended it as a promise. Max receives it as a challenge.
"I want more diamonds, Daniel."
Or: Daniel gives Max a ring with four diamonds, one per championship, and room for more. Max takes this as both a love letter and a personal challenge. The paddock will never recover.
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A masquerade ball. A servant in disguise. A young to-be Viscount in need of a wife. Charles and Carlos never should have met, and yet it seems that their destinies are more intertwined than the threads the single silk glove left behind after a masquerade ball.
Inspired by the book of the same name (Benedict’s story from the Bridgerton Series)
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Charles bit his lip once again, leaning over Carlos’ lap to unlatch the door handle. His elbow brushed up against Carlos’ rather evident erection, Charles’ breath warming the skin just underneath his chin. If Carlos didn’t know any better he’d think Charles was about to kiss him, but the reality was so, so much worse.
Once Charles was completely stretched across his lap, the lace of his panties were on full display again. They’d ridden up on his hips just enough so that the small pink ball poked out of his jeans, resembling the tail of a bunny rabbit.
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Charles buys panties with a little bunny tail to fuck with Carlos