all about max and charles

unhinged lestappen ✨ nina | millennial | i write sometimes

[mackliin]

the only one who matches max's ✨freak✨

[24heuresdumax]

Ninaaa!

I saw your reblogs gushing about young Nico, and I think it’s perfect timing with what I was going to ask.

Could we get some post Nico’s retirement brocedes, maybe when Lewis let his hair grow and started braiding it, or when he became more organized with his fashion. I think Hamilton had an obvious glow up, but I’ve seen people in TikTok arguing that Lewis did not “fumble” Nico because now he is hotter than him. (Obviously false, Nico was a generational fumble)

Imagine if Nico and Lewis were dating when they were young (they broke up when Nico got in F1 or when the silver war started) and then got back together post-2016. They’re very lowkey about it, but everyone (media, people online, celebrities) starts talking about how handsome Lewis looks, to the point where Nico feels insecure because he is no longer the pretty one.

There is no jealousy or envy towards Lewis, but rather disappointment on himself. He did not pleasure his partner enough during the time they were apart, and now Lewis is stuck with an old and washed out version of him instead of the 2000s pop princess he used to be.

Lewis of course doesn’t care about that. He loves Nico at any age and shape, and will work extra hard to show him.

Hi Anon 😭💔🩹

Ohh Anon now Lewis simply has to pull Nico in the fiercest, most protective embrace ever and tell his sweetheart that he is still beautiful in every single way. That while the years may have gone by, Lewis's love for Nico never went away. Not ever—not even when they were feuding so fiercely Toto hired relationship counselors to follow them around at every race.

When I read this prompt I was nodding along, completely agreeing with every word, and then you hit me with that one-two sucker punch at the end of Nico feeling completely inadequate and then wishing he'd been with Lewis in the 2010s when he was still the paddock princess (and the most coveted beauty in F1) 😭😭

Imagine Nico not really being aware of the discourse on TikTok—he's been in a state of bliss since Lewis came home from Maranello and told Nico that he thinks this is the year. This will be the year Lewis shows the world he's not just a legacy driver—

He's Lewis fucking Hamilton and he will not leave the Scuderia without helping them fight for another championship.

Lewis had grabbed Nico and spun him around, his enthusiasm was infectious and soon, Nico was bright-eyed with laughter and joy, arms wrapped around his boyfriend's neck before he's leaning in and kissing Lewis, hands tangled in his hair as he deepens the kiss.

Leaning back, Nico's breathing is heavy, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he gazes at the gorgeous man staring back at him. Fuck, Nico's been in love with Lewis since they were both pre-teens with bad acne and crackling voices.

He's been in love with Lewis since they were fresh-faced teenagers, karting their way through Europe.

He's been in love with Lewis since he had a buzzcut and a wide, goofy smile as he wrapped Nico in an embrace during their early days in F1.

But no one can deny that his Lewis has aged like fine wine, looking more and more gorgeous by the day—to the point where Nico sometimes wakes up in the middle of the night just to drink him in, mouth pressing soft kisses down his jawline because he can't believe the most handsome man in the world still wants Nico.

That grabbed the retired Mercedes driver and whispered move in with me in 2022 and bought them matching diamonds. Lewis wore his on a chian around his throat.

Nico wore his on a platinum bracelet on his right wrist.

That night, Lewis was showering while Nico laid in bed. The German driver had always had a penchant for pretty, silky things. In his youth it was skimpy thongs and little bralettes but as he's gotten older, Nico's transitioned to short babydoll nightgowns and maybe a pair of semi-sheer panties, just to tease Lewis 🤭

He's scrolling through Instagram, chuckling at memes and random reels on his FYP when he sees something pop up that catches his eye:

It's a TikTok video that's been reposted on Instagram.

And that video shows several photos of Nico in his youth, around 2002 to 2006, before several unflattering paparazzi pictures of Nico from 2025 crop up.

The caption reads: Lol at everyone saying Lewis made a generational fumble when that man had a goddamn glow up while Nico's over here aging like milk 😂😂

The reel has over 700 comments and Nico feels his heart and confidence shatter as he reads them.

Because...had he—had he really let himself go? Nico knew he's not 20 anymore, that he has fine lines and gray hair that he keeps carefully dyed. His skin is no longer as taut and firm as it was back in the 2000s and no matter how much he exercises, he can't get back the ultra flat stomach he had when he was racing.

Nico has soft curves that Lewis loves clinging onto him, eagerly demanding Nico ride his face so Lewis's hands can squeeze his full, round ass and lush thighs.

Nico always felt like a goddess when he was with his boyfriend but...

He gets out of bed and moves to the ornate full length mirror they bought when Nico first moved in.

Tears sting at his eyes.

When he was still racing, Jenson Button nicknamed him "Britney" because of his flowing, golden hair and undeniable pop princess good looks. He was blue eyed and angelic, able to get away with being a bit of a brat just because Nico was so fucking pretty.

No one could deny that, not even the British commentators who tried to tear him down during the 2016 season. They called Nico more "mature looking" than before but back in 2016, Nico was still youthful and undeniably lovely—even after he hacked off all his hair in a bid to lessen the weight of his car.

But now, when Nico looks into the mirror, he sees a tired, worn out 40 year old man who looks like a circus clown dressed in tiny, pretty clothes that don't belong on his aging body.

For the first time in years, Nico shrinks away from the looking glass and dives into bed, burying his face in Lewis's pillow and trying to bite back the screams and the sobs.

He wasted all his good years fighting with Lewis and now, his lover—his best friend and longtime partner—is trapped with this ugly, old version of Nico.

He probably imagines fucking the younger you, some part of his brain hisses, the pretty paddock princess, not this washed up old body with the sagging skin. You really think you can keep Lewis this time? You think he won't leave you? Nostalgia can only last so long...and you're losing everything that made you pretty.

He is losing everything that made him pretty, isn't he?

The angelic good looks, the silky soft hair, the model-like figure.

No matter how much he spends on spa treatments and personal trainers and expensive facials at private clinics, Nico doesn't look like—

"There you are angel." The smooth rumble of Lewis's voice startles Nico from his hate spiral.

He tries to scrub away his tears but it's no use—he hadn't heard the bathroom door open. He didn't have time to clean himself up or change the pillowcase and now, Lewis is staring down at a red-eyed, tear-stained Nico who's biting his bottom lip with fear and anxiety.

Angel, he thinks, that's what Lewis calls me.

"But I don't look like an angel anymore." The words tumble from his lips in a soft, fragile whisper.

He doesn't even realize he's said these thoughts out loud until Lewis's entire body freezes, muscles tense and coiled.

Ready to pounce.

"What did you say?"

Nico's eyes widen as he realizes his error. "Nothing." He tries to brush it off. "I'm just tired and I know we're waking up early to go jogging with Max and Charles so—"

"Those kids will be fine if we don't join them." Lewis shakes his head. "What did you mean when you said you don't look like an angel anymore? My beautiful princess. I've never heard you talk like that."

Lewis sounds so earnest, so genuinely confused, that the control Nico's been trying to build up completely collapses.

And he lets the tears fall all over again. "I saw an Instagram reel. And it had all these photos of me when I was younger—and I looked so pretty, Lew. I really did. B-but I was dumb. I wasted my youth fighting with you when I should have tried to figure out how to make it work. I spent it battling it out with you on and off track and now you're stuck with this o-old ugly version of me." The tears steadily roll down his cheeks, staining Nico's frothy pink nightgown. "I l-love you, Lew, but I'm just—I'm a second rate version of myself. And I'm sorry."

"You are not a second rate version of anyone or anything, Nico Rosberg." Lewis doesn't even finish speaking before he's sitting down on the bed, back against the headboard, and hauling Nico into his arms.

The blond lets out a token yelp of protest but he easily melts into the embrace, burying his face in the crook of Lewis's neck.

"Angel-boy," Lewis murmurs, using the nickname that Nico secretly loves with all his heart, "you don't think you're beautiful? You think you 'wasted' your youth? Mein schatz..." Nico feels Lewis kiss the top of his head, "you didn't waste anything. We built this future together, we made memories—we fought and we laughed and we loved and we kissed. And I wouldn't have it any other way. Every memory and moment with you is better than anything else in this world. My angel-boy," those muscular, tattooed arms tighten around Nico's older, softer body, "you're as beautiful to me as the day I met you."

And when Nico hears those words? The relief and the tears and the repressed fear burst out of him in shaky sobs as he clings onto his Lewis, onto the only man he's ever loved, and lets himself be held.

Because even if the whole internet thinks he's washed up and ugly, he has his Lewis—his generational talent, the love of his life—telling Nico he's still his angel-boy.

[nr6dose]

Day 74

MY ROMAN EMPIRE cause he looks like he is only wearing a suit jacket and a string of PEARLS!!

[ineedsomecakee]

[golfing34]

their early career haunts my dreams

[cadillacjohnf1]

[24heuresdumax]

Hi nina! I don’t know if tumblr ate my ask but just in case, imagine a Rancid4Rancid mixed with Unwanted intervention AU Fic.

Nico and Lewis are on a “break” (as they usually do), but this time Lewis can’t stand the idea of Nico being photographed with other alphas. His solution? He keeps sending Nico fruit baskets, sweet treats, or sending deliveries to his apartment. Inevitably, the omega’s body changes in ways he is not aware of. Know who isn’t aware neither? Manhattan Man, who gets him a pretty silver dress and sends it to monaco.

That night, Nico goes to Lewis’ flat and cries saying that no one truly knows him and that every other alpha is a fake a**hole. Lewis kisses him and shows him a dress that oh, surprise, had Nico’s perfect measurements.

-🥧

Hi 🥧 Anon!

Rancid4Rancid Brocedes Hours found here: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14

Unwanted Intervention AU: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

I love how Lewis's ingenious plan of hoarding Nico all to himself is by spoiling his Omega rotten with constant pampering, decadent treats, and beautiful diamonds delivered in velvet-lined boxes.

He can't have Nico getting enthralled by other suitors when Lewis is right here, ready to kiss and make-up like they always do. Whereas before Lewis would simply wait a few days before restarting the game, this time, the Alpha is distinctly aware that his Omega has one very persistent suitor who won't stop until he gets the ultimate Trophy Wife.

Usually, Lewis would simply intimidate the competition with his status, his success, his wealth, and his place in Nico's life.

But this latest suitor? This private equity billionaire from Manhattan? He's rich, he's affluent, and he doesn't give a fuck who Nico has previously dated.

So none of Lewis's tactics work.

But our Alpha is resourceful—and he isn't afraid to get a little...creative.

He easily intercepts Manhattan Man's gift to Nico and replaces the dress with a much smaller size.

He then spends the next few weeks delivering all of Nico's favorite treats to his penthouse:

There's pastel-hued macarons in pistachio and rose (Nico's favorite flavors) wrapped in silk Hermès scarves and delivered with bouquets of red roses.

There's strawberry and rose verrines topped with 24k gold leaf and surrounded by huge bouquets of pale pink peonies.

There's petits fours delivered alongside four velvet boxes of diamond tennis bracelets.

There's the vanilla petite gâteau filled with strawberry cream and coated in white chocolate that gets delivered in a rose petal filled box (lined with silk) and a gorgeous porcelain music box that plays Medtner's Piano Concerto No. 2 in C minor, Nico's favorite composition.

It really doesn't take very long before Nico's apartment looks like Marie Antoinette's palace in Sofia Coppola's iconic 2006 film of the same name 🍰

And that's when Lewis finally release Manhattan Man's "gift" from the depths of storage and sends it to Nico's penthouse.

And within six hours, his gorgeous, teary-eyed Omega shows up at Lewis's home and lets himself in with the house key he keeps in his purse at all times. Lewis is in the kitchen, making a pot of tea when he suddenly his an armful of Nico. His gorgeous Omega, all lush curves, flushed skin, and golden hair that shimmers like sunlight.

He's crying into Lewis's chest, telling him that no one pays attention to anything he says and sometimes they don't even look at him because if they did they'd really see him, every dip and curve.

Lewis can't help the low, lusty growl that rumbles through his chest. Nico is just so soft and tempting, cuddling into his arms in his strapless white semi-sheer corset crop top and ruffled pink mini skirt.

He looks up at Lewis with his baby blue eyes and sniffs, "Do you think I look bad, Alpha?"

And Lewis almost chokes on his saliva.

Because Nico? Looking bad?

Impossible.

How can Nico look anything besides beautiful when he's crying in Lewis's arms and begging for his Alpha's comfort and kisses? Sweet precious Nico with his sultry hourglass figure, full thighs, tiny waist, and perky, soft breasts.

Nico, who was made to fit right inside Lewis's heart, was finally back where he belonged.

"Oh sweetheart," he soothes, "that Alpha isn't worth your tears. C'mere love, let Alpha make you feel better."

And Lewis does.

With a gorgeous rose-gold Maria Lucia Hohan halter-neck evening gown that nips in at the waist, criss-crosses at the back, and comes with a sweeping, regal cape that makes Nico look like the queen that he is.

Nico proudly wears this gown to the Viennese Opera where he surprises his Alpha with a strip tease (once they're safely back at the hotel) and reveals that underneath his lovely dress, the only thing he's wearing is a pale pink g-string with an adorable bow in the back, sitting right above the swell of Nico's ass 🥰🥰

[charlescoded]

Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen after the 2022 Bahrain Grand Prix

@Sky Sports

[24heuresdumax]

hi nina i hope you're well 😽 recently i've been listening to olivia rodrigo and i think pretty isn't pretty fits so well with unconventional omega charles, but i imagine it like this:

charles enjoys sharing his spotify wrapped at the end of the year, it's one of the few personal things he allows himself to share with the public, but this year his spotify wrapped has something different, at the top as number 1, it's pretty isn't pretty by olivia rodrigo (later he ended up deleting the ig story because social media is cruel 😕🥺) that same day while max is checking his social media he saw all this scandal.

'pretty isn't pretty charles leclerc'

'charles leclerc story'

'charles leclerc spotify wrapped' are trending topic, most of the comments agree

'of course he feels that way, he's ugly' (max: 😡🤬)

meanwhile there are a minority defending him 'you guys are mean people, charles is so beautiful and if you don't see it it's bc you are BLIND' (max: 🙂‍↕️🥰)

max listens to the song and he's perplexed, his beautiful omega feels that way??? the song just came out in september, charles has listened enough times to be his number 1???? how many times has charles istened to the song????? OMFG DID HE PUT IT ON LOOP????? charles doesn't feel PRETTY????? that is NOT happening, charles can't feel ugly in his presence, he needs to do something to show charles he is the most wonderful, beautiful and handsome omega in the world, so max spends the whole showing charles how beautiful he is 🥰

i also think this happens at the beginning of their relationship (sorry if it's messy, i'm not very good at explaining 😵‍💫)

Hi Anon 🥲🎶💿

Unconventional Omega Charles AU: Prologue, Prologue II, Prologue III, Part 1, Part 2, First Nest, First Time, Purr for Me, First Purr, First Heat, Lion Unleashed, Omega Victory, Dallas Cowboys, Backless Tops, Party Kisses, Princess Treatment, My Champion (Always), Omega in Shining Armor, P1 Silverstone

And I bought all the clothes that they told me to buy I chased some dumb ideal my whole fucking life And none of it matters, and none of it ends You just feel like shit over and over again

😭😭😭 Anon why are you making me teary-eyed so close to the weekend?? I adore Olivia Rodrigo ("the grudge" is one of my top 10 songs) and Charles listening to this song on repeat while in the depths of his Max pining/convinced the Alpha would never want someone so unconventional and independent breaks my heart 😭❤️‍🩹 because even though his chest cavity feels like it's hollow, even though his heart still feels shattered, Charles is still loving Max from afar and wishing that he could be enough for the person he's loved since childhood 🥺

And that's when Charles discovers Olivia Rodrigo.

The euphoric high of listening to her most epic love songs after Max comes to his apartment with courting gifts in hand and his heart on his sleeve to the slow realization that Charles is so very different from every single Omega that Max has ever dated.

He can't stop listening to "pretty isn't pretty" when he arrives at Max's apartment in baggy jeans, an oversized shirt, and takeout in one hand, the veins in his forearms bulging and his nails grubby and short.

Max sweeps him into his arms, pressing kisses to Charles's face until the Omega blushes and giggles and kisses Max back.

But through it all, he worries.

He internalizes and hides it and tries not pretend he's inwardly panicking every time a stunning fan approaches Max with a shy smile and a request for a photo. Charles knows Max wants him, that he chose to date an Omega who could pass as an Alpha because he...likes Charles.

For some inexplicable reason he likes Charles.

But that doesn't stop the ugly insecurity from creeping in when he tries on a dress one day and almost cries at how awkward and terrible it looks on his bulky, muscular frame.

He winds up going to dinner in a suit and while Max hauls him onto his lap and kisses Charles's neck like he's something precious, the entire time the Omega hates how his own insecurity has ruined a beautiful date and a happy night. All because he can't get out of his head.

But he doesn't tell Max. He doesn't ever want to burden his Alpha with these silly thoughts.

But the thing is, while Charles is doing his best to hide his true feelings, Max Verstappen has always been hyper aware of the ferociously talented Monegasque driver and his various mood swings. He's observed Charles from afar and up close, he can pick up on every nuance in his facial expression and every small clench of the jaw signifying annoyance, anger, or excitement.

He knows Charles down to the marrow of his bones.

And he knows something is bothering his love.

So when he discovers the tweets and the Olivia Rodrigo "pretty isn't pretty" drama?

Max absolutely loses his mind. No chill, zero calm—this man bursts into Charles's study, grabs the startled Omega by the waist, and carries him to bed. He quickly pulls Charles on top of him and buries his face in the Omega's neck while praising him, telling Charles how beautiful he is, how much Max adores him, how all the other randos on the internet can go drown in oil—

And Charles's eyes widen when he realizes Max is now aware of the internet drama surrounding his Spotify Wrapped of all things.

"My beautiful schatje," Max sound so needy and desperate it causes a small gush of slick to soak his panties, "please, let me worship you—let me adore you mijn liefje, please, let me taste you?"

Charles is genuinely stunned speechless because he's never heard Max sound his subservient or clingy. He's gripping Charles's waist so hard the Monegasque knows there will be bruises in the shape of his Alpha's fingerprints in a few hours.

Max is bucking up his hips, trying to grind down on Charles's thigh. He can feel the thick, hard swell of his Alpha's cock and the Omega is...intoxicated.

He and Max haven't gone all the way yet.

They've tasted one another, done things with their mouths and hands and...some toys. Things that make Charles blush bright red and want to hide his face in Max's chest. He's done things he could have never imagined doing, shamelessly riding Max's fingers and begging Alpha to please play with his clit because he's so close, Max, mon cher, please?

Just thinking about it sends his heart racing.

But now, it's not Charles who's desperate and begging.

It's Max.

It's his Alpha—the Alpha everyone wants to date. The multiple world champion who's clinging onto Charles like he's his lifeline.

"You want me, chéri?" He can hardly believe it.

But Max doesn't hesitate. He lifts his head so he can look Charles in the eye, his entire expression so focused and intense it causes more slick to drip down Charles's inner thigh.

"I want you to marry me, Charlie. I want you to live with me and die with me and be with me forever."

"Even when I'm not...pretty like the other Omegas?"

"Oh schatje..." Max kisses his collarbone. "My beautiful boy. You're the most gorgeous creature I've ever seen. The loveliest and the most hardworking. And I'm going to prove that to you tonight. And tomorrow. And until we have to get on my plane and fly to the next race."

"M-Maxie...?"

"Beautiful Omega," Max growls, "let me show you just how much I want you."

And he does. Really, it's a miracle Charles doesn't get pregnant at the end of all this...but he does gain the confidence to wear Max's button-up and nothing else while lounging on the couch.

And when they arrive at the next race? When Charles is radiant and glowing and looking like he's been bathed in stardust?

A smirking Max Verstappen is hovering nearby, looking proud as a peacock as he wraps a jacket around his Charlie and blocks the nearby cameras from filming them.

No one needs to see Charles limping to his garage 🤭

(Oh and Charles's next Spotify Wrapped? His top song? "Espresso" by Sabrina Carpenter 🥰)

[24heuresdumax]

Nina you lovely person please more disaster dating au

Nico is so so sweet and adorable in it

Hi @shriimpyyyy ♥️

Disaster Dating AU: Part 1

Previously:

"You stay the fuck away from Nico or I'll do worse than that." Lewis growls.

His right fist is bloodied.

Nico's eyes widen.

Alpha...

Alpha came back for him.

And saved Nico.

Without thinking, the Omega throws himself in Lewis's arms, mouth latching onto the British driver's neck, utterly determined to make his mark—and win back his mate.

♥️♥️♥️ ♥️♥️♥️ ♥️♥️♥️ ♥️♥️♥️

Picture how cute and determined Nico looks as he sits on his bed, legs crossed, iPad and stylus out, meticulously outlining his multi-step plan to win back his Alpha 💪🧿🔐

He's burning sage, lighting candles, hoarding crystals. He needs all the good energy he can get to activate his plan. After all, he's suffered so much horrendous luck with his other dates that Nico doesn't want whatever's in the universe to interfere with his grand plan to reuniting with his Alpha (forever this time) and become Mrs. Nico Rosberg-Hamilton 🥰

So the second Lewis carries him out of the club, Nico is whining about how he's so shaken up by the encounter and his feet hurt and he came here all alone, Alpha! 🥺 (Seb is watching from across the club, draped over Kimi Raikkonen's lap, giddily filming the entire sequence of events on his phone.)

Lewis doesn't even bother verifying Nico's statement—he carries his sweetheart the Omega to a waiting Uber (how convenient!) and, just like old times, lays Nico out on the backseat, makes him sip half a bottle of water, and asks if he's alright, is he hurt? Because if he's hurt or wounded in any way Lewis will head back to that nightclub right this instant and have that man banned from the principality of Monaco.

But Nico doesn't want Lewis to go anywhere.

So he does the only thing he can think of—he pretends to fall asleep. He has to physically bite back his purrs when Alpha carries him to his apartment and gently lays Nico down. Panic overtakes him and he "sleepily" asks Lewis to stay.

He makes sure to look as lonely and sad as possible and it works—Lewis's expression softens instantly and he quickly slips off his shoes and moves to lay down beside Nico. The Omega instantly curls up in his Alpha's arm, face buried in his chest, as he tries to think of all the ways he can win back the love of his life.

Which is how Nico found himself sitting on his bed on a random Thursday night, silk pajamas on, face mask in place, a plate of sushi on the nightstand. From across the room, a new teddy bear sits on his vanity—a little gift from Lewis before he left Nico's apartment after That Night™️.

It's a cute little bear with suspiciously wide eyes that Nico thinks look a little like the Nikon camera lens.

But it's cute. It's proof that Lewis must be fond of Nico in some small way to sneak out of the apartment at 8 am, buy him a teddy bear, return to the apartment with breakfast and coffee, and then wake him up with soft touches, right?

Right.

But...Nico finds his luck is changing when he's at the flower shop and casually overhears someone mention Lewis Hamilton is going to be attending a party hosted by Charles Leclerc to celebrate the launch of his new creative studio, SIDEQUEST? Nico (dressed in a flowy summer dress that catches the eye of almost everyone in the shop) tires to hide behind a small vase of tulips.

The conversation continues.

The person is called "Joris" and he mentions that Lewis is confirmed to attend. He speaks loudly, clearly, and enunciates each and every word.

Nico excitedly rushes out of the shop and almost plows into Angela, Lewis's longtime personal assistant. She smiles, asks Nico how he is, and casually adds that she's "exhausted" because she's had to coordinate Lewis's flight back to Nice so he could attend an "event."

This solidifies that the gossiper in the flower shop was correct—Nico will have a chance to run into his Lewis in two days!

Our Omega runs to the manicurist, the salon, the spa, and then the dress shops, boutiques, and his personal beautician. If he's going to win back his Alpha he needs to look good doing it.

Thank god Angela also mentioned the exact color of Lewis's shirt while they were engaged in that entirely spontaneous conversation that was in no way pre-arranged and/or coordinated whatsoever.

On the day of the event, Nico calls his grid pup and asks if Max could get Charles to look the other way while Nico sneaks into the event?

Max agrees immediately.

Nico waltzes into Charles's extravagant SIDEQUEST launch party dressed in a blue and violet minidress, cutouts at the waist, a deep v-neck, spaghetti straps, and a bralette covered in shimmering sequins. It's playful, it's flirty, and it matches the color of Lewis's button-up perfectly. He's wearing indigo Giuseppe Zanotti stiletto sandals, his skin glowing with a bit of gold body shimmer, and a sparkling Fendi baguette purse in matching violet clutched under his arm.

The second he steps into the room, all eyes are on him.

But the Omega barely looks at any of them. He simply beelines over to Lewis, who's standing near the spotlight for some reason, and "trips" right into his arms.

Lewis smiles down at him, asking if he's alright. (Behind Lewis, Nico swears he catches a glimpse of the person from the flower shop...the "Joris" person who Nico hadn't realized was also a guest of the party.)

But this "chance meeting" is just the beginning.

Soon, Nico's "sleuthing" allows him to run into Lewis every single day. Nico truly hadn't realized his talent for detective work but judging by how quickly he's able to discern Lewis's location, he thinks he could become the next head of Interpol.

[24heuresdumax]

ninaaaa!

I hope you’re doing well. 🫶

oh what am I doing? staring at my ceiling imagining how alpha Logan would react to a creepy fan that turned out to be stalking or getting physical with oscar or some weird reporter asking his oscie invasive, unprofessional questions.

Because Logan isn’t in f1 anymore. And his public image isn’t so closely watched nor scrutinized in WEC.

So he could and would definitely offer more than just comfort AFTERwards. now he’d actually be able to react IN the moment. 😟😍

And poor oscar getting all hot and bothered with his Logie publicly and shamelessly defending him 🥺🥺

love you! hope that made sense ❤️❤️

-🌟

Hi 🌟 Anon!

→ Logan's Glow Up Era AU: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

This is the summer of Alpha!Logan and I am loving itttt ♥️♥️

Logan accompanying Oscar to the 2026 Hungarian GP and literally stopping people in their tracks because the sight of Logan in a tight-fitted gray t-shirt and teal shorts, aviators on, and one arm wrapped tightly around Oscar Piastri waist?

This becomes the top gossip of the entire weekend.

No one ever expected to see Logan Sargeant back in the F1 paddock but here he is, casually weaving between FIA staff and motorhomes, whispering something in the McLaren driver's ear that causes the usually blank-faced Omega to giggle and blush.

People wonder if their brains are playing tricks on them because no way was Logan this...good looking back in 2023 and 2024?? Tall, confident, perfect blond hair and movie star good looks. He's got that je ne sais quoi that captivates, moving with the ease and assurance of someone who knows where he's headed and won't let petty comments get in his head.

The only thing Logan seems to really care about is the shorter Omega trotting along beside him. Oscar, in his team kit and backpack, face half-pressed into Logan's toned chest, smiling slyly whenever the Alpha makes a comment.

It's blatantly obvious that whatever fracture erupted between the two ex-teammates has been mended, their friendship back on track.

Granted, no one expected the next phase of their friendship to be Logan acting as Oscar's guard dog, glaring at unruly fans or waving away journalists because, "Sorry, Osc can't talk right now, maybe check with his manager when he's next available?"

And then they keep on walking.

By the time they get to the OP81 garage, Logan gives the Omega another tight hug before heading up to hospitality to take a call from his agent and manager.

Logan's gone for less than an hour but when he returns to the garage, his instincts are immediately on edge.

Someone mentions that the "hounds are out".

The hounds are out.

Logan knows that phrase. Oscar coined it when they were in F2 together, when the Omega was forced to play nice with sponsors or fans who'd continuously hit on him despite Oscar's blatant discomfort. He'd still have to put up with it, the team needed the money and the good publicity so Oscar couldn't kick up a fuss.

Not when Prema was already taking a chance on an Omega.

Logan's adrenaline is already pumping by the time he weaves through the crowd of mechanics, engineers, and McLaren staff.

Oscar, standing there, arms crossed across his body, body hunched over itself. Standing two feet away was an Alpha, one who clearly came from money judging by the expensive but understated clothes he was wearing.

And the VIP paddock pass hanging around his neck.

He was trying to touch Oscar's wrist, his forearm, his elbow—any part of the Omega he could reach. All of this is done while someone from DTS casually films the interaction.

As if it were normal.

As if it were expected.

White hot rage slices through Logan as he watches his Osc have to endure this. His brilliant racer.

His future world champion.

Instinct propels him. Who the fuck cares what anyone says? Logan no longer a Williams driver, he's not contracted to any of these teams or sponsors. Hell, he's not even associated with F1 anymore.

No consequences.

No barriers.

He comes close enough to hear the man growl out hey maybe after this, I could take you for a drink back in my place, just the two of us—

And then Logan is grabbing him by the front of his shirt and shoving him into the nearby metal wall. The sharp, deafening clang! echoes throughout the motorhome, startling everyone into silence.

"What the actual fuck? Get your hands off of me!" The man tries to push him away but Logan has him pinned. His grip like iron as the man is forced to stand on his tip toes while a furious Alpha renders him immobile and trapped.

"You come near Oscar again and I'll make sure you never come near the paddock again."

"You think you can stop me?" The other Alpha tries to bluster even as his face starts to turn an odd shade of purple from how tight Logan's grip is. "My father—"

"I'll break your fucking legs."

The man's jaw drops. "You...you can't say that to me—!"

"Why? Because you've got money?" Logan sneers. "That's good. It means you'll be able to afford crutches."

"H-hey man, let's uh, let's not get crazy—"

"Then you turn around," Logan orders, voice deceptively calm, "and walk the fuck away."

The man's eyes briefly slide over to Oscar for a moment before Logan loosens his grip—

And then slams him back into the wall.

Harder this time, relentless.

"Hey, hey—listen man, yeah, agreeing with you. I won't come back, totally won't come back. Let's uh, let's talk it out yeah? I'm just—"

"Get out." Logan finally lets him go, causing the man to crumble to the floor.

No one, not even the FIA personnel, dares to move.

Vaguely, Logan is aware that this is being filmed by the nearby camera crew but he really doesn't give a shit.

Not anymore.

He turns around and, without glancing back, wraps one arm around Oscar's shoulders and pulls him close. "You okay, Osc?" He whispers, lips pressed against the top of the Omega's head.

His best friend immediately wraps his arms around Logan's waist. "Perfect, Alpha." He reassures.

It's wishful thinking but in the heat of the moment, Logan swears Oscar was purring.

Just for him.

(Oscar's shorts are wet. His panties soaked. And his mating gland is throbbing with want. If Logan doesn't end up mating him by the end of this season, Oscar will get down on his knees and beg. Because that's his Logie-bear, that's his best friend and Alpha. And no one else gets to have him.)

[24heuresdumax]

Hi Nina, your reblog made me realise I've sent you prompts but lack in actual propaganda! I've failed you. Please enjoy my list for you of carefully curated Omega/Bottom Max Propaganda <3

https://www.tumblr.com/dumbwaves/821488129938735104/here-lets-all-distract-ourselves-in-these

https://www.tumblr.com/cat-gf-eating/790846200249221120/mpreg-omega-wrong-that-is-a-open-your-mouth-good

Kitty

https://www.tumblr.com/themissingmango/822867034855604224/verstappensimracing-twitch-stream-on-july-22

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/810305146931249152/2026-australian-grand-prix-photo-by-xpb-sander

https://www.tumblr.com/renndistanz/810772236203081728/guys-i-found-two-copies-of-the-same-image-in-my

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/807737918910332928/this-perfect-tag-from-ringlain-deserved-its-own

https://www.tumblr.com/aphelionatseven/762471935980486656/back-again-with-my-meowstappen-agenda

https://www.tumblr.com/renndistanz/816336112617455616/crinkles-my-eyes-sweetly-at-you-btw

https://www.tumblr.com/scuderiamint/819689916258811904/someone-pet-this-man-this-instant

https://www.tumblr.com/onewantwo/819441060536352768/max-and-oscar-playing-with-their-umbrellas-before

https://www.tumblr.com/lost-in-fandoms/802188138406641664

https://www.tumblr.com/m4x-24/803750440013643776/these-two-pics-appeared-on-my-pinterest-side-by

https://www.tumblr.com/laura1633/806164739831087104/i-was-looking-through-some-stuff-about-max-and-his

https://www.tumblr.com/maxineverstappen/806019952124592128/thats-a-fucking-cat-man-idk-what-to-tell-you-thats

https://www.tumblr.com/lost-in-fandoms/808999299550756864

https://www.tumblr.com/lost-in-fandoms/822477008200171520

https://www.tumblr.com/usernyoom/745733036139773952/230324-melbourne-max-verstappen-after-taking

https://www.tumblr.com/maxcore/821663959042211840/maxpressions-for-your-enjoyment

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/809019019554373632/2026-bahrain-testing-photo-by-italy-photo-press

https://www.tumblr.com/lestappenengineer/808530208991870976/he-looks-like-this

Happy Giggles

https://www.tumblr.com/lost-in-fandoms/802196030638718976

https://www.tumblr.com/countingstars-17/806720391611662336/smiley-boy

https://www.tumblr.com/verstrapons/808727156811350016/max-verstappen-new-ground-e1

https://www.tumblr.com/overtake/809421182814289921/he-is-so-annoying-affectionate

https://www.tumblr.com/overtake/815351165171761152/via-rbr-on-instagram

https://www.tumblr.com/overtake/808158421362802688/new-ground-official-trailer

Yearning and Sweetly Onlivious Bottom Eyes

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/819055104996081664/vladimir-rys

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/822514460387311616/2026-belgian-grand-prix-verstappencom

https://www.tumblr.com/maxcore/806719718025281536/no-wonder-red-bull-act-the-way-they-do-how-can

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/809063482770259968/2026-bahrain-testing-photo-by-mark-thompson

https://www.tumblr.com/mvettel/819639698060378112/awww-look-at-him

https://www.tumblr.com/supermaks/765979727459663872/interlagos-2024-by-lars-baron

https://www.tumblr.com/yuleneverwalkalone/673807532099305472/potraits-of-max-verstappen-until-i-get-bored-7

https://www.tumblr.com/ofcourstappen/811962965991604224/thinking

https://www.tumblr.com/countingstars-17/806719395403530240/via-redbullracing

https://www.tumblr.com/striae-tional/805861242646511616

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/816580800933986304/14052026-drivers-briefing-ahead-of-the-24h

https://www.tumblr.com/lost-in-fandoms/819137549604913152

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/822411620923867136/17072026-belgian-grand-prix-verstappencom

https://www.tumblr.com/overtake/724185383281278976/spa-2023

https://www.tumblr.com/lost-in-fandoms/822390540397084672

https://www.tumblr.com/rb19/796590292778221568/f1-grand-prix-of-singapore-october-05-2025

https://www.tumblr.com/verstrapons/815990037953101824/max-verstappen-vs-supergt-pro

...tits

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/812125564893855744/vladimir-rys

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/812457364612677632/2026-japanese-grand-prix-redbullracing

https://www.tumblr.com/lost-in-fandoms/820390938143817728

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/821412608579158016/2026-british-grand-prix-redbullracingthreads

Waist

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/808236436775206912/love-handles-and-the-baby-oh-im-sure-vladimir

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/810320914050957312

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/822580973429489664

https://www.tumblr.com/maxielonceagain/819239977776988160/showing-off-the-love-handles-on-main

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/819332956094136320/max-verstappen-on-ig

https://www.tumblr.com/lecmonica/815538459509915648/rbr-admin-coming-through-with-another-angle

https://www.tumblr.com/scuderiamint/818971887390605312/got-reminded-of-this-absolute-max-serve

Mama Duck Max with his gaggle of rookies (and baby and others)

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/811037890941534208/2026-chinese-grand-prix-photo-by-andy-hone-dom

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/812392284089876480

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/813356102200737792

https://www.tumblr.com/mikadonian/822583088700850176/ducklings-waiting-for-mama-to-finish-talking-to

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/818421638414663680/gabriel-bortoleto-reveals-touching-reason-for

https://www.tumblr.com/lost-in-fandoms/821214734802206720

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/820054209071382528/the-look-of-love

https://www.tumblr.com/thissying/810461788939386880/max-gabi-and-alex-post-qualifying-gp-australia

https://www.tumblr.com/lost-in-fandoms/810862403379134464

https://www.tumblr.com/cainrising/810953895875624960/this-gabi-feature-on-sky-saying-max-is-almost

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/820075056519659520/liam-lawson-on-maxs-support-and-what-its-like-to

https://www.tumblr.com/karlmarxverstappen/809969214809145344/ollie-calling-max-the-best-f1-driver-ever-via

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/822416123822833664/17072026-interview-with-play-sports-you-became-a

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/822768443853045760/max-and-gabi-after-the-2026-british-grand-prix

He just has so many babygirlisms, personal fav cupping his face with one hand

https://www.tumblr.com/versains/816789475172777984/max-after-his-double-stint

https://www.tumblr.com/tyrannosaurus-maxy/802975737694076928/max

https://www.tumblr.com/striae-tional/822845960129511424

https://www.tumblr.com/jup1t33r/822872165375459328/the-hands-in-the-pockets-dsfhksjabfdas

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/808435559522582528/2026-bahrain-testing-photo-by-sander-koning

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/822858092239814656

https://www.tumblr.com/f1-obsessed333/810410288961798144

https://www.tumblr.com/dora49/818520772049059840/someone-explain-to-me-why-max-is-absolutely-catnip

https://www.tumblr.com/sanflwr/814404375415029760/god-he-has-such-pretty-hands-and-he-is-so

Some general Max propaganda as well, he's just so terrifyingly competent but also very sweet ugh

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/806819749361303552/ship-of-theseus-x-red-bull-golden-boys

https://www.tumblr.com/sidleckie/821426149273010176

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/819330225137680384/whats-the-piece-that-in-your-notes-that-youve

https://www.tumblr.com/dora49/817964851129417728/this-is-your-daily-reminder-that-there-is-a-dutch

Who put the baby in a race car?

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/810008899621093376/wait-whats-the-baby-max-and-johan-cruyff-photo

https://www.tumblr.com/landonorissian/777972382746968064/some-shots-of-young-max-from-how-verstappens

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/822759135330418688/max-had-no-friends-until-daniel-taught-him-the

https://www.tumblr.com/thissying/822754857478963200/spa-gp-spa-2026-sometimes-me-and-my-friends

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/820608581113167872

https://www.tumblr.com/caprifiles/822771706547601408/peque%C3%B1ito

https://www.tumblr.com/missleedd/805470187393548288/teenager-max-wanted-to-stick-the-gum-in-the-wrong

https://www.tumblr.com/jup1t33r/822788352366477313/i-dont-know-what-hes-saying

https://www.tumblr.com/jup1t33r/822789378847981568/more-of-max-at-spa

https://www.tumblr.com/jup1t33r/822791714289893376/max-at-suzuka-2014

The definition of Skill

https://www.tumblr.com/verstappenalty/812895799549853696/redbullgermany-arda-the-weather-is-a-bit

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/810082501065326592/atze-kerkhof-on-running-the-sims-at

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/812713731990650880

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/811904184681201664/soloauto-elconfidencial-esmotorsport

https://www.tumblr.com/maxielonceagain/813630889155280896/proud-happy-team-boss

https://www.tumblr.com/grogumaximus/816344944544530432

https://www.tumblr.com/perpetua-locomotion/817033550472871936/some-bits-from-these-interviews-jules-yes-here

https://www.tumblr.com/perpetua-locomotion/817070469392007168/interviews-from-this-article-german-racing-legend

https://www.tumblr.com/perpetua-locomotion/817122988193398784/some-answers-not-all-of-them-from-danis

This may be too many ...oops

- Winter

😳🥰🙌 Winter!! You angel!! You magnificent angel!! Thank you so much for compiling all this (I can't imagine how much work it must have taken) and sharing it with all of us 🥹

The Omega!Max propaganda is alive and well and we should all embrace and celebrate it!! Pookie deserves all the love in the world and Charles deserves to have the most cuddly, sweet Omega in the world to call his own 😘

A million thank you's for this incredible list!!

x,

Nina

[24heuresdumax]

Hi Nina! Have you ever thought about a Designer & Model AU for Lestappen? Picture this: Max is a legendary top designer, and Charles is a brand-new rookie model that Max discovers. Max spots Charles window-shopping in front of a boutique, staring at the displayed clothes, and literally shivers as he demands to know who that angel is. Because right there in front of him, breathing and walking, is the exact face and body he’s only ever dreamed of. (Charles actually knows those dresses would suit him to perfection, but he can't afford any of them, so he just goes by every day to look at the display window 😭😭)

​Breaking all his usual rules, Max makes an unknown Charles the face of his brand. The fashion world instantly loses its mind, and brands everywhere are scrambling to get their hands on Charles. I haven't worked out all the details, but logically, Max knows he should hook Charles up with a proper agency for his career... except Max is way too possessive and refuses to let Charles out of his sight, keeping him safely locked away in his embrace (to the point where Charles's entire wardrobe is filled exclusively with Max's creations). And honestly? Charles is totally loving it. His closet is overflowing with all the pretty clothes he used to adore, and he has a breathtaking man who looks at him like he hung the stars. Since modeling wasn't even his lifelong dream to begin with, Charles has zero intention of ever leaving Max’s arms.

Hi Anon 🧵👗📸

The image of Max who still sticks to his white t-shirt + skinny jeans combo designing some of the most breathtaking evening gowns, blouses, skirts, coats, and dresses in the fashion world is peak perfection!

But also: Imagine if Max started sketching dresses/clothes for his little sister and mama because Sophie got absolutely nothing in the divorce. She willingly gave up any alimony she could have received in order to get full custody of Max. She'd rather work three jobs than allow her baby boy to be raised by that monster.

So, after the paperwork was signed, Sophie, Max, and Victoria moved into a tiny apartment in Belgium where money was hard to come by but the love between their little family was endless.

Max couldn't afford to buy presents for his mama and sister so he drew them gorgeous dresses on scraps of paper, using colored pencils from the art room at school. His designs were so striking that it caught the attention of his art teacher, who quickly recommended Max start applying for scholarships to design school.

And from there, things just took off.

A handsome, intense visionary Alpha crafting the most delicate silk gowns? Instant PR success.

But what no one knows is that each piece of clothing he designs was created with his mother and sister in mind. They're his inspiration and his whole world—the glamour and beauty of haute couture doesn't inspire Max nearly as much as the memories of dinner time on the couch, Victoria cuddled by his side as his mother served them bowls of hot Stamppot or Snert.

And the day he sees pretty, dreamy Charles Leclerc gazing at the high end boutique that's doing an early showing of his limited edition gowns? (Created by Max as part of a charity initiative where the proceeds would be donated to create scholarships for young children who want to enter design school.) Max is enchanted.

Charles moves so naturally, spinning around as he pretends he's wearing the 50,000€ satin and lace gown on display. He giggles to himself, not caring who's watching, as he tries to imagine what some of the dresses might look like on him.

It's heartwarming and achingly sweet, reminding Max of the days Victoria used to do the same thing. How they'd walk past department stores and Victoria would ask Max if he thought the purple summer dress or blue winter coat would look nice on her.

The memory hits him like lightening and before Max knows what he's doing, he's approaching Charles and asking if the Omega would like to have lunch with him.

Charles has no idea he's talking to world renowned fashion designer, Max Verstappen.

He thinks the intense, blue-eyed Alpha with the broad shoulders and full lips is asking him on a date.

Naturally, he says yes and from there, it's off to the races.

Max takes Charles to his private studio that's covered in swaths of fabric, sewing tables, sketches everywhere, mannequins and safety pins. It's wild and untamed and the most lively room Charles has ever been in.

He's a young model, just starting out, not quite aware of what goes on behind the scenes of high fashion. All he's looking for is a way to pay for his father's medical bills and ensure his younger brother can continue to kart competitively.

Charles has to fight his blush when Max's fingertips graze his waist, as the Alpha's hot touch sears through the thin silk as the designer moves behind him, wrapping Charles up in expensive fabrics and whispering how beautiful he looks.

It's intoxicating to stand there, under the bright lights, with the Alpha's scent and hands all over his body.

It makes his heart race when Max helps him up on the pedestal and begins making adjustments to the fabric, softly asking if he can touch him there, on his upper thigh, or adjust the silk gently cupping the swell of his bottom.

Max always holds open his arms so Charles can fall into his embrace after the fitting is over, the Omega's cheek pressed to his chest as the Alpha carries him over to the sofa for water, snacks, and something that feels like flirting.

They're all over one another—even at the professional photoshoots or fittings during Fashion Week.

Max doesn't give a damn that Charles is too petite for runway. He saves the Monegasque model for his grand finale and when the show finishes, they walk down the runway hand in hand. Max refuses to allow Charles to part from him, constantly cradling the Omega with one arm even as he gives interviews to Vogue and Harper's Bazaar and Woman's Wear Daily.

It's only a matter of time before the other brands, other magazines, other fashion houses come knocking.

Max is ready to fight them all but he is entirely unprepared for his angelic muse to come up to him with a pout on his pretty face and tell Max that Dolce & Gabbana won't stop calling and they're asking him to do a campaign on the same week Max is taking Charles away on holiday. "I don't want to work with them, Maxie." His superstar sniffs, looking every inch a sad kitten.

Because Dolce & Gabbana wanted to work with him.

That is the moment Max realizes he hasn't just found his muse and his eternal inspiration.

He's found the most perfect Omega in the world to marry, mate, and love until the end of their days.

Max honestly gives up trying to pretend they're "platonic friends." He stops trying to shut down rumors that "the genius has fallen in love with his muse."

Instead, he embraces it:

He calls paparazzi to photograph them while they're in St Tropez.

He hauls Charles onto his lap when they're filming a documentary on his life (and makes sure this clip gets included in the final cut).

He goes out to the most well known celebrity restaurant with Charles on his arm.

Max doesn't give a flying fuck what anyone says—they can call him every name in the book, so long as he has his Charlie, he doesn't care.

But our Monegasque model?

The face of the Max Verstappen fashion brand?

Oh he's getting all wound up seeing the nasty things people are saying about his boyfr—um...friend. About his dear, wonderful, amazing friend.

So to shut everyone up, Charles begins to...get touchy.

He's the one who's throwing himself at Max, he's the one running his hands through the Alpha's dark blond hair, he's the one gushing about Max in every interview.

Max didn't manipulate him into anything.

But...Charles may be the one trying to force a little "oopsie, forgot to take my suppressants and my heat's coming up 🥺" on the Alpha.

Because if Charles parading around in a string bikini and stripper heels can't entice his Maxie, then Charles just has to go for broke—

And trigger his own heat 🤭

[24heuresdumax]

Brocedes au where after Nico retires Lewis just refuses to let him go.

Lewis wanted to apologise to at the end of 2016 and finally claim Nico after years of ups and downs but Nico leaves the team without a word(wrongly believing his alpha didn't love him anymore).

And so he tries to move on and seperates himself from the sphere of F1 as much as he can. Only....every move Nico makes to move on and get himself away from that world always randomly falls apart.

Every new date always goes wrong somehow.*For example, the finance bro who tried to take Nico out to nobu told the kitchen several times that he(the finance guy) was seriously allergic to peanuts yet somehow his miso glazed god got mixed up from their table to the kitchen which was....weird. + A bunch of other mishaps.

Nico's never slept with anyone but Lewis and tries to apply the age old adage of “The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else”. He uses the same lingerie website he used when they were together and because Lewis has been keeping tabs on everything finds out and shows up at the club Nico was going to pick someone up at. Btw Nico's so used to being pursued/with Lewis that he's not entirely comfortable with the hookup thing so Lewis just kind of gets to watch him from afar...smirking to himself as Nico continuously tries and fails to summon up the courage to go and seduce strange alphas. He watches until some other alpha sets his sight on *his* omega and he gets to be the knight in shining armour to Nico's obvious distress.....

Hi Anon 🤭

Lmaooo not Manhattan Man catching strays 😭😂 but you just put the most vivid image of Nico (looking absolutely stunning in his beautifully arranged outfits + makeup) being so confused and upset when each and every date ends up going horribly, horribly wrong 😫

Manhattan Man takes him to Nobu in LA and guess what? He nearly dies of an allergy attack and Nico watches as paramedics rush in and escort the gasping, flailing private equity executive to UCLA Medical Center.

Old money Italian aristocrat takes Nico to the Valpolicella region for a romantic wine tasting? Oh no, what a shame his vintage car stalls and breaks down on the drive there. Dang it, how horrible. Fortunately, Lewis Hamilton's close friend Miles Chamley-Watson happens to be nearby and picks up Nico.

"Sorry man, car's a two seater so...yeah...I called the towing company. They'll be here in 45 minutes to an hour and a half." Miles says sympathetically.

Nico offers to wait with Vineyard Guy.

Miles says absolutely not, it's been too long since he's seen Nico, how's your mom doing?

Nico never hears back from Vineyard Guy and cries all night because he really thought they were connecting. (They were but the tow truck people accidentally smashed Vineyard Guy's phone and he lost Nico's number forever.)

An incredibly handsome French art dealer takes Nico to a private art gallery showing but someone spilled olive oil on the stairs and he ends up in the ER with a broken wrist.

An American baseball legend takes Nico to Rhode Island for the weekend but he loses his wallet and spends 3 days with private detectives trying to figure out what happened. Nico sits alone in a big empty beach house because Mother Nature decided to send thunderstorms their way.

Our poor Omega runs to his parents with tears in his eyes, crying that he'll never find love ever again 😭😭

Seb tries to help by telling Nico that he doesn't need to find a new Alpha right away. He can have some fun, party it up, he's gorgeous and single and a fucking F1 world champion! Why not enjoy himself before settling down?

After all, that's what Seb did and now look at him—mated, married, and expecting his first pup with former playboy Kimi Raikkonen 🥰

But when they get to the nightclub (Nico dressed in a semi-sheer emerald green wrap dress that loops around his neck, leaving his abdomen exposed, before falling to his ankles in a seductive sheer skirt), our Omega princess freezes. He doesn't know what to do.

Usually, Lewis would wrap his arm around him, lead Nico to the VIP area, arrange for the Omega's favorite cocktails to be delivered to them, and then spend the night teasing Nico on the velvet couch before dirty dancing with his sweetheart under neon lights.

From start to finish, Nico would be wrapped up in his Alpha, never having to lift a finger unless it was to take another sip of his drink.

Spoiled, doted Nico who got carried out of the club at 2 am, whining about his feet hurting, and Lewis tenderly kissing his boyfriend until their chauffeur arrives. Lewis carefully depositing Nico in the backseat before handing his Omega a water bottle, making sure he drinks half of it, and then massaging Nico's sore feet before carrying him back up to their shared penthouse.

Nico has to fight back the urge to call Lewis immediately and demand the Alpha take him back.

Now, our golden haired Omega is standing on the edge of the dance floor all by himself (Seb and Kimi are too busy making out by the bar) and trying to tell himself it won't be that hard, he can make the first move, it's no big deal—

But the first time an Alpha tries to approach him and ask Nico for a dance?

"No. Leave me alone." He snaps, crossing his arms and looking the other way.

Six minutes later another Alpha tries to buy him a drink.

"I don't like tequila." Nico says flatly.

Another few minutes goes by before a different Alpha tries to use a pickup line.

Nico stares for a moment.

Then pretends that he doesn't speak English.

All these Alphas are wrong. The accent is wrong, the humor is wrong, the smile is wrong—they're just...

They're not him.

And his inner Omega is screaming in protest whenever another Alpha tries to make a move on Nico.

Because Nico was claimed years and years ago—even if his Alpha no longer wants him 😭

But while he's standing there, feeling sorry for himself, another Alpha approaches.

This one bolder and more aggressive than the other three Alphas.

He tries to grab Nico's waist, tries to pull the Omega into his lap—

Nico only has a moment to yelp in protest before the rough, sweaty hand is being pulled away. He turns around, ready to give this stranger a piece of his mind, when he sees Lewis.

Well, he sees Lewis's back.

Nico steps closer and sees the other Alpha is now sprawled on the floor, writhing in pain as he holds his broken and bleeding nose.

"You stay the fuck away from Nico or I'll do worse than that." Lewis growls.

His right fist is bloodied.

Nico's eyes widen.

Alpha...

Alpha came back for him.

And saved Nico.

Without thinking, the Omega throws himself in Lewis's arms, mouth latching onto the British driver's neck, utterly determined to make his mark—and win back his mate.

[24heuresdumax]

hiii nina 💕 i can't get this out of my mind and since i don't have a best friend to tell, i'll tell you (and because you're my best friend in my mindddd sorryyy)

this is an omegaverse universe because i love it and never have enough of it 🫣😋

max is the world's most powerful crime boss, he is 38 and FIA always invites him to every fucking gala because they don't care about how he gets his money, they only want it. to max it is hilarious how every team is always trying to gets his attention so he can become a sponsor for them, but he doesn't care at all. he just goes to those galas because he enjoys watching people beg him, but this year is different and he knows it, because he has been watching from the corner this little omega pretending to be all sweet and innocent, fluttering his eyelashes and pouting to his sponsors, but the moment they turn around he rolls his eyes and drinks his glass of champagne in one gulp. max likes this, his pettiness is so lovely, so he decides to talk to him. he greets him with a flirty smile and waits for the omega's look of recognition (because everybody knows him), but he receives a very arrogant eyebrow raise instead.

"who are you?" says the omega with meanness.

"don't you know me?" okay, yes, maybe they haven't told him who he is. this omega seems to be a 20-year-old rookie, perhaps in his first or second season in F1. when max is about to reveal himself, the omega answers the question posed earlier.

"should i?" he says with a rude tone. OH. MY. GOD. nobody has talked to him like that before, and he would be lying if he said he didn't like it. well, if his little omega (yes, his, because this was enough for him to decide) doesn't know who he is, he will gladly tell him that he is standing in front of his future alpha.

"you are in front of the alpha who will give you the moon as a courting gift." the omega has the audacity to snort and then laugh mockingly like the little shit he appears to be.

"who cares about the damn moon if you clearly can't give me a WDC. i don't want it, keep it for someone who settles for so little." the omega drinks his glass of whatever he's drinking in one gulp before leaving.

that's it. he has decided. he's going to sponsor this omega and invest so much in his car that there won't be anyone faster than him, and when he finally wins his damn WDC, he'll claim him in front of everyone without giving a shit. to be honest, max could just go and buy him the championship if his pretty omega wants to, but he has the feeling that the omega would hate him for it. as he walks toward the exit, he orders over the phone to find out which team the omega belongs to, so they could funnel an insignificant fraction of his drug money into his pretty, bratty omega's team

i'll probably take a lot of creative liberties (because, what's max doing there if he's not contributing anything????) but it's okay

Hi bestie! 🥰

Ahhh you're too sweet my loveee❣️ I'm always here to listen to all unhinged thoughts, ideas, and rambles! Thank you so much for finding this blog and being here bby ♥️

Billionaire mafia boss Max who funds F1 as a hobby (and because he's kind of sadistic and loves seeing how people will grovel/humiliate themselves for a single check) becoming enraptured by the beautiful and bratty little Ferrari rookie with his big doe eyes and pretty pout?

The demanding little princess who doesn't care how powerful Max is because he's only after one thing—his dream, his goal, the only thing that matters:

The WDC.

It's a breath of fresh air to see someone so ferociously ambitious but completely willing to seduce, scheme, and fight their way to the top.

Max watches some of Charles Leclerc's old races and sees a blindingly fast young driver who's not afraid to get his elbows out, to drive on the limit, and go head to head with multiple world champions if it means a chance at overtaking.

Looks like an angel but drives like the devil.

But Max's favorite part? The thing that makes him chuckle with genuine delight because Charles is so amusingly selfish that it captivates the Alpha?

It's Charles, post-race, looking like a rosy-cheeked angel as he gives perfect PR answers and giggles prettily at whatever inane flattery the interviewer manages to stutter out. Whenever a question comes up about his aggressive driving or questionable maneuvers on track? A confused, slightly hurt expression. And then a soft, "Oh...um...can you repeat again? I'm sorry, my English...it's not so good 🥺"

By the time he blinks those fluttery dark lashes at the interviewer?

The question has been thrown out the window and Charles is beaming again, dimples on full display as he flounces away from the media pen with a smirk on his lips.

Max is utterly charmed by this gorgeous brat. This self-serving little Omega who has a spine of steel and isn't afraid to use all his resources to get what he wants.

Many think Max wants a submissive little housewife or an oblivious trophy wife who'll day drink and party with her friends while Max is away on business or sleeping with whores.

But the Alpha has always known what he's wanted. It's why he hasn't married yet, despite being 38 years old and having actual supermodels throw themselves at his feet.

He wants someone who isn't afraid to challenge him. Who'll stand by Max's side, support him through the dark, vicious world that is the Dutch mafia.

He wants steel draped in silk. Beautiful, fiery, loyal, and loving.

And after meeting the young Ferrari hopeful, Max's vision is complete:

He wants forever with Charles Leclerc with his dimples and obvious manipulation.

A survivor who's managed to claw his way to the pinnacle of Motorsport despite lacking every advantage the other drivers had:

No familial wealth, no great connections, an Omega in an Alpha dominated sport.

All Charles had was pure, raw talent and a blinding desire to succeed.

His Omega has leveraged everything he already has to get to Ferrari and Max knows he'll need something else to help him grasp that WDC trophy.

Something—or better yet, someone.

Obtaining Charles's address is child's play. The Alpha's bodyguards simply unlock the door of the modest apartment so their boss can waltz right in while carrying an enormous dress box and a bottle of Krug.

Charles may not realize it now but that one conversation so many weeks ago has sealed his fate.

In exactly two years, Charles will become Charles Verstappen.

Max will make sure of it.

[24heuresdumax]

hi nina!!!

i just had an idea for your sad seduction au!!

so imagine nico is pregnant, and he’s really scared of being a burden, so he tries desperately to be independent (maintaining his housmaid duties) all while becoming less and less mobile.

And of course Lewis can not have this. whenever he sees his beautiful wife trying to do work, he immediately initiates a kiss which turns steamy which continues….

And later when he sees his pretty princess waddling around because of the weight of their pup(s), he picks him up and carries him everywhere he needs to go.

(this could also be in the regular housmaid au but it would be also cute if he tried to resist all of lewis’s loving while lewis goes absolutely feral over his pregnant mate)

Hi Anon 😭😭

→ Sad Seductive Housemaid AU (Omegaverse): Part 1, Part 2

AU Synopsis: A separate universe where Nico didn't grow up spoiled and pampered: He grew up on the streets, seducing rich men so he had a roof over his head, and after he meets and falls in love with Lewis, our sad kitten is terrified his Alpha's going to leave him after learning about Nico's less than savory past 🥺

(Aaaaand Unhinged/Pampered Seductive Housemaid AU: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6)

Anonnnn 😭🥺❤️‍🩹 here we have:

Soft and sweet Nico who initially worries that Lewis won't want him if he doesn't at least try to be helpful around the house 🥺

vs.

Feral af Lewis who's salivating and losing his fucking mind at seeing his princess grow rounder and heavier with their pup, who can't fit into any of the pretty clothes Lewis bought him a few months ago and now just waddles around like a cute little penguin in the Alpha's button-ups and tiny scraps of lingerie.

Because Lewis threw out all his old undergarments and replaced them with silk and lace from La Perla (only the best and most luxurious lingerie should touch his sweetheart's soft, supple skin 🥰)

Picture Nico (who's like 4 or 5 months pregnant) trying to clean the countertops but his belly makes it so hard for him to reach the back of the counter 😭 he's hormonal and emotional and a little tired so Nico starts crying because now he can't even clean the kitchen 😭

He's spent all day in his nest with his Alpha's knot inside him, getting fed a gorgeous fruit platter (figs, white nectarines, passionfruit, sumo oranges) and bites of fluffy Japanese pancakes. Since the moment he woke up he's been cradled in Lewis's arms, his Alpha scenting Nico's throat, mouth kissing that fresh mating scar the Omega had begged for (and Lewis was all too happy to give).

Lewis told Nico that he never had to do anything he didn't want ever again but the Omega is terrified the Alpha might get sick of him if all Nico does is lay on his back begging for his Alpha to stretch him full and carry him around the house 😭

So he forced himself onto his knees at around 2 pm and tried to get some cleaning done.

But even that was a lengthy process because the moment Nico tried to get on his knees, his Alpha growled out loud and immediately pounced. He kissed the Omega until our sweet ex-maid was breathless and needy and crying for Alpha to fuck his throat because:

"Need you in my mouth, want to suck you and taste you and be good for you, Alpha." 🥺

Nico is carried into the kitchen where the actual maid lays out the cleaning supplies before exiting the room.

Nico manages to wipe down half a counter before he's crying and Lewis (who never left) is carrying his angel to the enormous sofa and asking what's wrong, is he tired, let's go shopping, let me spoil you—

But Nico is all teary-eyed and sniffling because:

"I h-haven't done anything all day. I'm so useless, Alpha. All I can do is take your knot and lay in my nest and cry if you leave me for even five minutes." Nico looks up at Lewis, completely unaware that right now, he looks like a debauched fallen angel.

"I want that." Lewis doesn't even hesitate. "I want to pamper you for the rest of our lives, schatz. I want to make you feel adored because you're my world, Nico. My brave, resourceful Omega." The Alpha kisses his wet cheek. "You've worked so hard for so long but you don't have to anymore. I'm here, angel, and I'm always going to take care of you."

Hope and fear surge through Nico as he listens to his mate, heart thundering and body singing. "Y-you will, Alpha?" Another sniffle. "You'll love me even when I get stretch marks on my belly and can't bend over because of the baby bump?"

A low, echoing rumble envelops Nico. It should be frightening, the sounds of a predator surrounding him, but the Omega only feels comforted.

Safe and comforted and so well loved.

"My love," Lewis hovers over him, pupils completely dilated, "if you don't think I'll find you beautiful when you swell with our child then that's my fault. I haven't been an attentive mate. But I'm going to make it up to you now, Nico. Come here, love," the Alpha's voice is dark and silky smooth, "let me make it all better."

(No one is surprised when Nico winds up having Irish twins. He's pregnant with their first baby during their civil wedding and pregnant with baby #2 during their church wedding 🤭)

[24heuresdumax]

Hi! I've somewhat recently gotten into F1 (around the end of last year), and it was actually due to Lestappen lol. I've been delving deep into their lore (as well as other drivers and aspects of the sport, of course), and I love blogs like yours that have a wide variety in writing, lestappen and exploring the various dynamics that exist between them.

I wanted to ask if you could write something about Omegaverse Charles falling for Max after seeing him interact with the rookies. Like, I've seen tons of jokes about Max being a grid dad, but still, I've never seen it before used to its fullest potential in Charles witnessing his long-time rival turned friend acting parental and starting to spiral at the realisation that he likes Max (possibly liked him for years now) and wants Max to give him children.

I personally love Omega!Max (saddened because of how rare it is), but it also works for Alpha!Max also.

Imagine Omega!Charles seeing 'Mad Max', 'Aggressive', 'Violent', 'Bad Influence' Max being gentle with the rookies, giving them advice and joking around and that Kickstart a train of thought that starts with "Wow, Max is so good with pups, he would be a good dad, a good Alpha" and lead to "Max would give me such strong pups".

Or

Alpha!Charles sees Max, who's always been a more unconventional Omega, acting motherly towards the rookie pups, comforting them with his calming scent and making sure they're always ok after a bad race. Charles is shocked to see his long-time rival acting in such a way. Of course, he never believed the narratives the British would try to sell about Max being this cold-hearted, unstable omega, but still, it is a (pleasant) surprise to see him acting in such a way. Max is really cute, being such a doting omega and Charles is startled when he catches himself thinking that the Omega would make an amazing mother and would look even cuter carrying his a pup.

I'm honestly just a big fan of Charles realising that Max is attractive and coming to terms with his own feelings. And after the recent interview of Charles saying that he hated Max and thought he was a bad guy, and Max thinking the same about him, I couldn't get the idea out of my head.

Hi Anon! 🥰

Welcome to the blog! And thank you so much for the lovely words, you absolute angel you ♥️🥹 Lestappen pulled us in and now we're here watching this infernal sport and fighting for our lives as Lestappen are continuously separated during media day 😭😭😭

Nevertheless...your AU is precious, Anon! Since we're on a roll with Omega!Max, lets have our secretly sweet and cuddly Dutchman finally having an outlet for all his affection and Omega tendencies by taking the rookies under his wing 🥺 all our babies are following Max around like baby ducklings eager for their grid mama's approval and praise ☺️

All of them continuously defending Max from journalistic slander, attacks from haters, lies printed on various blogs—

That's their grid mom! Their amazing, ultra talented, ultra fierce grid mom whose driving is so dynamic and compelling that the rookies have started coming to Max's trailer to watch old races while cuddled in the Omega's nest. Soon, these cuddle puddles analyzing past races turn into movie nights with snacks, drinks, and the rookies bringing their personal blankets and hoodies to the nest 🥹

Max's heart is so full that soon, his mama hen tendencies begin to show in public as well.

And that's what catches the Prince of Ferrari's attention.

The oh so cool Charles Leclerc with his fairytale good looks and PR perfect smile. The beloved hero of the Tifosi and F1's golden boy who looks up one day to see Max Verstappen cupping Kimi Antonelli's cheek as the wide-eyed Italian driver holds back tears after his DNF at the 2025 Emilia Romagna GP. Max running one hand through the young Mercedes driver's unruly curls as he speaks, his expression so earnest and protective that it actually stops Charles in his tracks.

He has never, in all his life, seen Max Verstappen look so warm and gentle before.

Not ever.

But soon, this becomes a regular occurrence:

Max bringing Ollie a refilled water bottle and giving the young Haas driver a proud smile at how well the young Alpha drove during the sprint race. (Later, Charles sees a fan account post a story showing Max and Ollie out at dinner with GP and Ollie's race engineer, Ronan. The Red Bull driver is photographed adjusting Ollie's jacket, worried the young Alpha might catch a cold.)

Max enveloping Gabi in a warm hug after the Brazilian driver has a bad quali. Charles sees him wrap something heavy and navy blue around the Audi driver's shoulders before quickly escorting him to his trailer. (Charles doesn't realize that Max had given Gabi one of his nesting blankets until much later.)

Max taking Isack and Franco out to lunch at the paddock cafe. He tells jokes, points out some of the older F1 employees, and happily answers all their questions. At the end, Max sneaks each of them a warm, melty cinnamon roll from his favorite bakery and gives each of them a tight hug.

Again and again, Charles is bombarded with evidence of Max Verstappen treating these young rookies with all the care and warmth he himself never received after joining the grid in 2015.

Charles begins to look for Max whenever they're in the same vicinity, whether that's for a photoshoot or sponsorship event or just jogging around Monaco. He begins to stop the Omega and ask him how he is or compliment Max on his latest GT3 achievement.

When the Omega expresses surprise that Charles has kept up with his GT3 activities, Charles finds himself answering without thinking:

"Of course I keep up with your GT3 racing, Max. You're one of my favorite drivers to watch. In every category."

He's mentally kicking himself for admitting this out loud (he's no doubt made the Red Bull driver deeply uncomfortable) but the smile that lights up Max's face causes Charles to physically lose his breath for a few moments.

"Maybe one day you'll race with me." Max shuffles a little closer. "The two of us in the WEC. What do you say to that, Charlie?"

"You want to see me in a Verstappen.com race suit?"

He misses the way Max's pupils dilate. The way he leans forward, ever so slightly.

"You'd race for my team, sch—Charlie?"

"Bien sûr." He winks—and then flushes a little pink when his 'wink' turns into 'rapid blinking.' "The two of us working together? I think we'll win Le Mans on our first try."

"We could win it all." Max bursts out, confident and eager and one hand hovering above Charles's wrist.

The Alpha doesn't hesitate.

He tangles their fingers together, palms touching, and smiles at the rosy-cheeked Omega who he's known for so long—who he's raced against for all his life—and comes to a realization.

A realization he's been fighting for nearly a decade.

This is an Omega he could date.

An Omega he could marry.

An Omega he could love.