My AO3 Books
Hey, just so y'all know I do stuff on archive of our own! Check em out if they interest you!
Room 544 - max verstappen x daniel ricciardo (12/12) injury, silverstone 2021, hurt/comfort
Daniel always hated throwing up.
Hated the feeling of heat, the constricting of his throat, and the taste, all of which sort of be soothed away by his mothers fingers carding through his hair or a soothing hand rubbing his back.
But more than all that? He hated the feeling of almost throwing up. The tight throat, the taste of acid, the burning in his nose, all for nothing. He’d rather shove three fingers in this throat to finish the job than to leave himself with that feeling.
But he’s not at home sick, and there’s no one to soothe him through the feeling as watches Max’s car crash into the barriers on the screen.
- Dramatized version of Silverstone because I’m still not over it, sue me. This came to me in a dream I’m not kidding
you're losing me - logan sargeant x oscar piastri (42/42), depression, hurt/comfort
Oscar hasn’t seen Logan smile in weeks.
Genuinely. Weeks. Not even a fake, half smile. A huff of amusement. Nothing.
In all honesty, Oscar hasn’t seen much of Logan at all this season, and as much as he tries to justify it to himself by blaming team duties, moving to Monaco, Lando and the team’s insistence on bonding with each other to wash the taste of Alpine out of Oscar’s mouth.
But Oscar has been a shit friend. The shittiest. It really hits him when he opens up his and Logan’s text thread to see he left the American on read six weeks ago, giving himself a heart attack. They had gone bits without talking, sure, especially during the F2 to F1 transitions, but never more than two, three weeks before one of them broke the silence.
He should call. He doesn’t. Not that day, or the next, or the next. Not even when he sees Logan’s Williams crash into the Zandervoort barriers. No matter how much his mind screams and pokes, he doesn’t open that text thread or find that number.
Not even when the drop announcement hits.
Oscar doesn’t call.
Meet Me in the Afterglow - max verstappen x charles leclerc (1/1), fluffy, non driver charles, driver max, long distance relationships
Max is winning world championships; Charles is dancing on the biggest tour in the world. They’re both in the spotlight, both exhausted, both learning what loving someone across continents actually takes.
A.K.A I was watching edits on TikTok, saw Lestappen edited to Taylor Swift and was struck by this while waiting for Qatar sprint in six hours like god hit me with a brick.
