Snufflet

Jules | 31 | she/her Reblogs of 18+ work. Proceed at your own discretion Love reading fanfic. Occasional writer: Masterlist In love with Harry Potter (especially Sirius) and the MCU (especially Bucky and Steve). Also like some other stuff - most recent obsession is F1 and Lestappen. What can I say

[snufflet]

Masterlist

This page lists all fanfictions I posted on tumblr

Marvel

Dreams

Bucky realises how he feels - inspired by The Cranberries’ song Dreams

The Vampire Diaries

If it had been Elena

This is a short glimpse into the scene between Mikael and Klaus in 3x09 if it had been Elena instead of Katherine, Elenas thoughts about it, how it came to be her and not Katherine to be in the scene and if you squint there is a hint of a Klaulena-future

[lecmonica]

our most precious beautiful boy

[fwoom]

doodle

[sixteensecrets]

you know what? I'm done playing nice for max. I hope everyone crashes(safely xoxo) except charles. charles is not only P1, but P2-P10 too. so he takes home 100 points

Everyone crashing out except for Charles is the poetic justice we deserve!!

[cooloddball]

the way max is looking at Charles is literally this emoji 🥰 he is looking at the most adorable human being ever and that smile. he is so fond and just enamoured by him.

the funny thing is that charles and checo are seem to be having a serious conversation here and while max is just like “damn, beautiful fucking beautiful 😍”

i love this for them.

[cooloddball]

charles being like “my man, my man, my man” 😍😘 and max just yapping away as charles looks at him like he is the most specialest boy (he is) and they are just so…

max’s pov

[lost-in-fandoms]

Max at Circuit de Monaco on June 06, 2026 by Marco Talluto

[maxterclass]

felt cute, might delete later 🎀

[24heuresdumax]

Nina hi!! Eternal Sunshine tour kicking off got me looking for the pop star Au where Charles literally goes "i see it, i like it, i want it, i got it" on Max. Thinking about how the media tried to tear them apart saying that it wouldnt last but they got the last laugh bc now years down the line, shelves full of grammys and WDC trophies, Charles announces he'll take a sabbatical as he's busy growing the next chapter in their story 🍼 (the song used for the post is ironically dandelion 🤭)

Hi Anon 💖

Rancid4Rancid Lestappen: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

(Set in 2026)

I love every word of this, Anon!!! Bring on the unhinged codependence and burning hot adoration of Lestappen!! ❤️‍🔥 Kudos again to @ecterce-blog for creating this gorgeous AU!! 🍒

Charles throwing it back to the song he first used to announce his and Max's relationship? Inspired. We clap and we cheer and we know this is peak diva behavior!!

Everyone knows who Charles wrote Eternal Sunshine for—he never shied away from dropping the biggest hints and most obvious clues but our pop princess is still a little upset he never got the chance to talk about Max during all the promo, interviews, and televised performances. (Max didn't break up with his girlfriend until the end of 2024, after he won his 4th title...but he and Charles just couldn't stay away from one another 😚)

So this time, Charles decides to have so much fun with his pregnancy announcement.

He and Max learn that Charles is pregnant right as the world tour for his last album is wrapping up. For the last few weeks Charles has needed extra cuddles and kisses from his mate because he's been feeling so sluggish and tired and he can't keep anything down 🥺 Max has accompanied to him to almost every tour date and he's been standing backstage, ready to kiss and hold and scent his Omega the second the show is over.

His precious bby is working so hard and Max just wants to take care of him 😭 fan photos are everywhere, showing the 4-time world champion carrying Charles around backstage or massaging his feet after a show or making him a little snack because Charles can only eat late at night these days.

The joint fandoms are losing their minds because they have never, ever seen Max behave this way in any of his past relationships. Before, everyone knew racing was his first priority. He never did red carpets, he never accompanied his partner to any PR events, and he certainly never skipped sim racing sessions to stand backstage listening to the same songs over and over again.

But these songs are the song his Charlie wrote about them.

And the PR events he goes to means more time with his Omega.

And the red carpets have become something Max enjoys because he gets to see his precious boy sparkle and shine brighter than all the other stars in the sky.

So while they're cuddled up in Charles's nest, both of them buried beneath cashmere blankets, Charles takes out his phone and snaps a photo of his Alpha caressing his baby bump.

He tilts his head up to see his mate gazing down at him, one hand cupping his belly, the other tucked under Charles's head.

With the F1 season starting soon, the Omega decides there's no better way to announce his temporary hiatus than by spending the next nine months by his Alpha's side. "Mon amour," Charles runs one hand down Max's arm, "I have a photoshoot for Harper's Bazaar coming up...and I want to make it a joint shoot."

Max doesn't hesitate. "I'll be there, schatje."

🎶🏎🎶🏎🎶🏎

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[Image Description: Milton Keynes conference room. A photo of Charles sitting on Max's lap. Numerous Red Bull engineers surround them. Cans of Red Bull are everywhere but Charles is holding a lavender mug filled with pink hibiscus tea, caffeine free. Max's arm is wrapped around Charles's waist. The usually scandalously dressed pop diva can be seen wearing loose gray cashmere lounge pants and Max's oversized Red Bull jacket. Their hands are intertwined atop Charles's stomach.

[Image Description: Max and Charles in Los Angeles. They're holding hands, exiting a recording studio. Max is mid-laugh while Charles is animatedly talking. The pop princess is wearing the same oversized lavender sweater and white go-go boots that he wore during his and Max's first PR campaign for Tag Heuer.

[Image Description: Max and Charles flying to Australia for the first GP of the 2026 season. Aboard Max's private jet, the couple is photographed cuddling in Charles's nest: Max cradling him from behind while the Omega is dressed in a skimpy crop top and mini skirt. He's only three months along but his bump is prominent, especially when Charles is laying on his side.]

charles_leclerc New life blooming 🌸🌼🌺 @/maxverstappen1

maxverstappen1 My two loves @/charles_leclerc nothing else can compare ❤️💙

User1 Ugly crying rn because our Charlie made it 🥹🥹🥹 our angel is going to be a mama 😭

User2 This is actually really sweet...ngl I used to snark on Max and Charles a LOT because Charles is a homewrecker and Max is a bona fide cheater. But looking at these pics now I'm like...huh, they're kinda cute??

User3 I really never thought the mistress could become the wifey but damn looks like Charles Leclerc really broke the mould

User4 lmao what do u mean 'wifey' he and max aren't married 😂

User3 They're mated? @/User4

User4 mating still isn't marriage 😂

User5 Are you trolling right now? I think everyone can agree a mating bite is way more permanent than a marriage certificate...

sophiekumpen @/User4 Marriage coming soon 💐

User6 Anyone else find it kinda gross that Max wrote "nothing else can compare" like dude you legit cheated on your long term girlfriend for some fickle pop singer who likely babytrapped you?? People on here are glazing Charles like he's won something but lowkey this omega is a red flag and Max is the only one dumb enough not to see it

User7 LOL at the idea that Charles is a red flag 😆 he and Max are both insane for each other, like there's a good chance those two idiots mutually babytrapped the other person 🤣 @/User6

User8 this explains why max was still going to charles's concerts even tho he was in the middle of a wdc fight last year. his mate was carrying their baby...max's alpha instincts must have been going haywire every day they were apart 🥺😭❤️

User9 Never thought I'd see Charles Leclerc make a post like this 😳 the guy who sang "baby you might need a seatbelt when i ride it/ i'ma leave it open like a door, come inside it/ even though i'm wifey you can hit it like a side chick" is now mated, pupped up, and got an alpha so obsessed with him he's legit carrying charles around the paddock 😭😭😭

User10 I am dead. Charles using "Dandelion" for this carousel??? Boy pls 😭

User11 hi, new charles leclerc fan! why is it so controversial that he used dandelion? i love that song

User10 Welcome to the fandom @/User11 🤗 and okayyyy lore time: Charles released this song in November 2024 to announce he and Max were together (and to celebrate Max's 4th title in Las Vegas). But the timing of it was so weird because Charles obviously had to write and record the song, then mix and master the song, and then plan for distribution ahead of time right? Which means at minimum, the song would've been completed 6-8 weeks in advance. And 6-8 weeks ago, Max was still in a relationship with his ex...so...it's (very) likely Charles and Max got together before "Dandelion"...and the song was actually Charles's "victory lap" over Max's ex 😅 it's a messy af situation and there are tons of great Reddit threads that analyze it in detail but at the end of the day, who are we to stand in the way of true love? 😆

maxverstappen1 Can't wait for baby Verstappen-Leclerc this year @/charles_leclerc Liked by charles_leclerc, sophiekumpen, pascale.leclerc.355

arthur_leclerc Welcome to the family! @/maxverstappen1

[24heuresdumax]

Charles is the owner or CEO of a major company, and he has to decide which team to sponsor. In his heart, he’d choose Ferrari, but he has to do what’s best for the company. So he has four race weekends to choose from among the top four teams (Ferrari, Red Bull, Mercedes, and McLaren). Every race, he’ll be in a team’s garage, but the moment he sets foot in the paddock, everyone is paying attention to him—Max literally bumps into a door when he walks past him. But don’t let that angelic face fool you; Charles didn’t get where he is at such a young age by being nice. 

And Charles better be prepared for when he visits the Red Bull garage, because Max has already decided that this omega is his, and he’s willing to do whatever it takes to get him. 

All that to say, I’d love to see Charles wearing more formal clothes.  https://pin.it/7ey2udQmG

https://pin.it/tvYUlox3W

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Hi Anon 👔

Intelligent, resourceful, and business savvy Charles who climbed his way to the top of the corporate ladder through intuition, determination, and ruthless ambition. He's never let his designation get in the way of his dream, of occupying the top spot in the C-Suite.

He didn't get to where he is by being emotional and irrational. Charles is collected, contemplative, and a bit of an a huge overthinker. He adores the Scuderia—he's cheered for them since he was a young pup hoisted on his dad's shoulders—but he's met with Benedetto Vigna and gone through Ferrari's financial reports.

He'd receive a pretty ROI if he invested.

But F1 is his passion. He doesn't just want to get a return on his investment (although yes, his shareholders would love that), but he wants to see the team he invests in actually win.

Which is why he's here, in the Red Bull motorhome. The last team he'll visit before meeting with his Board of Directors to give them his final recommendation of where they should invest.

Dressed in a perfectly tailored gray Ferragamo blazer, matching skirt, and burgundy stilettos sharp enough to kill a man, Charles walks into a sea of Red Bull blue with his head held high and his expression unreadable.

He's there to conduct business and he's brought his team with him: Members of his company's fiscal and accounting team, lawyers, financial advisors, technical advisors, the company's shareholder representative—Charles wants to make sure everyone knows that he's not some hapless, stupid Omega who's just here to give away money.

He's a man on a mission and no one is going to distract him or underestimate him.

Charles is fully prepared to negotiate, grill, and interrogate each key member of the team he's visiting—

But he is wholly unprepared for one persistent, stubborn, and sapphire-eyed 4-time world champion.

Max Verstappen walks right up to Charles with a wide smile, an extended hand, and one question on his tongue?

"I'm having dinner tonight if you'd care to join me?" A smile that makes his eyes crinkle.

Charles expertly pushes aside the warm feeling in his heart and stares down the blond-haired Dutchman with more confidence than good sense. "Unless it's a dinner to discuss my potential investment in Red Bull, then I'm afraid my evening is all booked."

Max's smile widens. "Of course. As both an employee of Red Bull, and a staunch advocate for the team, I'd be more than happy to try and convince you that Red Bull Racing is where you belong."

"Mmh. I assume your lawyers and representatives from your fiscal department will be joining us?"

"Ah, not quite." He hands his can of Red Bull to a nearby assistant. "I thought maybe this first dinner could just be a...get to know you thing. After all, I remember in your company's press statement you mentioned wanting to be a partner that sees the team succeed on track as well as off track? And you know, Mr. Leclerc, I do have a bit of experience with the Red Bull on track."

For a moment, the young CEO is tempted to laugh. Verstappen is clearly more prepared than he anticipated. "You read my press statement or your assistant read my press statement and then summarized it for you?"

Max grins. "Contrary to popular belief, F1 drivers do know how to read."

"So do 10 year olds, Mr. Verstappen, but I'm curious to see if you actually understood the substance of what you read." He replies swiftly.

Some part of him is surprised by how long he's letting this banter go on.

An even smaller part of him is hoping that maybe it'll go for just a little while longer.

Instead, the Alpha manages to surprise Charles again. He takes off his flat brim Red Bull cap, pulls a Sharpie from his back pocket, and scribbles something on the inside of the cap before offering it to Charles.

"What are you doing?" He asks, genuinely bewildered.

"How about a bet to go along with our dinner?"

"Business meeting." He corrects instinctively.

"Sure, a business meeting but we'll be eating dinner, won't we?"

"...We will." Charles agrees reluctantly.

Max smiles. "Perfect. So take this," he continues holding out the cap until Charles reluctantly takes it, "and let me know if you can decipher the riddle I've written. You decipher the riddle correctly and I'll let you ask me anything during dinner—nothing will be off limits." He winks.

Charles raises an eyebrow. "And on the off chance I can't decipher this riddle?"

"Then you let me ask you anything—no limits."

A dangerous bet.

Behind him, Charles can feel one of his attorneys getting ready to protest but the Omega cuts him off. "This dinner will be an introduction to the Red Bull team, isn't that right Mr. Verstappen?"

"Absolutely." The Alpha nods. "An introduction and a promise of what's to come."

"You sound very confident that I'll like what I hear this evening."

Max shrugs. "I'm good at achieving my goals."

"And your goal this evening is to secure my funding?" Charles doesn't know why he asks this—of course that's Verstappen's goal.

He's not just Red Bull's employee—he's their golden boy, their number one driver.

Their 4-time world champion.

But for Charles to be reduced to nothing more than a number on a check is...

Disappointing.

Even though that's exactly what he set out to do when he offered to meet with each of the top teams to determine which one he'll sponsor.

He shakes away the feeling and prepares to write it off as a fluke when Max suddenly steps closer. The Alpha's tall, imposing build towers over Charles but there's nothing oppressive or disquieting about the Dutchman's presence.

Instead, a shiver runs down his spine when Max looks him in the eye and tells Charles under no uncertain terms—

"You were never just a number to me, Charles."

It must be the amount of caffeine he consumed on his flight over. There's no other explanation for why his heart jumped slightly at those words—words that should be meaningless because this is a business deal.

Charles should have curtly shut Max down and reminded him who he was talking to. This is Charles Leclerc, CEO to one of the largest and most prominent media conglomerates in the world.

But standing there, in the middle of a crowded garage with personnel on all sides, Charles somehow feels like he and Max are the only two people in the world.

"So...what can I do to get you to call me Max?" He asks.

Charles holds onto the Red Bull cap with both hands. "I'll let you know when you've earned that honor, Mr. Verstappen."

He then turns, burgundy high heels clicking behind him as Charles walks away, heart racing, and a curious, bubbling thrill rushing through his veins at the prospect of dinner this evening.

[24heuresdumax]

Hi Nina <3

Wrote this as a comment then thought maybe it should be an ask. Loved the newest motorcycle matchmaker installment, truly excellent, can't wait for part 4 and jealous Max (update since this is a resend, it was delicious)

There's some great immediate narrative potential for them being outed on their first kiss, like I can see Max freaking out and Charles comforting and reassuring him the day after when it registers for him properly and he's getting calls from his manager. Just cooing endearments and feeding him breakfast (ordered)

...whilst he's sat in his lap kissing gently at the marks he made

Charles taking the lead in the ensuing interviews and media knowing Max hates it and unapologetically loving him every time. Charles is the prince of ferrari and he'll make sure everyone treats his princess right

but also in their future I just see Charles being absolutely wild with his possessiveness without the constraint of having to hide, they always come into the paddock together with Max behind Charles on the bike, and like Max never has less than 3 visible hickeys and a piece of Charles' clothes on him past this point, in fact Charles will actively make new ones whilst they're both in interviews.

Charles comes up behind Max pulling him into his arms whilst Max is answering a question he starts mouthing at the back of his neck as Max increasingly stutters his answers out in between tiny hitches of breath. Giving the interviewer a chance to ask another question, Charles pauses a moment, his eyes flick up to meet the camera and he detaches his mouth from Max's skin to give the smuggest smirk and then buries his face back into Max's neck, back to marking his boy

- Winter

Also have you read

"summer's in the air and, baby, heaven's in your eyes" by cozyleclerc

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47489047

I think you'd like it :)

Hi Winter 😊

Motorcycle Matchmaker AU: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Taking place after the events of Part 3 and Max and Charles's (very public) bistro kiss 😚

Max getting nonstop calls from Raymond, Paul (Director of Comms and Social Media), Alice and Madeline (Sr Comms Managers), followed by various texts from Gemma and one amused text from GP congratulating Max for finally getting his man 😉

All this happens after Max wakes up—he's in Charles's bed, the Monegasque driver cradling him in his arms, Max's head on his chest, and their legs tangled beneath the sheets. It's the warmest, happiest, and safest Max has ever felt and he just wants to block the outside world and stay in Charles's arms forever.

But he knows the he ignores his PR & Comms teams, the more they'll badger him.

So he reluctantly tries to sit up and start responding to his missed calls and frantic texts but he's quickly pulled back into Charles's arms. Alert green eyes and a mischievous smile greets him before Charles is wrapping Max in another embrace, lips pressing soft kisses to his temple and cheekbone. "Morning, chéri. Trying to escape my arms already?"

Max instinctively burrows his face back into Charles's chest, a happy hum filling the air. "Never, Charlie." He smiles as he hugs his boyfriend. "But I think everyone at Red Bull is kind of melting down right now. Because of the kiss." He adds a little shyly.

Charles doesn't seem the least bit embarrassed. "It was a very, very good kiss. Worthy of a repeat performance?"

Sunlight pours in through the open curtains as Max giggles, eagerly melting into his handsome, perfect, lovely boyfriend's enthusiastic kisses. His heart feels light as a feather—he can't believe he gets to have this, to have Charles.

He feels like he's living in a daydream as Charles carries him to the kitchen for breakfast. He completely ignores Max's protests, insisting he's too heavy and Charles doesn't need to, he doesn't want to be a bother—

"You're not too heavy, you're never a bother, and I love having you in my arms, mon amour." Charles informed him as he gently set Max down on the marble countertop. "Crepes, chéri?"

And so Max gets to sit there, sipping ice water with lemon as Charles expertly mixes the batter for crepes and cuts up strawberries and fresh cherries to accompany their breakfast.

Charles playfully dabs whipped cream on Max's nose and Max kisses Charles while his lips are stained with cherry juice.

It's only after they're seated at the breakfast table, Charles absolutely refusing to let Max sit anywhere else except his lap, that the phone calls start all over again.

And this time, Max is forced to accept the FaceTime calls.

He's nervous—unsure of what they might say—but he knows one thing:

He won't give Charles up, not for anyone or anything in the world.

He takes a deep breath and answers the first call from Alice—

"What in god's name were you thinking?" Is the first thing she asks.

Max winces. "Morning Alice, I know this is probably...a lot for you and everyone in Comms right now but—"

"A lot? Max, what are we supposed to even say? We have no plausible deniability whatsoever, our legal team is meeting with F1, the FIA, and the various countries where this kind of thing is frowned upon!"

A sudden rush of anger and defensiveness comes over Max. "Don't call it a 'thing', Alice. This isn't a 'thing'. This is my relationship—this is the man I love. Just because someone filmed me kissing Charles doesn't change the fact that I'm an F1 driver and a 4-time world champion."

Alice quiets, her face scrunching up in sympathy. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have worded it like that. I know nothing's changed but in the eyes of the media, everything has turned topsy turvy. We literally got phone calls from Oprah asking if you'd be interested in doing an interview discussing inclusive sexuality in Motorsport and we're kind of, well, we're a little stuck." She exhales, suddenly looking exhausted. "We don't want you make you uncomfortable or commit you to anything you don't want to do right now. You're in the driver's seat Max, and we'll support you."

"And Charles too?"

The Senior Communications Manager at Red Bull Racing frowns. "Um, well, I...suppose since he is your partner now. But you know, Max, most of his PR is going to be handled by Ferrari...?"

"Yes, but I want to make sure we don't neglect Charles or paint him in a bad light while we're planning out our PR stuff." The Dutchman insists adamently.

From behind him, he feels Charles press a gentle kiss to the nape of his neck. His arms tighten around Max's waist and for the first time since the call started, Max feels himself starting to relax as he leans into his boyfriend's chest, a soft smile on his lips when he feels Charles playfully nip at his ear.

"...Charles is right behind you, isn't he?"

"Huh?"

"Max you are blushing like a schoolgirl right now."

"Bonjour, Alice." Charles leans in slightly so he's now on camera. "Ravi de faire votre connaissance." He smiles, dimples on full display.

She rolls her eyes. "Alright, lay off the charm Leclerc, we're not going to be interfering in your relationship with Max."

"Excellent." He eyes twinkle. "But you couldn't have interfered even if you wanted to. Sylvia and Mia have had various contingency plans in place since 2022 when I told them I was in love with a certain Dutch driver and was going to date him."

The information is brand new to Max.

He turns, eyes wide. "You told your PR team that you wanted to date me in 2022?"

"Ferrari's an image conscious institution." Charles explains. "And I knew my...preferences would cause some fuss. So I let them know early and made it very, very clear that one day, I'd have the honor of calling Max Verstappen mine."

Tears well up in the blond driver's eyes, bottom lip quivering at the realization. "Oh mijn schatje..." He wraps his arms around Charles's neck and leans in, desperately needing to kiss his love and hold him and—

"Okay Max, I'm going to end the call now. Just a head's up, we'll get in contact with Ferrari and make a joint announcement about your relationship and how we support you but—alright, you're still kissing, I'm...just going to send this in an email."

Alice hangs up.

Max doesn't even notice.

(And yes!! I love that fic! The atmosphere is so dreamy and sun-drenched, it perfectly captures the luxurious blue-sky days in Monaco and the gentle way Charles takes cares of Max?? Chef's kiss 😘)

[24heuresdumax]

Salve, Nina! I hope you doing well

I can imagine how lion Max from hybrid au always uses his tail to hold his human, rounding Charles’ wrist, hand, waist, ankle… sometimes neck.. in days that feels hard for Charles or just when Max wants to wake him up and got some attention, he uses soft brush on end of his tail to tickle until Charles is laughing and petting his big kitti. It was very surprising for Charles to get known that his lion’s tail is also enough strong to move him whenever its owner wants. (Also the view of Max’s muscles on back working when his tail going from side to side was sort of experience for him… was feeling so much guilty for thinking about his hybrid this was.. what’s a pity that he is only master of lion and can’t get what he want 🥺💔)

Also thank you very much for moto au updates these days 🙏🙏🙏💋💋🛐!!!! Pride month and all non hetero non cis things is non legal in country I live so, please, have fun and feel happy for all of us who is not possible to join this time

With love and best wishes in all languages that are, will and were exist,

Sher

Sher!! 🥹💓 this is truly one of the sweetest messages ever 😭❣️ I will happily champion, write, and support the fics, drabbles, and artwork that celebrates all the beautiful non-hetero and non-cis stories that are so important to read, tell, and cherish 🫶 thank you for being here, sending you so much love Sher 🥰

Hybrids AU: Part 1

Max’s tail being used for so many other purposes aside from keeping balance and showing Charles how happy he is to be in his presence (Max literally turns into a golden retriever when Charles opens his arms for hugs and cuddles) ❤️💙

I love the image of Max causally just wrapping his tail around Charles’s wrist while he’s sitting in his office working and Max is having a little cat nap on the huge cat bed by his desk. For the longest time, Max just uses his tail to hold onto Charles and keep him close.

He never actually shows his pretty Charlie just how strong his tail is.

Until the holiday party.

Charles’s firm hosts a large, lavish Christmas celebration for everyone at the firm and they rent out the largest ballroom at the Fairmont Hotel. Our gorgeous architect is so excited to take his Maxie—this is the first time he and Max will be attending an event together after Max’s rut 🤭

(The same rut that left Charles unable to walk for a week—which was just fine with Max, he happily carried his mate around the apartment and loved how Charles got so clingy since his human body was adapting to Max claiming him as his mate.)

Now, Max is used to walking around the apartment in nothing but boxers (yes, he sleeps naked). Whenever they go out shopping or to Charles’s office or to the park, Max just wears a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt. He doesn’t like clothes or dressing up all that much but for this event, Charles is insistent.

“Maxie…you called me your mate.” He runs one hand through his lion’s mane as they’re curled up on the sofa, The Vampire Diaries playing in the background.

“You are my mate! Mine—and no one else’s.” His lion insists vehemently.

This is the first time Charles gets a taste of how…strong Max’s tail can be.

His usually sweet and docile hybrid literally loops his whole tail around Charles’s waist and drags him closer to the blond.

The architect glanced at the smooth, soft tail wrapped around him and then back up at Max. His ears twitch—a sign that Max is agitated and needs comfort.

Charles quickly cups his face, leaning in to give him a nuzzle and kiss on the cheek the way he usually did.

But they’re mates now.

And in Max’s mind, mates get kisses—lots and lots of kisses on the mouth.

So Charles spends the rest of the evening kiss drunk and fucked open, his hole wet and sloppy because Max’s hybrid tongue is…much longer than a regular human’s 😛

He writes off the whole incident as Max adjusting to life as Charles’s boyfriend.

They go to the tailor’s where Max’s clothes are all custom made to fit his impressive height, bulging muscles, and animated tail. Shoes are a huge battle since Max is used to going around barefoot—even when they’re outdoors.

Charles gets down on his knees and wraps his lips around his hybrid’s huge cock—as much of it as he can—before Max thrusts in deeper, hitting the back of Charles’s throat.

Charles holds on, taking Max deeper because he wants his hybrid to feel good and cum in his mouth and, most importantly, get the goddamn shoes, Max.

Max capitulates after Charles gently coaxes the hybrid into agreeing in his post-orgasmic haze.

And at the elaborate holiday party that’s been planned to perfection by Charles’s coworkers (one of them being a hybrid themselves), our stunning brunet and his imposing hybrid steal the show.

Charles, in gorgeously tailored crimson 3-piece suit (with a gold chain pocket watch) and Max in a pristine dark navy blue blazer and trousers (he refused to wear a vest and Charles had to wrestle him into the white dress shirt).

(Max loved the wrestling so much he wound up eating Charles out right there, on the floor of Charles’s walk-in closet and our Monegasque architect had to awkwardly shuffle into the ballroom, hole still a little sore from Max’s enthusiastic oral performance 🤭)

But the real display of Max’s tail strength?

In the middle of the party, one of Charles’s coworkers tries to dance with him.

Max is standing there, seething, and uses his tail ass a goddamn lasso to wrap around Charles—

And yank him back into his hybrid’s arms.

After that, Max uses his tail as a security measure to swat away unwanted suitors and ensure no one comes within breathing distance of his future baby momma.

[24heuresdumax]

Hi Nina! Hope you’re enjoying your trip. 

It makes quite some time that we don’t see IT Worker Max x F1 Driver Charles; with the boom of the wags and our only hab on the internet, Liberty Media decided that it would be a great idea if all the partners were together in one room to watch the races. Max is very aware that he is the only alpha in the middle of a bunch of omegas and one or two betas, so he tries to be the most polite and unthreatening by always keeping himself at a respectable distance while talking with them, really paying attention to what they are saying and not being dismissive when they talk about fashion or brand deals, never talking over them waiting for his turn, nevar feeling more important because he has a “real job” and wearing sent patches because he knows his sent is strong (Charles made sure he knew his sent is great and not bad how he believed it was). But what he doesn’t notices is that this plus his broad shoulders and muscular arms, made those omegas fall for him, they seriously would dump their millionaires boyfriends to be with him. And when Max discover that? He makes clear Charles is the love of his life, but he also encourages them to broke up if they are unhappy and try to find real love. 💞💞

Hi my angel! 💓💓

Geek!Max x Driver!Charles AU: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

Ahhh you're so right, it's been too long since we've seen our beloved IT worker Max and Ferrari princess Charles ❤️💙 I adore our earnest, geeky Max being so respectful and kind to the other WAGs during the entire PR event 🥹 he doesn't want to make the Omegas uncomfortable and he really doesn't want to cause Charles any trouble on the grid so our Maxie is sitting there (the event is hosted on a yacht with the race live streamd since there was no garage/pit wall big enough to hold all 10 WAGs—and 1 HAB) doing whatever he can to ease the tension and create a more relaxed atmosphere.

Max hates cameras and would usually just sit in a corner, arms crossed, intently watching the race on his iPad while aggressively yelling at the screen whenever his Charlie gets a penalty and loudly cheering at every overtake and display of clever race craft.

But this time, he's engaging and cheerful and helps some of the WAGs understand the technical intricacies of the engines, the design, and the regulatory guidelines. All the WAGs gradually become smitten with his intelligent, patient, adorably goofy Alpha that by the time Charles finishes the race in P1, no one (except Max) is watching the race.

They're all staring at the blond haired, blue eyed Dutch Alpha who's just jumped up from his seat and is loudly applauding along with the rest of the Tifosi. Max has to fight back every urge to jump off the yacht, swim to shore, and run right into the sea of Rosso Corsa where he can stand in the crowd, awestruck and amazed, as he love stands triumphant atop his scarlet Ferrari.

It's only when Max realizes the entire room is deathly silent that he turns around—

And is smacked in the face with a wave of sickly sweet pheromones that it almost causes him to gag. (And the Omegas don't smell bad but Max is so attuned to Charles, to his Omega, that the scent of anyone else just makes him recoil on instinct.)

But the WAGs are all looking at Max.

And then one of them invites him to the after party—it's an event sponsored by Alo, completely private, no cameras. Max blinks in confusion.

He's not an influencer so he never got an invitation.

Besides:

"That's really nice of you all to invite me but Charles is going to be pretty tired. I'm going to run him a bubble bath and then we'll make homemade pizzas. We'll probably spend the rest of the night watching movies in his nest, he gets really sleepy after dessert." Max beams brightly.

Just thinking about his Charlie standing there, soaked in champagne and holding his P1 trophy at his home race, makes Max's heart race.

But the thought of Charles, all sleepy and happy and ready for scenting and snuggles after a long day of racing and celebrating?

That makes Max melt.

But while he's daydreaming about pampering his princess, the other WAGs watch with an envious and slightly bitter expression. Their boyfriends never did any of that for them.

It was always the Omegas who had to put in the emotional labor, who had to plan and coordinate everything with their boyfriend's PAs. It was always parties at the hottest nightclub and then nursing hangovers the next morning.

None of the boyfriends paid enough attention to notice when they got tired or wanted homemade food.

They watch as Max trots back to his seat and begins to tidy up—picking up his Hydroflask and slinging his backpack over his shoulder. "Oh hey, here's your charger! See, you didn't lose it!" He hands one of the WAGs her charger that she dropped and couldn't find half an hour into the race.

He remembered what I said. She thinks with a soft, wistful sigh.

As he's trying to get his other backpack strap on (a bit difficult due to his broad chest and prominent arm and back muscles), a plastic container falls out. Max barely manages to catch it before it spills to the ground.

The WAGs lean in closer. "Are those...cookies?" One of them asks.

Max blushes. "Yeah, they're Baci di Dama. Charlie's favorite cookies. I made them yesterday after he went to sleep, I know he'll need to eat something before he guzzles down all the champagne." He laughs.

Considerate. So thoughtful and considerate and...so sweet. Another WAG bites down on her bottom lip.

Her boyfriend didn't even know what she was allergic to and he certainly didn't know what her favorite cookie is.

As the WAGs continue to watch Max, their scents get sadder and sadder.

The Alpha pauses.

Did he do something wrong?

No, no! They're quick to reassure. It's just that...is he sure he doesn't want to come to the after party? It'll be a good time, no cameras or anything. He can do...whatever he wants.

For a second, Max just stares at them, confused and little worried because they're behaving kind of strangely—did they need some water?

But after one of the WAGs tries to run her hand up and down his arm, Max realizes what's going on.

And shuts that shit down real quick. (He's very grateful the camera crew left after the race finished, otherwise they'd capture him audibly growling on camera.)

Just as he's wrapping up his speech that Charles is the love of his life, his future mate, and the most incredible, lovely Omega he's ever met, he realizes everyone else's eyes are welling up with tears. One by one they begin to confess their relationship troubles to Max.

Our Alpha is trying to leave the yacht at this point so as he's walking out, there's just a trail of gorgeous Omegas walking beside him, with each WAG tearfully admitting that their relationship isn't going as well as they hoped and all they want is an Alpha like him.

Max tries to reassure all the WAGs that he's not the right Alpha for them—but also, they shouldn't feel pressured to stay in an unhappy relationship. "Sometimes," Max explains as they come closer a sea of Tifosi, "you just need to take a leap of faith. You never know where it'll take you." He smiles and it's not the picture perfect smile their F1 driver Alphas have.

It's a little crooked and makes his eyes squint up but it's also the warmest, kindest smile they've seen in a long, long while.

Right as Max waves goodbye, he hears footsteps and smells something sweet and perfect and as familiar to Max as his own heartbeat.

Charles.

The Omegas watch as the Monegasque driver (and Monaco race winner) leaps into Max's arms, loudly yelling out mon cœur! before wrapping his legs around Max's hips and kissing the Dutchman breathless.

Sylvia looks like she's swallowed a lemon.

Charles isn't usually this reckless but after someone showed him some footage of Max walking back from the WAG/HAB event with a parade of stunning Omegas behind him?

Well, our possessive Ferrari princess had to claim his man.

Publicly.

[24heuresdumax]

Hi Nina! I'm still thinking about your brocedes time travel au and I think it would be hilarious if Lewis and younger Nico got papped in the paddock.

Lewis is trying so hard to keep the truth from young Nico, letting him believe that they're still together and his older self is just on a business trip, but their kiss outside his motorhome was very public and Lewis is Lewis so it goes viral immediately. People are obsessed with Lewis finally dating again and the omega he's with is so pretty! A little young maybe but no worse than di caprio. Except, if you squint the omega kind of looks like Nico Rosberg and okay that is weird. Obviously nobody assumes time travel they just assume Lewis is really hung up on his ex and has found a young omega who looks enough like Nico that he can pretend it's him.

Hi Anon 📰📸

Maybe Let's Love Again AU: Part 1, Part 2

!!! The dramaaa lmaooo the identity play, the mix-ups, the drama!! 😭😂 Imagine modern day fans seeing a photo of F1's most famous bachelor wrapped up in the arms of a petite, golden haired beauty who's got his arms looped around Lewis's neck. Their bodies are pressed so tightly not even air can get in between. The blond is wearing stilettos that make his legs look even longer and that dress?

That skin tight, sexy as hell dress that clings to his curves, shows off his tits, and looks like it's from a very rare vintage collection??

Everyone unanimously decides that:

Lewis Hamilton has a type, and apparently that type = beautiful Omegas who bear a striking resemblance to a young Nico Rosberg, and

The paddock has a new WAG diva—and it looks like he's a possessive little thing, judging by how eagerly he's kissing Lewis in the photos.

The forums explode and soon, all the gossip blogs are mining their contacts for any possible information about the enigmatic blond who was seen with Lewis and then swiftly carried out of the paddock.

A lot of people begin to feel sorry for Lewis, his new Omega, and Nico. A conspiracy theory surfaces that Lewis never got over his former teammate and is now just sleeping around with Omegas who look like the German Omega. They pity the young, naive blond who's gotten tangled up in a tangled "love" story that's become more of a nightmare than a fairytale.

But even more people are swooning at the thought of Lewis finding love again after so many years 😭

So while Young!Nico is here...

[Image Description: A blurry photo of Lewis Hamilton and a familiar petite blond at a matcha cafe. The blond is dressed in one of Lewis's oversized designer jackets, a knee-length silk skirt, and kitten heels. He's wearing a Mercedes cap that obscures half his face but Lewis is looking down adoringly at him while one hand is inches away from cupping the mysterious blond's ass.]

gossipgridxoxo My, my, my, has the notorious playboy bachelor decided to extend a one-night stand? Ever since Lewis Hamilton's explosive relationship with one Nico Rosberg, it's been rare to see the Alpha spotted with another Omega who isn't just a one-night stand. But could this mystery blond be the exception? Photos first surfaced of the 7-time world champion kissing the nameless beauty in the F1 paddock but for us gossipers, we know that's nothing to write home about.

Lewis Hamilton and a beautiful Omega? Same old, same old.

But Lewis Hamilton and a beautiful Omega trying to go incognito to a little matcha cafe? Hmm....

We do wonder what Nico Rosberg himself might think of all this...but the 2016 F1 world champion has been MIA since Lewis's newest arm candy surfaced last week. Coincidence? Perhaps.

But is it wrong of us to say that we can't wait to see more of this gorgeous little mystery? You know you love me. Xoxo

[Image Description: The balcony of Lewis's Monaco penthouse. Sunset golden hour. A fuzzy photo surfaces that shows a blond haired, tan skinned Omega standing topless (back facing away from the camera) as he laughs. Lewis has him in an embrace, face pressed against the young blond's neck.]

gossipgridxoxo Summer love is here to stay—and what a lovely sight this is! Could this be a sign that Sir Lewis Hamilton is serious about the new beauty in his life? Not just a few paddock walks and blurry photos together but spending time in Lewis's actual Monaco penthouse?

Hmm...I don't like to speculate without primary source verification but considering no one knows anything about this blond beauty, I'm inclined to believe Lewis may have conjured his latest squeeze from thin air.

You know you love me. Xoxo

[Image Description: Lewis's Instagram photo. He's posing in his private gym, shirtless, sweaty, muscles and abs and tattoos on full display. Low slung gym shorts and exercise equipment all around him. But what catches everyone's eye is the sight of small, pink Adidas workout sneakers lying beside a rolled up yoga mat.]

gossipgridxoxo Peek-a-boo to our 7-time world champ—better pay attention to the details around you 😉 this photo was posted and then promptly taken down less than five minutes later from Lewis's official Instagram. Another thirst trap for the feed but more than that, peep the adorable pink sneakers in the corner 👀

Can it be that this mysterious Omega has already moved in with Lewis? How close are they? And where exactly is Nico Rosberg?

The German investor and businessman has been silent since photos of Lewis kissing his latest Omega were published a week and a half ago. Mourning the loss of a past relationship?

Or maybe our German princess is shacked up with a hot young Alpha of his own 🤫

You know you love me. Xoxo

Meanwhile, Older!Nico is holed up with Young!Lewis who just can't keep his hands off of him. He knows it's wrong but some part of Young!Lewis really, really hopes Nico gets pregnant soon—he knows they don't have pups yet (for some weird reason) but he's certain older him would burst with joy once he returns home from his business trip and learns his fiancé is pregnant with their first pup 🥰

[24heuresdumax]

Omg I saw a fanart and now this au comes to mind.

Alternate world where hibrids exist and Arthur gifted Charles a hybrid for Christmas as a joke. Except hybrids are basically on the same level of intelligence as humans.

Now enter lion hybrid Max, who quickly becomes attached to his new owner, and pouts when Charles is even 5 minutes late, he promised to be home at 9 o'clock straight!

So Max acts possessive whenever Charles is in his vicinity, draping himself over the other man's back, more often than not just caging him in with his bulking hybrid body. And Charles.. just lets him. After all, Max is simply being playful and a bit clingy, no?

Except Max's rut arrives for the first time while living with Charles and suddenly the lion is constantly following Charles around the house, almost as if.. stalking him. Hunting for prey.

And if Charles is coerced into helping the hybrid through his rut by pitiful, teary eyes and pouty lips, that's Max's little secret. His mate was made for him, made to take his knot, meant to give him adorable cubs.

(I just really like a concept of the oblivious character not taking the other seriously, making him all the more surprised when the other reveals his true colors/feelings)

Hi @chromehearts13 🦁

!!! Wait, but I love this!! Hulking, terrifying lion hybrid Max turning into an oversized house cat around his Charlie??

Max seeing/smelling Charles for the first time and knowing this is his mate? The mother of their future cubs?? This adorable, doe-eyed architect with the dimples and the messy brown hair and the most beautiful laugh in the world?

Ohhh lion boy folds like a wet piece of paper 😭

Hybrids are rare and exotic (basically a status symbol) and lion hybrids in particular are difficult to find (and tame). But Max—who is tall and strong and lethal with his razor sharp teeth and clawed hands—eagerly picks Charles up the second he walks through the door and carries him to the sofa.

Charles knows the drill by now: Max loves cuddles and belly rubs and the feeling of Charles running his fingers through his messy lion's mane. His growls soften into purrs and he eagerly melts into his owner's touch.

Max is the one who brings them dinner (a provider through and through) and he's the one who carries Charles to bed.

At first, Charles gave Max his own room with a bed, desk, closet, and bookshelf.

But within two days he knew that room would forever remain the guest room. Because Max quickly decided the only place he would sleep was right beside Charles.

The one and only time our pretty architect tried to tell Max no, that he needs to sleep by himself, our poor lion hybrid let out the saddest, most pathetic whimper. His tail and ears drooping down, his shoulders hunched, and he rubbed his cheek against the bedsheets, as if desperate to soak up the very last bit of Charles's scent.

The sight of his big, courageous lion on the brink of tears broke Charles's heart.

He raised one hand to cup Max's cheek—to comfort him and promise Max that they'll spend the entire weekend together—but the hybrid mistook that as an invitation to stay. So he pounced on Charles.

Literally.

Max cocooned his human in his arms, snuggling Charles so tightly that the architect had no choice but to hug him right back. Maybe he's just lonely, Charles thinks, living all alone in that big mansion until he was sold at auction...my poor lion...he deserves so much more.

Max's happy growls fill the bedroom and Charles decides...

Well, what's the harm in letting Max sleep with him? His sweet lion-boy just needs some care and friendship. Charles is going to take care of his Maxie—he's not just a pet, he's Charles's.

And Charles always takes care of what's his.

...But Max? Max is nowhere near as innocent as he looks.

The auction was coordinated by Max after he saw a brief glimpse of Charles in the marketplace and decided the green-eyed, brown-haired beauty was going to be his.

Sleeping in Charles's bed? This was done to ensure that Max's rut hit earlier than expected. In this AU, men can also get pregnant if their genetics allow for it and the Leclerc family has been prolific in seeing their sons produce lots and lots of babies.

Max knows Charles will be even more radiant once he's pregnant with their cub 🥰

The sweet nuzzles, nose kisses, and licks Max gives him every morning and night? That's just to get Charles acclimated to a hybrid's touch—to make sure he doesn't tense up or freeze when Max's longer tongue slips into his mouth or into his tight, wet hole during their first mating.

Max follows Charles everywhere—even to work. Granted, Charles primarily works from home but on the odd days he needs to be at the office, Max is glued to his side, growling and glaring at everyone in the office while possessively pawing at Charles.

The brunet is a partner at his prestigious French architectural firm and no one can really say he can't bring his hybrid in...

It was unusual but not against company policy.

So people just got used to seeing their boss walking around with a huge, hulking lion hybrid clinging onto the hem of his suit jacket or carrying Charles around the office.

Charles has always felt so safe around his Maxie—his big, cuddly sweetheart—that when the hybrid's rut arrives, Charles doesn't even notice.

He doesn't realize the darkness in Max's stare, how his touch becomes desperate, his scent growing stronger, and the sudden dampness that blooms in Max's boxers is due to the hybrid rutting Charles's ass in his sleep, needy and desperate and aching for release.

But when his rut finally hits?

Charles wakes up to Max pinning him to the bed, his grip strong and unyielding but his expression so soft and pleading. "Rut's coming," he pants, "need you, Charlie. Need my mate."

Charles blinks back, absolutely stunned as his hazy mind tries to comprehend what's going on.

"But...Max, I can't be your mate—I'm not a hybrid and I don't—"

"Mate. Mine. My mate." Max growls, rutting against Charles's thigh. "Gonna love you and protect you, protect our family." The hybrid vows, his blue eyes glowing brighter as he speaks. "Let me make you feel good—promise I'll make you feel so good."

"Max...chéri, mon beau lion, maybe let's talk about this. Let me get you someone who can help you through this properly."

"No!" The hybrid almost shouts. "Don't want anyone except you. Need you, Charlie. No one else."

The way he says it—all sweet and sincere with big, pleading eyes...

It's a strange dichotomy to his slowly tightening grip and desperate humping. Truthfully, the lovely brunet has no idea Max has already claimed Charles in his mind.

All that's left is to publicly mark him and fill Charles's womb with his seed.

Max hopes they have twins 🥰

[softlybarnes]

“fuck the government”

girl, best believe I want to. badly.

[scribeherself]

I think one of the gentlest things in the world is when a friend just gets your weird little brain. like you say half a sentence and they finish it. you reference something incredibly niche from seven years ago and they’re already nodding. they understand your strange vocabulary for emotions that don’t have real words yet. it’s being seen and known and still loved. maybe especially because you’re known. god. what a gift.