Thank you to everyone who took part in the fest! I hope you had fun and that everyone will show lots of love to all the fics, which you can find here!
Done for by maxiel_core (max/gp, 6615 words, explicit, 1/2)
Through the years with Max as he tries [and fails] to not reveal his undying love for his race engineer.
K Letter by AnaMac (max/kimi, 1556, teen)
In a world where most people are born with the initial letters of how their soulmate are called/knows as in their body, Max was born with only the K letter marked on his. The thing about the soulmarks is they also have a color that only the other part of your bond can see…So he's still have a chance!
without ever touching his skin (guilty as sin) by sunflower71 (maxiel, 29356, explicit)
His mark sits pretty on his wrist, anchored and never abandoning him, always there for Max to see, to touch, to kiss and to hold. Sometimes he wishes he could also offer him that, instead of the uncertainty of his name somewhere Max can loosely trace but never check, that appears and disappears like a cloud over porcelain skin.
Or: Max Verstappen has spent sixteen years loving the right person.
Then his soulmate changes.
find my way back home by tiny_tysh (max/gp, 1897, teen)
Ten years. Ten years, and the thing that finally separates them is the very sport that brought them together.
Interlagos by anemptyflask (gen, 1225, mature)
Max Verstappen dies at Interlagos.
Selenicereus undatus (blooming in the night) by Foolishly_Fallen (max/gp, 4269, explicit)
He still doesn't want to get up, but his dick has yet to take the hint about how awkward the situation has suddenly become and is still hard, so he will have to resign himself to it.
With a sigh he moves his blankets to the side and then pushes at GP's wing, trying to make it move so he can get up.
GP doesn't move.
The wing stays exactly where it is, a translucent sheet trapping Max in place.
aka GP is a dragon and Max is his rider and soulmate. Sharing a mental connection gets...interesting
Tearing at the seams by Foolishly_Fallen (maxiel, 4691, teen)
Everyone knows that you are lucky if you actually manage to find your soulmate, especially if it happens early enough, giving you the rest of you life beside the most fitting companion.
Soulmates though have a darker side to them, something that a lot of people forget to mention when harping about the kindness of the universe.
With blood spilling into my lungs by Foolishly_Fallen (maxiel, 10469, mature)
When it comes to love and sex and relationships the rules are a little harder, but Max knows you shouldn't fall in love with your hook up, and you shouldn't fall in love with your straight friend. The reason once again is clear: breaking the rules will break your heart. Therefore they're especially important when the two things, your straight friend and your hook up, are the same person.
From all this it is very easy to deduce that Max has seriously and unequivocally fucked up.
you're scared to believe i'm the one by sanflwr (lestappen, 6247, mature, 1/3)
As his fingers grip the cold handle of his blade, his arm raised over his head, the other hand holding onto Leclerc’s shoulder, about to drive his silver blade into the tan skin—that’s when he notices an unusually familiar mark glinting at him—as if mocking him. Max swallows harshly, shaking his head; no, that is not possible. It must be a trick of the light, yes, that is it! He resumes, just wanting to be done with this now, raising his arm again—only to find his hands trembling at the action, unable to drive the blade into his target.
Fuck no.
No.
No no no no no—
His shaking hand pulls the robe apart, properly this time, coming face to face with a very peculiar but exact same mark he has on his inner thigh.
Charles Leclerc is his soulmate.
Or, Max is an assassin sent to kill the Ferrari heir, only to find out his target is his soulmate. Devastated by the reveal, he runs away, or at least tries to--knowing there is no refuge back home. But Charles Leclerc is not an easy prey to shake; once he finds out someone almost got to him, he wouldn't rest until he found the truth. And so begins the hunt.
Echoes by anemptyflask (lestappen, 736, teen, 1/?)
It’s hard to tell. Maybe he should have found a more conducive sport. Surely if he was not killing his back and neck and every other part of him most days of the week he would better be able to tell if his soulmate was in pain.
But he feels nothing. Nothing that can't be explained away by Charles' own experience.
That is, until Silverstone.
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Charles' feels his soulmates pain. It still takes longer to find him than he'd like.
Over the love of you by glossypinkpeach (lestappen, 2349, teen, 1/3)
Fairytales aren't real, and neither are soulmates, or so Max believes. Life isn't a storybook where everyone gets their happily ever after with their one true love. That doesn't mean that these red strings he sees everywhere won't do their best to prove him wrong.
Niyati by mikadonian (lestappen, 8474, teen)
Niyati (noun, Sanskrit) - The constant. The inevitable.
“I think both soulmate love and normal love are special. Just in their own different ways.” Max has to believe that. For his sake, and for his soulmate’s sake. “Nothing better or worse. Love is love either way.”
Or: In a world where not everyone has a soulmate, Max is born with a mark on his arm. A sign that the universe has crafted another human being for him; his perfect fit, his other half. But a soulmark doesn't guarantee a life of love. Max knows that very well.
I hear you call my name (and it feels like home) by shineon3 (maxiel, 3372, mature, 1/2)
max has had his soulmark for as long as he remembers, little letters in neat cursive tucked on the inside of his wrist. his mom said he was born with it, even if it took her a few days to notice the words on his chubby little hands.
daniel is eight when he wakes up to small, unfamiliar words on the inside of his wrist. he immediately runs downstairs, excitedly shouting to catch his parent's attention, and he spends the better part of his day looking at his wrist, tracing over the small, raised line, enamored with the words.
or: the happy ending is foretold, but maaaan, it sucks to get there
(colours) make me think of you by grim_reaperh (gen, 2032, teen, 1/6)
It's not planned and not expected, and maybe that's the beauty of it
OR: 5 times Max accidentally got a soulmark + 1 time it was on purpose
Again, thank you so much for everyone who participated in the fest, we all need more max-centric fics in our lives <3
