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BREAKING NEWS: Crash halts Miami Grand Prix as race is red-flagged
At 184 miles per hour, Max Verstappen's car hits the barrier and his world goes dark. The crash report later records a peak of 380G—higher than any documented survivable incident in motorsport history, and higher than anyone should be able to walk away from.
While the FIA asks questions and the media chases headlines, Charles Leclerc occupies a plastic chair in a hospital waiting room that he refuses to leave. He and Max were never supposed to be anything more than rivals who fell into bed together, but as the hours stretch into days and Max remains unconscious, Charles is forced to confront what he's been avoiding for a year: this stopped being casual a long time ago, and the only question left is whether Max will wake up to hear him admit it.
(Or: The crash heard around the world.)
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15 Jun 2026
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I'll keep a leftover light burning (So you can keep looking up) by DreamsLava
Fandoms: 선재 업고 튀어 | Lovely Runner (TV)
07 Jul 2024
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“I’ve been in love with you before, you know,” he says to her later, when it’s quiet on the train ride home.
Alternatively:
Sunjae never remembers any of his past timelines.
Sol tentatively lets him back into her life.
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05 Jun 2026
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Charles opens the door in his work out shorts and giant hoodie, half of his hair smooshed to the side of his head while the other sticks straight up. He's frantically trying to smooth it with one hand as he swings the door wide with the other, but gets distracted by Max standing there, red-cheeked and trying to pretend he isn’t panting.
The cloud of rainpancakesearthsyrup floods into his apartment, making Charles blink dazedly. It’s so fucking good. He can’t help but gasp a bit, surprised.
Max takes a final deep, almost heaving breath and shoots his arm out straight in front of him, a dark blue hoodie clenched in his fist. “Here.”
Charles doesn’t reach for it. He eyes Max, the sheen of sweat along his hairline, the fit of his relatively but not egregiously skinny jeans.
“Did you—did you run here?”
Max grimaces a little, then shrugs. “Brought this for you.”
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Charles has spent the last 28 years highly sensitive to smell, usually to the detriment of his own well-being. So what if Max’s presence—and scent—have always helped with that?
So what if this is the year Max finally notices?
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12 May 2026
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It's just because Max had to go and bring it up. He knows it's not coming from the stupid video, his shoddy grasp on English as a kid who barely went to school. It's the memory of it all, of the times he and Max have collided over and over throughout their lives. What if Max wasn't there, keeping his world on its axis, and—
"You are acting fucking weird again," Max informs him.
or: it’s the 12th anniversary of the inchident. charles still can’t tell max he loves him.
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- Part 1 of never strangers at all
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11 May 2026
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rival (n.) from Latin rivalis — one who shares a river. Originally: a neighbour at the waterline, drawing from the same source. Not an enemy. Someone who knows exactly how much you need, because they need the same thing.
Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen have been sharing a river for fifteen years. A journalist finally writes it down. He brings a translator to help. Mariana Cavalcanti speaks French, Dutch, and Portuguese, and knows the difference between what a person says and what they mean. She makes three small decisions that are not small at all.
Two weeks later, the piece runs. Then the phone calls start.
Or: in which a translation goes perfectly, which is the problem.
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30 Apr 2026