Lestappen Love Heart As They Race... You Can't Make This Up

Do you maybe know if a mafia AU but also A/B/O Lestappen fic exist? lol

I’ve been thinking about how those two genres would match so well but I just can’t seem to find a fic with both!!!

Flush is an absolutely delectable mafia au and a/b/o fic, in which mafia boss Max wins Toto Wolff's omega, Charles, in a poker game.

and i have to give you a thousand thanks, my dear anon, because you just inspired me to have the most delicious idea for a dark a/b/o mafia au 😈

i just frantically outlined the entire fic in my notes app and now i'm dying to write it once my other wip are finished.

i'll dedicate it to you when i post it. so many kisses for you 😘😘😘

all jokes aside, my prediction for the 2025 season is max fighting for his life through the war flashbacks of 2021 bc this time he needs to win not the championship but charles from lewis. in this essay i will-

THEY SAID WHAT???

scrolling Twitter just now and wow. he has no shame

In the midst of writing Among Us now! You're getting that next chapter very soon, my loves! Hehehehehe Daniel and Charles are definitely enjoying their little date. 😈

Meanwhile here's what I can tease you. 😉

Charles and Daniel:

Max probably somewhere in the background:

*Bullying Prevention Day at school* Teacher: Charles , what would you do if one of your classmates viciously teased you again and again? Charles : Oh, that’s easy. I’d take a pencil out of my pencil case— Teacher: To write something to your teacher? Charles : —make sure that it’s really sharp, and ram it into their eye at full tilt! My mom always says the pencil is mightier than the sword because they can’t outlaw bringing pencils to school! Teacher: *internal screaming*

wdym the lestappen lore begins with charles (CHARLES!) being so mad at losing a karting race that he finishes second, then proceeds to drive 15 year old max verstappen into a puddle full of mud in val d’argenton.

you mean to say that teenaged charles was so resentful about losing that he did something so utterly unsportsmanlike (but pettily hilarious) to spite his rival…after the race was already finished.

that max, who was told he could never lose, who was taught to anticipate everything his competitors did - was blindsided by the frustration of a boy who wanted first place just as much as he did.

you’re telling me that they raced side by side as hungry, focused young people; wheel to wheel to the finish line with nothing but their skill, the karts their families gave them, and raw ambition. that this is a core memory for them and the stuff of legend for other racers in their peer group.

then you’re telling me that the both of them made the sacrifices. raced even harder. that other people noticed and named one mad max, the other il predestinato.

you tell me that they made it to the top level of f1 - a statistical improbability, literally two of thousands and thousands who tried - and are now two of the top drivers in the entire world.

and now, they sit in front of dozens of media, millions of fans, decibels of deafening noise — and they laugh and joke about this over a decade later.

so you can try to iron out the creases, PR train the champions, teach the athletes to guard their words. you can hone both men into carefully gleaming icons.

but in their heart of hearts, they are just this: two boys, determined to get to the finish line by passing each other first.

this is my roman empire actually.

Max to the (almost) rescue! 😇

Charles Leclerc needs a little help removing the Red Bull sticker from his back. 😅 🎥: 1, 2 (2023 Abu Dhabi Grand Prix)

the way the light hits his eyes in this makes it seem like his pupils have turned into little hearts

he might be so happy that there are actual hearts in his eyes for ferrari right now 😭

If this isn’t a metaphor for gay sex i don’t know what is