Teammates? Yes. Friends? Debatable. Soulmates who flirt like enemies, fake date for PR, and somehow make half the F1 grid their personal chaos witnesses? Oh absolutely. Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri are everything except normal. One scandalous photo, one fake relationship deal, and suddenly the two most insufferably hot idiots on the grid are pretending to be in love - except the pretending gets weirdly real when Oscar starts calling Lando "baby" with teeth and Lando keeps accidentally moaning when Oscar touches him. Between jealous drivers, group chat disasters, very public flirt-fights, and several unsupervised hotel rooms, it's clear one of them is going to snap. And when they do? Oh, it's going to be glorious. ---

In 2016, during their second year as Toro Rosso teammates, Max begins to notice Carlos acting strangely-distant, secretive, and tense. What starts as curiosity turns into concern when Max accidentally discovers something that Carlos had no intention of revealing. Or: Carlos is secretly a father Title: Center Mass, Twenty One Pilots

Max Verstappen is in shambles ever since his teammate, Carlos Sainz, left Red Bull Racing in 2017. Carlos Sainz's mind and love life is scattered all around. He can't totally move on from his first ever teammate, but he is also on a bumpy road in his situationship with Charles Leclerc. Pure love might not be able to get these two back together, but a contract signed with Red Bull Racing by Carlos Sainz for 2025 onward definitely will. 2024 F1 Season

'It's where you go It's where we'll be' Max verstappen is the lion of formula 1, formidable, unbeatable, call it what you want but no one can challenge him. Greatness comes with a price, ego. Because verstappen couldn't believe he was getting beaten. in fear of losing the world title, verstappen chooses to believe carlos sainz is cheating. therefore he desperately starts stalking him. in other words, haunting him. 'I know if I'm onto you, I'm on to you On to you, you must be on to me' The small price max paid for his greediness is his heart. everything went wrong now. If you think carlos doesn't yearn for max, you're wrong. Tropes: he fell first, he fell harder Enemies/rivals to lovers No strings attached Forbidden love Grumpyxsunshine Warning: nsfw, mature content 18+

A story of two young men debuting in Formula 1, after deciding what teams to pick, they somehow are on the same one. Will they fight? Or will they fall in love? (BTW: This is my first time writing so don't judge please, and give me suggestions on how to improve)

I lean in, close enough that my breath grazes the side of his neck. "Jealous?" I murmur, with a smile that's anything but sweet. He freezes for a second, then turns slowly toward me, lips curving into something sharper than amusement. "Jealous? No. Just clear-eyed. You should be too-especially knowing I'm familiar with your little habits... better than anyone." ☆ Two teammates. One team. No trust. For two years, Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri have played the perfect duo in front of the cameras. But behind the smiles is a silent war - fought in the shadows, on and off the track. Because in Formula 1, speed isn't the only way to win. And in this game... only one will survive.

Oscar Piastri got at seat and contract with the McLaren formula one team 2023. But it not easy for a rookie when feeling stating to show up for teammate and for rival... No one to talk do... No one get help from... I'm not that good in English but I tried my hardest and best to get words right!

Lando has always been McLaren's golden boy, their leader, their future. But after a season where Oscar proved himself time and time again, doubt starts to creep in. Is he still the priority? Is McLaren still his team? For Oscar, the season was a test in patience. He played his role, followed the plan, allowed the team to back Lando when it mattered. But now, with the fight for 2025 looming, he wonders, should he stop waiting for his moment? Should he take it? Friendship, rivalry, ambition. Two teammates, one team, and a battle for dominance that can only be settled on track.

-Where's my pass?!- Logan -Need help?- Oscar How a PadockPass can make two friends fall in love with eachother. And the consequences it will bring. Will Oscar and Logan hide it and live happy? Or will they get caught by someone and that person will make their relationship public? Boyxboy Top--> Oscar Bottom--> Logan

⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ | This fic is set in 2030 Max Verstappen never expected to spend retirement surrounded by glitter glue, pancake disasters, and a five-year-old who thinks "overtaking" applies to bedtime. But here he is, an eight-time world champion turned grumpy dad haunting the karting tracks of his youth, wearing a hoodie of nostalgia and a frown that says please don't ask for an autograph. He's not here for closure. He's here because his daughter likes speed and because standing on the trackside hurts a little less than staying home alone with his regrets. Charles Leclerc didn't dream of coaching kindergarteners with oversized helmets and sugar highs. But a crash stole his career, and this karting track the fumes, the flags, the occasional crying parent is all he's got left. He smiles like it doesn't ache and teaches like he doesn't miss the rush. It's not the future he imagined, but it's something. They weren't best friends. Rivals? Sure. Occasional podium eye contact? Absolutely. But nothing ever happened, at least, not when it mattered. Now they're thirty-three, washed in nostalgia and worn down by everything unsaid. But when Max's hoodie ends up on Charles, when Lilly calls him her "other dad," when burnt toast becomes breakfast and stolen glances linger too long, maybe it's not about racing anymore. Maybe it's about healing. About family. About bad coffee and slow mornings and one last shot at something they never let themselves want. Maybe love doesn't roar at 200mph. Maybe, this time, it tiptoes in through the kitchen door. ~~~ I grew up on F1 but don't expect realism. Expect mess. Bad decisions. Vibes over plot. I have no idea how this happened. One second, I'm vibing. Next, I'm writing a Max/Charles fic with sad dad energy, karting trauma, and chaotic Carlando lurking in the background like gremlins.