#I'll never hate a charles-lewis line up

[marcskywalker]

Got off a meeting on a random Thursday to find official skysports post about HAMILTON MOVE TO FERRARI WTF WTF ain't no way this is real bro

[norrisleclercf1]

Day 13 of 25 Days of Christmas: Monaco Christmas Market

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Reader

Warnings: None

Rating: PG

Words: 897

You stare at him for a second, thinking your boyfriend has grown a second head with the words that have just come out of his mouth. "Are you sure?" You ask, as Lewis just looks at you dressed so damn fancy you always feel undressed even when you are wearing regular clothes. He just looks so put together. "You said you wanted to do it, and I think it'd be fun, so why not?" He shrugs and moves, sipping his tea. "You hate the public," You answer, and he rolls his eyes.

"I do not hate the public; I hate the nonprivacy I have," He answers, and you stare at him again. "Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. 7 Time, World Champ and face of Formula One," You grumble, and he just smiles, squeezing your knee."But, I will bear it for you to have fun and see the Christmas Monaco market," He says, making you roll your eyes. You loved Lewis more than anything, but you knew the one thing he wouldn't do was be spotted out in Monaco; he owned a place here, and people knew that, but he was like, where's Waldo, except the ones to be spotted would be Charles or Lando and on the rare George.

"Lewis, I love you, but you will hate it, so forget it," you say, putting down your crossword puzzle with a resounding sigh. "We'll go tomorrow, I promise," Lewis says, getting up and walking to the kitchen. "Yes, and Santa Claus will show up in our chimney, " you sass back, but softly under your breath. Lewis heard and sighed, hating that you two couldn't go out in public like normal and do every couple of things. Still, he swears tomorrow, you two will go to the Christmas Market, and you can't help but feel a twinge of excitement. The anticipation of the shared experience at the Christmas Market fills you with a sense of unity and love.

The day passes uneventfully, with Lewis teaching you how to bake cookies and discuss the market. A part of you wants to tell him to stop talking about the market happily, how they can go at night when it's all lit up, how he'd like to finish at the marina, and how they can have dinner afterward at that big fancy restaurant. "You're really excited about this," You comment. Lewis looks at you and smiles, nodding, "Yeah, would you mind wearing that gorgeous emerald dress I got you and comfortable heels?" He begs, tugging you in as you raise an eyebrow.

"Lewis, I thought you wanted attention off us, not on us." You giggle as he kisses up your neck. "Nah, I feel like showing you off tonight." He grumbles and kisses you, making you squeal as he squeezes your sides. Ugh, okay, okay, I'll wear your fancy dress." You smile. The playful banter between you and Lewis adds a light-hearted touch to the moment, making you both chuckle and feel at ease. Lewis smiles, is so glad he got you to comply and kisses you softer this time. "I love you," He mumbles. "I love you too," You smile, and Lewis chuckles, "Come, let's go get dressed," He smiles.

Walking out, Lewis can't help but freeze seeing you walk out in that gorgeous emerald dress with cute little small heels that would be easy and comfortable to walk around in. He was wise to buy a dress with long sleeves. You turn and smile brightly at him, taking in his perfect curated suit, nothing fancy, just his simple white button-up and black jacket with dress pants and some loafers. "Well, look at you, like James Bond," You smirk and tug him in, making him giggle and kiss you slowly.

"Let's go," He smiles as you walk down and out into the public, barely anyone paying you two any mind as you both walk and admire the gorgeous shops, stands, and decorations that line the streets. Lewis buys you little vendor foods, which you happily eat as you both make your way to the end of the market. You giggle as you carry a bouquet of flowers that Lewis had bought you.

"You didn't have to spoil me," You say, but Lewis shrugs, "It's never a bother. Besides, I like spoiling you," Lewis says, leading you down. You notice the area, "Hey, it's where we first met," You giggle and see a bunch of candles and rose petals, and suddenly your brain whirls and your heart stops as you turn and gasp, Lewis down on one knee, holding a little black box with a gorgeous oval diamond ring. "Lew-" You whisper, and Lewis chuckles softly and grabs your hand, both of you shaking.

"I had this huge speech about how much I love you and how much I will continue to marry you, but shit, we're here, and it's all left my mind, and now I'm panicking and trying to find the words, and I can't and just, Y/n L/n, will you do me the honor of becoming my partner for the rest of our lives?" He whispers, and you blink, the tears falling as you nod your head quickly. He slides onto the ring and stands, dipping and kissing you happily. You hear a camera go off, "Don't worry, I hired 'em," He mumbles against your lips, making you laugh.

[xiaoluclair]

“I swear I’m over you, but if you ever do shit like that again, you’re going to set me back to square one.”

- I don’t know if I want you to hurt me like this, but I’m asking nonetheless…

Please be kind with me Lestappen heart ❤️😘

SCREAM i love this one the most out of all of them, so OKAY. i also have no idea What this is, and it is Not technically correct at all but enjoyyy!!

pairing: max verstappen x charles leclerc | rating: T

"Now, Charles," snaps Max.

"One second," says Charles, fingers tapping a hole through the table. "Just— done!" He snatches the USB from the port with a shake of his hips. Max would like to be ensnared by their sensual shake, Charles is sure, but he only snorts. Grinning, Charles slips it into a zip pocket.

Together, they shoot out one of the windows until it spiders. This is the part Charles hates. But he doesn't have time to psych himself up because—

"Forced entry, eighteenth floor!"

Because.

Eyes closed, he throws himself against the glass. The sound of shattering fills his ears, jagged on his skin even through the texpro. For a while, he is weightless.

Then arms wrap around his waist, drag his body back into itself. He lands on top of Max with a harsh oompf, pain shooting up his funny bone. "Ow."

Max grunts. "No shit."

"Bet you didn't expect to be under me again so soon," says Charles, rolling onto his knees. He can see Max's glare from here, blue bright behind his mask.

"We all know who's the bottom here," he replies, getting to his feet. Charles can't help the grin as Max leads them crawling through the hole in the wall they made earlier. "And stop staring at my ass."

Charles pulls the slat of plasterboard over the entrance. "But your head looks so pretty up it."

"Better than yours."

"You wish," says Charles as he hauls himself into the back of the wardrobe. He layers a Janitor's uniform over his protective gear while Max shrugs on a suit. Charles glances away at one point, just to check he hasn't dropped any stars — never mind the fact they're strapped so securely to his person, it would take an earthquake to jolt them.

"If we die," starts Max.

"I'll play Staying Alive at your funeral," vows Charles.

"You'll be dead too, idiot." He says it like a promise.

"Sorry," says Charles, "our funeral."

Max deigns not to reply.

It's easy going from there. With all of the manpower focused on the broken window and the bodies leading up to it, Charles and Max quietly make their way down the floors, Charles a little ways behind.

"Coming up from fourth."

He pulls out a mop and mops the floor. Gotta stay true to the character. And Bill likes to mop apparently. The tactical gears all pass him without a second glance as Charles presses himself flat to the wall like he's trying to make himself as unobtrusive as possible.

"Get off this floor," one of them says.

Which— Charles picks up his mop — Bill stays true to his mops, always — and hurries as uncoordinatedly down the stairs as possible.

When he gets to the Audi, there's no one there. There are about three seconds available to not panic, go through every single possible place Max could be when he hears the shouting.

Charles slips into the driver's seat just before Max comes tumbling into shotgun. "Bonsoir, monsieur," he greets, twisting the ignition. "Comment allez-vous aujourd'hui?"

"Va te faire foutre," replies Max.

"Your accent is still appalling," muses Charles as he wheelspins out of the lot. "And is that still the only phrase you know?"

"Only one I need," says Max, rolling down a window. "Straight around the fountain. Lewis says you're an idiot by the way."

"He's the one that wanted the fucking thing so bad," says Charles, shoving the gear up before taking the line against the curb. Max twists with it and shoots. Charles hears a bang, grins.

"So you get nothing out of this?" asks Max, settling back into his seat.

"I get you," says Charles. It is meant to be a joke. "And money of course," he adds because he thinks he failed.

"Of course" agrees Max after a few seconds. Then, "What the fuck are you— Charles!"

Charles U-turns on the crossroad, pushes the gas pedal all the way down until he can drive right at the cars chasing them. Max groans. "I hate you," he says, "I hate you, I hate you." But he doesn't close his eyes, instead reaches over into the space between Charles's legs and pulls out his slashgun. "Okay," he says and Charles shoves the handbrake up, back wheels skidding round in a semi-circle.

He can't look because Designated Driver Duty. But the sound of slicing through air, crunch of metal, sudden shouting is enough. "You are so very, very dead," Max tells him when he heaves back against the headrest. "Seb is going to give you the disappointed eyebrows and I am not defending you."

"You would let me go through that?" asks Charles, definitely breaking the speed limit now. He weaves around an abnormally slow BMW — abnormally slow for a BMW that is. They're out of the city, into the backlogs. "How many are—"

"One," says Max. "Yes, you deserve it, and clutch." Charles obliges, instinctively sets his hand on the gearstick even though he has no idea where to push it. It doesn't matter; Max does it for him. Hand wrapped over his, sliding it down into third like a hot knife through butter. "Left."

The car protests a little, and then tilts with it, tamed. It's a sharp enough bend that the large SUV can't make it, goes careening into the side of a halfway refurbished old furniture warehouse. Charles thinks he can see half a couch rolling in the street in the rear view mirror.

"Fuck, Charles—" swears Max, and Charles focuses forward again. Forward, where a massive barn side is coming up on them, looming larger in the night. He makes a wild grab for the handbrake, yanks it up. The wheels skid violently to a stop, car shouting against it. His heart crashes back into his chest like a cliff-face into the ocean. He feels electric, alive like a power line.

In the sudden stillness, his mouth feels unbelievably dry.

He glances to the right. Next to him, Max's grin could light up a city. He catches Charles looking, shakes his head as he pulls his hands back to himself. They're just shy of steady with adrenaline. His head thumps back, breaths heavy. "I swear I’m over you," he huffs, "but if you ever do shit like that again, you’re going to set me back to square one."

Amen, thinks Charles, laughing, the hot edge of Max's grip still breathing like a sear on his skin. A—fucking—men.

[ilovefandoms]

Alastember - day 22

my thomastair playlist (2023 update)

yes, I took this week as an excuse to update the 3 playlists I posted last year

updating this post

yes, again, most of these are taylor swift songs, im sorry

Paris - Taylor Swift

I've said it a million times, this one is so obvious for thomastair

No, I didn't see the news cause we were somewhere else

first of all, we know they’re going to travel all around the world, that’s practically canon. second of all, this line comes after the verse where a third person is telling Taylor the gossip of one of her exes, so I imagine someone trying to tell Alastair something that happened to Charles, and Alastair being like “I didn’t know, I don’t care, I didn’t ask”

Levitate above all the messes made

they both hurt each other, but they can apologize and forgive each other and move past that

Haven’t You Ever Been In Love Before? - Lewis Capaldi

This entire song just almost perfectly describes thomastair during chot, when Alastair kept pulling away from Thomas, also, I feel like the chorus is probably a conversation that happened post-chot, pre-epilogue

And she said this "Haven't you ever been in love before? You heard 'em say, it takes the pain away And it's a feelin' that you can't ignore" But it's more like a knife to mе than a high to me And my heart can't fall apart anymore If you knеw what I knew, you'd be terrified Haven't you ever been in love before?

Labyrinth - Taylor Swift

Alastair being scared to fall in love again after ch*rles

Oh no, I'm fallin' in love again Oh, I'm fallin' in love I thought the plane was goin' down How'd you turn it right around?

Daylight - Taylor Swift

this song and the next one I can’t believe I didn’t add them to the playlist the first time???? specially since the first fic I posted on ao3 was a thomastair fic titled after this song??

My love was as cruel as the cities I lived in Everyone looked worse in the light There are so many lines that I've crossed unforgiven I'll tell you the truth but never goodbye I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you

I wounded the good and I trusted the wicked Clearin' the air, I breathed in the smoke

I once believed love would be black and white But it's golden golden

I once believed love would be burnin' red But it's golden Like daylight

I wanna be defined by the things that I love Not the things I hate

Dress - Taylor Swift

I can’t believe I didn’t realize how perfectly this bridge fit thomastair until I saw a tiktok about it??? (the person deleted the tiktok, otherwise I’d put a link to it here)

Flashback when you met me, your buzzcut and my hair bleached Even in my worst times, you could see the best in me Flashback to my mistakes, my rebounds, my earthquakes Even in my worst lies, you saw the truth in me And I woke up just in time, now I wake up by your side My one and only, my lifeline I woke up just in time, now I wake up by your side

Electric Touch - Taylor Swift

Got a history of stories ending sadly Still hoping that the fire won't burn me Just one time, just one time All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life And I want you now, wanna need you forever In the heat of your electric touch I've been left in the rain lost and pining I'm tryin' hard not to look like I'm trying 'Cause every time I tried hard for love, it fell apart

@alastair-appreciation-month

[mirrorball-leclerc]

two disney kids and a disney nightmare

series masterlist

i told you this would happen.

what would happen?

mae...

you know what i'm talking about.

i do but it's just so funny to hear you say it.

this isn't funny!!

people think i'm corey!

this is not what i thought the conversation was about to be.

WHAT ELSE COULD IT BE ABOUT?

i don't know, maybe people thinking i'm dating my best friend?

people have always thought that.

i thought that when we first met. you wouldn't stop talking about him, i was convinced he was your boyfriend!

we are not that bad max.

he sleeps in our bed. he has a key to our places. i'm basically married to both of you.

that's not true.

i'll prove it to you mae.

max jones-verstappen am i married to corey?

lando norris dude either you've fucking lost it or you think mae is corey now. daphne jones-ricciardo you are. agreeing to marry mae was basically you agreeing to put up with corey forever.

rowan todd is this about that one tweet?

max jones-verstappen people thought i was corey. he practically sees my wife more than me!

mae jones-verstappen okay, that's not true. max jones-verstappen mae. i came home and he was on the couch, with MY CATS! daniel jones-ricciardo oof.

isabella perez just be grateful people don't accuse her of cheating on you max. someone started a rumor i was cheating on oscar with larray.

rowan todd they're like meredith, christina, and derek!

charles leclerc max could never be mcdreamy rhys jones i agree with charles. he's more like owen. max jones-verstappen i don't know if that's offensive. isabella perez it is offensive.

penelope trevino "corey and my wife sometimes have sleepovers, in my bed, with me in it."

max jones-verstappen i know that's a reference to something but i don't know what.

daphne jones-ricciardo we have to get you to watch greys.

zoya torres max is dating corey?

lando norris i'm so confused...

rhys jones it's been discovered that max in unknowingly in a ploy relationship with mae and corey.

penelope trevino what the fuck is happening?

sebastian vettel i've been asking myself that since 2016 when lewis befriended max. fernando alonso we're only in this situation because YOU decided to give daniel advice on how to get the girl. lewis hamilton WE'RE HERE BECAUSE YOU TOOK CARLOS UNDER YOUR WING LIKE A MOTHER HEN!

isabella perez and somehow they're the adults.

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maejonesverstappen contrary to the popular belief of some people (the council) i can love both my husband and my best friend.

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coreyfogelmanis i'm here before max! suck it dutchie!

↳ maxjonesverstappen i can allow you to sleep in my bed, steal my cats, but i draw the line at being called dutchie.

user23 max emilian jones-verstappen i was not aware of your game.

user45 THE HAND PLACEMENT! THE HAND PLACEMENT!

rhysjones as a member of the council it is my duty to tell the people that mae is wearing heels in that first picture. that's why she looks so tall

↳ arthur_leclerc we know there's no way she could be that tall.

↳ maejonesverstappen i'm going to murder you leclerc.

maxjonesverstappen1 you look amazing, and he's there.

↳ coreyfogelmanis your wife loves me more than she loves you.

↳ maxjonesverstappen oh, i wasn't aware she had written a song about you too?

↳ coreyfogelmanis you fucking rat.

isabellaperez okay meredith grey, pipe down. we get it, you can love your cristina and derek.

↳ logansargeant poor max, doomed to live the same fate as mcdreamy.

↳ isabellaperez now hold on just a minute. i swear i have a picture of them together at a race.

user63 they have a healthy dynamic.

↳ user88 i think it has to do with the fact that max trust mae and corey. he knows they would never

↳ user70 max with daniel on the other hand 😂

max jones-verstappen i hope you all know that i hate you very much.

zoya torres see, we all know that's a fucking lie jones-verstappen.

rhys jones see, he may hate me but that part is up for debate.

mae jones-verstappen if he hates you then our marriage is over. he cannot hate my baby brother.

max jones-verstappen i don't hate him. we may bicker but that little booger has grown on me like mold.

daniel jones-ricciardo see i agree with max on this. he's like mold. he bit my ankles when we first met.

max jones-verstappen as i was saying i hate all of you.

natalia ruiz coming from the bitch who man handles my fiance everytime they get a podium, top 3 quali finish, top 3 sprint finishes.

charles leclerc amour, it's not what it looks like.

mae jones-verstappen oh lechair it is exactly what it looks like. and corey and i are somehow worse than those two.

bailey winters that's because charles and max reserve it to race weekends. with you two it's every weekend.

logan sargeant more like every day.

mae jones-verstappen fuck you guys. just for that i'm taking corey to australia.

daphne jones-ricciardo oh, you we're going to do that regardless of if we pissed you off or not.

mae jones-verstappen fuck you guys, again. you don't know me.

max jones-verstappen oh, we know you too well, that's why we're saying it.

isabella perez i bet mae is praying for max's is downfall.

mae jones-verstappen i hope you dnf this weekend max.

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¡leclerc-s speaks! these are all meant to be short but funny. so i hope it delivers. the plan is to post one every day until i finish this part of the series. after that i'll post the new series i have planned.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!