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After a harsh penalty costs him the win, Oscar distances himself from those closest to him. Wrestling with guilt, jealousy, and self-doubt, he begins to relearn how to communicate and how to let go.
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Max, Charles and Oscar are all sad and disappointed about their respective races, but Oscar is the sad boy president in this fic. The MSP (Most Sad Player) of the race, if you will.
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Max clears his throat. “We established”, he says, slowly, “That Oscar here, is a good girl.”, he emphasizes good girl , voice syrupy slow, and Oscar shivers.
Charles’ eyes widen. “Is that so?”, he asks, sounding delighted, looking directly at Oscar.
“Uhm,” Oscar says, intelligently. “I don’t— “, he withers under Charles attentive gaze.
He looks to Max, for help, but Max has crossed his arms, and he’s looking between them, clearly amused.
“Okay, I don’t know—what’s going on here?”, Oscar asks, hoarsely. “’Cause it feels like you’re making fun of me and I—"
“Oscar, you dumbass.”, Charles interrupts him, bluntly. “We’re trying to have sex with you”
And with that he leans in and smashes their lips together.
Or: Charles and Max try to Coax Oscar into their relationship like a stray kitten.
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- Part 1 of The Lestapiastri Verse
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"Max’s nose scrunches a little between his eyes, his guffaw squeaky and high yet gravelly all at the same time, like a weird sort of paradox. Charles is, as always, elegant about it: his eyes meet Oscar’s gaze, warm with the way the apples of his cheeks push against the corners.
They’re so utterly beautiful.
They’re so utterly out of reach.
And, Oscar realises with a start, maybe that’s just it."
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Or: there's only so much that Oscar can tolerate before he breaks.
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- Part 1 of unrequited love (& other cliches)
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Lewis was certain that his unexpected sexual adventure with Seb and Kimi was a one off type of thing.
Except it kept happening.
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- Part 2 of out of reach
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Said To The Devil, "Devil Do You Like Drums?" by DuckMcDuckPants for le-stappen (Muse_of_Gods)
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
10 Oct 2025
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Oscar can feel the knot in his stomach relax a little at the affirmations. He takes a steadying breath and exhales heavily. “Shit, I really am an idiot.” He chuckles softly at himself.
“Yes, you are.” Charles says it but the smile is still spreading across his face. “Just so you know, you are being punished tonight for lying. And for leaving.”
Oscar almost chokes when he hears the words but he nods along anyhow. “Yeah I suppose that’s fair.”
Max squeezes his thigh once more to get his attention. When Oscar does look over at him, he looks like he’s plotting something terrible. “Do not react, Osc. We definitely cannot get caught doing this.”
Oscar furrows his eyebrows in confusion. He opens his mouth to say something but snaps it shut quickly when he feels two hands on his knees, spreading his legs apart. He whips his head around and sees Charles is no longer sitting beside him. He knows he can’t lift the table cloth to look under the table, but he also knows exactly who the hands belong to without looking.
“Oh shit.”
or; Oscar ditched Max and Charles after they hooked up, so they punish him for it.
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- Part 2 of It's Called: Freefall (Lestappstri)