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"Besides, he’s damaged goods…"
He couldn’t move. Would have spat at the man’s face if he could. Would have scratched those fat cheeks with his dirtied nails, painting there the little crescents he had dug on his own palms.
But his owner was smiling, fat ringed hands resting on the curve of his belly, lips shining, and all Charles could do was refusing to lower his gaze.
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Max comes back to Rome after a decade, only to fall for a pleasure slave who has suffered the blows of the very Empire which had given him everything.
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I'm Content With Loneliness (You Are The Only Exception) by spideyboi_0410
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18 Jan 2026
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Formula 1 is a lonely sport.
Oscar supposed it was his own fault for believing that he could meet real friends - actual, genuine friends, not work friends forced by proximity. He used to think Lando was his friend, until he started outperforming his teammate, until Hungary 2024 happened.
All of a sudden, Oscar was alone again. He was fine with that - well, he'll learn to be. Until two drivers came into his life, laughing at his lame jokes and saying his name in a way that makes Oscar's stomach flip like a 12-year-old boy with a silly little crush.
So he lets himself hope, dream, and pray.
For this friendship, for maybe something more, for not getting his heart broken.Bookmarked by myfeetkeepdancing
01 Jan 2026
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Oscar was probably only four swipes deep, when he stumbled onto the profile of someone he recognised.
There was no doubt who it belonged to. That was kind of the point of Raya. It was impossible to catfish.
Max, 26, Formula 1 Driver.
His picture carousel was rather comically accompanied by the song Super Max! by the Pitstop Boys and, as much as Oscar found the choice abysmally disappointing, he supposed if anyone had the right to be that far up their own arse it was Max.
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09 Nov 2025
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Oscar lost Lando a championship and left McLaren. There was still a year in between.
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09 Nov 2025
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“You were drunk. I know it didn’t mean anything. Everything’s alright.”
Buck visibly winces. “That’s not — Eddie.”
There’s a suspended moment where Buck looks torn, standing on the edge of something, eyes fixed on the horizon to avoid looking at the drop, the precipitous canyon below. But then Buck, who can’t lie, who would tear his own chest open to a complete stranger on the street because the truth of him spills so loudly out of every jagged edge, sighs out:
“It meant something.”
There’s a ringing sound somewhere in the distance, getting closer. “What are you…” Eddie trails off.
“I wasn’t — well, I was drunk. But that wasn’t what. Wasn’t why. Not entirely, or — god.” Buck shudders in a breath, steeling himself. “I have feelings for you.” He closes his eyes. “I’m so sorry.”
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Buck confesses his feelings. Eddie’s straight. If he spends all his time thinking about Buck and looking at Buck and wanting to be around Buck, well, that’s just being a good friend, isn’t it? He’s being so normal about this, actually.
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