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Lestappen Fic Recommendation List

These are recommendations sent to me by an anon and by @ilottofhope sent in to me (I will update this as I get more. Thank you for sending these in, I really appreciate it!

Fics with an Explicit Rating

'The Things You Do' by loveleclerc: This fic has an archive warning for Graphic Depictions of Violence. It is a completed, 17 chapter, 72k word fic. The author includes this warning:

The fic premise is an AU, the summary telling that Charles is an escort who steals a wallet from Max -- the Penoze leader of Amsterdam and it goes from there.

'Feel The Heat Going Overdrive' by Anonymous: This is a completed fic with 12k words. The premise is described in the summary as, "In which Charles keeps asking questions about the RB18 in the midst of their sexual escapades and Max is literally one DNF away from blowing a fuse." Tags include Enemies to Lovers, , and Max Needs a Hug.

'Unbothered by porpoising' by Tetralea -- this is a short fic with only 564 words but the summary tells us that, "Charles discovers why porpoising never really bothered him." Tags include smut, boys kissing, and honestly Charles what are you thinking?

'uneasy is the head that wears a crown' by Richardmarie75: This fic has archive warnings of graphic depictions of violence and underage. This fic is ongoing with regular updates. 9/25 chapters have been posted and there are 52.3k words. It's a royalty AU and the author summarized the story as "Charles Leclerc ascends the throne consumed by grief. Max Emilian Verstappen pops up into his life unexpectedly, carrying with him words of peace". Tags include enemies to loves, slow burn, heavy angst, blood and injury, angst with a happy ending.

'Sweet Redemption' by just_an_inchident: This is a 7.7k fic that the author summarizes as "this is how Monaco 2022 could have ended." Tags for the fic include pining, drunken confessions, and idiots in love.

'60 seconds' by braakingpoint: This fic is not completed with 5/6 chapters posted, it's currently at 22.5k words and it is an AU. The author summarizes it as, "The grid, along with the whole world experience 60-second visions showing them their future in 200 days. Charles doesn't dare share what he sees." Tags include angst, smut and happy ending.

'Escape as far as possible by Zzz998: This is a completed fic with 14 chapters and 33k words. This is a future fic with the premise being that Daniel Riccardo wants to win the motorsport triple crown and he needs to win the 24 hours of Le Mans so he recruits Charles and Max. Tags include enemies to lovers, retirement, break up, fluff and smut, mutual pining, and hurt/comfort.

'champagne desires' by slutricciardo: this is a 7.4k fic and the author best describes the fic as, "max hates Charles. charles, however, thinks max is just uptight." Tags include, Rivals to lovers, Rivals with Benefits, and Getting Together.

'I do' by LaurawritingF1: This fic is completed with 3 chapters and 3.3k words. It appears to be smut during/after a Lestappen wedding.

'The Prize Dinner' by Tetralea -- this is a 2.2k word fic and the premise is based of this: "Whoever wins the Monaco GP, wins a dinner with members of the royal family. And this year, only Prince Charles can attend."

'it all reminds me of you' by grandprix: This is a completed 3k fic. It's a friends with benefits fic with tags that include secret relationship, caught and non-linear narrative.

'towards oblivion' by playclock: This is a 6.8k fic. It is a sex pollen fic that does have a dubious consent tag for the typical consent issues that come with fics like this.

'Burning down the house' by Madeleineee: This is a 4.3k fic where the author describes the fic as "Charles is a trophy husband, woefully unappreciated and unloved. Max is his nanny." The tags include alternate universe and adultery.

'to treat me like you do' by mondaycore: this is a 2.5k fic that the author warns has "unhealthy coping mechanisms, general violence, and nastiness." This fic is tagged with rough sex, unhealthy coping mechanisms, hate sex, and angst.

'your prison is walking through this world all alone' by multi21: This is a completed, two part fic with 12k words. It's a college AU and the author summarized it as "There are three things you need to know about Charles Leclerc: he's an artist, he's sad, and he's in love with Max Verstappen." Additional tags include unrequited love, angst with a happy ending, mental health issues and getting together.

'I stay because you are the beginning of the dream I want to remember' by AzziNow: this fic is not completed. There are 19 chapters posted so far and 59.6k words. This is a soulmate AU that has soulmate identifying marks. Tags include angst with a happy ending, bit of fluff and some humor.

Fics With a Mature Rating

'I Know Places' by Tazza1993-- This fic is a completed 3 chapter, 58.8k words. It is a Notting Hill AU where Max owns a cat cafe and is content with his quiet life until F1's Charles Leclerc comes across his cafe. The two tags are Romance and Fluff and Angst.

'small pleasures' by altissimozucca -- A 3k fic that is tagged as Netlfix and Chill and but they don't use Netflix and neither Charles nor Max has any Chill.

'Tear In My Heart' by Wellthisdidntgotoplan: This is a series with 3 parts and 6k words. I do want to note that the first two have a T rating while the last one has a M rating so I'm just sticking it in the M category. This series is all future fics where Max and Charles are married but separated and they have two kids and it chronicles that.

'heartstroke' by grandprix: this fic is not completed. Three chapters and 16k words have been posted. The premise appears to be Charles wakes up with amnesia and learns that he is married to Max Verstappen. Tags include amnesia, angst with a happy ending, and secret marriage.

'Kiss with a fist' by mahixa: A fic with 3k words, it seems there is some boxing in it and Charles has a Feelings realization.

'every other sunday' by Anney: this is a completed 9 chapter fic that has about 34.5k words. In this fic, Max is forced out of the closet and Charles is there for him. Additional tags include Emotional hurt/comfort, falling in love and Rivals to Friends to Lovers.

'Just an Incident' by WeaglesAndBrobean: This is completed, 15 chapters with 17.4k words. The tags include slow burn, childhood trauma, enemies to friends to lovers, friends with benefits, and internalized homophobia.

Fics with a T Rating

'It Only Takes A Shunt' by Rearwingblues: This fic has 1700 words and the summary describes it as, "Max ends up in the wall and Charles has a realization." Tags include love confessions, fluff and mild angst in the beginning.

'this is our place, we make the rules' by PrincessElectra: This is actually a series of three stories, completed with 46k total words. It seems to follow Max/Charles relationship. Some of the tags are Enemies to Lovers, Falling in Love and Angst with a Happy Ending.

'so i guess I'll be sticking with you' by artifice: This is a 3k word flower shop AU and the author summarizes it as, "Charles gets Max a plant for Christmas." Tags include fluff and humor, getting together, and implied sexual content.

'take your time, this is not the end' by imnotheretodie: This is a 6.1k fic that is described by the author as, "5 kisses that were strong enough to keep them apart vs the 1 that makes them stay forever." Tags include mutual pining, Charles is a drama queen and idiots in love.

'we're fallin' like the stars, we're fallin' in love' by monzas: this is a 8.7k fic where "Lando sets Max up on disastrous blind dates that end up with Max falling for the bartender who was the real set up all along."

Fics with a G Rating:

'you can take the oxygen straight out of my own chest' by altissimozucca: this is a completed, four chapter fic with 21k words. It's a future fic set after Max and Charles retire and they set off on a road trip together.

'carpe diem' by altissimozucca: this is a 3.1k word fic that is described as a 4 +1 but it's four alternate universes plus 1 real one.

'soulmates (or, max has a love-hate relationship with coldplay)' by altissimozucca: this is a completed 1.3k word fic. It's a soulmate AU where you can hear whatever you soulmate is listening to in your head or can hear the melody of the song they're singing/humming. It's also a 4+1 so it's "four times Max had to listen to music against his will and one time his soulmate had to, too."

'stars' by xiaoluclair: a 2.5k fic that is described as "two conversations, ten years apart".

Not Rated Fics:

'Unlearn' by wantinghopingwriting: A completed fic that has 14 chapters and 46k words. It's described in the summary as a "fake friendship to fake lovers to something else". Tags for the fic include slow burn, fake/pretend relationship, enemies to friends to lovers and angst with a happy ending.

'Little Do You Know by socialite -- this is a 15 chapter, 40k word fic. {listen, I don't try to inject my personal opinion into the lists but this is one of my favorite fics that I've read, ever.} Anyways, Charles finds himself in a situation where he hears his friends' unfiltered opinions about him and honestly all hell breaks loose. Tags include jealousy, communication failure, emotional hurt/comfort, angst, and enemies to lovers.

'just like a folk song, our love will be passed on' by multi21: this is a series with two completed words in it and has 38.7k words. the first fic is charles' pov and the second is max's pov and the author cautions that neither of them are reliable narrators. Tags include Angst with a happy ending, Depression, Mental Health Issues, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Self-Esteem Issues and Homophobic Language.

'home (is wherever I'm with you) by actparci: this fic is not completed. 3/4 of the chapters are posted with 11.9k words so far. The premise is described as "Charles leaves Ferrari, tries to win a championship, and learns some things about belonging. All the while, Max is there." Tags include pining, angsty Charles and slow burn.

'out of my imagination' by plotracer: There is an archive warning for graphic depictions of violence. This is a completed two-part fic with 23.4k words. It is a soulmate AU and the premise is described by the author as, "In a world ruled by the memories of your soulmate, Max tries to find the one who is his source of light." Tags include Jos Verstappen's A+ Parenting, Hurt/Comfort, and slow burn.

"If the whole world was watching, I'd still dance with you." by 4amdecisions. This is a 4.5k word fic that has tags of getting together, panic attacks and friends to lovers.

Feel free to send me your Lestappen recommendations!

I used some of the author's own descriptions for their works so anything in quotes is not something I wrote, credit goes to all of the wonderful writers!

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kxyyongsflight · 2 years

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Our little family (Charles Leclerc)

Note: english is not my first language

Another idea that has been brewing in my brain and I thought I'd share, I got carried away and wrote this massive thing

Also, I've never been pregnant so I'm going with what I know, I apologise if there are medical inaccuracies here

Feedback is appreciated 🤍 and although I'm not taking requests per se, if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to so so!

Tw: health concerns, pregnancy, labour and child birth, breastfeeding, mention of family members who have passed away

"Charles", you called, "Can you come here please?", and waited for him to come downstairs.

"What's up, mon coeur?", he asked as he crossed to corner from the dining room to the living room and stopped, "Did your waters break?".

"No my love, I couldn't reach the bathroom so I just peed in the middle of our living room", you teased, "Can you help me away from here? My hips are hurting and I'm afraid I'll slip and fall if I set my foot down in the wrong way", as you stretched your arms and let your husband guide you away from the wet floor. It did have a lot less water than you'd seen in the movies, and now that you looked at it it kind of looked like you didn't have time to reach the bathroom.

"How are you feeling?", and there was the concerned expression back in his handsome face, a look that came about everytime you so much as winced. "I think so, honestly it just feels like really bad period cramps right now, but we should monitor the time like the midwife explained, so that we know when to go to hospital", you said as you opened the app your friends had advised you to have when monitoring contractions, "Why don't you go upstairs get all the things down here and I'll clean this up, yeah?", you smiled back at him, ensuring him that, for now at least, everything was fine.

Reluctantly, he did as he was told, not too happy about having you out of his eyesight but also wanting to just get everything ready so he could come back to your side.

As you grabbed the mop and cleaned the floor, you could faintly hear Charles upstairs talking to himself and checking the last items off the list and putting them in the bags.

When the floor was clean and dry, you placed the cleaning products back in their place, and as you got back to the living room you caught your reflection in one of the windows, and took a few moments to appreciate it. Sure, there were moments where you didn't feel amazing, morning sickness that lasted all day, tears that came out of nowhere, pain in you back and hips. But it was so worth it. You had created a new life with the love of your life and although you couldn't wait to meet your little boy, you were going to miss having him so close to you and in this safe bubble of baby love.

You were so focused on your bump that you didn't even hear Charles going down the stairs, placing the bags down and reaching you slowly, seeing your focused state and not wanting to startle you, "So beautiful right? I love you so so so much, you're gonna be the best mama for little man here", he whispered as he cradled your bump and pressed multiple kisses to your face. After swaying with you for a little bit, the pressure increased, "I think I want to go bounce in the ball", you said and Charles immediately guided you to sit on it, helping you balance in it and sitting on the sofa so he could be face to face with you.

His phone started ringing, and as he was ready to press the denial button, Pierre's name flashed on the screen, "C'mon, let's give him a good surprise", you said as Charles accepted the call and put it on speaker, "Hello mate, what's up?". You heard some commotion on the other side of the line as your husband's best friend spoke "Hi, good man, good. We were wondering if you guys wanted to come over for dinner today, maybe it'll be the last time before the baby comes", leaving you to snicker a giggle, "That would've been great, but it seems little man will come in the next few hours", Charles replied as he grabbed your hand as you pulled a scrunched up face from the pressure in your belly.

"No way, are you serious? Y/N, please tell me he's not joking", Pierre almost whispered like if he spoke to loud he would jinx it.

"She's here in front of me, bouncing on her ball", he replied, "she's doing great", Charles replied and you hummed in agreement, "Not sure why you guys complain about porpoising, I'm having the time of my life bouncing in here", you joked loud enough so both drivers could hear you, fully understanding the differences and how dangerous it could be in their side, hearing Pierre break in full belly laugh, "you're still making jokes, I see", to which you replied "Well, one of us has to be calm and collected right?", as you pressed a kiss to your husband's cheek. "Ew I heard that, and I didn't need to, so I'm taking it as a sign to go. Keep me updated, yeah? Y/N, you've got this!", and after saying your farewells, Charles clicked off and focused back on you, "Do you need anything? Water, some food, a massage?".

You shook your head, "I'm good, I'm good, it's picking up now but I'm good", you smiled.

As things progressed and Charles called your midwife to update her, she advised that the two of you should head to the hospital, figuring from what she heard that you would be admitted.

"So, I'm gonna grab our things and you'll wait here?", Charles asked, "I can still walk, you know? I'll head to the car", you said grabbing your ball and taking it with you.

"Why is it all in your car?", he asked, "Because, as much as I like your car my love, all of this won't fit in there, I don't even know I'll fit in it", you giggled, "and it's because I like it so much that I also don't want to get your seats dirty if something happens", you blushed.

"Alright, you're right", Charles replied as he placed everything that was left in your car, helping you get on the passenger's seat, "Let's go have a baby", he finished placing a sweet kiss on your forehead as he helped you buckle your seat belt and closed the door.

After updating close family where you were heading, the car ride was... interesting. You were sure your car had never even worked in those speeds before, and you were just glad that the night as settling in and there weren't many cars in the Monaco streets, "I'm glad you are a safe driver, because if you didn't have all those skills, I would do something that maybe would make you unable to have anymore children", you joked still, and finally, it seemed to bring that pretty smile you adored so much, he had been so tense that you were starting to get worried. "Hey,", you grabbed his hand over the console, "So far everything is good, and we're finally gonna meet our baby boy. So we don't need to worry, not until we have to, if we have to", you finished as he parked in front of the hospital.

He flashed you a smile and the left his seat, going around the car to help you out onto the wheelchair your midwife had already brought outside when she saw the car coming around, "We're doing this, we're finally meeting little man. Let's go and do this mon coeur", he placed a kiss on your forehead and grabbed your forearms to help you.

"How are we doing, Y/N?", Paula, your midwife, asked as she wheeled you in, followed by Charles with your bags.

After checking you in and going up to your room, Charles went to park and car and came back to you bouncing in your ball whilst the medical staff filled your birthpool with water, giving a quick greeting to everyone in the room and going straight to you, crouching down to be at your eye level, "Hi darling, how are you handling it?", he asked.

You smiled at his voice and slowly opened your eyes, "they're getting closer now, stronger too. But they are filling the pool so I can get in and it'll help the pressure".

Charles' heart was going faster than the cars he drives, nervous for the whole situation and there you were, handling it all like a champ.

After getting checked up and getting the okay from the medical team, you were allowed to go in the pool. With Charles helping you undress, you got in and immediately felt a sense of comfort around you, easing your muscles and pressures. Kneeling down and resting your arms on the edge of the pool, Charles did the same outside the pool in front of you, offering you all his support.

You heard a knock on the door, followed by Paula getting in with coloured things in her hand, "Hello again mama, just went to get you your accessories", she said ripping what looked like bracelets out of the coloured sheets she was carrying. During your appointments, the medical team found out that, due to a medical condition, you were not advised to have an epidural, only if it was a last case resource, and since it was a common procedure, the hospital had implemented a colour system so no matter what professional came to see you, they could see the bracelet cues. "I have these for you, so if anyone talks about medication and all that, you show them your wrist yeah? Even if you're in the middle of a contraction you don't need to talk to them, just show them your wrist. I promise they won't think you're rude", she smiled, knowing you for long enough to know your worries and how far to take her jokes, handing Charles the bracelets so he could put them on your wrist like he asked.

"In the GPs I usually wear them around my neck so this is a nice change", you said as you waved the bracelets around, leaving a kiss on Charles' arms that were back interlocked with yours, allowing you to squeeze his forearms everytime you felt the need to.

You were in that position for hours on end, the time now approaching 4am and you were loosing motivation to keep going.

"Y/N, we need to check you for a little bit now okay? We're gonna move to the bed", one of the nurses said, and it was the last straw for you. You were tired, sore from the position even though it was the only one comfortable for you, and the last thing you wanted was to get out of that warm pool and lay on your back. So the tears started rolling, you felt Charles' and lift your chin up a bit, making you look at him, breaking his heart a little bit more, "I know it's not comfortable for you to go on the bed but I know you can do this. You're a superwoman, the strongest one out there and-", by that point you were looking into his eyes, those eyes that always calmed you down and took a deep breath before your request, "Can you come with me? I need you to hold me while I'm in the bed".

Looking at the nurses, who nodded along, Charles helped you up and sat beside you on the bed, holding you like he always promised he would. After checking your dilation and looking at your's and baby's stats, the nurse happily announced, "You're progressing very well, you're 7 cm dilated, nearly there!", and your tears where placed with a wet smile, giving you that boost of confidence you were lacking.

"See? I knew you could do it, my amazing wife can do anything", he said peppering kisses everywhere on your face he could reach.

Between shared affections, words of encouragement and a few laughs along the way to keep you going, the time came. Your body was urging you to push and you did what it told you. Grabbing onto Charles' arms and squeezing what you could to relieve the pressure, it took you four big pushed until your baby was out in the world.

Sitting back against the pool, the nurses lifted the little boy and after a few taps on his cheek, he let out a high pitch scream both you and Charles would remember for the rest of your life, "He's here, Y/N, congratulations mama and papa", Paula said as she placed the baby on your chest.

You couldn't believe it, he was finally here. A head full of hair, the softest of chubby cheeks ever and eyes wide open just taking in the world around him. You briefly looked at Charles and, like you, tears were running down his face as he kept caressing your shoulders and whispering a chain of praise and "thank you" on your ear.

"He's our baby. Like forever. We have a baby Charles, and he's ours forever. Our baby", saying it out loud sounded even crazier. From dating back from when you were teenagers, to you getting to university and Charles to F1, all the ups and downs, moving in together and getting married, and now holding the beautiful life your love created, you still couldn't believe it.

"Now we're gonna need to take little one to check everything while you deliver the placenta alright?", one of the nurses said and you extended your arms so she could grab him, "go with him Charles, I'll be fine here", you ushered him.

He looked at the busy station of nurses checking and measuring your little boy and figured he would just get in the way and switched his position a little so he could manage to see your little boy still whilst watching you too, "I'll just be in the way there, and I can see you both from here", he said with loving (and still a bit teary) eyes, "I love you so much. Thank you for not letting me give up", you whispered and you kissed his hand that was caressing your cheek and moving the hair that had fallen out of your bun away.

In the pregnancy classes they had warned about everything, but what they did not warn you about was seeing the love of your life cradle your newborn in his naked chest. The hormones were all over your body from post birth and the image of Charles holding your little boy in his chest, skin to skin, was making them go even crazier.

"I think he looks a lot like you, the big curious eyes, the hair colour is like the pictures your mom showed me of you when you were a baby like him. Yeah, carbon copy of you", you said, appreciating your two boys. "I guess so, but these cheeks are all you, look at them", Charles replied, kissing the chubby cheeks that your son had, "they're so soft and kissable and squishable, like yours".

One of the nurses knocked on the door, slowly entering after confirming she could do so, "how's everyone in here?" to which you replied "we're doing good, the food helped a lot, thank you", referring to the tray of food they brought you as you had barely gotten any sleep since the day before and did not have much of an appetite during labour.

"Now we should see this little one's tummy, if that's okay. Because any minute now I think he'll be hungry. How are you planning to feed him?", she asked as Charles put on a shirt after placing your son on your chest.

"We're gonna try breastfeeding. If it doesn't work, we'll switch to formula", you looked at Charles, remembering the conversation you had a few weeks before after he had read a book about how sometimes either the mom or the baby didn't feel good about that feeding modality, making you promise to always tell him if you felt any pain or discomfort you couldn't handle.

"Alright, let's get this baby boy to latch, shall we? I'm probably going to have to touch you if that's okay", the nurse said while you nodded and took the strap of your top down, "There you go little boy, well done!", she said as he latched immediately.

After feeding him until he seemed full, Charles learnt how to burp him and settled him in your chest.

"We have here also his paperwork, that's all going home with you don't worry, but we need this one here for his name, so when you have the time, that would be great for us. No rush", the nurse said as she was getting ready to leave. You thanked her as Charles grabbed the papers and pen and began writing in them, "my love, come here and you can put the papers on this tray here and write better", you said, sightly scooting so he could sit. "I don't want you to get uncomfortable. You need to rest, my love", he placed a kiss on your forehead and lightly grazed his son's cheek with his finger, "Nonsense," you patted the mattress, "you sit here. We want papa to sit here don't we? So we can all have a cuddle", and Charles gave in, sitting next to you and allowing you to cuddle into his side.

Helping him make sure that all the information was written down in the right places, he reached the spot for his name, "You want to keep the option that we talked about?", Charles asked. You had discussed loads of names and different combinations, not wanting your child to have a name no one could pronounce or having them take ages in pre school trying to write a 10-letter first name.

"Only if you're sure, my love. But I really like it and it will be a nice way of remembering the both of them", you said, squeezing his left hand as he wrote "Hervé Jules" in the destined place for his name.

"I love you so much, love you both so much", he finished writing and placed the papers back in the vanity the nurse had left them in, returning back to cuddle you and pressing kiss to little Hervé's forehead and then yours.

When you found out you were having a baby boy, it seemed natural. Paying tribute to two of the men who raised your husband and that mean so much to him. You even ran the idea with his mom, who held you so tighlty, his brothers, who thought it was a really nice idea, and even Pierre, who you may have promised that you would name your next child after, thought that Charles would appreciate it. So when you ran the idea through him, he just stared at you in silence. Only after what felt like hours did he break his stance and hugged you and your bump like his life depended on it.

"I think Jules would have loved to meet him. Dad too, probably didn't think you'd be able to put up with me for this long, let lone marry me and have my child", he said remembering his father's advice when they first started dating, "he always said that you would be the most amazing thing to ever happen to me", he kissed your forehead, "and he was right, you have been my rock for so many years, I couldn't have done it without you and now", he kissed your little boy's hand that had come free from his swaddle, "this little man, so perfect and amazing, I truly can't thank you enough mon coeur", he said before the three of you closed your eyes and caught up on some much needed sleep.

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