JoeyJustChillin
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I hope you die? Bland, boring threat. It’ll happen eventually.
I hope that on your next commute, you get such mind-blowing head from your coworker that it forever alters your perception of blowjobs? It’s real. It’s scary. It could be happening to you right now.
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10 Jun 2026
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Max stopped speaking halfway through an answer to Lewis because he realised he had clenched his jaw so hard it hurt. He knew exactly what that helplessness felt like. A mechanical failure robbed a driver differently than a crash or a mistake. There was nowhere to put the anger, no correction to make, no braking point to revisit. George, like all the rest of them, would only be left with the knowledge that his hands had done everything right and it still hadn’t mattered.
Max fixed a smile on his face anyway before he climbed up the third step. Champagne sprayed across his race suit while the hollow in his chest burned like a fireplace sucking all the oxygen out of a room.
George should’ve won today. Max knew it. The entire paddock knew it. And Max knew the twisting in his gut was nothing compared to the void George must have felt in his. He hadn’t seen George once since the chequered flag.
OR: Max comforts George after DNF in Canada 2026.
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04 Jun 2026
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The first shaky clip was filmed from the passenger seat of a rental van. Charles complained about Baku—mhm, Oscar could relate—before turning the camera towards the driver.
“Where are we, Carlos?”
Carlos glanced over briefly, smiling despite the hour, hands on the wheel, hair a mess from travel. He looked bright-eyed and comfortable in that way Oscar knew by heart.
“The middle of Italy,” he said.
Both of them started laughing, overtired enough to find the situation funny instead of inconvenient. The caption showed under the video. Best chauffeur in town.
Yeah. Oscar bet he was.
OR: Oscar had a bad weekend in Baku, made all the worse by his situationship riding back with Charles fucking Leclerc.
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- Part 9 of Tumblr Short Requests
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03 Jun 2026
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⠀At first, it was a mild symptom. Every morning, he would feel inexplicably tired, have a slight fever, or a wave of nausea. It was just enough to make sticking to his prescribed meal plan difficult.
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Max was pregnant, and Charles didn’t know
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27 May 2026
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now i'm mister charisma (fuckin' lewis hamilton) by TheSpireSleeps
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
25 May 2026
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He sees car number 44 parked on P2 and he cannot even bring himself to think that it was at his expense because all he can think is fucking finally, all he can think is baby, I’m home.
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26 May 2026