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“I’m not a rookie and I’m not doing this to prove anything. I like racing in pre-heat," Oscar says.
Carlos’ brain short circuits. “What?”
Oscar inclines his head. "It focuses me. Makes me more desperate for the win.”
Desperate. Carlos can’t help it, his scent blooms.
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Oscar mistimes his heat cycle in Monaco, things go awry. Carlos, who barely knows him, selflessly volunteers to help.
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22 Feb 2026
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“I didn’t see you,” Richard said. “In the Marshals office. When I was—when they—after.” It sounded a little plaintive to his ears. Like he was asking, where were you? Why weren’t you there?
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24 Apr 2026
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I Am Groot by sherlocksmyth
Fandoms: Guardians of the Galaxy - All Media Types, Marvel, Marvel (Movies), Marvel (Comics), Guardians of the Galaxy (Comics)
04 Aug 2014
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EXTREMELY NSFW fic told from the perspective of Groot.
EDIT 04/05/2021:
Wow. I just found out this is the top fic on AO3. I’m losing my mind. Thank you guys for the kudos & views! If you want you can follow me on Tumblr: @grootficguy- Language:
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06 Apr 2026
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They handed him an Omega with ash still in his hair.
Lando stood barefoot on the marble floor of a city that had swallowed his name, his future, and the scent of the man he was promised to. He said nothing. He didn’t bow. He only stared — jaw tight, eyes brighter than any fire that took his home.
Oscar Piastri was a commander, not a keeper of hearts. The boy was a war spoil, nothing more. He told himself that, again and again, as days passed and silence turned into glances, glances into questions, and questions into something dangerously close to care.
The rules of war are simple: Victors take. The conquered yield.
But Lando has never followed rules.
And Oscar? He's starting to forget them.
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09 Jan 2026
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Please don’t send me an arse of a teammate, he had pleaded. For the love of all that is holy, don’t go and cock it all up now.
George knew Toto always had options. Backroom conversations, quiet lunches, the odd promising junior hovering just out of sight, drivers with resumes hot off the presses or egos already calcified by a seat they hadn’t earned. The thought of who he might be paired with, compared to mild-mannered, dependable Lewis, made his skin crawl.
As the season wore on, the speculation only grew. Pundits promised answers by summer shutdown. Fans demanded certainty. George waited. Nothing came.
Then, come Zandvoort, Mercedes announced an FP1 outing for Toto’s bloodthirsty Formula 2 protégé in George’s car despite Lewis being the one he was meant to replace, which felt personal, frankly.
And on Friday night, in front of a home crowd drunk on orange smoke and seawater, Mercedes finally made it official.
18-year-old Max Verstappen would be the next driver to wear the Silver Arrows.
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02 Jan 2026