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    Oscar lost Lando a championship and left McLaren. There was still a year in between.

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    13 Jun 2026

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    this is perfection

  2. Rec 86

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    You tell him you don't want to go home. You don't want to see him again. You don't ever want to lock yourself in the bathroom again. You don't say all of that, and maybe you shouldn't have said anything at all, but the creek is in front of you and your friend is next to you and you tell him you don't want to go home.

    Luke says he understands. Luke betrays you. Luke is a liar.

    Soon after, the package with Medusa's head and a note from his father appears in your cabin. You don't feel any good anger anymore. You feel red like crimson blood staining your knuckles and dripping out of the corner of your mouth. You hate Luke. You want him dead.

    It hurts you, but you want him dead.

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    11 Dec 2022

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    First PJO fic I read and boy I don't regret it. Stan angry and unhinged Percy (also the only time I've read second pov it's great)

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    Daniel loves to fly, but he needs to race.

    Every F1 driver joins the grid knowing they have a choice to keep their wings or trim them for less weight, sacrificing flight for race pace. Daniel has always promised himself he will never trim his wings.

    Until he comes to McLaren, and the choice is made for him.

    In which the most-loved driver of the grid has a long, slow fall, and nobody notices until it is too late.

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    24 Feb 2026

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    I'm not usually (read: ever) a rpf enjoyer but something about f1 has bewitched me and this fic is golden

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    “Come on, Caitlyn, you can’t actually believe that your entire life can revolve around football forever. Get a master’s degree, a real one, focus on that.”
    “But football—”
    “Football will still be there when you’re done.”

    BREAKING: Piltover will not renew Caitlyn Kiramman’s contract at the end of the season

    “Is it safe to assume you’ll be joining the football team at Piltover University?”
    “I’ll try out, we’ll see what happens.”

    Who did she think she was?
    Did she expect to come to her team as a game?
    Did she expect everyone to bow and grovel at her feet, begging her to join?
    Vi had been captain for three years and she was going into her final one, if she was expecting to take the captaincy from her, she had another thing coming.
    Just like if she thought she’d just waltz into a starting position.
    Reality was coming, she thought.

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    Caitlyn moves from a professional team to a university team and Vi isn't thrilled about having her there, but Kiramman’s really good at football, so she's going to have to deal with it

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    18 Jan 2026

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  5. Rec 69

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    The look. The lips. The hips. The tits. The hair. The eyes. The skin. The waist.

    To say that she didn’t put this song on because it perfectly encapsulated the sight before her would be a straight up lie. Her raven hair tied messily, loose strands of hair framing her perfect face. Her piercing blue eyes that seemed to catch every detail on the court. Her impossibly long legs that seemed to go on forever, exposed by what could be barely called a tennis skirt. And her form-fitting polo with its buttons left undone, hugging her slutty little waist. Oh god, the fucking waist.

    Vi couldn’t take her eyes off of her even if she wanted to.

    “Earth to Vi, you’re still eye fucking your doubles partner.”

    OR: Cait/Vi Modern AU where they're doubles tennis partners

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    28 Feb 2025

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