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Satoru’s hand is wrapped around the back of his head, his legs tight around his waist. He holds Megumi for a moment, a second, half a breath and the flinch of an eye, but it stretches in that moment, cuts through the gore and destruction that rains down around them. He’s bleeding, Megumi can smell it, the bright iron scent of his blood. He’s bleeding, mutilated, grinning. He’s weeping power, more energy than human, more energy than his splitting body can contain, but he takes a moment. And Megumi curls into it and it’s been so long.
It's heavy, the weight of family and the pull of gravity.
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19 Feb 2026
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“Eat shit tomorrow, Verstappen.”
“Yeah, whatever,” Max replies easily, downright bored. It’s a drag of a performance, the shit talk. He collapses back against the sheets, legs still dangling off the side of the bed. Waste of time, when George is just riling himself up to come back over, drop between Max’s knees. He loves a routine, though. “Crash and burn, Russell.”
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28 Dec 2025
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Max Verstappen drags his tractor to P12 and gets photographed at a Monaco steakhouse with Toto and Susie the next week. George doesn’t get the steakhouse. George gets his office, two days later.
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20 Nov 2025
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He hadn’t talked to Oscar in years. Not since half a year in F1 had gone by, and one was clearly excelling and the other was not. It wasn’t Logan's fault. He had tried, he really did, to maintain some sense of normalcy with Oscar, but the replies kept getting slower and slower until there wasn’t much to talk about in the first place.
Turns out some people won’t respond if you don’t text first.
Or
Logan signs for Cadillac in 2026.
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24 Oct 2025
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“Why’d you even kiss that other guy?” Oscar can’t keep himself from asking. There’s an implication, somewhere—when it was me you wanted the whole time—but Oscar can’t bring himself to say it; doesn’t think the cocky-leaning words would fit in his mouth right.
Logan chuckles softly into his skin. “Liam thought it would be funny,” he says, words imbuing themselves into the thick of Oscar’s veins. “And I was hoping you’d see it.”
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27 Sep 2025