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“Y’know how it is,” he jerks his head to the side, and Oscar realises that he hasn’t looked him in the eyes once during this entire conversation. Avoiding. “Doesn’t exactly look good for me.”
“What doesn’t?” Oscar’s brows pull together, the back of his neck heating up. Swallowing, he goes to take a small step forward, to bridge the miles of distance between them, but he stops himself at the last second. Instead, runs his thumb nail over the pad of his pointer finger. Lets it carve into the pink skin.
Raising his hand, Lando flings it to the side, as if swatting away a particularly insistent fly.
“That you’re so, like. Beta.”
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Or: The entirely too self-indulgent WAG Omega Osc-fic of my dreams.
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Gabriel is fuming
He will NOT stay on the side when everyone is getting together!
Nico will be hisHopefully, he can count on the Spanish speaking driver to help him
(Or not) (they have their own weird love life after all)This fic follow my other chat fic « French is such a fruity language », you doesn’t need to read it but it can helps
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your presence has gone through me (like needle through a thread) by GatheringBlue
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
25 May 2026
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"We're setting you up with a billet situation," Fletcher continued. "It's pretty common for first-year players, especially international guys. Gives you a chance to settle in, learn the city, have someone looking out for you."
"Okay," Ilya said slowly, not entirely sure what a billet was, but not wanting to admit his ignorance.
He could guess from the context – he’d heard of rookies being assigned to live with older single players, veterans who could show them the ropes. Maybe that was what Fletcher meant. Connors maybe, he was probably a handful of years older than Ilya. Or perhaps Becker. Ilya just hoped it was someone who–
"You'll be staying with Nikolai Petrov and his family."
The words hit Ilya like a punch to the gut. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe.
"Petrov?" he managed, his voice coming out strangled.
__________________________________________________________________The Bears decide that Ilya should be set up with a billet for his first season. The idea of spending a year living with a man that Ilya is sure hates him is completely terrifying. And yet, it ends up being the best thing to ever happen to him.
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- Part 2 of heated rivalry fics
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The first thing Lewis thought when he saw the kid was, fuck, he’s fast. It didn’t matter though, because he was fighting Nico for the championship and Max was in Toro Rosso fighting for points, but then Lewis blinked and Nico was gone. Nico had won, waved a smug smile and a title in Lewis' face and dissapeared off the grid, leaving him with a teammate who was young, hungry, desperate, in their silver car wearing their white suit sporting their Mercedes logo as a last fuck you to Lewis. There, you lost, and you lost me too.
Or, Max goes to Mercedes for 2017