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entwined by mincheonjae (cheonsacl) for yoonetereo
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
10 Aug 2025
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for ina, my muse.
inspired by her tweet: "yoonjin au where yoongi is an octopus and seokjin is a mermaid.......... thinking thoughts" and ofc i started writing this for her back in april when she tweeted about it.
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undersea yoonjin smut where yoongi is an octopus hybrid and seokjin is a merman. oh, it will be mean and nasty -
pink claws, white fangs by mincheonjae (cheonsacl) for yoonetereo
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
19 May 2025
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yoongi has white fangs, seokjin has pink claws. a match made in heaven or just two not quite humans fucking and marking each other up. inspired by a tweet: https://x.com/twinkimseok/status/1882958551771164758?s=46
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Max stared at Charles’ closed eyes and how they twitched in his sleep. Objectively, Max knew that Charles was probably the most beautiful man he had ever seen. But... this was Charles.
Charles Leclerc.
Big, cry-baby Charles.
Sauber #2 driver Charles.
When did he decide that Charles The Driver would become Charles The Boyfriend?
He wishes he could remember.
OR: The self-indulgent Amnesia AU that nobody asked for. This is my love story to Charles Leclerc, thank you for coming along. Warning: this fic may break you.
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20 Jul 2026
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‘Max drew his sword fully, leveling it between them. The tip pointed directly to his throat. “Drop it.” He warned.
Charles tsked, eying the sword with distaste. “Rude.”
“Drop it, Charles. I swear—”
“Oh, mon capitaine...” His smile stretched, seductive. “Must we do this every time?”’
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Captain Max Emilian Verstappen is the youngest and most feared captain in the Royal Navy, ruthless in battle and destined for greatness.
At least, he was — Until he ruined everything for a pirate.
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It was harmless chatter—until Lando, without any warning, said, “Yeah, and then Max left to hook up with some omega, right? Anyway, we—”
Oscar nearly dropped his drink. “What?” His voice cracked through the space like a whip.
Lando blinked, caught mid-gesture. “Uh—what?”
“What did you just say?” Oscar’s pulse was roaring in his ears. His voice came out in an undignified squeak as he asked, “Max dates omegas?”
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18 Jul 2026
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Max’s eyes drift down to Charles’ waist. “So. Is the locked knot a bad reaction to suppressant medication or did it happen on its own?”
Charles laughs uneasily, gripping his towel tight. “Is that how you create a mood usually, Verstappen?”
Max stares at him. “This is a medical procedure” He says. “Ferrari hired me for it, they did not pay for any extras. If you really want a sexy routine from me Charles, you will have to pay for it yourself”
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or, a lestappen 'reuniting' knot massage fic
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16 Jul 2026
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“I wanted,” George gasped, his kisses messy, his chin wet, “I wanted you to fuck me with that trophy. Earlier.”
“Fuck yourself,” Max growled, but he picked up the trophy nonetheless. It was cold, that was the first thing he noticed, and very smooth along the sides, with a slightly sharp tip that would scrape if used with abandonment. “This thing here, you want it inside you instead of me.”
“Is that terrible?” His jacket was torn off, and his belt quickly joined it in a pile. “Are you jealous of that too, Verstappen? It’s big, right, and what an incredible shape—”
British Grand Prix 2026. The Silverstone trophy was really just asking for trouble.
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- Part 4 of pareidolia
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13 Jul 2026