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del-thetiredwriter · 2 months

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Mafia Au / Good luck while running away from mafia part 3

Intro , part 0.5 , part 1 , part 2 , part 4

Tags: @morokumi , @hrhqueenfox , @hasty-desert , @oceanside-pixie , @lianreine , @h3apm3ch4n151m , @cecilebutcher , @ayachansan , @reveihehe , @sfxtiebee , @roseapov , @twst-eeps , @loivre , @randomlyappearingartist , @serenity-loves-red, @wonderlandcrown

Note: Haha it’s been a long time… ((￣∇￣) how are you guys? I didn’t liked this post maybe edit it later

Warnings: bad English and writing , gn reader, kidnapping, yandere, curse, blood, character injury…

2 years ago

“Agh! At this rate, I will die from overwork!”

You whined.

You were indebted to Azul because you forgot the day you were supposed to meet Azul last week and wasted his precious time.

He wanted you to check all the financial records of the mafia to pay off his debt, but according to you, he just wanted to torture you.

You had been examining all the financial records of the mafia in Monstro Lounge for the last three days, even checking till the time when Crewel Sensei was the executive.

“I want to cry, why am I looking at financial records from 10 years ago?”

You whined, hit your head on the table and sighed deeply.

You glanced at the records out of the corner of your eye… Saw the same word: “Ramshackle” . That name again. This name kept coming up since you started reviewing the records 7 years ago. The money transfer to “Ramshackle” was quite large. Almost as much as a division.

You've been in the mafia for about 4 years, but you've never heard of this name. Strange.

“I see you are working hard.”

You were startled by the voice you heard. You saw the silver haired executive leaning against to the side of the door staring at you with a satisfied smirk.

“Azul-san, you are back sir.”

You straightened up. You didn’t wanted to look like you’re slacking. Last time because you slacked he made you work till death for a week that felt like years in Monstro Lounge.

He looked at the paperworks that you were dealing with.

“I see you have worked hard, you deserve a short break right?”

“I swear I will never forget you again.”

You sweared while drinking the tea prepared by Jade. The ice tea made you forget the war you had with paperworks.

“Looks like Y/N-san had a hard time, hmm?”

Jade said as he placed the snacks in front of you.

“Shrimpy, you looked so funny among those piles of papers. Maybe you should forget Azul more~”

said Floyd while eating one of the biscuits on the plate.

You gulped. This was definitely something you would never do again. You didn’t wanted to return to that room.

While chatting with them your mind went to that name again: Ramshackle.

“Azul-san, I want to ask you something.”

You hoped that he knew something about it.

Azul nodded in agreement. “Go on.”

“I wonder what Ramshackle is? So is it someone or an organization? This name was mentioned frequently in financial records. “

Man with glasses took a sip from the tea before answering.

“I don't know. That name was on the records before I became a executive. And from the moment I was in charge of finance I never heard that name . So I don’t know .”

Current time

A full week. This chase had been going on for exactly a week. You were officially a fugitive.

You opened the glove compartment. Your food could last you another day at most, but your water was already finished. You sighed, you had to go to the grocery store. You took some cash and your gun. Wore your mask and got of from the car. Praying to not get caught.

…

You were in line at the register with two bottles of water and two sandwiches. The line was very slow for some reason, barely moving at all.

Then you felt someone's eyes on you. No, they couldn't have found you. Then a hand touched your shoulder. You suddenly turned around and turned away the hand that touched you. However, you looked at the owner of the hand in surprise.

“Alex?”

You looked at your former co-worker from the cafe in surprise.

“What are you doing here?”

You said as you released his hand. Meanwhile you got some peoples attention because of your action.

“Nice to see you too, Yuu. Where have you been? I haven't heard from you since that commotion at the cafe. You made me very worried.” said the young man while rubbing his hand that you caught a moment ago.

"Nevermind." You didn't want to waste time on unnecessary conversations. You just wanted to get out of here.

“You really are annoying as always. Even though I was so worried about you. You owe me "

Alex said.

You didn't reply. You thought about not getting carried away just because you were talking to Alex. You were lost in thoughts but you came to your senses with Alex’s shout.

“Hey! Let's go to the cafe.”

Alex said while fiddling with his phone.

"I'm busy."

You didn’t had time to waste and didn’t wanted to be in public. But Alex insisted.

“Come on, look just 15 minutes okay or I'll throw a Tantrum in this crowd.”

You stared at him with disappointment . If You knew Alex, he would do this. He was the type of person who would do anything to get what he wanted. Because of this behavior of his he would always argue with other co-workers only you could deal with him. Because he was just not dangerous version of your ex bosses

You agreed with a sigh.

“Hey, do you have a lover or something? You're constantly on the phone." You said while stared at Alex with those judgmental eyes.

He brought you to a local cafe which is quite crowded for you. Now you two were waiting for your orders.

“You insisted me to came here yet always on the phone.”

“Uh, no… I'm just waiting for an important call.”

replied the young man.

You looked at Alex suspiciously. He was uneasy. Something didn't feel right. You shaked your head. He was just a civilian. You were just nervous because of recent events.

You started watch outside of the window. A cat purring on it’s owner lap and the owner reading a book while stroking the cat. The owner of the cat was talking to another man. Quite muscular man was sitting in front of the cats owner talking about something excitedly.

Then you saw a black car parking. With Seeing the person in the backseat you panicked. You were found out.

“No way,” you whispered. You straightened up.

"Uh, what's the problem?" Alex said. Caught your hand.

"I have to go. We'll meet another time." You said, trying to pull your hand away but Alex tightened his grip.

"No. Remain. You should remain.” He said with a guilty yet insistent voice.

Your eyes grew with realization.

“It was you…You were the one who exposed me. You knowingly changed your working days on the night of the attack. You purposely came to work with me that day…"

Alex looked at you with a guilty expression. You pulled your hand away and quickly ran for the exit, but you were blocked by a familiar person. Those here heterochromic eyes… Those eyes that you were scared of eyes. Eyes of a hunters.

“It's been a long time Shrimpy~”

He grabbed your wrists before you could respond. It was impossible to escape Floyd's grip. You struggled but it didn’t help.

“Don’t use your energy on it. No use.”

You heard that mocking familiar voice.Then you saw the second brother. The carbon copy of Floyd. Jade just grinned when he saw your situation. Then he turned to someone else .

“Thank you for your service Mr. Alex. As we talked about, the fee will be delivered to you within the day tomorrow.” said Jade in a gentlemanly manner.

Then he turned to you.

“Now, Azul is waiting for us in the car. Let's not keep him waiting too long, hmm. But first-“

He took the gun you hid behind your back.

“Toys are prohibited”

You were put into the backseat of the black vehicle you just saw. Seated between Jade and Azul. You felt so numb so drowning. Is this how you were ending up…

Azul looked at you, pleased with the situation.

"You were going to get caught eventually, was it worth the effort?" he mocked you.

You didn't reply. You just watched out the window with lost in thoughts.

…

They brought you to a place that looked like Monstro Lounge in the city. It was probably newly opened. You were brought to one of the back rooms, the kind where Azul would hold his private conversations. They made you sit on a chair.Your hands and feet were tied to a comfortable chair. You didn’t strike back.

“Hey , it’s not like I can do something .”

You said calmly while getting tied.

“I'm sorry Y/N but you know ,safety precautions.”

Jade said in a not at all sad tone as he tied you up.

“You're hungry, aren't you? You probably didn't eat properly while you were running away. Jade, can you please bring our angelfish something to eat and Floyd, can you please bring some clean clothes? I can’t believe you wear this stuff as clothes." Azul nagged.

“Why, I want to spend time with shirmpy too.” Floyd whined, but eventually he left with Jade.

After Floyd and Jade left, only you and Azul were left in the room.

There was silence in the room. A tense silence.The silver haired man happily walked towards you.

“You acted really stupid, my angelfish. I don't even understand why you ran away in the first place. After all, everything was perfect wasn’t it. We were at peace. Why did you do?"

He leaned towards you. There were only inches between you.

You stared at him with empty eyes for a minute with silence.

“You all know the answer, but you all act like you don’t .”

You spoke.

Azul grinned.

“İdia said you ran away because you learned everything, but even if you did, we are not guilty. It's you." He said, leaning towards your face.

You gritted your teeth. Turned your head around. He was too close. You looked away. Luckily, Jade walked in just in time with a tray of food.

“Oh right on time Jade.”

Jade came to the room with a silver tray of dinner.

“Today’s menu is Cold poached salmon. As for beverage water. Sorry couldn’t get anything else you see… Then Bon Appetite.”

Then he bent over.

Azul cut a piece and turned to you. He held the fork to your mouth. You looked at him sternly.

"You eat first. Who knows what you put in it.”

Azul grinned at your answer.

"Okey." He put the morsel into his mouth.

You watched as he slowly chewed the morsel and then swallowed it. And he cut another piece.

“Say aaaah”

And you ate the second piece he cut off.

Azul and Jade left for an emergency meeting, and you were left in Floyd's custody, but he had just gone to the bathroom.

You sighed deeply. They would probably take you to main place tomorrow.

Suddenly strange sounds started coming from outside.

Then the voices stopped and the door opened.

“Sam-san?!”

You said in surprise.

“Your prince charming has come to take you out of here.” grinned Sam.

"But how?"

"You talk too much. We don't have much time. “ Sam said as he untied you.

“Here, take this gun. By the way, there are only three bullets inside, just so you know. And some cash.”

He put the gun in your hand.

"Why?” you asked again. Why was Sam helping you?

He just smiled. “Hurry up or you won't be able to escape. Now our paths part again. Don't get caught again. I don't think I can save you again."

You looked at him for a second. Then you ran, you ran with all your might.

“Stay where you are!”

You turned around when you heard the familiar voice. Floyd was looking at you with his gun drawn. It was obvious that he was angry.

“Why are you running away, Shrimpy? I just found you...I don't want to play chase with you anymore!”

He pointed his gun at you threateningly.

You didn't reply.

You saw Sam behind Floyd. It's okay... You had nothing to lose anymore. You turned around and ran towards the exit.

The sound of the trigger rang in your ears. A strange pain in your shoulder. Ah Floyd shot you in the shoulder. But that wasn't enough to stop you, you continued running.

This is the first time you've acted foolishly. But you were saved.

"What do you think you're doing?" asked the former Pormefiore manager to the masked man.

“I don't know what you mean, I just wanted to drink wine.” The masked man said playfully, pouring his blood red wine into the glass.

“You sent Sam!” Crewel slammed his hand on the table.

“Hmm maybe,” Dire Crowley grinned.

“What are you planning?”

“Oh Crewel, my old friend, let's just say I want to win the bet we made. You know, I don't like to lose."

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otakusheep15 · 2 months

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Ranking Hazbin Hotel Songs (S1)

I’m seeing people do this on TT, but I don’t like posting on there, so I’m posting my list here instead. Obvious warning, but these are my own personal opinions. I think all of the songs are absolute bangers, but there are some that are better than others, so keep that in mind.

16. Welcome to Heaven

Pretty much the general fandom consensus. It’s not a bad song, and I like Darren Criss as a singer, but it’s too short and doesn’t do a whole lot for the plot.

15. Finale

This might be a pretty hot take, but I’m not that big of a fan of the finale. There are some parts that I like individually, but as a whole song, it doesn’t do it for me. It’s still good though.

14. Hell’s Greatest Dad

I think this one is the one that’s gonna upset a lot of people, but I really don’t vibe with this one. No, it has nothing to do with Mimzy. In fact, I actually like her a lot, but that’s besides the point. I’m not a huge fan of talk singing, and that’s what both of Alestor’s songs are, so they aren’t going to be very high. Not even Jeremy Jordan can save this song.

13. Stayed Gone

Again, I’m just not big on talk singing. I like this one just a bit more because I like Christian Borle’s voice as a talk-singer just a bit more than Jeremy Jordan.

12. More Than Anything (Reprise)

This is a really cute song! I wish we had more Chaggie moments in the show, but I’m glad we got this. It would be much higher, but I don’t like how short it is.

11. It Starts With Sorry

Idk why so many people hate this song. It’s so cute! Charlie’s voice is so good, and I like the lesson Sir Pentious learns. It gives off children’s show song, but in a very good way.

10. Out for Love

Carmilla my beloved! I am obsessed with her. I like how she taught Vaggie in this song. Again, my only real problem with it is how short it is. Idk why they made some of their best songs so short, but I need a longer version.

9. Happy Day in Hell

I am a big fan of introduction songs in musicals, and this is a perfect example of why. It’s a nice way to see Hell, especially through the optimism of someone like Charlie. It’s silly and upbeat, and I like that a lot.

8. Poison

I love this song so much! Blake Roman did such a fantastic job with his performance as Angel. I’m not usually a big fan of this particular type of pop, which is why I have it a bit lower, but I think it fits well with what they were going for in writing this song. It’s absolutely perfect.

7. Whatever it Takes

I need these two to have another duet at some point. Their voices fit so well together. Both of their individual parts are also very solid. All around just a good song.

6. You Didn’t Know

I blast this song at least once a day. My fave part is Lute, and I wish we got more of her singing voice this season. Jessica Vosk is so talented, so I hope we get more in season two. Obviously, Charlie and Emily’s part is also amazing, and I like Sera’s parts as well.

5. Hell is Forever

Ah yes, my favorite Christian rock song. Seriously though, this song is so good. It’s most similar to the actual kind of music I listen to, so of course it’d be pretty high on this list. It’s a good intro to Adam and the angels in general, and it slaps.

4. Respectless

Velvette might actually be one of my favorite characters. She, for sure, has my favorite design of any character, and she might have my favorite female voice as well (tied with Lute). Also, she was so real for what she said to Carmilla. Her voice is just very fun to listen to.

3. More than Anything

Jeremy Jordan is the reason I live and breathe. His voice is literal honey. He and Erika Henningsen harmonizing has brought new meaning into my life. I may not have daddy issues, but I think this song healed them anyway. It’s so cute.

2. Ready for This

I’m a sucker for a good rally song, and this is exactly that. Cannibal Town is also my favorite location of any place we’ve seen, both in Hazbin and Hellava Boss, and I adore Rosie. The cannibals were very funny in this number, and I like that Charlie was able to gain some confidence.

1. Loser, Baby

I’m officially changing my brand to the #1 Huskerdust shipper ever. I’m so obsessed with them. This episode is tied for my favorite with Hello, Rosie! Keith David needs another song immediately, and so does Blake Roman. They sound so good together, and I can’t wait to hear more of them!

#Hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #angel dust #alastor #vaggie #sir pentious #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel adam #lucifer morningstar #carmilla carmine #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel velvette

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gidaryeong · 4 months

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2023 drama roundup

Unchained Love: I still hum the unhinged flute intro on a regular basis, easily my fave intro of 2023! I didn't actually finish the show due to dwindling interest, but for the first 14 episodes or so I took a keen pleasure in it (and it made me go on a eunuch webnovel spree, expertly curated by @mercipourleslivres). I love it when heroines are allowed to be truly funny, rather than just quirky or ditzy. Also appreciate the goofy Lamp Prince turning into a brutal incel tyrant the moment he got power.

Six Flying Dragons: I don't think I can write anything succinct enough for the roundup format so I direct you to my "my sfd tag" if you want to access my enthused livetweeting. Show of all times, lives were changed.

Tree with Deep Roots: I literally can't think of a better topic for a tv show than Sejong the Great constructing hangul together with his band of nerds, one of whom he has a weirdly intense, vaguely erotic relationship with. Han Suk-kyu carried this entire show on his trembling shoulders. What an actor! What range!!! It was such a treat to watch him smugly debate his ministers, roleplay a farmer, and hiss half-mad soliloquies to himself in the dark. It took nuance and depth to portray the kind of inner conflicts and generational trauma that Sejong battles in the background of this drama. To be honest I didn't always enjoy the Milbon subplot which I felt got repetitive, and often found myself wanting to fast-forward the wuxia scenes. In a better world the show would have centered the whip-smart palace maids and their alphabet workshops. But I will definitely rewatch this soon. And maybe also write a fix-it where Sejong and Soo-yi fuck idk.

Quartet: Cute little murder mystery about a found family of freaks, liked it a lot.

My Country: The New Age: As entertaining as ever. Very fun to rewatch this back to back with Tree with Deep Roots, since Jang Hyuk plays diametrically opposite characters with the same vigor and commitment.

Gone with the Rain: Sometimes you watch something which you understand is technically a masterpiece but it doesn't do anything for you, and sometimes you watch a piece of campy silly fun and it makes you tingle with joy. This was the latter category for me. I liked the first and middle parts enough to make up for the lukewarm fizzle of an ending.

The Autumn Ballad: Has some fucked up elements that are difficult to stomach, but the parts that are good are really good.

Not Others: Bingeable! But imo they could have cut out the stalker/murder cases and just focused on the excellent family drama.

The Matchmakers: This surprisingly swooped in towards the end of the year as my favorite comedy of 2023, all thanks to a rec by @haraxvati. I adore Cho Yi-hyun in this role!!! She is so hot as a shrewd matchmaker with a fake mole and a twinkle in her eye. Love the virgin prince with his yearning-induced panic attacks (Rowoon didn't work for me in The King's Affection in a quite similar role, but he's so much weirder and lamer here, which is something I like in a man). I am obsessed with the side plot of the crossdressing romance novelist and the solemn police officer who is trying to capture her and ends up giving her free home renovations and smouldering looks instead. Also, Park Ji-Young and Lee Hae-Young are two of my favorite villain actors on their own, and here they are married!! Still have a few episodes to go, but I intend to binge them as soon as I post this.

Dramas I dropped or paused:

Our Blossoming Youth: I shipped the heroine and her cute maidservant a little too much to bear the dull prince they stuck her with. But I might rewatch it some day bc I want to write a Sherlock Holmes fic for the girls.

Little Women: A real disappointment, because I love Louisa May Alcott and I love Jeong Seo-kyeong. Once again, letting the women kiss might have solved much of it.

Island: Casting Kim Nam-gil as an expressionless cool-guy action hero offends me personally. (Yes Song of the Bandits I'm giving you the stinky eye also.) But Lee Da-hee and Cha Eun-woo were delightful!

See you in my 19th life: I couldn't, even for my most darling Shin Hye-sun, go beyond episode 1. There's something about a kid dating another kid even though she's a literal adult inside her brain that I can't really vibe with.

My Dearest: I do intend to finish this, but I lost the thread after the first half. It got a little too dark for me I think.

#you'll get my moving and minglan recaps in the 2024 roundup because i haven't finished them yet #(i like minglan too much to binge it and my husband won't let me watch either show without him)#unchained love #six flying dragons #tree with deep roots #quartet #my country: the new age #gone with the rain #the autumn ballad #not others #the matchmakers #our blossoming youth #tvn little women #tving island #see you in my 19th life #mbc my dearest #2023 recap #kdrama

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beebopboom · 3 months

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Words of a Wise Angel

(Intro, part 1, part 2, part 3)

Finally made it to the end - four post later for a character that only has around 10 minutes of screen time - and there was going to be more

Originally this was going to be how the Metatron fashioned himself the king in God's game of chess and was going to relate it to Shakespearean Kings heck we were even going to go into Monty Python and the Holy Grail - but honestly I kind of just lost the motivation……maybe in the future I'll revisit.

However I still got shit to say.

(oh my god how did this get so long - I promise I’m a little sane over here)

So let's look into his actions in the show and maybe fill in some blanks

Disclaimer: just want to say I am focusing on The Metatron (obviously), his pov, and how he twist things - not what happened between Aziraphale and Crowley in the final 15, besides like one thing - just heavy emphasis on that

The Judge

(Of a very weird courtroom)

The trial itself seems to mirror Hell's trial in the way there is no true defense - I’m sensing a pattern

In the trial of Gabriel he is centered in the middle - at this moment neither left or right

He doesn't cut in until Gabriel starts going on about what an angel just gotta do sometimes- and brings up a reminder of what happened to the last angel of his position that started with this way of thinking - it after all is a great story for controlling and best not be repeated because then it looks bad on Heaven's part

This establishes The Metatron as a character whose main concern is the reputation of Heaven - that even though this is an action that is casting out worthy he won’t can’t do it because then it would be an upheaval.

But he frames it as a kindness, as if he was doing a favor - it's manipulative, it keeps the "Heaven is all good, here look we are doing a special favor just for you” narrative going

After Gabriel leaves he moves to the side and brings up that it is taking him a while to come back but for the most part takes a backseat to the happenings around him until they start talking about ringing the alarm bells -

He tells them they are just going to have to find him and he is amused about it. Which tells me a few things

that he doesn't want this getting out yet- fewer that know the better

he didn't actually care about what happened to Gabriel - in fact this might even be a better outcome for him in the way he just doesn't have to deal with him any more

he doesn't actually think they will find him

this might just be a great story - let’s just let it play out

Now this is all happening right before episode 1 perhaps bleeding into the time where Crowley and Shax are talking (which begs the question of how does Shax know) - so it is days before we see him again, a very eventful few days

The First move

When he does show back up he’s in a corporation and getting coffee - second in line behind Mrs. Sandwich.

And his eye is on Crowley - he watches Crowley converse with these two humans and bring Mr. Brown back

Now the coffee shop - I lied I do have something to add

So before even ordering what is he witnessing? Maggie and Nina having a moment - where Nina accepts Maggie's offer of help and asks her to go get milk for her and we as an audience can see this is a big moment for Nina.

Now imagine what it is to a staple of Whickber St. and someone who is not hesitant to tell her opinion about Nina's relationship and just so happens to be first in line, Mrs. Sandwich. I would not be surprised at all if she made a remark to Nina - a remark The Metatron overheard, so now he has the following information

they are friendly with Crowley

something is up with their relationship

But now it's his turn to order - and Maggie is back how long did your order take Sandwich!? - and asks for his oatmilk latte with almond syrup and his whole human picking coffee over death being predictable thing - and yet this isn't the end of their conversation

The next time we see Maggie and Nina they are getting ready to head back over to the bookshop but what got them on this conversation in the first place? That's right I'm suggesting the Metatron said or did something. Nothing to overt but something that got them thinking, talking, and maybe wanting to confront a certain duo about it

But back to the Metatron - he has entered the bookshop and interrupted Michael

Now the Metatron has always been a character that uses human expressions and his funny little words. But he comes right out the gate with balderdash and piffle so lets talk about them

They mean practically the same thing and yet he repeats it twice so why? I think it has something to do with their origins

Balderdash - although it is not certain it is said to originate during Shakespearean times, around this time though would have been used to describe a mixed drink

Piffle - started to appear 1860 - 1870ish

They are also both games and when you search them together it is a british show that goes into the origins of words - so yeah just keep those dates in mind

He uses Crowley to point out who he is - the demon who has a bad history with him, another subtle reminder of what going against Heaven gets you.

Then he starts up with the praise for Aziraphale who actually says his name, and we see a shift in tone from when he is addressing Aziraphale and then ordering the Archangels back to Heaven - which here is another one of the human phrases, spit spot

Spit spot - I don't know exactly when it was created but it is most commonly recognized as something Mary Poppins said, which the books where published between 1934 - 1988 with the movie coming out in 1964

But anyway (I promise there is a point to those) the Archangels reaction to him, Uriel's specifically. They are nervous, they are stuttering, they are praising him - they are groveling in front of him as if he were a king, and it reminds me of the scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz. But the Metatron has no time for them and dismisses them. (Lord I talk about this moment a lot)

Ah, just him and Aziraphale now (not really) and they need to have a chinwag

Chinwag - around the 1870s

In response to Aziraphale saying he has made his position quite clear he offers him the coffee - which we know is not something Aziraphale prefers to drink - he offers another option that Aziraphale would not normally take, foreshadowing much?

well I say offered but really it’s kinda shoved in his face.

He separates Aziraphale and Crowley - leaving Crowley behind with a glare and ominous music which really is the first blatant instance of us knowing that the something that is up - is bad

and guess who enters the bookshop - Maggie and Nina here to talk about relationships and interference - convenient timing almost like it was influenced by someone

We join back with the Metatron when he is telling Aziraphale he doesn’t have to make a decision yet and to go tell his friend the good news and then he blends back into the crowd to walk to Muriel at the coffee shop and encourages them to read books. He proceeds to stand up and look into the bookshop, watching

Now the bits of conversation we see from Aziraphale- I see this as a few possible different things

this is the actual conversation and Aziraphale is telling Crowley an edited version

this is the edited version that he is telling Crowley and something else happened

he didn’t edit it and this is actually what happened and what was told to Crowley

but all I know is we didn’t see this full conversation and it reminded me of the misunderstanding conversation between the Nuns last season - either way it's what we got to work with people

Before moving on there are a couple particular sentences I want to point out from this conversation - and I will get to these later

"It's why Gabriel came to you in the first place, I imagine. There are huge plans afoot, enormous projects, and I will need you to run them.”

"Yeah, I've been looking back over a number of your previous exploits, and I see that in quite a few of them you formed a de facto partnership with the demon, Crowley. Now, if you wanted to work with him again, that might be considered irregular, but it would certainly be within your jurisdiction to restore your friend, Crowley, to full angelic status”

The Aftermath

Upon entering the bookshop and getting Aziraphale to say what they both already know happened out loud - he immediately chimes in with the rhetoric of “this is how Crowley always was, he chose this and his actions are his own doing - you Aziraphale are making the right choice here, you can’t change those who don’t want to, those who are damned”

congratulations Metatron you got what you wanted - pls this is sarcastic I’m still salty

Now that he has basically taken care of everything in his way of getting Aziraphale to come with him - he asks if he is ready to go (at no point yet has Aziraphale actually said yes) and asks if he needs to bring anything with him, a dig and a probe to see if there is anything else. He then just starts walking, not waiting for Aziraphale - a manipulation tactic to pull him along

and on the walk to the lift and in waiting keeps giving Aziraphale praise and then finally revealing The Second Coming as he gets in the lift which makes Aziraphale have to choose - it’s the final one and he still has to make it seem as though he actually had a choice.

But what does this all mean? What was the point of doing all this? Why does he need Aziraphale?? What’s with the word choices?

What’s with your funny words, Magic Man?

some of the dates might have rang a little familiar - Shakespeare? the 1860s? Mary Poppins? They are all around the times Aziraphale and Crowley were meeting up - well duh they’ve been meeting up since practically forever

the Mary Poppins one you could look at two ways - the actual time period they were being released, which would have been the 1941 or 1967 dates, or the fact that Crowley inspired his Nanny look after her

Looking at past exploits indeed you were Metatron, or perhaps you were even there hmmmm…

EDIT

The Metatron just used words that are from some important times,

1601 - discussing their arrangement (them working together)

1862 - their holy water fight and then not talking to each other

1967 (or 1941) - they start working and meeting up again and the holy water disagreement is put to rest.

and then he eventually hits him with, "if you wanted to work with him again”

which interestingly enough seems to hit the insecurities that Aziraphale expressed in the coffee shop, on the head - that loss of structure and purpose.

Aziraphale and Crowley also just did some big moves on their own in the bookshop and heaven - ones they weren't working together on. “You came back” is starting to hit even harder

End Edit

But also The Metatron put emphasis on the word friend when referring to Crowley, for the most part he referred to him as “demon” until then, until he pulled his final card - such an interesting word that had such an impact on Aziraphale in 1941 - well played Metatron well played (I hate it)

Now this could have all been a coincidence - if Aziraphale hadn’t picked up on the same thing.

When he interrupts Crowley he says something along the lines, “what’s that lovely human expression, hold that thought”

Hold that thought - came into play around the 70s through 90s and gained popularity due to the rise of broadcast television, like the News. But there is one definition I want to point out as well - “Used to acknowledge that one's attention needs to be diverted from what a speaker was saying.”

or in other words, “remember all those human expressions the Metatron was saying, yeah those have meaning and so does the one I’m about to say - we are being watched don’t pay attention to my words” but well we aren’t gonna talk about it (pls I’m still coping)

The Metatron has certainly done his research - bringing up words and phrases from important times in their relationship - and The Metatron is certainly watching just like he was now

Why does he need Aziraphale?

Now if you remember back when I discussed who The Metatron was in scripture there is actually an interesting overlap between these two with Tree of Knowledge and The Tree of Life - The Beginning and The End. Aziraphale was always meant to have a special part in The Second Coming for the exact reasons The Metatron said - an angel of his talents, an angel who knows about humans - the angel that guards them

But even just ignoring all that - What literally just happened before he showed up

called for Heaven’s help in a time of trouble - the portal

discoporated a fuck ton of demons

declared War on Hell

took charge and was a mediator between Heaven and Hell

and he did this all on his own (I really doubt he counts Maggie and Nina)

Aziraphale did exactly what Heaven had planned - what Gabriel was meant to sign off on - he started back up the plan he put on pause with Crowley - he made that first move

but also the 25 Lazarii miracle - which set off alarms in Heaven - and the Halo - which also set off alarms in Heaven. That’s twice in one week. One would imagine The Metatron would take notice.

EDIT

Let's switch gears a little and talk about why The Metatron mentions Gabriel coming to Aziraphale in their little talk

Whatever other reason Gabriel may have had for going to Aziraphale, giving him something etc., it was all done under a baseline understanding.

That Aziraphale would get it, be a safe space with an understanding that they don't want everything to end for some similar reasons (their demon partners) - and Aziraphale did help him despite not knowing this exact baseline

He helped the Supreme Archangel hide from Heaven and escape punishment - who’s to say he wouldn't help other angels?

The reason The Metatron doesn't care about Gabriel and Beelzebub running off together is because they went off

Their relationship doesn't have the same level of connection to Earth and humans as Aziraphale and Crowley - they didn't want Armageddon to happen because they wanted to keep seeing each other, the Earth part was optional - a matter of circumstance as it was the easiest place to keep seeing each other. Now that they were gone and together - his reason for objecting is practically void.

That is not the same as Aziraphale and Crowley

But also it works in the Metatron favor - Beelzebub is out of Hell. The Grand Duke of Hell just up and left the same time Heaven is getting their replacement Supreme Archangel - it's now time for Hell to be in shambles.

All while The Metatron just came to snipped away the bud - that seed of safety on Earth if another Angel decided to go against Heaven’s plan.

If he gets the angel that put a stop to Armageddon- that chose the Earth over Heaven - that protected his executioner just at the hint he was on the run from Heaven. If he brought that angel back to Heaven he would not be able to be that anymore, do those things anymore - not with being closely monitored anyway. Keep your enemy close and all that.

And he pulled out all the stops to achieve this - the clothes, the words, the coffee

End Edit

But The Metatron also still needs the Bookshop for some reason - a bookshop he left in the care of an angel he just encouraged to read

So he gets the best of both worlds - The rogue angel back under his thumb and an angel that will listen to him going through the bookshop

What does this all mean? What’s the point?

Well he’s an angel in dark, an angel in reverse

When we went over the tarot cards he’s been linked to, but especially the King of Cups, he seems to represent the reverse side of them while trying to maintain the upright version- which is interesting

He’s an angel in trouble, an angel who needs a scapegoat

The Archangel Metatron is a controversial angel, his existence, his story, his position of power. He even has a story under his name where he is punished and demoted by God when someone assumes him to be another God in Heaven

The Metatron as a character that likes to be surrounded by fours, covered on all sides. And each and every one of those angels has done something to get them in trouble - meaning he has dirt.

After all every scribe needs their soldiers - however backhanded it is

and maybe he has something big he is hiding of his own - using the others faults to hide his - something concerning the Book of Life - either him not having it or at least not having all of it

But anyway he has set himself up to be protected from any fallout - he has not been seen, only heard for centuries probably. Sending angels in his place to do jobs (yes, I’m talking about the change to Gabriel being the one at the airbase - I’m giving it a reason)

Until now - until he walked into that bookshop and made himself known. He put himself in play thinking he knows the game, thinking he just brought in the perfect angel to blame things on if they all go wrong(which they will)

but really he just opened himself up to the start of his downfall. Double edged sword and all that

For the next season I imagine he is going to keep up the pleasantries, take up that backseat role, act as a guide, being subtle in his manipulations - he after all believes he got away with it - just all those things until it all comes crumbling down and he gets exposed, and at the center of it all is Aziraphale (and then Aziraphale gets offered his position which he turns down, saying no to Heaven and choosing to be with Crowley) what? I said nothing.

(I think that’d be funny and this is a comedy after all)

It’s the Punishment of an Angel, the Fall of a King

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and that’s all folks - that’s the end- for now. Hope you’ve enjoyed -I had to watch the final 15 so many times and I’m totally ok

#good omens #good omens 2 #the metatron #metatron #aziraphale #crowley #good omens meta #good omens analysis #good omens character analysis #good omens theory #good omens metatron #maggie and nina

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Man's World - Chapter 10 - Revenge Is a Dish Best Served Cold

Pairing: Female!Leclerc reader x Carlos Sainz Jr, Carlos Sainz x reader

Warnings: angst, language

Rating: Mature

Word Count: ~5300

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Barcelona – Georgia POV

After the kiss with Carlos, I marched myself over to the cool down room. What on earth had come over me? I mean, Lizzie told me I had to sell this – and what girlfriend wouldn’t kiss their boyfriend if they had just won their home race, right?

Right. That was the reason. 100%.

It definitely wasn’t because in that moment Carlos had the most kissable face I had ever seen. Or, because I felt so much joy for him in that moment, I couldn’t help myself. Or because I was so pissed at myself for that mistake that a kiss from Carlos was all I could think about in order to relieve my anger and frustration at myself.

Nope. Not a single one of those reasons made any sense.

George Russell walked into the cooldown room after me and gave me a big hug. “What a race there, Georgie! I thought I might have had you at the end, but that defensive move in the second half of the last lap, brilliant.”

I smiled. George might be the most British driver I had ever met, but he was also one of the sweetest. We continued to chat, lowly, for a bit as we watched the replay on the tv screen. After another couple of minutes passed, Carlos finally came sauntering in, a huge smile on his face. George and I both clapped for him, bowing at the same time, pretending as if he was royalty and we were merely his servants.

Although in Spain, he might as well have been royalty. The crowd’s cheers were louder than what I think the Spanish royal family received.

Carlos just walked in and gave me a smug grin, slapping me on the shoulder, as if to congratulate me for the kiss we had both just partaken in. I was a little annoyed at that – I was supposed to have the upper hand here. I mean I was the one who gave him amazing head on Friday, not the other way round.

Cocky bastard was still cocky even when he didn’t have a right to be.

After the cool down room and podium, Carlos, George and I were shuffled into the press conference room – or as I liked to call it, the lion’s den. I walked in first and took my spot all the way at the end. Next walked in George Russell, who came up to me and gave me yet another big hug, a huge grin on his face. It was no secret that Mercedes had some issues this year, but George was driving the car phenomenally. He no doubt had a long future at Mercedes, and he was clearly absolutely buzzing after this podium.

Only a few seconds later Carlos walked in, his clothing still drenched in champagne. We were supposed to clean up before these post race press conferences, but it was clear the Ferrari team had kept on partying. Carlos walked in and gave me a huge grin, winking at me in the process. Oh god, am I going to have to drive his Ferrari back to the hotel, I wondered. This man looks a little too drunk to drive. My smile faltered a bit as I contemplated that. Not sure what was worse, losing the race… or driving a Ferrari.

I heard George giggle as Carlos walked in and gave him a huge high five. As soon as Carlos took his seat, Will Buxton’s voice came on over the loudspeaker and the press conference began.

I took a deep breath. I knew I was going to have to discuss my terrible spin that had ultimately lost me the race. I could feel my hands start to get clammy, anxiety slowly starting to slide up into me, like a poisonous snake circling my body. I hated discussing my racing errors. What did they want me to say? I knew I had fucked up. The media knew it. The team knew it. The fans knew it.

“Let’s start with Carlos. Carlos, congrats on a well deserved win here at home for you. How does it feel?”

“Incredible, just incredible. This has been a dream of mine since I was a child, to win at Spain in a Formula 1 car, and now here I am.” I felt some warmth go through me at Carlos response. I knew how important winning at home was.

After Will’s questions were done, another journalists piped up. “So Carlos, when you saw Georgia spin behind you, what were you thinking? Were you slightly relieved, knowing that your main race competitor was going to lose some time on her lap.”

I genuinely thought the journalist hadn’t meant the question to be as rude as she had intended. Maybe it was because she was a woman, and I was projecting the fact that another woman in the sport couldn’t possibly be as rude as the men were to me. But truthfully, I think it was the fact that all journalists hated me – regardless of gender. I guess that was better? I mused to myself.

Carlos didn’t look too amused. “No, my first thought was: is my girlfriend okay. You never want to win a race because another racer puts themselves in potential danger. We’re competitive, but ultimately there’s only 20 of us in the world – we’re also friends. Once I knew she was okay, I put my head down and focused on my race.”

I looked over to Carlos and smiled. His eyes were still facing the journalist, but I could see them slightly shift to the right, as if he was observing me while he gave his answer. So much for having the upper hand, I thought to myself.

“Next one is for Georgia – Georgia, you almost had Carlos at the end. Tell us, what happened in the car today?”

“Unfortunately I made an error in the car which cause it to spin. I was fortunate that the spin was minor, and I was able to recover quickly in order to grab P2. Another mistake to learn from. We were close there at the end, but I am pleased to end with P2, keeping me in the championship lead with some solid points.” I responded. I thought my response was great and I felt confident in my answer. Absolutely nothing to worry about – press conferences were getting easier by the second.

“Sure, you’re in the lead now, but aren’t you worried mistakes like this will keep you from winning the WDC? All these small mistakes add up to something.” The journalist looked at me with a sturdy face. Clearly he was unhappy that I had mentioned I was leading the championship.

Well...shit. I could feel my blood start to boil. All of a sudden the only thing I could picture was standing up and punching the journalist. Clearly not an option – yet. I took a deep breath. I had a Louis Vuitton sponsorship to worry about it.

Keep it together Georgie.

“That applies to all the drivers. Yes, small mistakes happen – but champions don’t make them every race. If I am to be a champion, I can’t worry about what will happen the next race – I just have to focus on winning. A mistake happened this race. I’m not worried about next race until I’m in the car again.”

Good one, Georgie. I saw Lizzie in the back give me a thumbs up.

“Sure, Champions don’t make these mistakes every race – that’s evident by Lewis Hamilton and Max Verstappen’s past wins. But, so far you’ve made 3 mistakes in the last 6 races. How do you account for that and still think you’ll win the WDC? You’re only 15 points ahead of Charles and 20 points ahead of Max.”

I’m not entirely sure what came over me, but all of a sudden I was standing up, my fists were clenched and my face scrunched up. I was seeing red - and not the Ferrari kind.

“WHAT IS WITH YOU PEOEPLE!?” I yelled, looking straight at the incredibly rude Sky Sports reporter standing in front of me. He looked, to be fair, a little taken aback. He had clearly wanted to antagonize me, but I don’t think he was expecting this kind of outburst.

“What do you want me to say? No, I plan on making a small mistake every weekend. Can’t wait to lose the championship!” I threw my hands up in the air, my frustration showing. “I have a car that is 15x’s more reliable than a Ferrari and 20x’s more reliable than the Redbulls so far. At least I’m on the podium every race, mistakes or not.” At that moment I felt a hand on my shoulder; Carlos was standing behind me. His face was soft, his eyes laced with concern. He laced his hand in mine and smiled at me, that huge, beautiful smile.

Before Carlos could say anything, George piped up. “Want to know why Georgie is going to win the WDC this year? It’s because you guys have spent the last 6 races pissing her off – nothing motivates an athlete more than a bunch of haters. Plus, she’s got the only car that doesn’t look like a whale coming up for air,” he added with a laugh.

I turned to George and smiled, giving Carlos a silent squeeze on his hand. I walked back to my chair. Isabelle was NOT going to be pleased, but at this moment, I didn’t care.

There was some silence in the room – a few awkward chuckles after George’s comment. Finally another journalist broke the ice. The questions continued for another 7 minutes, and then we the press conference ended. No one dared asked me a question after that.

Good. I was over their nonsense anyway.

Lizzie met me at the front. She had a look of disapproval on her face. I just rolled my eyes and stormed passed her. What did she want me to say? We entered the garage and I saw both Susie Wolff and Isabelle waiting in Isabelle’s office. Once Isabelle saw me, she called me into her room.

Her look told me everything I needed to know.

“What is wrong with you?” She asked me. The question came out direct as she stared right into my eyes, her piercing blue ones gazing into me.

“I don’t know,” I answered truthfully. Isabelle just sighed and sat behind her desk, putting her hands on her head. There was an awkward silence around us, and I could tell she was thinking.

“When are you going to learn to ignore the journalists? They are rubbish. You know this. Why give them what they want?” she asked.

“When are the journalists going to learn to treat me like a human being?” I snapped.

“When you show them you are one,” she quipped back. She picked up her head and shot me a look. I knew what that look meant. She had always been telling me I needed to teach others by leading them. As the lead driver, I was the team leader. She was definitely a believer in 'when they go low, we go high.' I was starting to be more of a believer in, 'revenge is a dish best served cold.'

I'd beat them at their game one day.

“I’m sorry,” was all I could utter back. I felt defeated. Here I was with a big P2, a leader in the WDC, and I felt more dejected than ever.

The awkward silence continued before Lizzie said, “Carlos will be waiting for you at his Ferrari. Do us all a favor and drive it for him, I’m not sure he can drive that car back safely.” I nodded and exited the office, picking up my bag in the process.

I could feel tears prickling at my eyes, so I hurried to the parking garage, not wanting anyone to see me cry. I felt bad skipping the fans who had asked me for photos, but I knew a photo of a fan with me crying was only going to show them one thing – my weakness.

Carlos was in his car and he waved at me. He was sitting in the passenger side of the car; clearly Coco had told him he was much too drunk to drive. I smiled back, weakly, and hopped into the drivers seat and started the car. I had driven Charles’ Ferrari many times, so it felt natural to me – even if I hated it.

Maybe I should get used to driving a car that isn’t a Bugatti, unlikely I’ll have my seat much longer anyway, I thought to myself.

As we pulled out the parking garage, I could see Carlos texting on his phone – likely thanking the hundreds of friends and family that had sent him loving messages – a stark contrast to my phone, which currently had a couple texts from my bothers and mother, and I knew what Lorenzo had to say about this mess.

Some ten minutes went by and Carlos began idly chatting to me about his plans for this evening. I sighed, Lizzie had already told me there was a big VIP party going on in Barcelona and all the drivers would be attending, regardless of who would be the race winner. I had secretly hoped that I could get out of it, but with Carlos P1 and me P2, there was 0% chance of that happening. Carlos kept chatting about his day, although I could see his demeanor shift a bit when he looked at me.

Carlos POV

Tears had begun to fall down Georgia’s face, and although she was deathly quiet, I could tell something was wrong with her. The press conference had not gone as planned. That asshole was back and he clearly had it out for Georgia; it was infuriating. As if instinctually, I grabbed her hand on the steering wheel. Not sure if that was the right decision, because she began crying even harder.

“Pull over, Georgia,” I demanded softly. She nodded her head no.

Insufferable woman, I thought to myself, half joking.

“I mean it, pull over here.” The second time I asked, she complied, pulling over to the side of the road in front of a little café. Her hands were still gripping the steering wheel, and she was facing out the windscreen.

I grabbed her hand and pulled it into mine. Her breathing had started to become heavy, and her tears were falling harder. Was she having a panic attack? I pulled her out of the drivers seat and into my lap on the passenger side, putting my hand on her back, rubbing circles up and down. She was crying hard now, her eyes shut, but she let me pull her into my lap.

“It’ll be okay, Georgie,” I whispered into her ears. “It’ll be okay.” I didn’t know what else to say other than that. Was this all about the journalist? Or was there more? I knew Isabelle was a tough person to work for.

“No, it won’t, I’m going to lose my seat,” she whimpered back, trying to get ahold of her breath.

“Isabelle fire a world champion? I doubt it,” I whispered back.

“I won’t be a world champion. The press made that clear. Charles and Max are better drivers and once the teams fix the reliability, I won’t be on Podiums – I won’t get to win the World Drivers Championship.”

I held onto her tighter for a bit as Georgia continued, “If we lose this Louis Vuitton sponsorship because of me, the team won’t forgive me. They won’t have to because we’ll be out of money.”

“One outburst isn’t going to stop Louis Vuitton from meeting with you Wednesday,” I promised – although I didn’t truthfully know if that was true. Fashion brands were fickle and moved on quickly; it’s part of the reason why most of the Formula 1 teams weren’t sponsored by them. "You and Lily are much too attractive of team," I added, hoping Georgia would enjoy the little joke.

Her tears started to slow down and she looked at me, a small smile on her lips, “You’re a terrible liar Carlos Sainz.”

I chuckled and looked back into her eyes. Man, she really was beautiful. Even when she had been crying, she was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She’d made snide remarks here and there about me dating models, but the truth was, none of them really compared to her beauty. She didn’t need make up, or false eyelashes, or fake tan. Her natural self was breathtaking. Add that with her hilarious wits and intelligence, Georgia Leclerc was a catch.

It’s why I had asked her out all those years ago.

It’s also why I stood her up on that date all those years ago. She was too good for me. I didn’t deserve someone like Georgia Leclerc, so five years ago after I asked her out, I stood her up – too scared to face the rejection I knew she was going to eventually give me. I saw the way she looked at Pierre back then; she would never look at me the same – no matter how badly I wanted her too.

“And you’re an ugly crier,” I shot back, poking her in the side. She shot me a glare but laughed at my quip. There was an easy silence between us as I continued to stroke her back, letting her wipe away her tears.

“I should get us back to the hotel,” she said finally. Much to my – secret – disappointed, she crawled off of my lap and back into the drivers seat. She put a smile on her face; it seemed forced, but not as forced as earlier.

As she rest her hand on top of the clutch, I put my hand on top of hers and let it rest there. We drove the rest of the way back to the hotel in complete silence.

Sunday Evening – Club Arrival – Carlos POV

Georgia and I had gotten ready at the hotel fairly quickly; we were expected to be at the club around 9pm and we still had to eat something. A few people had dropped by to offer congratulations, but I knew we’d be seeing most of the drivers at the club.

As we approached the hotel front desk, Charles waved to us and we walked over. He had a private limo waiting for us. If Georgia had told Charles about her outburst earlier, he didn’t show it. Instead, he gave her a warm hug and they sat at the back of the limo together.

I knew it was ridiculous to feel jealous that while I was the race winner, she chose to sit by Charles in the limo. He was her brother and she had experienced a rough day. It’s not like she had chosen to sit next to Pierre over me.

I knew I should probably let that one go. I wasn’t completely sure of what their relationship was, but Pierre had once let it slip to me a couple years ago that he and Georgia had briefly dated.

As we arrived at the club, there were photographers and fans everywhere. Charles, Lily, Georgia and I crawled out of the limo. I wrapped my arm around Georgia’s waist and pulled her close to me, smiling and waving to the fans as we walked into the club. The club coordinator met us at the door and shuffled us up into the VIP suite that had been reserved for the drivers, their partners, and a few others who were invited. I saw Pierre seated in the back with Max Verstappen and his girlfriend Kelly. As soon as we walked in he got up and started walking to Georgia and I.

“Good race over there Georgie!” Pierre celebrated, giving Georgia a big hug. He then grabbed my hand and shook it, pulling me in for a hug as well. “Congrats Carlos – winning at home, an absolute dream. Let’s hope we get to see it next week with one of our favorite twins,” he added cheekily.

Georgia just slapped her shoulder playfully, batting her eyelashes at him. “It’s not an if Pierre. I am winning next week’s race, I don’t care if it means my brother will never talk to me again.” She stuck her tongue out of Charles who returned the gesture.

“I’m going to go get us some drinks,” I called out to Georgia, and I made my way down towards the bar. I knew she liked champagne with Chambord, so I ordered her one of those and me glass of Veuve. When I came back up the stairs, Georgia and Pierre were sitting together, chatting about something. They looked slightly deep in thought together – Georgia’s eyebrows were furrowed as if she was explaining something intense to Pierre.

I wish she trusted me like that, I thought to myself. I knew why she didn’t. I wouldn’t trust playboy Carlos Sainz either.

It was petty of me to go over there, I knew I shouldn’t barge into their clearly private conversation, but I was the race winner. For once, I had achieved my dream and if I wanted to spend it with my girlfriend, I was going to – even if it was fake.

But god, part of me wished it wasn’t.

“Your drink, Georgie,” I said with a big smile, making eye contact with Pierre as I sat down next to Georgia.

There was a slight uncomfortable silence, but she turned and gave me a smile and a nod. “Thanks, Chili.” At hearing the nickname I perked up a bit. Her dress had a fairly high neck, but as I looked down to her chest, I saw the small gleam of the red necklace I had given her on Friday. It was petty of me, but I grabbed the necklace softly from inside her dress and pulled it out, putting it on display.

She quirked an eyebrow at me, clearly not amused with my action.

“Don’t want anyone to get any ideas,” I grinned. She rolled her eyes and turned back to Pierre, asking him about his race – making a clear effort to ignore me.

Fine. Two can play at that game. I got up as Pierre began to answer and sauntered over to Daniel Ricciardo and Heidi.

More of the drivers began to arrive and as the clock reached 10:30, the dance floor opened up with a new D.J. I was back at the bar, getting another drink, when I saw Pierre and Georgia move to the dance floor. My blood began to boil. The dancing looked innocent enough, but still, anyone could misinterpret what she was doing.

For someone so worried about losing her seat, she sure was putting this whole fake dating at risk. As the music started to swell, I saw them get a little closer. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and turned around to see a beautiful woman standing next to me.

“Buy me a drink?” She asked.

“Sure,” I said with a smirk and called over the bartender, ordering her a martini. We chatted for a bit before I felt her hands on my arms, squeezing my muscles a bit. Truth was, I was slightly annoyed. I hated that women felt like they could just grab my muscles because I was an athlete, but as she did, I saw Georgia’s stare meet mine and I knew she had seen it.

Good.

Fortunately for me, before I could do something stupid and ask the woman to dance, Charles came up to me; Ferrari’s golden boy had an incredibly disapproving look on his face.

“Do you mind if I get a word in with my teammate?” he asked. The woman looked at me for approval, as if silently begging for me to tell Charles to piss off – which part of me wanted to – but I didn’t. She walked away in a huff.

Thanks, Charles.

Truthfully I should have been thanking him for saving me from that reckless move I was about to make. It didn’t matter how jealous I was over Georgia, dancing with a random woman who had made it into the VIP section was a much worse decision than Georgia dancing with a childhood friend.

“Thought you were supposed to be dating my sister?” Charles hissed. His eyes were laced with anger.

“I thought the same thing, but Georgia and Pierre don’t seem to remember that,” I snarked back at him. In Charles’ eyes Pierre could do no wrong. Neither could Georgia. He just rolled his eyes at that. He could tell I was quite drunk, even if I was trying to hide it.

“There’s nothing going on between them, you know that. They’re just friends, always have been.” I rolled my eyes. Stupid, stupid Charles. I scoffed at that and frowned, giving him an “are you stupid” look.

“Friends that fuck more like it.” I hated myself the moment the words came from my lips. Charles eyes went wide, as if he didn’t believe me all of a sudden. But then he turned back to Georgia and Pierre, who were now chatting away back at the original booth they had been sitting in, and its like a lightbulb went off in his head. I could see his expression change.

Well, now at least I wasn’t the only one miserable, I thought to myself. It was very petty, but I was drunk, frustrated and jealous.

Charles walked over to where Georgia was sitting and sat down, looking her straight in the face. I’m not sure what he said to her, because I was out of earshot, but I could see Pierre’s face go wide and he looked at me, clearly very annoyed. Georgia exchanged a few more words with Charles and then got up, storming her way over to me.

“We’re leaving,” she demanded. She grabbed my hand and we rushed towards the club entrance, not saying bye to anyone. Lando and Danny whistled and cheered on our way out, no doubt hoping it was because I was getting laid. I had a strong feeling that I was not.

Georgia POV

I rushed Carlos into the cab. How dare Charles come up to me and demand to know if I had dated Pierre before? Where did he even get that idea from? He had some nerve to pretend to be all hurt. It was 7 years ago, I was barely 18 and dated Pierre for all of 6 weeks. I was fuming. Not everything was my twins business.

Across from me was a very drunk Carlos, which was not incredibly exciting for me. He was sitting there rather awkwardly. I guess I didn’t have to drag him home, but when Charles told me Carlos was incredibly drunk at the bar, I knew I had to take him home. Plus, I had seen him flirting with that woman, and I was feeling a little jealous. I didn’t own Carlos, we weren’t even actually dating, so I shouldn’t have a right to be jealous. It’s not like he grabbed her onto the dance floor, because then I would have been furious. Hypocritical since I had been dancing with Pierre, but hey, no one said I was perfect. It's why I was in this mess to begin with.

Carlos started to look more visibly relaxed in the cab, and by the time we got to the hotel, he had scooted a little closer to me in his seat. We excited the cab and made it to our suite door. I fumbled around for the key, finally finding it and opened the door for us both. The alcohol had now clearly caught up with Carlos, and he went and laid down on the couch, kicking his shoes off and flopping them across the room – without a care in the world.

The sight did make me giggle.

“Mi amor,” he called out, “it’s nice to see you laugh again.” He stuck out both his hands, as if he was inviting me into a hug. I moved closer to him, but sat on the couch next to his feet, not taking his invite for a hug.

“Oh?” I said casually, pretending not to know what he was talking about.

“You were so sad earlier… it made me feel sad.” He said simply, putting a big, stupid grin on his face. “I thought maybe you were regretting our kiss,” he mumbled out. His eyes were closing shut and then quickly opening again, like a kid who was too tired to stay at Disney World, but didn’t want to leave.

Ahh, so he had thought about the kiss. I smiled softly and looked at him. He looked adorable this drunk. “Had to show all those pretty women who Carlos Sainz was going home with that evening,” I said with a wink.

You can flirt better than that, I thought to myself.

Still, he giggled like a little school girl and sat up, leaning towards me. His eyes looked directly into mine and he sighed. He reached his hand up to my chin, his mouth was merely inches from mine. “You’re the only person I wanted to go home with tonight,” he whispered.

My heart stopped for a moment. I needed to remember that Carlos was drunk - very drunk. And yet, in his eyes, something seemed genuine. It was what I had wanted him to say all those years ago when I had originally agreed to go on a date with him. I had the biggest crush on him, and when I came back from Indy Car for winter break, Carlos had asked me on a date. I was ecstatic. Carlos was kind, funny, and Lando spoke so highly of him.

So when he didn’t show for the date, when he left me in that Monaco restaurant all alone, I was mortified. I went back home and cried. Not even a text from him to say why he had stood me up. Instead, all I saw was a live story on Instagram of him out at a club with Lando and Max. He never reached out to me to explain why he stood me up, and I was too scared to ask, because I knew why he had stood me up. I was boring, that much had been made clear by several guys I had tried to date. I was the boring Leclerc twin, who competed in a man’s sport. What was sexy about that?

And yet here I was, all those butterflies that I had experienced at the podcast show, they had come back – in full force now. He leaned in slowly, his lips were barely touching mine. It’s as if he was waiting for permission to kiss me, waiting for me to meet him 10% of the way there since he had put in the 90%.

I leaned in a little, and softly kissed his lips. They tasted of whiskey and champagne. His hands stayed on my chin, gently, and he guided the kiss a little deeper. I smiled, kissing him back just a little bit more.

Then he pulled away and looked at me. “When I saw Pierre with you, I was so jealous, so angry. It shouldn’t bother me that you have history, but it does.”

I pulled back a bit, looking right into Carlos' eyes. “What did you say?” Before he could say anything I stood up, and backed away. It made sense. That’s how Charles knew that Pierre and I had dated – Carlos had told him.

I was speechless, and angry. Carlos looked confused at me as I backed away. He opened his mouth to say something, but I put my hand up to stop him. “Did you tell Charles?” I asked.

“Wha-“

“No, tell me the truth,” I demanded.

He didn’t say anything, but I knew the truth. I huffed at him, and put my hands on my sides of my hips.

“It wasn’t your place to tell him!” I screamed back.

“I didn’t realize when Pierre told me, that it was a secret,” he huffed back at me, wobbling as he stood up. He reached out towards me.

I was livid. I backed away from him, turning on my heels and headed towards my room. But before I slammed the door in his face, I yelled back, “And to think all those years ago, I was actually sad you stood me up. Looks like I should be thanking you. Really spared me from a whole lot of heartbreak. ”

Slam.

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Narrative Frameworks in Only Friends

Something I have been tracking as part of the ongoing discussions about Only Friends is the use of the narrative framework for each episode.

So, I’m making this list specifically for tracking purposes, to note which framework was used for which episodes, if they repeat, and what they may be paying homage to. The goal is to update it every week. Due to suggestions, I am also tracking the end credit scenes, as well as any specific visual or audio formats used in the episodes.

Frameworks so far:

1. Voiceovers: gives the audience specific insight into a characters thoughts and feelings; also a great way to provide exposition. It’s more of an audio than visual framework, as we don’t always see the character doing the voice-over because it plays over other scenes.

2. “Talking Heads” (is there a better descriptor for this?): The characters talk directly to the camera, interview/documentary style. We get to see exactly how they feel about a given moment because they are reacting to it at that time. Audio and visual. Homage to Love8009 (per P'Jojo).

3. Social Media (ft The Artist Formerly Known as Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook): Not as insightful as the other two frameworks but does give context and a way for interaction, commentary, and exposition on a given plot. Visual. Probable homage to Together With Me, one of the first spicy BLs starring our kings, MaxTul.

(Side Note: I was re-watching some scenes from Never Let me Go and realized P'Jojo uses yellow text on the screen in it too. So maybe he just likes the yellow text or maybe it means something, idk, idk.)

Discussion: Ding, dong! Are the narrative frameworks dead? P'Jojo posted on The Artist Formerly Known as Twitter some pictures that implied the talking heads framework was coming back; they included Sand, Ray and Boston (I cannot find the link to Boston's, if someone has it please let me know and I'll update the post). Their clothing matches up with this episode. Very clearly the framework was not used. This is the second time that P'Jojo has actively chosen to remove a framework from an episode (that we know of) and I'm super curious if he will say anything about why he cut it.

Having said that, do we think this means the frameworks are dead?

I had been positing that the show started out as a BL with the various frameworks and that we left the BL genre for a bit, with the idea that frameworks would be coming back as we headed back into the BL genre. I still think that is what the show is kind of doing, however, I'm waffling on if the frameworks are permanently gone. One one hand - they were used brilliantly and it was fascinating to watch. On the other hand - we haven't had them for five episodes and bringing them back now might feel jarring? The show also stands just as well on it's own without them.

Do we need them back? Is it better with them gone? Will we get them back?

Discuss!!!

Episode 1

Framework: Voiceover

Title: What’s Your Role in a Bar?

Narrator: Mew

Visual Moment: Yellow title cards listing everyone’s “roles” as well as the month and days of the week

End Credit Shot: Mew sitting on the floor in front of his fish tank

Episode 2

Framework: Talking Heads

Title: M.F.M. My Favorite Man

Narrator: Everyone

Visual Moment: The talking heads scenes

End Credit Shot: Ray driving

Episode 3

Framework: Social Media (Twitter and Instagram)

Title: What Am I to You?

Narrator: Nick and Boston

Audible Moment: Nick listening to the TopBoston sex audio

End Credit Shot: Nick listening to TopBoston sex audio

Episode 4

Framework: Voiceover

Title: Emergency Contact

Narrator: Ray

Visual Moment: The flashback of RayMew is in 4:3 ratio; meaning it looks like recorded footage versus a memory, yellow text onscreen indicates flashback

End Credit Shot: Ray driving (repeat from episode 2)

Episode 5:

Framework: Voiceover

Title: The Extra Hour

Narrator: Sand

Visual Moment: Intro and Outro are animated; black and white (made me think of the Take on Me MV by A-ha but I’m open to suggestions on what this might be referring to)

End Credit Shot: Sand driving his motorcycle

Episode 6:

Framework: None

Title: Happy Fucking Birthday

Narrator: None

Audible Moment: Ray listens to the TopBoston sex audio; Mew plays the TopBoston sex audio for Top

Visual Moment: Top draws Mew sleeping/gives Mew a book of drawings he did of Mew

End Credit Shot: Top in his bathtub alone looking angsty

Episode 7:

Framework: None

Title: After Effect

Narrator: None

Visual Moment: Mew setting the drawing on fire; Boston’s sex tape; the “super zooms”

End Credit Shot: Mew sitting on the floor in front of his fish tank (repeat from episode 1)

Episode 8:

Framework: None

Title: Save Me

Narrator: None

Visual Moment: Facebook party invite/everyone’s reactions to the invite; Everyone’s costumes at the party

End Credit Shot: Boston looking angsty at the hostel

Episode 9:

Framework: None

Title: The Return

Narrator: None

Visual Moment: Boston’s photo of Atom; Top recording SandRay kissing, BOEING (I had to, lmao)

End Credit Shot: Top in his bathtub alone looking angsty (repeat from episode 6)

Episode 10:

Framework: None

Title: Redemption

Narrator: None

Visual Moment: The "I will never leave you"/"I will never love you" neon sign; Boston's photos of Atom; Nick's photo as Boston's lock screen (I'm fine!); Boeing's Instagram

End Credit Shot: Ray driving (repeat from episode 2 and episode 4)

If anyone can think of anything else to add, please let me know! If you would like to be tagged in this post or any other meta, let me know and I’ll add you.

Tagging the Ephemerality Squad: @lurkingshan, @waitmyturtles, @wen-kexing-apologist, @chickenstrangers, @ranchthoughts, @twig-tea, @clara-maybe-ontheroad, @distant-screaming, @thatgirl4815, @elizabethsebestianhedgehog

Tagging @sandrayy by request

Apologies to anyone I forgot!

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A Special Treat for My Wolf359 Friends: Oddly Specific Christmas Songs that Remind Me of Wolf359 Characters

Happy advent dear readers! 'Tis the season for festive head canons, and as a lover of very obscure Christmas music, here are some tunes that remind me of Wolf359 characters. I included links to all the songs listed, so have fun listening! I think most of the songs I found fit, and I found two songs per character (plus some bonus tracks...), so let me know which ones you enjoy!

I included explanations for why I think the songs fit the characters, feel free to disagree.

Side note: Please don't put any spoilers on this post, as I've only listened through season three at this point. If you want to follow my reactions to Wolf359, you can do so under the tag "#Bods Wolf359 Reactions".

Doug Eiffel- Christmas Tree On Fire / Christmas in Jail / Who Spiked the Eggnog?

Why does Doug get three songs instead of two? Simple. Because he deserves them.

The first one is 100% a Doug song. I just need to close my eyes, tweak the lyrics slightly to make them about a fire he started because he didn't do a very simple task that Minkowski asked him to do, and it's Doug singing it in a southern accent.

As for the second one, there are a concerning amount of Christmas songs about alcoholism or spending the holidays in rehab and/or jail. This made it very hard to narrow it down, but this song is specifically about going to jail for drunk driving, so...um...it fits? In a very sad way, but I feel like Doug would sing this in a drunk moment of self-loathing, that Hera and Minkowski would talk him out of.

The third song fits Doug because to be honest the whole vibe of Straight No Chaser fits Doug, and this song reminds me of when Kepler demanded an explanation of what happened to his Whiskey. This is the song Doug would sing after assuring Kepler that he would stop at nothing to find the culprit.

Hera- The Most Wonderful Day of the Year / Somewhere in My Memory

The first song is from the Rankin/Bass Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer movie. It's about toys that were built incorrectly, so they are put on an island where misfit toys go and sing about how sad they are that they don't get to celebrate Christmas with everyone else. I don't think I need to explain why this song fits Hera.

The second song is from Home Alone, and I think it fits Hera, because of the how much that one episode focused on her memories, good and bad. Plus it's a very beautiful song, and I think Hera would appreciate that. This song has a long musical intro, so you might have to listen for a bit before you get to the lyrics.

Renee Minkowski- That Christmas Morning Feeling / Have Yourself a Merry Christmas

For the first one, no, I have not seen the movie, but this song came on my Christmas recommend, and you can't tell me that Minkowski would not go for a big festive Christmas musical number.

As for the second one, it's from the musical "Meet Me In St. Louis", which I'm sure Minkowski appreciates. Any musical Christmas song would fit Minkowski, but this one is a classic.

Alexander Hilbert- The Nutcracker: Russian Dance / A Mad Russian's Christmas-Insturmental

I chose the first song from the Nutcracker, since it's a Russian ballet. I feel like Hilbert hates holidays and would only even consider tolerating classical instrumental traditional Christmas music (even though Minkowski forces him to sing carols).

The second song is also instrumental, and I mean, well, just look at the title of it.

Isabelle Lovelace- Christmas Isn’t Cancelled (Just You) / We Wish You Weren't Living With Us

For the first song: tell me you couldn't see Lovelace singing something like this to Cutter or Hilbert. Very fitting too considering Cutter ordered Hilbert to kill everyone on Christmas. Lovelace would hear about that and chose this as her revenge song. It's another song where I can close my eyes and see her singing it with slightly altered lyrics.

The second song could easily be everyone singing about any of the villains, but it would especially fit the oddly specific situation of Lovelace sarcastically threatening Hilbert when Minkowski tries to make them all play nice and sing Christmas carols together.

Warren Kepler- Christmas Whiskey / Six Cups of Eggnog

I don't need to explain my first choice. Kepler sings this song alone in his office to a full glass of Whiskey, which he saves specifically for December.

As for the second, I can see Kepler singing this to lecture the others on the proper way to enjoy a drink, even though absolutely no one asked and no one cares.

Alana Maxwell- The Season's Upon Us / I'm Getting Nuttin' for Christmas

For the first choice, I don't know much about Maxwell, but I know she doesn't talk to her family, and this seemed to fit that.

For the second choice, the song fits because Maxwell is not getting anything for Christmas, because she's dead, and she did bad things. (I'm sorry Maxwell stans, but I struggled finding songs for her, and you can't say it isn't true, though this second choice does apply to multiple characters).

Daniel Jacobi- This Christmas (I'll Burn It To The Ground) / Please Daddy (Don’t Get Drunk This Christmas)

The first one could fit a lot of villain characters, but I chose it for Jacobi because he loves explosives. That's pretty much it. I had trouble finding songs for the SI-5. But I can see Jacobi screaming this song violently at a Christmas party, right before someone brings up the subject of ducks and sends him cowering to the corner.

The second song is because Jacobi seems to have some issues with his air force father (I was tempted to use the song for Doug's daughter, but figured that would be too dark). A close second for Jacobi was "The Twelve Days of Christmas" because there are a lot of birds in that song, and I love mocking Jacobi's fear of ducks. However, decided to go with other options because A) the 12 days of Christmas is already a pretty well known song and it doesn't fit that well and B) ducks are not explicitly mentioned in the song. But if anyone knows of a Christmas tune about ducks, please drop it in the tags.

Marcus Cutter- You Ain't Getting Diddly Squat / I’m Gonna Kill Santa Clause

For the first one, the song fits mainly because of the singer's high pitched cheery voice and the way he gleefully tells a bunch of kids that Santa hates them, and they're not getting anything for Christmas. I can listen to this, close my eyes, and see Cutter singing this as he happily informs the crew that they're all about to die on Christmas.

For the second one, it's fitting because Cutter ordered the deaths of multiple employees on Christmas, and if he lived in a universe where Santa Clause did exist, he absolutely would try to kill him and take his power. The line "nothing against him, it's just business" and part of the song where he sings about the elves being his prisoners are very on point.

Miranda Pryce- I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday / I Want an Alien For Christmas

This first song choice won't make any sense to you UNLESS you've seen Black Mirror, because if you have, you'll know it makes a disturbing amount of sense. So...for those who haven't seen black mirror and are wondering how on earth this song fits her character, here's the clip to provide some context. Some horrifying, terrible terrible context.

The second song honestly fits Cutter better, but he already had two songs and doesn't deserve a third one. And I don't know as much about Miranda at this point, except she's apparently down with the whole aliens thing, so I figured it would fit here too.

Dear Listeners- Silent Night / A Spacemen Came Travelling

The first one is a Christmas song from the 1920s about a silent night. I don't feel like I need to explain this choice.

The second is a song is a gentle tune about a man from space who comes to visit baby Jesus and his mother and wish them goodwill. I also don't think I need to explain why the aliens fit this one.

Blessie (the plant monster/specimen 34)- Percy, the Puny Poinsettia / Christmas Tree Farm

Yes, any song about plants or Christmas trees in general is appropriate, but this first song is fitting not only because I'm still grieving the death of our beloved Blessie, but also because before I knew his name was Blessie, I named him "Percy the Plant" or "Percival B. Eternal".

For the second one, the singer sings about wanting to go back to a Christmas tree farm, so when I listen to it, I imagine Blessie up in space, dreaming of the day he finally reaches earth so he can be among the other plants, Christmas trees included.

Rachel Young- Elf's Lament / You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch

I don't know as much about Rachel at this point, but a song about working in unfair conditions and regretting signing up for the job you chose seems like it might fit. Whether she'd be singing it about herself or those working under her, that's up to you.

The Grinch song could be sung about many characters on the list by so many characters on this list, but I can imagine Rachel thinking of Cutter every time she hears this song even though she does work for him, and I think the song describes her as well.

BONUS TRACK 1: This one is for Eiffel's daughter, Minkowski's husband, and everyone else left back on earth missing their (presumed dead) family: Blue Christmas

Sadly, I think this one speaks for itself...

BONUS TRACK 2: This is a little tune that Doug Eiffel and I would sing to Cutter, Pryce, Kepler, Jacobi, Maxwell, Hilbert, and Rachel: Put One Foot In Front of the Other

The song is from the movie "Santa Claus is Coming to Town". It's a song where a young Santa and his animal friends encourages the evil Winter Warlock to change his ways and become a better person. Perhaps this song too could inspire many of our morally bankrupt Wolf359 friends to either grab their redemption arc, or as the song says: "walk out the door" (straight out the airlock). And it's a children's song, which I think is necessary, since so many of them seem to have trouble grasping the basics of human decency. Hopefully this will make it easier for them to understand.

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Are your opinions on UY characters that dont get the spotlight often, like nurse sakura, cherry, kotasu cat, benten or oyuki, ifntheres one i missed pls tell me i love hearing your analysis

Hai there, hope you're doing great!!

Sorry this is a bit late, I had some events to attend the past few days..! And thanks!! It makes me happy to hear that you like my rambling :)

As for my thoughts on the other characters, I love most of them actually!! I love love love Sakura!!! I especially love how well her character is structured: through design, through her backstory, through daily life and relations and even how well her name suits her lmao. I really like how she has a background where she was really sick as a child (till we meet her), and how her being a miko, nurse and counsellor (she has three fucking jobs and I love it) has her help others since she knows how it's like to have problems (physically or psychologically). Sakura counselling might be my favorite bit though, just seeing how she helps guide mostly the students is really nice and I wish it was appreciated more. And don't get me started on how she is the perfect straight man to the craziness of the others. She was part of the craziness at first (from her intro to her earliest nurse days, Ataru straight manned instead), but it seemed like RT thought Sakura straight manning was much better while Ataru was cemented as the funny man in their dynamic and it suits them so well. The sane Sakura having to deal with everyone's BS (esp Ataru's) is my favourite thing lol. I also really like her relationship with Tsubame, him being the dumb to her smarts.(The remake plays down Tsubame's idiocy btw and it disappoints me so so much) They're that one couple we all ship without knowing it lmao. The chapters which focus on them are really nice, esp that one with the ghost girl who interfered with them and Sakura got super jealous lmao, it we interesting side to see from her and it was really fun :)

Oh shit, I rambled so much about Sakura, I forgor this ask wasn't just about her, I'm so sorry lmao, she is in my top three UY gals for a reason XD

I think up next in UY blorboism to me (who aren't main characters) would be Asuka. Idk, I just love her, she is so cute and so silly. I think what put her in the blorbo category specifically were these panels: one where Asuka made her own armor from a military tank or something idk and she looked so cute while wearing it!!!! And the second is from the arc where Asuka goes to school and she wears a pair of broken glasses in the final panel of the arc which looks super funny and silly XD

Asides from that, I love her voices, both of them!! They sound so soft and sweet!! And her shtick is very entertaining and chaotic, I love all her chapters!!

I think up next in terms underrated characters I love would be Benten and Oyuki. They both have personalities which bounce off well on other characters and especially each other. They're like my #1 Yuri ship in the series, but even in a platonic sense, they're dynamic is really good!! I need to draw them more, lol.

That's it for characters who I feel are widely underrated.. this post would be even longer if I talk about everyone in detail so I'll just speedrun my thoughts on the ones you mentioned plus a few others...

Ran and Ryu are two characters who I feel are really popular which is why I didn't mention them above. Ran's bipolar nature is so good and funny while her growing understanding and reconciling with Lum slowly is really sweet. Ryu is one of those characters who I wish was treated better because I feel like she deserves everything she wanted but her stupid father comes in the way. Ryunosuke's character is one of those things I wished was done better. Give her all the sailor suits, bras, swimsuits, skirts, etc. she wants!!

Cherry is really funny, like in a way he's basically Ryunosuke's dad but done so much better. The amount of moments where I've wheezed laughing cause of him is way too many too count. I like Kotatsu neko, he's cute and it's funny how he's one of the strongest characters!! Ryoko is another one I like because of how insane she is lmao and Inaba is so so sweet!! Meanwhile, Rei is hilarious and his cow form is so silly XD

I also really like Rupa and Carla too, Idk, the way they're supposed to mirror AtaLum and their crazy dynamic captivates me.

And I guess I'll stop here! There are others, but this is already super long so I'll end it here!!

#thanks for the ask!#urusei yatsura #うる星やつら #sakura #asuka mizunokoji #tsubame ozuno #benten #oyuki #ran #rei #ryunosuke fujinami #cherry #sakuranbo #kotatsu neko #ryoko mendo #rupa #carla #god i love them sm #uy posting

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Cassie and Jacqui: Opinions and Thoughts

These are my thoughts and opinions on Mortal Kombat that a bunch of people probably won't care about, but I thought I should post them here. Now I will be using past games as reference, even though every character's interpretation/counterpart is different, they still play part to the canon storyline.

Okay, so these two are besties. Now before I get into any details, this is just theories and opinions. I just want to quickly say that I like Jacqui's character, and not just because I was able to play as a black female character, but I found her interesting and liked her romance with Takeda.

I'll start with Cassie. She is a nice enough blend of Sonya and Johnny, I guess. I found her a little annoying in mkx but only because of her intros, and to be fair a lot of character dialogue kind of sucked in that game. I found her very relatable when I was younger though, because I said a lot of cringey things when it came out. Other than that she was pretty cool, and was a different kind of case where a character voices out what everyone else is thinking. To be fair, Johnny has that as well but Cassie is Gen Z levels of voice (or an everyman). I also appreciate that they made her more girly, although I do miss the tomboyish Cassie from mkx.

Thing is, I don't like how they made it into a thing where they made Cassie feel like a main character, and while I understand that's how it must be done with next generation games, I get the impression that she was treated better than her teammates. That impression was solidified in the mk11 storyline where Cassie was chosen to be the new general with the addition of Takeda and Kung Jin being cut from the game. I get that she defeated Shinnok and whatever, but seriously? It was also a situation where Sonya was choosing randomly, so I think she should've chosen Jacqui simply because Jacqui is genuinely into being a soldier. For a moment the audience is shown the pain on Jacqui's face, and I was honestly anticipating some kind of rivalry to take place where Cassie and Jacqui end up fighting about something within the story mode.

I wrote in another post that I think Cassie joined the special forces because she wanted to impress Sonya. We know that from mkx Sonya was neglective, and if Cassie is much closer to Johnny then I don't think it would make sense for her to not have some appreciation for the creative arts. Meaning, Cassie yearns for Sonya's approval. It was also hinted that Sonya may have been abusive, randomly attacking Cassie and Jacqui with arm bars. Even while Cassie is an adult Sonya is still neglective, as noted in the last game, not even caring about Cassie's love life. It's very clear the two of them have problems with each other. One thing for sure, Cassie has inherited Sonya's cruelty which makes her snark different from Johnny's. A nice blend of seriousness and un-serious = obvious sarcasm. I'm also calling back to the 'Johnny pee pants' incident that she was told about.

"So how are things between you and Bob?" - Sonya

"For the last time his name is Dylan." - Cassie

"Why learn his name if he's not sticking around?" - Sonya

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"I'm the new improved you." - Cassie

"(Scoff) Improved how?" - Sonya

Well for one thing, she's got powers.

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"Jacqui says as kids you were scared of me." - Sonya

"You'd randomly attack us with arm bars." - Cassie

"And you learned to always be ready." - Sonya

The fact that she says this with a smug smile shows she sees nothing wrong with the fact that she went out of her way to scare and hurt children. Characters have been drilling in on Johnny but had nothing to say to Sonya about her parenting. Johnny made it his mission to change into a better person, even in his ending he didn't need people to tell him that he was doing something wrong because he realised it by himself. Sonya for whatever reason lacks that same awareness.

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"Growing up I always wanted a sister." - Sonya

"To exchange style tips and dish on boys?" - Cassie

"No! To spar with." - Sonya

You can do that too, Sonya. Jeez.

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"You are Johnny Cage's daughter." - Robocop

"Ha! Shocked I'm not some Beverly Hills brat?" - Cassie

Beverly Hills kids: Well... that hurts. I think it's somehow been engraved in Cassie that being any old normal girl is a terrible thing, and I don't support that "I'm not like other girls" nonsense. I think it was Sonya's influence, and potentially Jax.

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"I am honoured to fight you." - Liu Kang

"I'm no chosen one, Li Kang." - Cassie

"You fought shinnok and won." - Liu Kang

Oh he's mad. He is so mad. Bro died because of Raiden.

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Now with Jacqui.

I think Jacqui is in Cassie's shadow, hell they even erased her from her own ending. Even when she was given screen time it still felt like she was brushed to the side. Cassie was chosen to be the leader of the friend group, and in hindsight that was a bit predictable. In comparison to her Jacqui is rational and doesn't turn things into a joke. I know Cassie is serious as well, but Jacqui is more passionate about fighting for Earthrealm and being in the special forces while Cassie is more of a show off.

"Leave dad in peace." - Jacqui (mkx)

"There's things only Jax can do." - Sonya (mkx)

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"What do you see when you look at me?" - Frost

"A cheap second gen knock off." - Jacqui

"I said look at me, not you." - Frost

These two are love and hate, two sides of the same coin. Frost wants recognition and goes against the Lin Kuei to have that, while Jacqui wants to make people proud and carry on a legacy. Both have a male counterpart of some kind. Frost disappointed Sub Zero for not being patient and she became a villain, while Jax doesn't want Jacqui to even be involved in anything kombat related. Jacqui follows, Frost demands command.

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"Cassandra Cage overshadows you." - Cetrion

"In her own mind maybe." - Jacqui

"Do not deny your jealousy." - Cetrion

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"It's time to pass on your mantel." - Nightwolf

"Baby girl's good, but she's not me yet." - Jax

"Don't underestimate your daughter, Jax." - Nightwolf

Notice the edge in Nightwolf's voice? Also, Jacqui doesn't have to be Jax. Not to mention she was trained by Johnny and not Jax, so it's weird of him to say that. I think she should be trained by Scorpion as a wedding gift and have a few Shirai Ryu inspired outfits if she's introduced to the franchise in future games. Anything that distances her from Jax.

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Jacqui is called "unproven" and a "knock off" when she has in fact proven herself, she just hasn't beaten an elder God- oh wait, what is this? Jacqui defeated Cetrion? (Do not bring jax into this, I chose Jacqui). In mkx she beat Reptile and Ermac, the very same Ermac that Jax lost his arms to because he was caught lacking, and held her own against the revenants.

The characters constantly compare her to Jax, which is problematic in my opinion. As a person who was constantly compared to my older siblings growing up it felt like my identity as my own person was being stripped away from me, and I think it's the same case with Jacqui. Jacqui should be recognised more for who she is rather than who her father is, because Jacqui is just as good if not better.

"Such beauty in Kombat is rare." - Shang Tsung. Oh Shang Tsung, you pervert.

Now onto her friendship with Cassie. It's very obvious that these two grew up together and even went to the same school, which must've meant that they lived close to one another, like the same town or city. I don't think the two have always been buddy buddy, in terms of problems coming up. If it weren't for circumstances I think these two wouldn't even be close or in the same vicinity. Cassie went and dated Jacqui's love interest for prom knowing Jacqui liked him. I'm surprised these two are even friends.

Moving onto her relationship with Jax, I liked Jacqui bonding with the younger version of her dad during story mode, and seeing the differences between older Jax and young Jax.

I always saw Jax as an a-hole, but jeez. I understand being a protective father but he needed to accept that he couldn't breathe down her neck for too long. What ticks me off even more is his disapproval of Takeda. I think one of the reasons Jax isn't very fond of Takeda is because he mildly reminds him of Johnny. Takeda has that charisma about him and makes jokes as well and overall has this easy going air about him. Even after Johnny and Sonya got married, meaning Jax saw Johnny a lot more, I don't think Jax grew a liking to Johnny. I'm not sure if Jax truly had feelings for Sonya, but I do think it's a possibility if Johnny not only did not want to get between them under the suspicion that they were together, but also because he thought they would end up together.

I have a bunch of stuff to say. I believe Cassie should've done MMA fighting or something around there, that way Cassie wouldn't just be another copy of her parents.

If Jax and Sonya did end up together then I think the turn out would be more extreme. An overprotective father and a neglectful mother.

#cassie cage #jacqui briggs #takeda takahashi #johnny cage #sonya blade #jax briggs #mk11 #mkx #mortal kombat theories

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The comments on this reddit post are giving me hives https://www(dot)reddit(dot)com/r/television/comments/1756ksa/amazons_wheel_of_time_has_a_serious_dragon_reborn/ they're talking as if the books had everything figured out and were perfect from the start and as if they don't understand how tv works or even storytelling in general no the show isn't perfect but it's doing so many things right some of the stuff they're complaining about is insanity saying rafe hates the books is so stupid when he's demonstrated in so many interviews how much he loves them and has tried to follow their spirit and the characters arcs despite some impossible challenges

Yeah, it's really insane how people are just not going to bend that changes have to be made. It's 14 books and 8 episodes a season is going to warrant changes, some more creative than the others. I remember Rafe was actually annoyed because he wanted more episodes and a longer pilot, and he was denied both and told 8 episodes. I'm sure there were scenes that Rafe wanted in the show (RIP flicker flicker scene) but I think he took the route some other book readers are taking, which is that if it has the spirit of the story, then he's happy (and so am I!)

I reread EotW last fall and THG in the spring, and there were some things in both books that didn't hold up as the series went on. I can't remember specifically (I was reading the story and was like, "Wrong," lmao) but I'm pretty sure they related to channeling. Idk if anyone else would be able to find them, but I do remember that there were inconsistencies. RJ was writing a long series, so he was going to make changes, which weren't going to flow with the rest of the series.

Next part I'm going to write as a read more bc it's a spoiler, but it's an example of a change RJ made himself. If you didnt finish the series and don't want spoilers, don't continue, you have been warned.

The Dusty Wheel on Youtube confirmed that RJ's notes have it written that Taim was supposed to be Demandred the whole time. At the moment of Taim's intro, Lews in Rand's head was comparing Taim to Demandred (same nose, same hair, same height, etc.) Literally everytime Taim showed up in LoC, Lews would say, "I don't trust this dude you think is from this Age and Saldea(?), we better go kill Demandred!" I was convinced they were the same person, as did most people, until Taim and Demandred were given different scenes giving the same order to the Darkfriend Asha'man in book 9, which confirmed they were different people because Demandred would never lower himself to repeating an order. It was just done when he gave it.

My point of bringing this up, is that RJ looked like he was setting something up, only to change his mind. It's a "What was the point of the comparing the two if there's no big reveal they were the same in disguise" type of deal to me. It's not as big of an inconsistency, RJ still did a good job making him a separate character despite his original intentions, but it goes to show you that the books themselves have some things that started and were eventually dropped.

#wheel of time #asks #wot book spoilers #hope this made sense! i go on a tangent about these books and then suddenly just word vomit lmao

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Intro

I've been a long time lurker, just lacking the confidence to join in alot...Lately all of @callivich posts of encouragement for new fans and lurkers like myself has got me wanting to be more active. I lack the skills to write or make gifs but am so appreciative of everyones efforts in this fandom. It brings me such joy each day when I open up my tumblr and see all of your talented creations.

So I decided to do the intro......

Name: Trish

Age: Old

What made you fall in love with Gallavich? I was late to the fandom. I started watching Shameless during Covid and binge watched the first 9 seasons in 2 months. It was tougth to then have to wait for the last two seasons. It's hard to explain what I first liked about them but they just made me happy. I loved watching them together. They were raw and real and not perfect.

How long have you been a fan? Fan since 2020

Favourite Gallavich Moment / Scene ? This is so hard! what to pick? I like the dugouts scene when Mickey gets out of Juvie - the way they flirt and look at each other. I love the way their eyes roam all over each other in the bleachers scene in Season 7. I love all of their kisses.... I could keep going.

Favourite Shameless character apart form Ian and Mickey? I think Kev. He has some great dialogue with different characters in the show.

Do you write or draw or make edits? No I'm afraid. That is not where my talents lie. But I absolutely love all of the talented people in this fandom and their creations.

Favourite type of Gallavich fics? This has changed over time. I was very rigid when I started reading fics and thought I would only like certain types. Over time as I saw more and more recs (thank you @gallavichfanficlibrary ) I tried all types and fell in love.I love a good slow burn, strangers to friends to lovers fic.

Favourite Gallavich quote? "I wanna be where you are Mickey" , "I love you", "I know, I love you too"

Anything else you'd like to share about yourself? Not much to say, I'm a simple girl. I guess just that even though I am a lurker I really do appreciate this fandom. It genuinely got me through Covid, living on my own. It also brings me such joy every day.

#gallavichintro

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Man's World - Chapter 6 - A Losing Deck of Cards, Please

Pairing: Female!Leclerc reader x Carlos Sainz Jr, Reader x Carlos Sainz

Warnings: slow burn, eventual Smut, enemies to lovers

Rating: Mature

Word Count: ~4k

AN: Ok - this chapter felt a bit more "filler" but it gives us a little more insight into the characters and their interactions did make me laugh. Some classic Peaches-Carlos moments. Plus I threw in some Carlos POV since so many of you have been requesting it! let me know what you think!

Just felt better to start Chapter 7 with Peaches' dinner with the boys vs. ending chapter 6 with it :) Bear with me folks - chapter 7 and 8 have some fun stuff I promise... oh and definitely some Smut coming up! It's about time... am I right?

Almost done writing Chapter 7 - should be out Thursday or Friday at the latest.

Check out the full intro synopsis here!

Bugatti Factory – Georgia POV

After Miami Lily and I were requested back to the factory so we could hop into the Sim. The team had further upgrades on the cars which they wanted to bring to Barcelona. I was excited, the Miami upgrades were incredible and I had no doubt the Barcelona upgrades would help us increase our race pace. But the best part? After a few days in the factory I had a solid 5 days at home in Monaco, just me, Charles and Lily – who had decided to visit before our trip to Barcelona.

No Carlos, no demands, and most importantly – no journalists.

At my last day at the factory I was called in for a ‘social media meeting.’ While Lizzie made it sound like we were be having a general meeting about both Lily and I’s engagements over the next week, based on the guest list, I knew what we would be actually discussing – I was going to get the low down on the Barcelona “fake dating” plan.

When I walked into the brightly lit Bugatti board room, the first thing I saw was a huge projector reflecting a photo of me and Carlos at the Miami grand prix. It was a picture of us in the cool down room – Carlos was shirtless, and I apparently had the biggest smirk on my face that I had personally ever witnessed.

Good fucking grief, I thought to myself. Please tell me this is photoshopped.

Before I could respond, I heard a burst of laughter behind me. Lily and Chris, my athletic trainer, had just walked into the conference room and saw the photo on the screen – a photo of me staring at a shirtless Carlos with a small, sultry smirk on my face.

I was mortified.

“Please take a seat and we’ll get started,” Lizzie said, motioning for me to take a seat. As much as I wanted to take a seat, all I could do was stand and stare at the photo; my face no doubt showing a look of absolute shock. I felt frozen.

“She would, but she can’t stop staring at Carlos with those puppy dog eyes,” Chris said, chuckling at me as I turned to him. I immediate flicked him off and stuck my tongue out. Was it childish? Sure – but I had just been caught staring at Carlos like a teenage girl who had just been asked to the dance by the quarterback… so, I was feeling childish.

I sat in the closest seat next to me, still staring at the photo on the screen. It soon switched to an Instagram post, which featured said shirtless Carlos photo.

Oh good, now I knew everyone was talking about the look. Lucky me.

Lizzie chuckled a bit. “Right, well, needless to say, things are going great in that department. We’ve been monitoring social media and the fans are loving the two of you. Speculation is high. After the race, #Garlos was trending on twitter.” She clapped her hands, clearly incredibly proud of herself. “The helping you out of the car- absolutely priceless. Defending you to the journalist? The cherry on top. Couldn't have asked for a better media interaction."

I scoffed at that. There I was dying of 105 degree heat, but all the social media team could think of was the gold mine that was discovered. Sure, he defended me, something that had taken me by surprise, but I had also stood up for myself. Not that anyone mentioned that in any of those post race debrief articles.

“So since the fans have bought into this so nicely, and since this upcoming race is Carlos’s home race, Coco and I have decided to move up the timeline a tad.”

With that statement, I lifted my eye brows. “How much is a tad?” I asked dryly.

“Next week you and Carlos should be more public in the paddock…” She drifted off, clearly a little worried about what she as going to say next. I motioned for her to continue, unconsciously sitting on the edge of my seat.

“We’re going to have you hold hands throughout the paddock, attend a couple events together,” she said very quickly, probably hoping I wouldn’t hear it all. I pictured her at the paddock directing me around, saying “well I told you back at the office”, in hopes that she could insinuate that I wasn’t listening during the social media meeting.

It didn’t work. I was on high alert.

I sighed, because I knew it was only a matter of time before we were going to have to escalate the relationship. In fan’s minds, a couple that had been dating for about a month held hands.

I nodded. “Fine, I guess that makes sense.” I could see Lizzie’s face lighten up; clearly she was expecting me to fight this, but the relief that washed over her face gave me a little bit of happiness. At least I can make her happy today, I thought to myself. She clapped her hands and headed over to give me a big hug.

“Excellent! Here’s the rest of your itinerary. Oh and just one more thing – we booked two rooms next to each other. It’s his home race and fans will expect you guys to be all lovely dovey – didn’t make sense to have you in separate hotels.”

“Separate rooms, right?” I said strongly – staring directly into Lizzie’s eyes. Like hell was I going to share a room with Carlos Sainz. Didn’t matter if he was the most handsome driver on the grid… or if he smelled the best… or if he had been acutely aware enough to pull me out of the race car before I passed out from heat exhaustion…

My thoughts were cut off by Lizzie who shrilled, “Of course! I know how much your sleep is important to you before a race… which is the story you and Carlos will say if anyone questions why you have separate rooms, got it?”

I nodded – it seemed easy enough.

The rest of the meeting concluded with Lizzie going through a few more Instagram posts that people had taken of us. One was from the Ferrari social media team who had done a cute post on my visit to the Ferrari garage for the orchestrated ‘accidental’ tour Carlos had given me. To be fair to them, it did look cute – Carlos looked like a kid in a candy store, showing me all of the coolest new items that had just arrived.

I enquired to see if any sponsors had seen the posts and if there were any changes to the deals. Lizzie denied it, which made sense. We were going to have to put in a lot more effort if we were going to turn this image around.

Carlos POV – Ferrari Factory

Miami was a great race. I had managed to get onto the podium, and I was starting to feel real confidence in the car. The sooner I got my driving life together and my personal life more private, I was going to be rid of Little Ms. Sassy Leclerc. Although after my help with getting her out of the car, the media and fans had gone wild. I was being hailed Georgia’s Hero – which felt ridiculous, all I did was help a driver out of her car. I was a decent human being, and I didn’t appreciate everyone making hoopla about me doing the basics – did no one expect me to help her?

The moment she had pulled up I knew something was wrong. Georgia had a signature jump out of the car she did when she made the podium of a race. It was, to be fair, pretty cute and when she didn’t jump out this time, I knew something was wrong. I figured she’d be pissed that she lost to her brother – but no way would she neglect to get out of the car to celebrate with Charles.

When I pulled her out of the car, the look of panic on her face was real. I felt like, for the first time, I had seen a glimpse of the real Georgia; she wasn’t the usual composed self. She seemed human, and it was a breath of fresh air for me. I had this weird feeling in my stomach when she looked straight into my eyes – something I was going to definitely ignore.

On the last day of the visit to the factory, Charles and I had been summoned to a communications meeting – which I knew instantly was going to be about Georgia. As I walked into the room, Bella, my communications manager patted me on the back. “Good stuff, Carlos – pulling Georgia out of the car like that, absolute gold. And then defending her at the press conference? Just great,” she said to me.

I brushed her off. “I’m not going to leave any driver in the car. What her team did to her was stupid and dangerous – plus that journalist was an asshole, I’ve been wanting to put him in his place for a while,” was all I could mutter back as a reply.

“Well, regardless, the audience seem to be loving this relationship. Charles, that little live story you did at the bar was gold. Speculation is running high that Charles has set you two up, which is going to lead us into a perfect weekend where we can make the relationship public at your home race this weekend,” Coco chimed in.

Of course they were going to take advantage of my home race. Here when I finally had a chance to win my home race, my communications team were more worried about how Georgia and I were going to interact. The team explained the plan for us to walk through the paddock, hand in hand. There would be the usual garage visit, probably a track walk, etc. etc. etc…

“And who knows, maybe if you get on the podium, she’ll give you a little congratulations kiss,” Coco said with a chuckle. At that comment Charles cleared his throat, clearly unamused by my cousins’ antics.

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” Charles said dryly.

“Don’t worry mate, no one wants to kiss your sister less than I do,” I said to him, giving him a big pat on the shoulder. I thought he might have taken the joke – but instead he turned to me and looked offended. He didn’t want me to kiss his sister… but he clearly wanted me to want to kiss his sister. Noted.

“You’ll have rooms next to each other this race, so we can easily get footage of you two coming and going from the paddock. We’ll rotate this race – Georgia will drive some and you’ll drive some.”

Clearly my horrified face said it all – because before I could say anything Coco butted in.

“Carlos, you have to share. You being the only one driving makes it look like a one-sided relationship and the fans are going to start commenting that you don’t let her drive anywhere. We’re getting ahead of that.”

I knew he was right, but still, getting in a Bugatti felt like an offense to all human nature.

“Fine – as long as I don’t have to share a room with her, I’ll do it.”

Charles eyes widened, as if he had just thought of the possibility that one day they would probably shove me and his beloved sister into the same room. I chuckled at that. Oh Charles, Ferrari’s little naïve golden boy.

Barcelona – Wednesday – Georgia’s POV

We arrived in Barcelona fairly early and our shuttle from the private plane took us straight to the hotel we were staying at. The hotel was a lovely old building in the center of the historic downtown. As I opened the door to my room, I saw what was probably the largest, most lovely suite I had ever laid my eyes on. Within the room were two bedrooms and a huge living room.

Nice, I thought to myself.

I texted Charles that I had arrived and asked if he wanted to meet up for dinner tonight. Fortunately I had been spared dinner with Carlos this evening since he had some big dinners with potential sponsors and Spanish VIPs. Apparently no one thought we were that ready to be put together at a sponsorship dinner. Fine by me.

Georgia: Dinner tonight?

Twin Bro: Yea, I’ll text Pierre and Danny.

Georgia: Sounds good.

I unpacked my clothing for the race weekend. Again Bugatti had set us up with some pretty fun items for the week – some sun dresses, blue jeans that matched the car, and various tops for the weekend. Several designers had reached out to the team and asked if they could design better polos than the classic men’s one the rest of the paddock wore, to which Isabelle said, “of course.”

If I was going to walk around the paddock holding hands with the devil – at least I was going to do it in style.

I decided to take a shower before I got dressed for the day. We had an afternoon meeting with some VIPs at the hospitality lounge, and going drenched in sweat and smelling like airplane just didn’t seem appropriate if I was trying to convince my VIPs to become sponsors. As I was finishing up my shower I all of a sudden heard a noise coming from the main room. Panic began to fill me. Had someone broken in? A crazy fan? There were some crazy fans in F1 – and not everyone was thrilled that the sport was ‘letting women in’.

Must be Lizzie here to fill me in on some extras for the weekend, I thought to myself. Still, usually she knocks first, I grumbled to myself.

But as I walked out of the shower, wrapped in only towel, ready to chastise Lizzie for not knocking before she came into my room – I saw something much worse – Carlos Sainz. His eyes were slowly raking over me and he smirked. “Well hello to you too. I guess after Miami, its only fair I also see your shirtless, although you definitely need to buy me dinner first,” he said with a wink.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” I screamed, running back into the bathroom. I poked my head out of the door and looked at him, still demanding answer.

“Well according to the front desk, this is my room. So, I think the question is why are you here, showering in my shower?”

“This is my room you idiot.”

“Well, looks like we’re sharing a room then – cause clearly my key works,” he griped back, motioning towards the door with his key – like a buffoon.

“Absolutely not. No way. Not happening. Now turn around so I can run back to my room. And don’t get comfortable, I am sure Lizzie will get this sorted.”

He chuckled, but turned around. The moment he did I dashed to my room, cell phone in hand. I frantically dialed Lizzie’s number, as if she was a radio host and I was a hopeful fan that was going to be caller #9.

“Lizzie, thank god you picked up, there’s been a mistake. Carlos is in my room, claiming we’re sharing a room! I thought you said these rooms were next to each other.”

“Wha-what do you mean he’s in your room?” She seemed as equally confused as I was. “Let me call and get this sorted out.”

I hung up and threw my Bugatti team clothes on. On the other side of the wall I could hear Carlos’ muffled voice – clearly speaking to Coco on his end. After I got dressed I walked out of my room and heard the tail end of their conversation.

“… this is not acceptable, you need to fix this,” I heard Carlos hiss. “It’s bad enough that I have to spend my down time in the paddock with her, I need my space in my hotel room!”

Carlos turned to see me and gave me a weak smile. “Good to see you found some clothes.”

Before I could retort back to him, Lizzie was calling me. “Please tell me you have some good news,” I split out, staring directly at Carlos.

“Unfortunately Georgia, when the Ferrari coordinator called to get the rooms next to each other – the hotel heard two rooms side by side, they booked you a suite with two… and with the grand prix this weekend, the hotel is completely booked.” She trailed off at the end, but the truth was I had stopped listening after unfortunately.

Carlos could tell from my face that the news was bad news, because as I turned to him, he slammed his bag on the sofa and sat down with what only could be described as the world’s largest sigh. Before I could say anything, he was opening his suitcase and unpacking his toiletries.

I was seething. I had one request, and it was broken. Carlos looked at his phone, and his face said it all – he had been told the same thing from Coco.

“Just stay out of my way,” I bit out, rushing back into my room and slamming the door. As soon as I was ready to go I rushed out of the room, not giving Carlos another thought.

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The rest of the afternoon went well. The VIP experience was lovely and Isabelle said we made some good progress with a couple potential sponsors – Luis Vuitton being one of them. The sponsors had asked me various questions about the car, but one sponsor in particular had asked me about Carlos – well congratulated me more like. I did my best not to roll my eyes and pretend barf as Lily stood behind the sponsor, staring at me while giggling like a small child. She was getting way too much enjoyment out of this I determined.

I made sure to complain to Isabelle, Susie and Lizzie about my unfortunate luck with the hotel, but Isabelle made it clear I would not be switched to a different hotel than the rest of the team. ‘At least this means you and Carlos will be on time to the paddock’, she said with what I thought was too much of an attitude considering I was the one who had to endure Carlos Sainz in MY hotel room.

After the strategy meeting I returned back to the hotel to get ready for dinner. Truth be told, I was incredibly excited to have dinner with Charles, Pierre and Danny. It had been so long since the four of us had hung out – and I had a lot to fill them in on. Plus, I had sent Lando a box of Krispy Kreme donuts, which I had conveniently loaded full of vegetables and Greek yoghurt inside, so I was eager to hear about his utter disappointment when opening the box. Lando had gotten a sponsorship from them because of his absolute love of donuts. When we were kids, he’d easily knock back half a dozen in a sitting… and then go back for more.

When I arrived at the front door of my – our – hotel room, I took a big breath. You can do this Georgia, you can survive this weekend, I said to myself. I walked into the living room of our suite and heard the shower running. Perfect, I can make a quick getaway, I thought to myself. I immediately ran to the safety of my suite room and quickly changed into a lovely purple dress. Matched with my light tan heels and my cartier bracelet, I, for the first time in a while, felt relaxed and beautiful. I was going to have dinner with my brother and best friends – for once, all felt right in the world.

Before I could truly reminisce in my moment of relaxation and clarity, I walked out of my room and was, once again, hit with the reality of my situation – a shirtless reality of my situation. There, standing in front of me, was none other than Carlos Sainz, fresh out of the shower, steam still pouring out of the bathroom. His towel was wrapped around his waist, hung real low around his hips – it looked as though it could fall to the floor any moment.

God I wish it would, I immediately thought before I could stop myself. I pushed that thought way down into the pit of my stomach. What is wrong with your Georgia? This is Carlos Sainz – the playboy both your teams have saddled you with because he can’t keep it in his pants.

Unfortunately for me, before I could finish the internal conversation with myself, Carlos had turned to face me. I had been caught staring… again.

“Enjoying the view?” he asked with a wink, staring directly at me.

I immediately snapped out of my internal conversation and turned away, giving him my shoulder and huffing. “Any chance you can put some clothes on? This is a shared area, in case you forgot,” I responded snarkily.

“And deny you the opportunity to get a second peak of your favorite Chili? What kind of man do you think I am?” He teased.

I grimaced. So he had seen that Instagram post that caught me staring at him shirtless in Miami. Great. I mean it was all over the internet, so it was incredibly hopeful of me to think that he hadn’t seen it.

“A man that has probably never been told to put his shirt back on by a woman, but there’s a first time for everything, Carlos, so put it on,” I hissed back.

He chuckled. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see his form in the mirror in front of me – he was directly behind me and starting to inch closer. He kept moving towards me and before I could react, I felt his breath on my neck which caused a slight chill to go up my spine.

“If you play your cards right, mi amor, you might be able to see more of me,” he softly whispered into my ear. It was as if my body had forgotten who he was, because I could feel my body start to warm up. Having him this close to me like this, it felt like my nerves were all set on fire. I tried to respond to him, come up with something witty, but at that moment, all I could think about was how close his lips were to my neck – how good his breath felt on my neck.

So, instead, before I embarrassed myself any further, I turned around and headed straight to the door. Before I could stop myself I turned and around and yelled back into the room, “Well consider my cards a losing deck because what I really want is to see less of you – so if you could turn that into making yourself disappear – I’d be delighted!” And with that, I slammed the door and headed to the elevator.

Not my finest comeback – but it would have to do in a pinch… a real pinch.

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