#lore and max

[strangefable]

The first set of ship in 5 minutes, for Lore and her two OTPs. <3

Lore and Max | The Outer Worlds | Ship: A Bartender and Her Vicar

Lore and Ava* | The Outer Worlds | Ship: A Doctor Walks Into A Bar**

tagging just the TOW crew for this one: @funkypoacher, @damejudyhench, @the-lastcall, @somethingclich8, @clonesupport, @gayafsatan, @jumpship90, @kourumi, @mediocre-life-span, @chilikecheese, @juniper-tree, @olivepip-writing, @toastedoats42, @kyber-infinitygems, @glass-hope, @galaxycunt, @incognito-insomniac, @porkwithbones, @the-laridian, and anyone I mistakenly missed <3

Footnotes: *Ava belongs to the marvelous @socially-awkward-skeleton <3 <3 <3 **not their actual ship title; i just think i'm funny

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#the outer worlds #vicar max #maximillian desoto #lore jameson #lore and max #ship: a bartender and her vicar #ava mueller #lore and ava #ship: a doctor walks into a bar #my ocs #friend oc #that's not lore and ava's official title #i just thought it was funny when i couldn't sleep early this morning #i spent way too many hours on these #forgive me on the tropes #i forget all tropes to ever exist as soon as i'm asked to label my own usage of them #yell at me skelly if i got anything wrong for ava <3 #i'll fix it #formatting this post almost made me cry #why must you be so difficult tumblr?

[overtake]

😭😭😭

#the only good thing about becoming an f1 fan so late is all the funny lore i get to find out later #i love when max and lewis get along. they are so entertaining together #max verstappen #lewis hamilton #nico rosberg

[ratsarecute4]

If Nerdy Prudes Must Die got a muppet adaption I think Max should be the only human because it would be so funny to see a guy enact terrible violence on a bunch of puppets like the level of cartoon violence you could get to would be insane and also it would make Literal Monster really funny bc not only is Max acting like a monster, but beside the rest of the cast, who are all muppets, he'd kind of look like a monster as well

#i dont know how i would cast the rest of the roles bc i am not well versed in muppet lore #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #hatchetfield #max jägerman

[vroom-vrooms]

Charles answering with “we have a good relationship” to a question about beating Max is like the direct opposite of Lewis answering with “I remember the first time i looked up the girls. When I met my girlfriend. I remember the first time having sex” to someone asking if he remembered meeting Nico

Lewis tries and fails to deflect in the most unconvincing way possible, Charles chooses to expose himself very clearly

Weird tactics but ok guys 🙄

#I can’t with f1 drivers they can’t hide their emotions #I don’t know if this post makes sense but in my head it does so there’s that #if anyone is wondering I DO NOT REMEMBER WHEN LEWIS SAID THIS BUT I KJOW HE DID DUDE I AM 90% SURE #any keeper of brocedes lore please enlighten me and remind me when this was #formula one #max verstappen #charles leclerc #f1 #lewis hamilton #formula 1 #Nico rosberg #brocedes #lestappen

[souvenir116]

Not a web weave, but Max and Charles about each other throughout the years ❤️

#lestappen lore #max verstappen #charles leclerc #lestappen #formula 1 #f1

[tyrannosaurus-maxy]

Not Nate Saunders saying eye contact with Max has him literally losing his train of thought, such that he has to look around the room to remember what he was asking

Matt Elisofon: Although his eye contact when we did interview him once was the most intense thing I've ever experienced in my life, you know?

Nate Saunders: Yeah.

Matt: I don't know if you've experienced that.

Brian Muller: He did look into the depths of my soul and said, "So what are we doing today? What are you doing with my time this afternoon?"

Nate: Yeah, and honestly, Max is like that. And sometimes if you're in one of our roundtable sessions with him, sometimes you can start asking a question and Max can look at you like so intently. You can almost- You lose kind of the train of your question. You're suddenly like, "Ah man!" because you because it just feels like he's glaring at you and he might not be. He's just trying to focus but that's happened to me on number of occasions with Max.

Nate: And I'm just like, "uhhh". You have to kind of, you know, look around the room just to kind of be like, "what was.. what was the question?" Like, "What am I what am I saying here? And why is Max looking at me like that now? What have I said?" like, "Have I said something wrong?" So yeah, he's like that.

Source: The Red Flags Podcast | Talking F1 2024 Testing with ESPN's Nate Saunders! | 33mins in

#max verstappen #it's canon now. Max looks into reporters eyes and bewitches them into forgetting their questions #f1 #formula 1 #the red flag podcast #nate saunders #max lore

[il-predestinato]

Max Verstappen: "In 2012 in go karting, we had a little get together in a race. And both of us were upset. We got interviewed out of the paddock, after weighing the go-karts and stuff, basically walking back to your tent. They asked him a question. They asked 'what happened?' And he [Charles] was like "nothing, just an inchident" - so that's why we joked about it. 🎥: m4sportofficial (Bahrain Testing 2024)

#max verstappen #charles leclerc #lestappen #talking about it again!!! #inchident lore #* #bahrain testing 2024 #also i swear max is misremembering?! #interview #the inchident didn't happen in the main race #wasn't it during a heat?!

[scrollonso]

never letting go of the fact that before max would maxplain to charles he'd do it to lance.

#but then he called him the r slur so #erm #anyways! #0118 lore goes crazy #mance come back to me #f1 #formula 1 #lance stroll #aston martin #ls18 #max verstappen #red bull #mv1

[oscarpiastriwdc]

trying to put in perspective just how young Lando used to look compared to the drivers he grew up racing with...

Lando, age 15

Max and Charles, age 15

Alex, age 15

Lance and George, age 15

Estie, age 15

#he was a BABY baby #lando norris #lore #i guess? #idk i need to go to bed #lando archive #max archive #charles archive #alex archive #george archive #lance archive #esteban archive

[strangefable]

Thank you to @socially-awkward-skeleton​, @funkypoacher​, @poeti-kat​, and @direwombat​ for tagging me. <3 At long last, I have some wips to share again!

Tagging: @damejudyhench​, @chilikecheese​, @somethingclich8​, @mars-colony​, @juniper-tree​, @roofgeese​, @gayafsatan​, @olivepip-writing​, @the-halo-of-my-memory​, @schoute​, @redreart​, @galaxycunt​, @i-am-the-balancing-point​, @natesofrellis​, @confidentandgood​, @sstewyhosseini​, @aceghosts​, @incognito-insomniac​, @clonesupport​, @adelaidedrubman​, @the-lastcall​, and anyone else I may have forgotten <3

I have a few things to share, in fact.

First, I have a couple of those smut prompts I’m working on filling. (Thank you so much for sending them! I <3 you for it, and I will be writing all of them!) So we’ll start with a (sfw) snippet of one for Lore and Max:

Max stared. Max gaped. Max attempted to clear his throat and gave himself a coughing fit. Max stared again. "Captain? You... ah... you seem to have misplaced..." He coughed again. "I mean to say, have you perhaps forgotten..."

With a loud, cackling laugh, Nyoka slapped a hand across his shoulder blade. "Come on, Preacher, spit it out already." She had a wide grin and her eyes sparked with more mischief than drink, for once.

Max scowled. He squared his shoulders and lifted his chin. "You've misplaced a rather important garment, Captain."

Felix blinked at the vicar. "Huh?"

Max groaned and ran his hand over his face. "I think you lost your underwear somewhere, Captain." He spoke into his hand, creating a slight muffled echo. He groaned again, then risked peeking through a space in his fingers toward the captain.

Lore tilted her head to one side and studied him, her expression soft but expressionless. She blinked a few times.

She lifted her head again. Her lips twitched at the corners, tugging upward as she tried to fight against them. She shimmied on her feet, lifting her shoulders and jutting her chest forward. "I know exactly where I left 'em, Vicar. Ain't work with this dress." She let her mouth form the smug smirk at last. "An' this whole thing was your idea. You sayin' you done changed your mind already?"

Max heaved a sigh and snapped his fingers closed over his eyes. "At no point was that dress mentioned."

He could hear the laughter in her voice as her hand clamped around his forearm. "You ain't expectin' me to go in there dressed like a no-good freelancer! Have to fit in an' all."

Next up is just a little taste of some of Lilith. I’m still working with her and feeling her out, but so far this is her vibe.

Lilith sat with her bare feet propped on the desk, her boots and socks strewn on the floor beside her chair. She ran a nail file along her fingernails in slow, lazy sweeps. She blew a bubble of gum, then popped it loudly. Grinning widely, she continued to chew as she glanced sideways up at the Chosen currently glaring down at her, his hands on his hips. "What?"

His nostrils flared and his jaw flexed. She watched as he fought to strangle the insults rising in his throat. She smiled before blowing another bubble. He released a heavy puff of breath. "Jacob wants to see you."

She rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Yeah, and? I'm busy."

His eyes bulged and he choked as he gaped at her. "Wh...what?"

She made a small noise in the back of her throat, pursing her lips into a pout and shoving the gum to the back of her mouth. Flicking the nail file onto the desk, she caught the knife upon it instead and spun her wrist until it was pressed against the man's throat. "You heard me." She smiled and one corner of her tongue slipped free as she watched the blood bloom from the small cut on his neck.

He hurtled himself backward, his eyes trained tight on her.

Her smile fell into a pout. "Aww, you're no fun."

He pressed his hand over his neck, concealing the blood from her view. "He wants to see you. I delivered the fucking message, I'm out of here." He shot out the door and down the front steps. She didn't care where he was headed.

She didn't give a shit about any of these so-called Chosen. She didn't care about anyone at all.

"Lilith, darlin', what the fuck was that?" Jacob's voice crooned softly from behind her.

Ice shot along her spine, fine tendrils splaying across all her nerves. She pushed against the floor with one foot to swivel the chair toward him. She grinned at him and flipped her knife into the air, catching the handle deftly as it spun back down toward her. "Can't a girl have any fun?"

He stood in the doorway, leaning one shoulder against the frame. He growled at her. "Lilith."

She smiled at him, more teeth than lips. "Whatcha gonna do about it?"

He stared at her, stone-faced and muscles rigid.

She sidled slowly from her chair and onto her feet. Slinking and exaggerated. Her lips twisted as she edged toward him, her feet dragging along the rough floor. "C'mon, Jake..." Sh stopped right before him, letting her feet fall flat. She lifted her head up, up, up, until she met his eyes. Her neck craned backward.

She trailed her fingers up from his stomach along his chest. Her other hand continued to spin her knife between her fingers.

He let out a sharp huff, then hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her toward him. "Enough." He lifted her from her feet and slung her over his shoulder.

Lastly, I have a fic I’m working on from John’s POV about Micah’s surprising return to Hope County and his life. This may stay a small one-shot, or I may make it part of a longer piece, I remain undecided.

A ghost in a deputy's uniform walked into Joseph's church.

His brother's sermon evaporated in his ears as John stared at the ghost that had just walked into Joseph's church. The disconcerted grumblings of the flock didn't reach John as the lawmen strode down the aisle toward them.

John barely registered anyone else in the room. All he could see was a ghost.

She looked older and her jaw was set in a grim line as she marched behind the sheriff. Her eyes stayed locked on Joseph as they approached the dais. Most baffling, she wore the green shirt and badge of the sheriff's department. Her dark hair was long and silky on one side, harshly shaved on the other.

His lip curled up at the sight, indignation and rage igniting in his chest. How dare she? How dare she come here? How dare she wear her hair that way again?

How dare she be alive!?

She was dead. No one had survived that fire, he'd made certain of it.

Yet she stood there in Joseph's church, staring up at John's brother. She spared not one glance for himself.

John's fist clenched at his side. He stared at her. He willed her to look at him. How the fuck could she see anyone else but him? How dare she! He parted his lips and drew a breath, intending to call her name, but his throat closed around the syllables and refused to release them. They hung instead in his mind, spinning and whirring in an increasing whirlwind. Micah. Micah. Micah. Micah. Mine. Micah.

Had she not been in the fire after all? Had she not been with... Oh, God. Had he been wrong?

He remembered during the trek north from Georgia, he'd had a conversation with an early believer. John had recognized the man from the same chop shop where she'd worked. His curiosity had gotten the better of him and he'd asked about her.

The man had been stunned by John's accusations. He'd been quite insistent that her devotion to him, to John, had been a marvel. He'd been adamant about the constant risk she'd taken, being so openly loyal to someone outside the family, outside the organization.

John hadn't wanted to believe him. He'd refused so vehemently that Jacob had been called to separate them.

Everyone had died in that fire. That was proof enough. John had clung to that truth every day since.

Yet here she stood in Joseph's church, twenty years on. The proof he'd believed in so long went up in smoke.

She was here. She was alive.

She was a fucking sheriff's deputy.

And she was staring at Joseph. Not at John. At Joseph.

John wanted to stop everything. The conversation. The incensed whispering from their followers. Joseph's calm cadence as he faced the lawmen.

John needed it all to stop. He didn't give a shit about any of this. He needed one thing. He needed her to look at him. He needed to know.

God, how could she be here?

Montana. She grew up here, in Montana. Oh, fuck. The stray thought sprang into his mind. She'd never liked talking about her past. She'd only mentioned it to him once. Montana.

John swallowed. He stared at the deputy. She'd been his. All his. She'd given all of herself to him. And then he'd believed the worst. He'd spent years carrying her death, a stain too deep for cleansing, no matter what Joseph said.

Micah was alive. She was here.

She was his.

And yet she did not see him. He paced the floor. He worked his fists and his jaw and stared at her, unblinking, blind to anything else. His sight, his hearing, all his senses were sharpened, a knife pointed at her alone. Nothing else mattered; his possession, lost for so long, stood before him, just outside his grasp. He waited for her to look at him. Surely she'd recognize him. She couldn't have forgotten him. That would be impossible.

He watched as Joseph allowed her to handcuff him, as she turned his brother toward the door and marched him past the angry followers standing in the pews. Not one glance his direction. No flicker of recognition.

He felt a seething rage mixed with a whisper of desire as his eyes lingered on her backside. It looked no less firm or round than it had all those years ago. He longed to feel it under his hands again. Where it belonged.

Where she belonged.

The doors closed behind them all, but John didn't move.

Faith put a hand on his arm, her usual gentle touch, the cloying scent of Bliss wafting from her. She gave him the creeps. He shook her off with a scowl, snapping his head in her direction. She stared at him wide eyed, hands pulled back and an innocent facade on her features. Liar.

"The fuck's wrong with you?" Jacob's voice snarled close beside him and John flinched.

"Nothing." He narrowed his eyes as he turned a burning glare on his oldest brother. "Joseph is being arrested and you're worried about me? Cute."

Jacob released a gruff sigh. "You know what's coming. He told us what's next."

John's lips curled into a toothy smile. "Yes."

But his eagerness for the Reaping had waned. The smile did not touch his eyes, shadowed pools of blue that closed ranks to hide the truth inside.

His thoughts were still chanting her name. Micah. Micah. Mine.

#wip wednesday #strangefable writes #lore jameson #vicar max #lore and max #ship: a bartender and her vicar #lilith mallory #jacob seed #lilith and jacob #micah hale #john seed #micah and john #ship: our sins make you mine #far cry 5 #the outer worlds #now i will take a break from writing to devour y'all's wips >:3 feed me plz

[the-knife-consumer]

Finally settled on designs for the springlocks im actually okay with

#knife's art #digital art #hey. sam&max reference jumpscares you #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #spring bonnie #fredbear #idk if i should tag as fredbear or golden freddy.. idk i never gave too much of a shit abt the lore and minor character differences whateve #still not really pleased but i dont hate it. whatever #designing freddy and crew is going to SUCK i spent so much time just figuring out these two #cw blood

[cooloddball]

when charles said, “…the biggest victory today though is to see max safe after that big crash” after silverstone 2021, i…🥺

#lestappen #charles about max #idk why this always gets to me #british gp 2021 #silverstone gp 2021 #lestappen lore

[valyrfia]

hello?

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more lestappen lore 😌

“I have known Charles since we are five years old” is insane because….their first karting competition on record they were maybe 10? But I don’t doubt Max either because he recognised Charles’ old Spider-Man helmet. I think this is what truly makes me a little insane about Lestappen, we know about maybe 5% of their history and interactions at BEST. There is so much deep and untapped lore that is only really known to the two of them and maybe the group who came through karting with them.

As for Max following a Charles fan account right before Val d’Argenton (the time when Max got left at a gas station in Italy…), well, nothing shocks me anymore. Makes me think about the F1 2022 Secret Santa a little differently though, specifically the “to my biggest fan” joke. I wonder whether there’s more lore and context and history to that joke than meets the eye…..

#so according to the timeline Charles commits major track terrorism and Max falls in love with him? tracks. #lestappen #charles leclerc #max verstappen #formula 1 #f1 lore #anon #asks

[quarter-lif3crisis]

F1 duos | Too Sweet, Hozier

I take my whiskey neat, My coffee black and my bed at three // You're too sweet for me

#f1 #formula one #formula 1 #i didnt know who else to do #i need to do more research on diff duos 😭 #if anyone can hook me up with some lore plz #brocedes #landoscar #galex #lestappen #george russell #alex albon #max verstappen #sebastian vettel #charles leclerc #oscar piastri #lando norris #sir lewis hamilton #nico rosberg #kimi räikkönen #lewis hamilton

[lestappenthings]

Do y'all remember this? this iconic photo and interaction. So

that's Max right there.

And people from Twitter have brought things to my attention like the fact that Max and Charles knew eachother since they were FIVE. fucking five years old. that's like 20 years together

Am i late to the party? omg this changes soooooo many things. i thought they knew each other from back when they were 12 or 13. but it was 5. omg they've known eachother forever. they've been together forever.

also the "inchident" race where charles won? that was the race that made that man leave Max at the gas station. no wonder max was mad for years 😭

#formula one #formula 1 #charles leclerc #max verstappen #charles leclerc x max verstappen #cl16 #mv1 #mv33 #lestappen #lestappen lore #omg #somebody save me