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12-seconds-to-live · 10 months

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Laniel.jpg and Charlotte

Pairing: DR3 x LN4 x F1 female driver

Warnings: none, just my happiness with Daniel and Lando

NICE AIRPORT - TERMINAL 1 @15:20

"You look cute today" I stop looking to my phone to look at Lando. Well, that's new

"You say it like it's weird of me using a dress"

"It is" He smiled

"I'm gonna ignore you from now on"

"It's not common, even when we go to parties you use jeans, so, I have a point"

"The real point here is that we are in the middle of the summer and if I put a raw egg on the floor it will cook"

"But what about the jet? It's going to be cold in there"

"I have my enchanté sweater" Lando made a loud gasp "It has cute peaches and it's purple"

"I sent you a full box of my merch last month, mean"

"Cry about it, Daniel thinks that I have a pretty face so everybody is going to see me in the new enchanté collection"

"Really?"

"Yeah, I asked him months ago, even I helped with the design of one of the pieces"

"Well, congratulations. You should look who's coming" I turn my head and a very smiley Daniel Ricciardo was walking to our direction

"You knew?"

"I invited him to flight with us, I know how important you were for him these moths away from racing so I..." I interrupted him with a hug and a kiss in the cheek

"You're the best, Norris" Lando didn't expect that reaction, now he can feel his cheeks burning

I got up and run to Daniel. After Silverstone, I decided to wait for Danny's test with Pirelli. After he finished a call from Helmut Marko was all we need to know that he got the seat for the rest of the season. Even if I have a good relationship with the australian, I organized a few days off with Lando, Max, Nyck, some frineds and myself to let Nyck know that we're his friends and friends support each other.

"It's been only a week, you know?" He said laughing

"I don't care, I'm happy. These past 7 months had been like going on a rollercoaster over and over again so, you know. Even if it's AlphaTauri, you have your way back home, you never left, you just have to travel the world over in search of what you need and then return to find it"

"I know Char and thank you for everything" His eyes got glossy so I hug him "Do you like my design?" He said ponting to his sweater

"No, it is..." I gasp

"Yes, kiddo. Tommorrow a million boys are going to see you wearing the new collection"

"Ha ha, funny, you know that I have my eyes on someone"

"Someone a bit brainless. Hey Lando, I guess you were waiting for me"

"Yeah, let's go"

Once in the airplane

"I have to say that this is a very important moment and pretty faces like yours should be able to broke the internet" I said taking Lando's camera and pinting to them "New wallpapers for your fans"

They looked at each other and start with their goofiness and well... I guess they really missed each other. Maybe Carlos and I have competition.

"We are pretty good looking guys, you know?" Daniel said with a smile on his face

"Even you could use us as your wallpaper" said Lando

"Good offer but nothing can beat my photo with Tom Holland" I said with a side smile and ready to take a nap before we arrive in Budapest

"When are you gonna tell her how you feel?" asked Daniel looking at Lando

"I don't know what are you talking about" he answer looking at the mirror

"Kids, always scared of love"

DRIVE TO SURVIVE EP.4 S.6 NICE GUYS ALWAYS COME BACK

"Hello Charlotte"

"Hi Netflix, can I have some tea? I been walking around doing interviews and stuff and I couldn't finish my lunch"

"Sure, mint?"

"Yes, please" I smile to the interviewer "We can't start, I'll wait for the tea"

"Ok, what were you doing when the news drop?"

"Oh, ha ha, I was with the main character. I can do anything, even work as emotional supporter, PR, car mechanic, you know" one member of the staff approached me with the cup of tea "Thank you"

"How do you feel about this?"

I made a pause thinking and trying not to burn my lips "I think that this a great moment to tell you what happen after Abu Dabi. Well, I sign my contract with McLaren, I was feeling bad about the decision, just for Danny and I spent the night with him and his girlfriend just talking and at some point we got more serious and I just told him and without knowing about Red Bull: What is a home if not the first place you learn yo run from?"

I smiled to the camera "Then he told me about the third driver offer and I felt different, by the time he leave in 2018 I guess that he felt that he was destroying everything and he just needed to slip quietly to the back door without causing to much noise and then not stop running. And maybe that was he needed more than what he really wanted, let go the feeling of wanted to go back and remember what you once had and what you once where "

"But then I told him that it's funny that the feeling of leave home and being far away make us wander our choices but for Danny is something else. He's back home and ready to no longer remember which tale of his past is true and which is an invention. Outside he's the same on the inside he's the same kid that leave Australia looking for a dream"

"I guess he's your favourite person between the drivers" asked the producer

"No, Daniel is my brother and I know he feels the same about me"

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gunthermunch · 1 year

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Lucas: are peaches still your favorite?

Max: yeah

Lucas: how about apples

Max: i don't like the possibility of getting a sandy one

Lucas: yeah, i get that.

Lucas: i still like honeydew more

Max: god. Lucas. that's hell tier fruit

Max: can't a guy nap in peace?

Lucas: Max!!

Max: what!

Lucas: first that's on you for staying up late drawing second that's your sister!!

Max: you're like a huge pimple on my ass

Lucas: hmph!

Max: alright! damn

Max: hey

Luna: i won't beg for you to pick up your phone, Max. Not even in this case

Luna: alright, you know you never gave me an actual response regarding college, right?

Max: if i hear the word college again today-

Luna: opportunities don't just happen, you know? I've talked to five different schools and no one wants someone with your history in their student body.

Max: what's new

Luna: Siobhan was kind enough to talk some Britechester men into thinking you're an excellent artist, and they want to see your work.

Luna: if it's good enough, they'll let your awful past reputation as a student and teacher-terror pass.

Luna: they gave you a week. I'll give you an address for you to send your work to, good luck little one-

Lucas YELLING

Lucas: MAX OH MY GOD!!!!! YOU ARE GOING TO COLLEGE!!!!!

Max: you really think this means something? a portfolio in a week, Lucas, it's impossible. plus i kind of… wanted to do all of this on my own? and.

Max: you're not even coming.

Lucas: hey we've talked about this, college is not for me!

Max: yeah but…

Lucas: Max is going to college!!

Max: don't listen to him he's a big crazy lying BITCH

Lucas: MUSHY APPLE?

Elsa: um

Pierce: aw, no thanks

#ts4 #munch #I FORGOT TO TAG #lucas munch #max villareal #pierce delgato #elsa bjergsen

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suchacomet · 2 years

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do you know if the baseball scenes in a league of their own were done by the actresses or by professionals? i can't find articles about it and i'm kind of curious your opinion as a sports person (sorry, i only know you from your analysis posts about the baseball aspects of the series)

omg i’m flattered you think i’m qualified to answer this question… i’m no professional commentator or even really a super avid baseball fan—the most i follow sports is college softball and then i only watch the championships bc godDAMN do those girls know how to play but godDAMN do i not have time to follow a whole season of pro sports—but i’m happy to share my personal beliefs on this topic, which boil down to: a little bit of both, i think!

in a bunch of interviews the actors have talked about doing baseball training and learning to play baseball as part of their prep for shooting the show (for example this interview which also has the bit where kelly mccormack talks about now much fun she had shooting the bar scene w roberta colindrez ❤️). plus there are, obviously, moments where we see the actors playing—scenes that come to mind are jess’s jump + barehand catch and throw to first, max’s barehand catch in the last episode, and the splits catch that one of the other peaches does at tryouts.

but there’s no way they didn’t use stunt doubles, especially for scenes like the runner mowing down carson at home plate or any of the slides. and honestly, most of the pitches, throws, and hits are probably either stitched-together cuts of multiple takes or cgi to get the ball where it needs to go. from a filmmaking standpoint, it’s just impractical to do anything else—no producer wants to do thirty takes of a pitch until it actually is a strike, no actor wants to worry about hitting to center left vs center right when they should be focusing on staying in character and being present in the scene, no editor wants to sift through hours of takes that are unusable because the ball just isn’t where it’s supposed to be.

there are definitely moments where they spliced together a bad play to make it look like a good one. the best example i can think of is this stop from jess:

obviously i can’t be certain, and it could just be the angle of the shot playing tricks on me, but it wouldn’t surprise me if jess/kelly mccormack overshot her lunge in that first wide shot and missed the ball. i can’t quite put my finger on it but it just doesn’t look like she’s gonna catch the ball to me. they cut quick enough and well enough to the close-up where she does make the catch that the audience really doesn’t notice the cover-up (if there actually is one), so it works.

same with this pitch from max! i don’t see anything wrong with the form necessarily but i highly doubt that exact pitch matches the ball landing perfectly in carson’s glove in the next shot. the angle of the ball traveling in the first shot doesn’t match the one in the second shot. but again, with the editing and the fact that what we’re really focusing on in this shot is their faces, it doesn’t register as being faked

also there’s for sure “errors” in some gameplay—i’m at work so i don’t have the time or ability to get screenshots but i distinctly remember someone walking back from running through first on the inside of the baseline/within bounds and being like AUGH NO THEYRE GONNA TAG YOU OUT but no one reacting, and i’m sure if i really thought about it i could come up with more examples. but having been in an editing room many a time, i get having to sacrifice a little bit of continuity or being 100% error-free in order to prioritize the best performances or the pacing of the scene

i don’t think it takes away from the show at all to do this btw! this is a fictional baseball series, not a baseball game. molding the shape of the game and the plays to serve the narrative and reflect the characters is the name of the game. if i wanted to watch people actually play baseball, i’d turn on an mlb game, you know? the baseball serves the story, not the other way around, and if that means cheating pitches and catches then so be it. it’s all part of filmmaking.

all that being said, i DO think the training the actors did does show in the series! it makes them look confident and natural on the diamond. like look at this still of geena davis from the original movie:

i love this movie. i love this movie so much. but jesus christ that is one of the worst batting forms i’ve ever seen in my life. her elbows aren’t bent enough; her back elbow should be angled higher; the bat should be held at a lower angle; her hands should be tucked much closer to her head/cheek area; her stance is too narrow and she looks so off-balance that a breeze would knock her over; she’s got some weird torque going on in her hips and torso that i can’t figure out but it looks a) uncomfortable b) weak and c) like she’s scared of the ball.

compare that to shirley’s form. i love shirley’s form and her batting prep. she lines herself up properly to the plate. she looks back to check her back elbow is in the right place. she leans back into her stance. it’s still stiff like geena davis, but that comes from shirley’s character, not the actor’s lack of skill/familiarity with the sport. and honestly shirley’s whole at-bat ritual with the tapping and the shirt tug and all not only makes sense for her as a nervous, compulsive character, but is SOOOO accurate to baseball players. i had a routine like that (not as complex but the whole having to do the same thing before every swing is so real)

(you know i gotta include a lupe image here) with the angle here it’s hard to tell whether that pitch is actually a strike, but it doesn’t matter bc she looks confident and capable! in her face she looks like she’s putting force into the pitch and with the leg kick, the glove point, and the follow through, she’s believable as a star pitcher

i think that’s the value of training your actors. i don’t think everyone can be, or even should be a tom cruise-type do-all-their-own-stunts actor. to get an entire team’s worth of actors (multiplied a few times, if you went all out and also trained the minor character and all the extras from the other teams) to a professional ball-playing standard, it would take years of training and millions/billions of dollars that i’d rather the production team use elsewhere to make a compelling narrative with high production value. but having the actors do SOME baseball training really pays off in these moments where we feel like we’re actually seeing these women play ball, even when we really aren’t.

i remember watching the original movie and laughing at the characters’ forms. it broke suspension of disbelief for me and again, even though i love that movie, it’s so clear to me that the way the women look (read: pretty/palatable to a cishet male audience) was more important than making them look like ball players. like i said earlier, geena davis looks like a rookie who’s scared of being hit by the ball, which completely undercuts her whole character. in aloto the show, they look like ball players—they look like fucking stellar professional ball players

(credit to @ropoto and @hikarielizabethbloom for the gorgeous gifs!)

#aloto #a league of their own #sorry i am gonna tag all the characters i mentioned here i love to be annoying #jess mccready #max chapman #carson shaw #shirley cohen #lupe garcía #hey nonny nonny #blah.txt

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teeswrites · 1 year

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LN- all roads lead to you

Chapter 2: Austin

A month. A month and 11 days. That was the time since Monza, since Milan, since her, since her kiss. He couldn't help but feel astonished at her act. He was dying to do it, but he didn't want to freak her out, rush things and fuck up everything. He decided to wait but never expected what in fact happened. He still couldn't believe his lips, those ordinary, humble lips had the honor to be in touch with those heavenly pieces of flesh. He also couldn't believe that she was standing there at Austin's circuit in the middle of nowhere in Texas only a few meters from him. Her eyes were fixed on her phone and never, never before, had he wished so badly to be a touchable rectangle. It reminded him about Silverstone in that same year, the first time he saw her.

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Earlier that year: Silverstone Circuit, England.

Lewis could see her small frame perfectly... well, she was with the back turned to him, but the perfect peach-shaped bum was hers and he could recognize it anywhere.

She jumped a little when she felt a pair of hands touching her ribs "fuck" he laughed "Don't do it, maledetto" "Is that Italian? Are you cursing me?" "Maybe. How do you know?" "It felt like an insult" "You deserved it. You know it's easy to scare me" "Sorry for scaring you" He opened his arms inviting her for a hug. She hugged him "So happy you came" "Couldn't miss it" she smiled "Are you okay?" "Yes, super excited, it's home after all" "Correct, Sir" he chuckled "And you?" "Yes, love UK" "You do, signorina" "I hate your Italian accent" "Well, that's not my problem" She rolled her eyes "Rude" he grinned, kissing her forehead "I am going there" he pointed a direction: Mercedes' box "wanna join me?" "Depends. Will you walk as a normal person or ride those ridiculous scooters you and Angela usually use?" he laughed "I can walk" "so I am coming with you" "Lovely" he threw an arm around her neck "Hey, want to go out to dinner tonight?" "sure. Where?" "Sushi?" she said already knowing his answer "Come on! You know I am a vegan" "Yeah. So you order the vegetarian sushi. Vegans eat rice, right?" "Does it really exist? And yes, we eat rice" "Okay. And of course it exists! It has carrots and celery" She paused to think "Or was it cucumber?..." he laughed "Anyway" "Okay. Think I'll accept" She smiled "Great" "Where do you want to go?" "I was thinking about sticking at Nobu" "Nobu. That's a high class place" "Are you in?" "Can I bring Tom Cruise with me?" "Tom Cruise?!" "Yes, he is..." "Lewis!" someone called for him. They both stopped and turned around to see who it was. It was Angela running with all her efforts to reach them. "Hey" "Hey, I was looking for you, need to check a few things. Oh! Gooday, love!" Angela greeted her. She smiled and the blonde one did the same "Hi, Angela" "Can you give us a moment?" "Sure". She stood a few feet from them, not interested in boring subjects, continuing to edit a few pictures on her cellphone.

But she didn't know her frame was being observed again, but now for a different pair of eyes: Lando's eyes. And he wasn't even being discreet 'cause while Max Verstappen talked with him he was clearly paying attention to another thing. The small and beautiful girl standing some miserable steps from him, super interested in her cellphone, was way more attention-attracting than Max talking about how confident about the race he was. And of course, it was noticed "Are you even listening to me?" "I'm..." he finally looked at the Dutchman "...not" "asshole" he laughed "Sorry, something else caught my attention" He looked around, trying to figure out what was more interesting than himself. He found and smirked at his mate. "Okay, I forgive you" the British lad laughed and Max took the opportunity to stare too "Is she going out with Lewis?" Lando asked "No. They're just friends. She is friends with me as well. Plus she's taken already" "Do you know her?!" "yeah. I mean, we know each other, we never properly talked tho" "So you're not friends" "We might have exchanged only two or three words..." "So you're not friends" "Yeah, whatever" silence. He was staring again, Max chuckled "Hot, huh?" he broke the gaze "I... you have a girlfriend!!" "I do, but she's still hot. Kelly told me these exact same words the other day" "No" "She did" he laughed "Yeah... hot" He started again, it was so relieving the fact he could simply stand in there and stare till he didn't want anymore, but he couldn't be more desperate when he heard Max's voice calling the girl "Bro, what are you doing?" He laughed "waving to my friend" "You just admitted you're not friends!" "Shut up!" she looked around to see who called her. She found it. Waved back to Max, blocked her phone, and told Lewis where she'd be, walking towards the duo. "Great, now she's coming over here. Do I still have time to run away?" "Be a man and behave yourself" "Hi!" she stood on her tiptoes and hugged Max "Hey, how are you?" "I'm good, and you?" "Good too, excited for the race" she smiled "I think everyone is" "Yeah!" "Sorry for not seeing you, I was editing some photos" "Nah! Is okay. Photography is your thing, right?" "It's. I need it just as I need air to live..." he smiled "When are you coming to the Netherlands again?" "I'm actually going to Amsterdam soon" "Oh! That's good we may go out someday" "Sure! It'd be nice" "Your boyfriend can join us as well. How's his name? I can't remember" "Hum..." she cleaned her throat "We broke up" she said awkwardly "Oh, no! I am sorry" "It's fine, it was 2 years ago" He started to blush. Lando swallowed the laugh back, content that the karma hit Max back at lightspeed "No! Really sorry, you guys were together for so long" "Max, I'm fine" "Alright..." "Are you still with Kelly?" "Yes! We are pretty solid" "Damn. Thought I could finally flirt with you" "I..." "I am kidding!" she giggled "It's good to hear you guys are still together" "Oh, ok. Yes, that's good news. You can flirt anytime you want, tho. I will just not flirt back" "But what's funny about that?" They laughed. A laugh that was followed by an awkward silence "That's Lando by the way" She looked at him, her eyes on him for the very first time, opening a smile without showing her teeth "Hi! Nice to meet you" "Nice to meet you too" "Hey, guys I probably should get going before Lewis leaves me here" "Yeah, sure" "But it was good to see... and meet you" "Yeah..." She gave him another hug "Can I...?" "Absolutely" she gave Lando a hug as well, she smelled like strawberry lipgloss and expensive champagne "Say hi to Lewis for us" "Sure! And, Lando, can you please, if you see Daniel tell him for God's sake to reply to me" only the stupid of Daniel to not reply to her "consider it done" "thank you so much. Bye bye!" "Bye!" they waved back. Lando looked at Max and poked his chest "You're ridiculous" he busted out laughing " 'Absolutely' and 'consider it done'. Seriously? Couldn't you look more desperate?" 'Thank God she hasn't noticed, 'cause she was too busy flirting with you', Lando thought. "That was ridiculous, man! You just did it to annoy me. She doesn't even seem to like you!" "That's because she doesn't" "I can see why" he muttered "Next time you pay attention to me" "Spoiled" he coughed, Max frowned "Shut up!"

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Present time: Circuit of the Americas, Austin, Texas

"Lando!" Charlotte's voice took him back to reality "Hey..." "Are you ready to press?" "Of course" "you don't lie to me" "I will be. You know I always do" "Great! so you can start formulating how you're going to respond to inconsistency at the beginning of the race in Istanbul" "What!? That spray was scary, I couldn't see anything!" "Now you tell them that" "Sure I will" he grumbled with his iPhone in hands. Of course, texting George was way more interesting "Lando!" "hum?" "Give me that phone" "I don't think so" She took the phone from his hands "Wait! No! Give it back!" "No. Only after you practice what you're going to say" he snorted "Media is a big cocksucker" he muttered "Watch your mouth!" "You are not my mom!" she looked at him, and arched an eyebrow, she had a murdering gaze, daring him with her eyes only to say it again. Lando swallowed dryly "Sorry, Charlie" "It's okay. Just do what I am telling you" "Fine" "Good! See you in 20" "See ya". He turned around to start looking for George and finished telling him about that new level of the video game, but he saw a spot, a spot moving, getting closer, walking towards his direction. He could tell it was a girl, the curves denounced, but he couldn't tell who she was. But she was pretty and as much as she approached he could see her better and want her better. Her black hair, her glowing sun-kissed skin, her voluptuous thighs, and her cowgirl outfit that he, later in that day, would love to take out of her. He had forgotten George already. He also had forgotten about the Italian macchiato, his mind was on the mysterious girl with whom he was ready to start a very flirtatious conversation when he heard a voice. Melodic voice. A voice he wished lived inside his head: her voice. "Seems someone made the blonde lady very angry" and instantly he forgot about the beautiful lady, the one who passed through them without attracting a single drop of his attention "Seems someone is too stupid for daring do that" she giggled "You're suffering the consequences" "yeah" he blushed "it's nice to see you" "yeah..." she bit her bottom lip "what Austin did to deserve your presence here in the middle of nowhere. Nothing against Austin, tho" she giggled "you" he blushed again "m-me...?" "Nah! I have family in Austin. We are here to watch the race" "oh! So you are staying till Sunday?" she raised an eyebrow "I-I mean…tomorrow" he blushed "Still not sure. Why?" "I just.... I was just wondering if you were going to stay and watch the race. It would be nice if you did" he passed his fingertips over his hair, clearly nervous. She smiled softly "I think it's funny how confident and loose you were in that bar in Milan and how you're so introvert and shy right now" "Well..." he giggled shyly "It doesn't have any alcohol at the paddock" she smiled, warmly, a bit disappointed, it wasn't his intention though "Sure! You can't be drunk at the paddock" "Tipsy" he corrected her, catching her attention "I was tipsy" "Of course" he could smell the sarcasm in the words that left from her lips "Oh, come on! You were tipsy as well!" "I wasn't" "What about the beer you paid me?" "Mine was zero alcohol, Mr Norris" "Zero alcohol?! Aren't you a drinker?" "I do drink. But, I drove back to Ravenna that night" "Oh! Fair enough" so she did mean to kiss him "So that kiss..." he said in a low tone "What?" "It wasn't your half drunk neurons" she giggled "No it wasn't. Just yours" He lifted his arms "Guilty as charged" "Bet you work better when you're sober" "What do you mean?" she smirked, "want to go out with me?" "go out?" "Yeah" "Like a date?" "It doesn't have to be. Just go out to drink something not alcoholic. Show me your sober neurons" he smiled "Sure, but..." Of course it had a but "I don't know if I can right now, we have a press conference and... boring pre-race stuff" she smiled warmly, disappointed again "I get it" "Maybe some other day?" "Yeah, ok. Just gimme a call" "alright. But there's a problem" "What now?" "I don't have your number" she smirked again "Do you want my phone number?" "Yeah, so I can call you when I am free" "Will you use my number if I give it to you?" "I intend to" She bit her bottom lip, hesitating "Okay. Where's your phone?" "Is here" he touched his pockets "Or not. Guess I left it with Charlotte. I mean... she took it from me" she sighed, smiling "You're impossible Lando!" he laughed "I am sorry" He took a black marker from his pocket "I have a pen, tho" she stared at the marker and grabbed it, imitating his voice "You have a pen tho" and started writing down her number on his arm. "On the arm" "Yes" "so it will not fade away if I wash my hands" Exactly" he would tattoo those numbers on his arm if it needed to not lose that "Smart lady" "Thanks" they smiled at each other "here's your marker" he gave a look on the numbers still not completely dry, without touching on it. He grabbed the pen, and their fingertips brushed "I will let you do your boring stuff now" "alright" they couldn't break eye contact "see you then" "see you" she smiled breaking their private atmosphere and turned her heels to leave, but he grabbed her waist and pulled her to himself "what..." turning around in a half circle and kissing her lips briefly before she even finished the line. "I..." "That's me being sober" then he smirked, switching the game she started that night in Milan, leaving her speechless and shy, for the first time "plus, you were going the wrong way" she still couldn't speak "oh! Thanks" she smiled awkwardly, "one more thing: I hate alcohol" "Do you!?" he grinned "Yeah" "so why have you drank that beer?" "I thought you were drinking" "So if I jump off the bridge you do it too" "Of course not, I ain't stupid" "okay..." she couldn't be more confused "one day I tell you". He won, 1x1. Her chin dropped, the hope was taken from her. He smirked, walking backward, feeling invincible just as she did with that kiss, but three times more "bye bye" he said goodbye waving to her and leaving. 'How quick his confidence came back', she thought, loving every single piece of that brief moment, touching lightly her lips still tasting like him, wishing it didn't have to be a goodbye.

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Later that day:

She walked downstairs, euphoric, walking as fast as she could, calling the first person on her contacts. She thought Lando had boring pre-racing stuff to do. If placing his beautiful British, F1 driver hands, on one of the Dallas Cowboys cheerleader's waist, a little lower than what was considered ok, was boring and related to F1 she wanted to be a driver as well. And she was very afraid of high speed. Firstly, she thought she was just being jealous, but when the girl threw her arms around him, his neck and shoulders, those she had gripped just a few minutes ago, playing with the curls on his nape, the ones she caressed at that night in Milan, she almost dropped the iced coffees she bought for her and Daniel on the ground.

She listened to a few beeps before the other person on the line picked up "Pronto" (go for it) "Giaro" "Ciao, amore mio! Come stai, principessa?" (hi, darling! How are you, princess?) "Potrebbe stare migliore. E tu?" (Could be better. And you?) "Io vado bene. Benissimo. Cosa succede?" (I'm good. I'm great. What happened?) "Sono sola" (I'm lonely) "Perché non l'hai detto prima!? Dove tu sei?" (Why haven't you said it before? Where are you?) "Texas" "Puoi andare a Amsterdam?" (Can you come to Amsterdam?). She thought about Lando, the cheerleader, then to The Netherlands, Giaro, Martin, Louis, and Julian, all her friends in there and finally answered "Sì. Questo è sicuro" (Yeah, that's for sure) "Allora, si vediamo domani?" (So we see tomorrow?) "Si vediamo domani" (We see tomorrow) Giaro cheered "Mille bacione" (Thousand kisses) "Grazie mille" (Thank you so much) "Arrivederci" (Bye) "Ciao" (Bye) she hung up and took a deep breath. It was done. The first flight to Europe was in a few hours, when the race started she would be at an airport lounge, ready to fly away from Austin, away from him.

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"Hey, hum, Daniel" "Howdy, Lando!" he blinked "I don't know what that means" "What!? It's Texan slang! It's how they say hi in Texas" "I haven't... I didn't see anyone saying this but okay. I am looking for a girl. She's that friend of yours. The Italian one" "Are you looking for her? Bad news. She had to leave" "Leave? Why?" "An emergency" "Is she okay?" "Oh, yes, yes. A photographic emergency" "Oh! Is she coming back?" "Let me be more specific: a photographic emergency in Amsterdam" "Amsterdam?!" "Yes. She has a studio there" "So she's gone, just like that?" "She's probably at the airport, but yeah" "fuck..." He grabbed his phone, pulled up his sleeve, and started to tip the numbers written on his arm "Why are you looking for her, by the way?" "She has something that's mine" his interest "Does she? I didn't know you guys..." But Lando started to walk away from him with his phone in his ear.

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Austin-Bergstrom airport:

She stared at her phone. Unknown number. Funny. On the same day she gave her number to Lando. Wasn't he too busy with the cheerleader? She ignored him. If she picked she would say things she would regret and she really wanted to have the opportunity of kissing him again. Of being that close of him again. To inspect all his details. His skin, his sun freckles, the gap between his teeth... But not that night or the night before. He had to conquer her. Give her a good reason to open herself physically and emotionally. It wasn't going to be like all the guys before him. Not that time.

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"Damn" he snorted:

she hung up.

#lando norris #lando norris imagine #lando norris fanfic #lando norris f1 #l4ndo #lando #f1 #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #sorry again for not posting before

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Aftermath II(big papa 12)

Amber POV

After my outburst, I hastily threw some essentials into a bag and made my way to my parents’ old place. I knew I’d probably just earned myself a permanent ban from the clubhouse with what I’d done. Hell, I don’t even think Gemma’s pulled off the stunt I just did.

Outside, I waited, my nerves frayed, but nobody came out. I couldn’t tell whether that was a good thing— or a bad thing. I nonchalantly looked through a small gap in the door, and I could make out a few members— Jax and Clay weren’t among them. Not wanting to test the waters any further than I already did, I went back home and waited for whatever came next.

The first thing I did when I got back was roll a joint. I was stressed to the max, not only over what had just happened but also everything that led up to this moment of me blowing my top. My hands were shaking, and my thoughts trailed, making it almost impossible to roll a respectable joint, but I managed— even if half of it ended up on my lap. I no sooner sparked it up until I heard the familiar rumble of that old pickup truck turning the corner, announcing Jax’s arrival. I took a few drags as he pulled into the driveway; I’m sure he could see me. He fiddled with something on the passenger seat before he finally got out. He handed me a shake; his expression was surprisingly calm.

“Hey, darlin’.”

“Peach! Thank you,” I coughed, taking the offering and handing him the shittiest joint I had ever rolled and he had probably ever seen.

“So, uh—” he took a slight drag and handed it back, “That was quite the show back there, huh?”

Then, the floodgates opened. Tears streamed down my face as I poured out apologies. “I don’t know what came over me. I just felt so powerless! I didn’t know what to do, but I had to do something.”

“Calm down, babe,” Jax didn’t hesitate; he scooped me up and settled me in his lap. “Shh, it’s alright, my love. I understand,” he murmured, his voice a soothing balm to my shattered emotions. “I think Clay finally realized just how scared you’ve been all this time.”

“I can’t... lose you,” I sobbed, clinging to him desperately. “Without you, I’d truly be alone.”

“I know,” Jax replied, his thumb brushing away my tears before they could fall. “And you won’t. I promise.”

Between sobs, I managed a weak attempt at humor. “So, am I banned from SAMCRO now?”

Jax chuckled, “Actually, no. You got a standing ovation, believe it or not. But more importantly, you got through to him.”

“Clay? I did?” I stopped crying suspiciously quickly. It probably made it seem like I was faking, but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. In my head, I ran a hundred scenarios, but none of them ended with me getting through to Club President.

“Yeah, you did. Sometimes, it takes someone from the outside to make the old man see reason,” Jax mused, leaning in to kiss my forehead. I returned the gesture with a grateful smile. His hand slid down to give my butt a playful squeeze, eliciting a giggle from me.

“I love you, big papa,” I whispered.

“I love you too, darlin’,” Jax kissed my forehead, “But…”

“But?” I reared back, almost expecting him to say something crazy like he didn’t want to be with me anymore.

“But— you really can’t go bustin’ into church like that. Gemma’s been around since the First Nine, and she wouldn’t even pull a stunt like that.”

“So, you’re mad?” I puffed out my bottom lip.

“Not at all. You did what you felt was needed, and if I’m being honest, it was most definitely needed. You just fortified what half the room was thinkin’ anyway. But there are ways— traditions, so to speak, regarding how to approach these types of situations.”

“I got it, babe,” I smiled, “I hear you loud and clear— Don’t do it again.”

“Perfect,” he kissed me on the lips. “You got through to the old man, but he had to get a small win, so I told him I’d talk to you about your actions.”

“Oh,” I chuckled, “So, that’s what that was? Just now?”

Jax grinned back at me, “Exactly.”

“I’m pretty high right now,” I admitted, slurping down my milkshake.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” I repeated, “I think the munchies are coming on.”

“I figured you might say that,” Jax sat me back in my chair and walked to the truck. When he returned, he had a to-go bag with a burger and fries inside. “Tell me I don’t know my sweetheart.”

“If we weren’t already married, I’d propose to you right now,” I joked, taking the bag and digging in. Afterward, I felt a thousand better. We went inside, put on a movie, and for the first time in a long time— I felt relaxed. There I was, nestled in Jax’s arms, knowing that whatever challenges lay ahead, we’d face them together, as we always had. For in the brotherhood of SAMCRO and in the love we shared, there was strength enough to conquer even the darkest of days.

#jax teller fluff #jax teller x disabled reader #jax teller x oc

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cream-and-tea · 1 year

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happy blorbo blursday! let’s say your oc is in our modern world (if they aren’t already). what would they order when they walk into a coffee shop for the first time?

@rydykg

hiii!! happy blorbo blursday and thanks for the ask! decided to do this with the main Lay Me Down cast + some side characters since they live so rent free in my brain lol

AGNES: french vanilla mocha (she gets overwhelmed by all the drink options and someone else has to order for her but after that she’s fine)

PALLAS: you know that one post about a lady who walks into starbucks and asks like. “how much is it to fill a venti cup with expresso?” yeah. yeah that. (fiver tries to talk them out of it but they down the whole thing in like two minutes with seemingly no difficulty)

NINA: london fog with almond milk <3 (she’s the one who found out about the coffee shop and dragged everybody there)

FIVER: caramel frappe with whipped cream (he somehow ends up paying for everyone’s drinks even though no one agreed to it or asked him to)

JUDGE: dark roast cappuccino (her, calliope and max just happen to walk into the shop while the other characters are ordering so they all end up getting coffee together)

CALLIOPE: peach boba tea with lychee popping pearls (they don’t like coffee and the boba shop was on the way)

MAX: hot chocolate (he’s just a little guy)

#anyways the thought of all of them having fun and getting coffee together was very nice and sweet #a good way to start off the day methinks #also it made me think about my modern Regular School Without The Bullshit Apocalypse Magic au which is always a treat <3 #creme gets an ask #wip: ghost story

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Let’s Talk About Coconut Fred

I wouldn't say its been a while since I did a review, but there is a considerable gap between this and my last. A lot is happening in my life, I'm set to finish my last term in grad school this Sunday, I'm waiting for an update on a part time job and I'm gonna celebrate by binging some movies on Tubi and YouTube, and since I'm facing some writers block on my last assignment, I figured I'd vent about something.

Remember Coconut Fred: Fruit Salad Island? Me neither. It was that year I moved into a new house, at that point I was just watching Cartoon Network and never really had a reason to watch KidsWB. First I ever heard of it was by chance when I was googling KidsWB's program list, long before this show became a whipping boy of some degree.

I'll get into a contributing factor to me making this review later, but for now, back then I saw at least two episodes in full, Bad Apple, and something about a tropical resort. I had some experience with the show, and I still feel like there's little to show for it. But let's get right into it.

What is?

The mid-2000s saw a small rise in shows with overly optimistic main characters in summery or tropical settings, ballpark to around 2004 when the SpongeBob movie was released, or perhaps when the show was at its peak, before it killed everyone's brains. It's not definite, but imagine if other creators assumed the show was gonna end after the movie, and they wanted to create the next big thing to fill the hole set to be left, a lot of faces would go red over the hindsight.

The show is credited to two creators, Don Oriolo and Sammy Oriti, with development credited to Ray DeLaurentis. Oriti has a very thin filmography, to say the least. He is tied to two obscure films, and this is the only cartoon he ever worked on. Oriolo has a more interesting past, having worked on Campfire Stories, a cheap horror anthology which is notable for being where Charlie Day met Rob McElhenney, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

However, Oriolo does have some experience with animation, primairly working on The Twisted Tales of Felix the Cat and other stuff relating to the property. Oriti and Oriolo do have a big connection, where Oriti was given a special thanks on Felix the Cat Saves Christmas. Oriolo was also behind I Am a Gummy Bear, the music video and the movie. So, quite an oddball pair and one has dirtier hands than the other.

They conjured up a concept and pitched it to someone in the business, in this case, Ray DeLaurentis, and what has he done? Well aside from some work on the 80s revival of Alfred Hitchcock Presents and Providence, he created and wrote the Bubsy pilot, was a common writer on the later seasons of Fairly Odd Parents, wrote at least one episode for Bunsen is a Beast, also wrote for Shaggy and Scooby Doo Get a Clue, whatever was wrong with it, oh yeah, and he wrote Bah Humduck!, the worst Christmas Carol adaptation of all time.

On the upside he has also worked on Xaolin Showdown and Ozzy and Drix, among other stuff that may be considered decent. It seems beforehand he had worked at Warner Bros. Animation hence how this landed in KidsWB's crosshairs.

What makes this show interesting is that it features both American and Canadian voice actors. Our lead is played by Rob Paulsen, keep that in mind, and I believe one character was played by Danny Cooksey. For the rest, we have Michael Donovan, who has gone between American and Canadian productions, Brian Drummond, the first voice of Knuckles the Echidna, Tracey Moore, one point Princess Peach as well as The Geek from Sam and Max: Freelance Police, Kelly Sheridan, who played Diana in Martin Mystery, Britt McKillip, who played Hannah in the Scary Godmother movies, and lastly Eric Bauza, who just two years prior played Stimpy in Ren and Stimpy: Adult Party Cartoon, and would later lent his voice to Slab in Cans Without Labels, the final nail in the coffin for John Kricaflusi. He's also in far too much stuff to mention. He was once based in Canada, only appearing on Adult Party Cartoon because one of the studios behind the animation was based in that country, and the rest is somehow history.

What About?

This is a comedy involving an overly optimistic and naive coconut attempting to spice up life on a tropical island full of living fruits, and of course one guy will have none of it. It seems every episode operates in a bubble, nothing occurring being of any consequence in another.

The first episode I saw, I forgot the title of, and... it wasn't anything to write home about. It helped introduce me to most key characters, for however basic they are. Not even something made for kids in mind, but are you telling me three dimensions is too mature for children? I'm just saying.

However, it was when I saw another episode that things went south, and I became better acquainted to Fred's brand of annoyance, either that or I saw how weak the writing of the show could be. Latter first, they incorporated a running gag where a bully calls Fred a mean name, but it turns out there is an existing character with that name and Fred assumes that's who he's referring to. The former, it's how Fred goes about carrying out the jokes, naivety can only get you so far, and the only way its constant use can work is if the character happens to be aware of it and is just using it to get a rise out of people. I'm just saying, regardless of it being a TV show sometimes you go through something so many times you attempt to rationalize it so you can justify the time you wasted.

But cards on the table, that was the last episode I saw in full, I gave up on a third one and years later, someone did a review of the show.

That's really all I can say about the show, it's annoying and there's no nuance to it, the plots are too weak to hold over flat personalities, likely dumbed down for a lack of true thought, owed to pedigrees of mediocre productions, or in two instances, having little connection to the medium at all. However, that isn't to say a cartoon is automatically going to suck if someone involved has no experience, but that really only applies to writers.

For instance, there's an episode of CatDog, Sneezie Dog, whose writer only had credits to live-action productions, and that episode was decent. There's a Hey Arnold! episode, Magic Show, written by a novelist who had no other experience with cartoons. It can be done, but it depends on what you're bringing to the table.

This is basically the opposite of Mike, Lu and Og, as in compared to another show set on an island that is considered mediocre at best, this is worse than that. Mike, Lu and Og at the very least had more experienced animators and artists, or maybe I'm trying to say something nice about it before the influx of negative reviews bury it, and because I did a review of it that's now lost to time.

But to give a proper summary, this show is like a beehive on a tree well out of walking range. It isn't doing anything, and interacting with it is always gonna be consequential.

But that's not why we're here

There's a bigger reason why I decided to make this, and why it's classified as a "Let's Talk About" rather than a review. There has been an ongoing stigma against this show, which to this day I still don't understand. This is apparently a rip-off of SpongeBob SquarePants.

Now, look, I'm probably the last person who would ever consider something a rip-off. Hell, I unironically watch Irate Gamer and consider AVGN to be overrated and overprotected, why else do people suddenly not have the time to watch a documentary detailing a decline in quality? My point is, I've stopped taking the rip-off label seriously long ago, so when something is accused of being one, I'm always going to see it with some level of skepticism.

Which is good, because considering this show a rip-off is a stretch so big that it'd be easier to call MrEnter a rip-off of Spax3. It's enough to vindicate the sheer volume of stupid that hit Johnny Test, and many asses are still stinging from that era, at least people are becoming kinder to earlier seasons of it though.

Now, I didn't take it seriously at first, I just thought this was general idiocy on the Reception Wiki's part, which is where I first heard of it, but no, people are dead set on framing it as a rip-off.

But let's look into the accusations, or the bigger ones. They went out of their way to claim characters are rip-offs of others.

Coconut Fred is considered a rip-off of SpongeBob, the character I mean. Coconut Fred is not a frycook, let alone employed in a consistent job. He does not have any hobbies that consist of catching things with nets. He does not have a pet that is the equivalent of a cat. He does not have proper buck teeth. He does not have blue irises. He is not square nor is he a sponge. Also, you're basically implying SpongeBob is insufferably annoying if you think Fred is a copy of him.

Slip and Slide are considered rip-offs of Patrick on the grounds of both being idiots. They're two characters, they have a clear Southern drawl, and few strokes of genius. Otherwise by their logic, every dumb character is a rip-off of Patrick.

Mr. Greenrind, you would think would be considered a rip-off of Squidward, but no, people call him a Mr. Krabs rip-off. I've seen only one episode with Mr. Greenrind, he's not greedy, he doesn't own a restaurant, and basically you've never seen a grumpy man in your life.

This last one is absolutely hilarious, Bingo Cherry, a sentient cherry who can speak proper English and works as an assistant to the lead grump... is apparently a rip-off of a house pet. When I first heard the claim of this being a rip-off, seeing the reasons, I thought it was just an elaborate joke poking fun at the Johnny Test hate crowd, but no, this is considered serious enough.

Next, the setting, Coconut Fred takes place on an island, above water. SpongeBob takes place in a city, under water. Coconut Fred and other characters are fruits, SpongeBob characters are fish or some variation of existing sea creatures.

I'll give the Johnny Test crowd some credit, it's quite a coincidence that the smartest characters in that show happen to be red-heads with glasses, maybe that's why Slip and Slide were considered rip-offs based on that technicality?

But fine, I'll play your game, I'll go one ahead and say this isn't a rip-off of SpongeBob, this is more like a rip-off of Camp Lazlo, but let me explain.

Lazlo and Fred are insufferably annoying naive optimists, Chip and Skip and Slip and Slide are dumb as dirt twins, Mr. Greenrind and Lumpus are grumpy leaders of their base of operations and are at odds with the insufferably annoying naive optimists, and both have impish sidekicks who often side with the insufferably annoying naive optimists.

It's honestly hilarious how people are quick to suddenly make comparisons where they don't usually fit, but are just as quick to ignore more blatant similarities for other characters. For instance, Bessie Higgenbottom and Penny Leftowitz give off some clear SpongeBob and Patrick vibes, and I saw at least one person immediately deny it. Either people are blind or they want to protect those quirky girls Twitter users like to wax over.

Sorry about that tangent, I wanted to get that off my chest for a long while.

Now, you may be thinking that I'm ignoring an elephant in the room, that MrEnter probably got these claims going. But let me say this, he didn't originate many of the attitudes animation fans had at the time, he just helped them to spread. People have already hated Breadwinners and the new SpongeBob episodes long before Enter gave their thoughts, now yes, I hold him up for not helping quell those claims sooner, but there is one person who is consistently credited to getting the rip-off claims going, and what Enter probably referred to in his review.

Not a reviewer, not someone on the internet, but an industry professional.

Rob Paulsen.

At one point, Rob Paulsen claimed that the show was a rip-off of SpongeBob SquarePants, for some reason. Best case, he is unaware of how little braincells the animation community has, I mean why else does AniMat have a following? But look, if you think about either show, it is easy to see where either contrasts.

You compare this show to one where there're more differences than similarities if you think hard enough (which is apparently a sin in the animation community these days), and again, more obvious examples fly right over your head.

It has gotten to a point where people claim this is a rip-off based on Rob Paulsen's word alone. And with that, I'd just like to place myself on the hill I'm ready to die on. Rob Paulsen's an idiot. Either he didn't look deeper into where the claims come from, or he just wants to look cool for animation fans. Either he's stupid, or does not have any grasp on grander implications. He was the same guy who agreed to have any part in Doug Walker's career... I can't think of anything else.

Or maybe most SpongeBob fans aren't very bright. I mean, they can't even detect sarcasm, and they have idiots like MoBros and LambHoot assing it up without remorse. A lot of shit has happened with the SpongeBob fandom over the past few years, and Rob Paulsen gave them more ammunition with the most baseless idea yet.

I'm harping on this because it's dangerous to hold something against the show based on one man's word alone. It's one guy's word, we don't know his philosophy or reason for saying these things, and if it's a joke it would be spread so much that people would forget the meaning it originally had. I mean, for instance, Brian Posehn only dunked on Nickelback because they were overplayed on the radio, and you can fill in the blanks.

Final Thoughts

On any other day, this would just be an incredibly obnoxious show that is rightly ragged on, for better or worse. However, when people decide to base their views of it on what another said, it ruins the prospect, because half the time the grander context is sorely missed. I don't care what Rob Paulsen says, his word is meaningless because it was done for validation rather than seeing what he has done.

This is just a case of favoritism and ignorance. If this was considered a Camp Lazlo rip-off then that would be fine as that and this have too many similarities to ignore. To whoever got those crazy allegations going, I hope their career is as troubled as Cam Clarke's.

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FULL NAME: Caspian Taliesin Dragoumis NICK NAMES: Ian, Cas, Cassie, Shackles AGE: Twenty-four BIRTHDAY: 23rd September SPECIES: Warlock, Order of Nyx OCCUPATION: Apothecary/Potioneer ZODIAC: Libra ☀️ Gemini 🌙 Scorpio ⬆️

+ Intuitive, Resourceful, Innovative, Independent, Fervent, Conscientious, Witty, Attentive, Creative, Dependable

- Sarcastic, Secretive, Sheltered, Dramatic, Insecure, Prickly, Pretentious, Dismissive, Anxious, Prideful

At fourteen Cas’ magic was deemed a danger to the coven and in an attempt to be controlled through a ritual it was twisted beyond recognition. His parents view him as a stain on the family legacy despite it being their intervention that caused him to be permanently tending arcane burns that never heal, always festering, kept from his one true calling: magic. He would have been an incredibly powerful dark Warlock and he wanted it but what a shame, what a shame about that boy.

Cas knows he’s wasted potential.

His left wrist is shackled in burns linked like chains which he has to keep bandaged at all times. To try and limit the spread of the curse Cas is fully tattooed from the same shoulder downward; looping scrolls of protection charms are inlaid with runes to cover his skin with magical ink to keep it at bay.

Ian lives out in the trees in a refurbished A-Frame cabin which is surrounded by one of the wildest thriving gardens most people have ever seen. Prisms hang from the rafters to catch the light and throw rainbows madly across the surroundings, cluttered inside with strange implements and rows of terrariums filled with venomous or poisonous snakes, frogs and insects which he uses in his concoctions.

People will hear haunting violin and piano solos through the trees at night at times, Cas is an accomplished classical musician.

PERSONALITY;

Tends toward introversion and easily tired by a large amount of social interaction. Witty and big-mouthed when he feels comfortable but likely to get flustered and snap at people when things are becoming too much.

Fickle, can at the drop of a hat decide that he’s done with you for the day once his Give Me Attention Meter is maxed. A bit like a house cat. Could be an absolute bloody brat when he felt like it but has mostly grown out of it.

Despite best resistance Cas was born naturally empathetic, tries to rule his emotions best he can. When he was younger if another kid started crying he’d be right along with them, not because he wanted attention but because he just couldn’t not. Has researched how to magically seal up his tear ducts.

Always been extremely aware of many people’s distrust of him and his family, he used to sneer and play it up if anyone tried to talk about the Dragoumis’ and go on the offensive but was affected deeply by it all.

Somewhat fragile health tending toward sickly as he uses up more calories burning through the mark. Hands are never warm, his existence is an endless heat seeking mission. Bruises like a peach.

When he isn’t prone to bouts of insomnia he can take a nap pretty much anywhere. He was once found in a tree after several frantic hours search.

Wears a lot of silver rings and jewellery, usually has his nails painted a dark colour.

WANTED CONNECTIONS;

Voice of Reason or Fellow (Mad)... Scientist/Inventor - Cas just likes to mess with things, it’s in his nature for better or for worse. Magical experimentation is the way forward, he might reverse his condition.

Real World Mentor - He had little training in how the real world works for 95% of people not... blessed... enough to be from a family who utilize their bloodline magic for gain! How the fuck does a mortgage work!?

Old Friends - Someone telling this fool he can’t be an old man at twenty-four, who calls him on his shit because they’ve seen it all before.

Enemies - Well, what’s a bit of murder in the name of ritual gain? His family has enemies and he does too.

Green Thumb - Someone that wants to learn about the garden, this is the main time he shows endless patience.

Exes, FWB, Hook-up plots are open to anyone.

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leclerced · 6 months

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Hi ma’am

Here I am again, this time asking for part 2 of the requested ‘ dirty little secret ‘

Where Charles’s younger sister is famous model, student . And she also hangs out around paddock while studying.

And she posts something about max failing nnn with her

Lets call her Caroline

Can imagine THE Leclerc brothers loudly banging at Maxs door screaming something like “ MAX CAROLINE I KNOW YOURE IN THERE WE JUST WANNA TALK “

And then Charles having to see max getting cozy w his little sweetheart sis around the paddock, fr he would make gagging noises

Change whatever, hope u like it

i've got ideas for part 2 to that already but i like the idea of her posting and them getting caught so i'm gonna do an alternate blurb about them failing and getting caught a different way.

You know those bolo ties they got in COTA? Halloween was a Tuesday and they celebrated then, but she finds a Halloween party that following weekend in Brazil and they go after the sprint. She wanted to match with Max, but couldn't do it without revealing their relationship so she convinced Max and Charles both to go as a cowboys and wear the bolo ties with their costumes and she went as a cowgirl.

Charles notices his sister and bestfriend missing halfway through the night but doesn't think anything of it until the next day when he's laying in his hotel room alone and sees her instagram story. It's a blurry mirror photo from the club bathroom posted last night, captioned save a horse, ride a cowboy. And then in smaller text underneath failed nnn after four days. Despite the man's face being out of the shot, Charles immediately recognizes the unbuttoned shirt that matched his and the bolo tie hanging on the bare chest.

Charles leaves his room in nothing but pajama pants with his phone and two room keys in hand. One of them is her room key, and he goes two doors down and unlocks her door. It's completely empty, so he goes two floors up and finds his best friends room. "Max, Peche! I know you're in there! Open the fucking door! I just want to talk!" His banging on the door causes someone two rooms down to peek out and hush him, but he just scowls and bangs again, "Peche! Open up!"

He hears her muffled voice a moment later, "Cha! Calm down and I'll open the door."

Charles freezes just before he hits it again and drops his hand to his side as he sighs, "I am calm!"

The door cracks and he tries to push it open, but she's leaning her entire weight on it as she pleads, "Cha, don't be mad."

He pushes on the door harder and she stumbles back before someone steadies her, and he sees Max standing behind her half dressed. Charles wants to push him away from his sister as they back away from the door and he steps inside, but he holds himself back. "What the hell?" She blushes and looks back to Max momentarily before she mumbles, "This is why I didn't tell you. I didn't wanna hurt you."

He huffs, "Hurt me? You hurt me by not trusting me. I'm your brother, your best friend. You're supposed to tell me everything. The two people I trust the most aren't supposed to go behind my back."

Max winces, "I would have told you if I didn't think you'd kill me. If not you, Lorenzo."

Peach winces too at the mention of her older brother, "Does he know?"

Charles shakes his head, "Not that I know of. I saw your photo, I recognized the outfit. I cannot believe you would- In public? I should kill you both. What if you had gotten caught?" Max grins and Charles immediately says, "Shut up. Never mind. I'm leaving. We're going to talk about this later when you're dressed."

He quickly leaves the room and Peach spins in Max's arms, "That could have gone worse."

He shakes his head, "I think Lorenzo is going to kill me when he finds out, and Charles is going to help him hide my body."

She giggles and leans up to kiss him as he hands drift down to the waistband of his pajamas, "Guess I better take advantage of your body while I have it then."

Max groans, "How are you in the mood now? I feel like I should be paying someone to create a fake identity so I can hide away for the rest of my life."

Then, the rest of the world finds out when they arrive hand in hand in the paddock. She spends the entire time in the Redbull garage, finally wearing a shirt with Max's number instead of her brother's and Max can't keep his hands off her, much to the chagrin of Charles who is forced to watch the couple on the livestreams. He gets asked about them repeatedly, and eventually retreats to his drivers room so he doesn't have to look at them making out in the back of the Redbull garage.

And of course, he shoots Max a text telling her to stop making softcore porn with his sister when he looks up at the TV in his room and sees that the camera has zeroed in on Max with his sister in his lap, and his hands on her ass. They're just talking, he can tell that much, but he doesn't like the sight of someone touching his sister at all. It makes him want to throw up. He watches on the delayed screen as Max pulls away to check his phone and laughs, then shifts so he can glare at the nosy camera man. It turns away from them a moment later and Charles is saved from the sight of Max leaning in to kiss her.

#mv1 #mv1 blurb #max verstappen blurb #my writing #blurbs #ask #anon

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on the 27th may of 2022, it was this – my 19th birthday, and the first birthday that i would spend outside of my home country and away from my family and close friends. and yet, this birthday was so so incredibly special and has become a core memory to me <3

i woke up early (maybe around 7) to catch an early screening of broker in the palais. walked down to get some breakfast (a croissant or two! they were so great) and ran into a friend who was also going to the very same screening, so we decided to go together, and we got REALLY good seats up in the balcony! there was a scene in the film that made me particularly emotional because of the timing – the characters were in a hotel room and were going around telling each other “thank you for being born.” it was so so sweet and to hear that on my birthday brought tears to my eyes :’)

after that i left to attend the broker press conference in the same building – and i remember this image so vividly in my mind – i walk towards the crowd and i see them, and i think marianna spotted me too, so when i got to them everyone was all bright smiles and wishing me happy birthday!! also apparently the company put out a facebook post wishing me a happy birthday and vic and beryl managed to see it NFDJSKNFJ and vic proposed to get food and continue our gelato hop (that we’ve been doing here and there whenever we got the chance to meet hehe) we made some new friends in line too it was lovely. can u imagine getting to see iu, hirokazu koreeda, song kang ho on ur birthday?? alsa, marianna was so sweet and was translating french translations back to me in english :’)

after it ended, i ran into iana (again!! for the second time!!) outside and talked to her about the film, where she was then asked by a nearby korean tv reporter (was it kbs? can’t recall exactly but i know it was a notable station) to talk about her thoughts on the film! after that, she left and my friends caught up with me, and we explored the WHOOOLE palais building (top to bottom because the festival was ending!!)

we had pizza lunch afterwards (with marianna, ariane, johana, dom, and another girl) and then we got some gelato after!! i went back to the apartment and took a fat nap right before dinner, when colleen woke me up and said “let’s go! we need to go get dinner! they’re already waiting for us!” and i’m like “who? what’s happening??” turns out colleen arranged with vic, marianna, johana and ariane to go get a little birthday dinner with me, and max tagged along a little later! they then got a little tart with a HUGE sparkly candle on it and sang happy birthday :’)) and then because most everyone had seen broker the day before they all said “thank you for being born” to me and my god it was the sweetest birthday celebration i’ve ever experienced :’))

after that, the girls went back to the residence while vic max colleen and i were DEAD SET on going gelato-hopping around the town; there were so many good spots and so many good flavors! we went to 4 (four!!!) different spots and i got all sorts of flavors (lavender, peach, vanilla, coffee), it was heavenly. by midnight to 1 am ish max left to go to a bar so it was vic, colleen and i left at amurino, and we ran into beryl and her friend again at the last gelato spot. as if the day wasn’t crazy enough, LIZA KOSHY showed up to get gelato there too!!

the takeaway of all this is that i can’t believe that my birthday became such a special, special thing while on my trip to cannes. i hadn’t expected ANYTHING like that at all, but the fact that these people who i had only known for like 2 weeks decided to do this for me and were adamant about it was so heartwarming! like i was spending my birthday with someone i had JUST met that day, and he and i continue to stay in touch!! these people were complete strangers to me just two weeks before but there and then they had become part of such a core memory to me. i felt so, so loved <3

27/05/2022

#what moves you today?

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ledenews · 1 year

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Nailers’ Tyler Drevitch: ‘Take Someone Close to You to Battle with You’

Grow it goofy is his strategy. That way people will ask, and when they do, awareness is raised. At least that’s how Tyler Drevitch goes about raising funds for the “Movember” Foundation, and this year he’s concentrating on raising mental health awareness. The foundation promotes the “Movember” event – and the growing of mustaches – to raise money to boost awareness of men’s health issues. He’s been a “Mo Bro” for three years now. “It’s really cool that so many of my teammates join in because the more money we raise, the more awareness we can raise, and that’s what’s more important than anything else,” said Drevitch, a forward with the Wheeling Nailers. “It’s a fun way for us to make people think about a very serious issue in our society, and when that happens, hopefully, people discuss the issues and maybe someone will get the help they need when that happens. “You can’t always see someone’s mental health and how they are doing,” he explained. “It’s a big thing and that’s why you’ve seen people be so much more open about it in the past few years. In every corner of life, people are battling the issues they have, and they deserve our support. More than 50 percent of all Americans will be, at some point during their lives, diagnosed with a mental illness, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. “It’s very likely that you have no idea that someone close to you is experiencing some issues,” Drevitch said. “In some cases, they are battling themselves and even their best friend or spouse might not ever know. That’s why I want people to know it’s OK to ask for help. Have a conversation with someone because it’s going to help, trust me. Take someone close to you to battle with you.” “My goal was to raise $500 last year, and I ended up raising a total of $700, and that was great and very much appreciated,” he said. “So far this year I have raised about $300 and it usually picks up toward the end of the month, and that’s a very good thing because this year’s goal is to get to $1,000 raised.” Gianluca Esteves, Dreitch, Justin Addamo, and Bobby Hampton are showing off their mustaches at the rink. Team Effort But here’s the problem … not every Wheeling Nailer can grow a mustache. “Yeah, but the peach fuzz is cute,” Drevitch said with a healthy giggle. “They’ll get there one day.” The Nailers, now 5-7 and in fourth place in the ECHL’s Central Division, will play the Indy Fuel on Thanksgiving Eve (7:10 p.m.) and Toledo this Sunday (4:10 p.m.) at Wesabanco Arena. The fans in attendance will be reminded of Drevitch’s fundraiser and he hopes they will support him as well. “The fans supported me last year through donations, but I’m really hoping they grow crazy mustaches, too,” he said with a snicker. “It’s hard to tell on the ice, but I do hope they are having fun with it so people ask about it. When that happens, that’s when we can explain it and that spreads awareness all over the place. Max Johnson is another Nailer supporting Drevitch's Movember effort. “It’s all about getting people to talk about it because, for far too long, people have only whispered about things related to mental illness because they’ve been embarrassed. Well, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about at all,” Drevitch said. “All the fans have to do is find the link I have online and that’s how they can donate to what we’re doing.” His “Mo Bro” profile states, “$50 can help prepare a man with a plan on how and when to reach out to a friend who’s struggling with their mental health through the Movember Conversations program.” “I want to try to double it every year, so we’ll see if I am successful,” Drevitch insisted. “Almost half of the team is in on it this year and that’s really a cool thing because I believe mental illness is something that touches all of our lives. “We may not talk about it much, but it’s inevitable these days, I believe,” he added. “So, if we can get someone that help by growing crazy facial hair, why not do that?” Read the full article

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danganronparegretspastsins · 2 years

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(Now Playing: So Boring)

I walked into the dormitories and sat against the wall, grumbling to myself. The more I talked to these people, the more they all got on my nerves. I looked around the dorms to try and get myself under control, since I didn't really want to snap at anyone again.

The walls were a cool blue gray, with black and white tiling on the floor. Eight doors stood in front of me, with four to the sides. Behind me was the entrance. The doors each had a pixel chibi picture of someone on the fronts, with a small nameplate beneath each one. I recognized most of them as the people I'd seen here, with only a handful I didn't. If I didn't see them in the other rooms I was in, that meant everyone else was in these dorms.

Do I really want to talk to more people? I asked myself, already knowing the answer was hell no, or at least, not yet.

Of course, I knew that if I stuck around, I'd have to interact with them sooner or later, and since this place was so cramped, I'd have to run into them anyway. I sat there in silence, collecting my thoughts so far.

Kikuchiyo was kind of sketchy, and definitely a little clueless, but in hindsight, he didn't seem like much of a threat. Eto was OK, I guess; he was chill enough, and that was more than fine for me. Mafuyu rubbed me the wrong way, being so friendly so soon, but he didn't seem too bad.

Yasashī was a lot less annoying than I'd expect from such a famous Ultimate. I would have thought he'd let the fame get to his head, but even though he was a bit of an airhead, he seemed like a sweet one. I couldn't say the same for Mahoka, though... I could already tell she would get on my nerves with her peppy ditz shtick. At least Mirai was a lot more level headed; I think if Mahoka was on her own, she'd wander off a metaphorical cliff. Or maybe even a literal one, if we weren't in an enclosed space.

I did not like Hideko in the slightest. I talked to her for two minutes max, and she proved to be incredibly obnoxious. I wanted to stay out of her way as much as possible, and that was that. Yumemi was better, but still a different kind of obnoxious. Who talked like that on a regular basis? Mikazuki was fine, and another level head was always welcome.

But my main concern was my mom and dad. Did they know where I was? Did they get attacked too? I hoped they were OK, even as the lump of worry dug into my stomach as if it had claws.

Before I could start making myself anxious again, I went up to a random door with a pixelated face I didn't recognize and knocked. I didn't want to think about what might have happened to them if I'd been kidnapped, and better to be annoyed than paranoid.

I didn't hear anything, but soon after, a young lady with curly black hair and pale green eyes wearing a somewhat rumpled blue dress shirt under a gray hoodie, a pale peach skirt, and brown shoes opened the door. She had light blue headphones around her neck, and they looked pretty worn down. Her eyes were baggy, haphazardly covered up with a thin layer of make up.

"Oh. There are more people here." She said flatly. "Dang it, if I was gonna be kidnapped and put in a weird place like this, I would have at least appreciated not having to talk to anyone..." She murmured to herself.

"I don't mind leaving you alone after this, I just... Wanted to get my mind off something." I knew I was no social butterfly, but I preferred talking over feeding the pit in my stomach.

"... OK. Hope I helped." She moved to close the door, but I stopped her. Her expression soured, but she didn't try to close it again. "What do you want?"

"Just your name and talent, that's all." I said.

"... Hotaru Nami, Ultimate Customer Service Operator." She said.

Hotaru Nami: Ultimate Customer Service Operator

(Voice claim: Hana Kongou, from Brave Danganronpa: Coward's Paradise)

Hotaru picked up her headphones and slipped them over her ears. "OK, you have my name and talent. Bye." She closed the door on me with a thud. A little rude, but I guess I wasn't in any place to complain about that.

Still feeling that dread, I knocked on another door. I heard nothing, but when I turned the knob, I noticed the door was unlocked. I opened the door carefully, not wanting to give anyone else a rude awakening. Looking inside, I saw a fairly basic dorm room. A bed with blue bed sheets and two fluffy white pillows, a bedside drawer, some shelves holding a handful of books and glass decorations shaped like a firework explosion. The walls were the same dark blue as the sheets, and the floor was dark orange carpet. Another young woman laid against the wall.

She had bright orange hair in two buns, and she wore a dark blue tank top with an orange and blue firework pattern on it. Her sneakers and shorts were also dark blue, with orange socks. I walked over to her and nudged her awake.

"Ugh..." She looked up at me. I noticed her freckles, and she had blue eyes.

"Hey, are you OK?" I asked.

"I'm fine... Who are you?" She asked. I could already tell she was a little wary, judging by the way she shifted away from me.

"... Yashiro Fuyuki. Ultimate Knife Thrower. How about you?" I messed with my holster, feeling myself tense up in turn.

"Hm. I see. Well, my name is Yoyo Kuno. And since you were gracious enough to give me your talent too, I'm known as the Ultimate Pyrotechnics Expert." She said.

Yoyo Kuno: Ultimate Pyrotechnics Expert

(Voice claim: Seaweed Soup, from Food Fantasy)

"Pyrotechnics, huh?" I said. "That's an interesting talent."

"Thank you. But getting to more pressing matters, it's clear we've been kidnapped. You've obviously been awake much longer than me; have you found any leads?" Yoyo said.

"Nope, sorry." I let myself relax slightly. Yoyo wasn't going to waste my time, at least. "There's a lot of other people here, but none of them have been much help. Everyone has the same story of getting knocked out after being invited to the museum for a field trip. It's the same for you too, right?"

"Yes, actually. That's unfortunate." She sighed. "I'll have to explore on my own, then..."

"Good idea. You're a lot more cool headed than I'd expect from someone who works with fire." I said.

Yoyo scowled at me slightly, then let out a huff. "If I had a nickel for every time I heard that... Why do people assume that if you work with fire, your temper reflects that? I swear that Onizaki or Chikatilo are going to make a mess of themselves one of these days..."

"Fair. I'll get out of your way, then. I hope you find something more useful than I did." I said, then walked out. Yoyo followed shortly after, then left the dorms entirely.

As I left, I noticed someone else sitting outside her room. She had long blonde hair and bright pink eyes with round, thick glasses. She wore a crisp white dress shirt with a pink polka dot bow tie and a pink suspender skirt. A necklace with a prism pendant was around her neck. Her white socks had a clear scalloping pattern at the hem, with shiny black Mary Jane shoes. The girl was sitting on the floor, a brown purse sitting beside her with its contents meticulously laid out as she inspected each of them carefully. I was no bag expert, but I was also baffled at how much this lady managed to cram into her purse.

"Oh no... This is going to mess my schedule up so badly..." She murmured, picking up and flipping through a planner.

"You've been kidnapped and your first thought is to worry about your itinerary?" I said.

"Ah!" She flinched, knocking over a handful of pens, then quickly rearranged them. "Oh, uh, hello! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there."

She carefully placed her stuff back in her purse, then stood up. "I should introduce myself. I'm Ayami Iwa! Ultimate Party Planner, at your service."

Ayami Iwa: Ultimate Party Planner

(Voice claim: Yukiko Amagi, from Persona 4)

(AN: Skip to the English version for her VC.)

"Yashiro Fuyuki. Knife Thrower." I said. "Nice to meet you."

"Likewise!" Ayami said. "Uh, but... You mentioned being kidnapped?" She tugged at her purse strap anxiously.

"Well, unless you weren't knocked out like the rest of us, yeah." I said.

"I knew it... Oh no..." Ayami muttered to herself, taking out a notebook and one of those pens with different ink barrels inside, flipping through it. "I have no clue how long I've been knocked out, or where we are, or if I can get back in a timely fashion-"

"OK, I asked this before, but I'll say it again: we've been kidnapped for no reason, and you're worried about your schedule?" I deadpanned.

"It's not like I'm not worried about my well being!" Ayami said sharply. "But I have a very meticulous schedule, and it frazzles me so badly when it gets thrown off... I can't even plan around this, there's no way to tell how long we've been out..."

"... Skewed priorities aside, do you have any clue about what might be going on?" I asked.

"Not really... I woke up in that room only a minute or two ago, and I was taking stock of my purse. My phone was stolen, so I wanted to see if anything else was." Ayami said.

"Wait... Crap, my phone-!" I checked my pockets to find that my cellphone was also gone. "Damn it...!"

"Have you, um, seen anyone else here? Or is it just the two of us?" Ayami asked, looking away. It was blatantly obvious she wanted to shift the topic.

"Tch... There's other people, yeah." I said. "No real point in talking to them. They're just as clueless as us."

"Well, I wouldn't say there's no point. It's never a bad idea to pool your findings." Ayami replied.

"There's four rooms in this place and sixteen people. You really think someone might have missed something in such a small space with so many people?" I crossed my arms in annoyance.

"There are clearly sixteen rooms here, and if you met people outside, wouldn't that probably mean they haven't looked around their rooms? Even if it is just the dormitories, not everywhere's been explored." Ayami said.

"... I guess." I messed with the knives in my holster anxiously.

"Right! I'll go see if anyone missed anything. See you later, Yashiro!" Ayami picked up all her stuff, then walked out the door.

I sighed as she left, tired of this situation. And of course I still had to have three people left to talk to... Maybe I could just walk out back to where I woke up and chill there for a while, assuming no one else had gone there-

Another door next to me opened. Just great.

#Prologue: A War of Hope and Ideals #Yashiro Fuyuki #Hotaru Nami #Yoyo Kuno #Ayami Iwa

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valenhell · 3 years

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From the studio that brought you “I can’t find good Byler fics in the ao3 tag”, comes:

"The Definitive Byler fic rec list"

Literally no one asked for this but because I spent the majority of last year (...and 2019, and 2018...) reading byler fics and coping with life, I thought I’d make a list of some of my absolute favorites.

The other day I was basically starving for some byler fics and the angel @magicalfairy provided me with some of her faves so I thought I’d do the same, because I love reading, and I love all of these fics and I appreciate their writers💗 And fic writers in general, come on!

- This is a mix of long works and one-shots/short stories. - Everything is mostly fluff with a tad of angst and a lot of internalized homophobia conflict. - Every fic is completed, except for the ones I mention that they are not. - I try my best to lay out the stories in a way that I won’t spoil you the plot but also warning you of some stuff you might don’t like. Either way, all of these fics are correctly tagged by their respective authors/owners, so read at your own risk. For better understanding, in between brackets I denote Rating, Words and quantity of Chapters. - I feel like I should clarify, none of these are narrated in the singular first person. None of that “And I told him...”, no.

Long fics

a dream always the same (T, 99k, 35 chapters) What happened in those few weeks between the Battle of Starcourt and the Byers leaving Hawkins. Literally a satisfying and very needed fill in of season three, with a good dose of Mike’s thoughts and conflict. Mike’s characterization is specially amazing in this one. The writing style is amazing and I know the author put everything into making it historically accurate, and it was really sweet. You probably read it, it’s by the amazing sevensided here on Tumblr🧡

Spring Break (T, 120k, 14/15 chapters) The slowburn of my dreams. Lots of internalized conflict and conflict with each other. Conflict within the Party (uhh kind of), conflict with Mike and Will. Byers family has moved and the kids are visiting! Chaos. Characterization is on point. Yeah, I know it’s unfinished, but the fourteenth chapter actually serves as a pretty nice ending.

This is where it starts (M, 148.8k, 24 chapters) Aged up characters. The Party is in college and Will disappears again, but now it’s different. Mike knows he didn’t vanish from thin air, and the discovery he and the Party end up making is pretty insane. Mystery solving/fantasy/third dimension, throw in a bit of D&D and Mike realizing some shit, and you get this marvelous fic. It’s a breath of fresh air. The world building is definitely one of the elements that stands out the most, because it’s very nicely described, it sounds like a dream and it’s completely immersive. Absolute gem of a fic.

there’s a Starman waiting in the sky (M, 30.6k, 8 chapters) Do I need to say anything? Will is out there living his best life and Mike realizes that wow, umm, maybe his best friend looks a bit too nice with that costume... and wait, is he getting horny? It’s actually really fun and sexy.

The Evening Speaks (T, 23k, 7 chapters) In where Mike is a late-night college radio host and Will is the art student that stays up till late to catch up with Wheeler on the Mic. They flirt through songs y’all, this one is really sweet.

heads or tails? (E, 24k, 3 chapters) Aged up characters. I know most people don’t enjoy sex in fics and with specific characters but this one is insanely well written. It’s a slowburn that commits to the tension and with every word you are grasping and anticipating their next move. I think you can find the author here on Tumblr as yousaidyes🧡

The Man of Average (M, 56.7k, 5/? chapters) Aged up characters. No but you don’t understand, the writing here is absolute gourmet. The story is exciting as well, it’s super interesting. Weirdly enough, for being very aged up characters, they are well characterized but they don’t feel like teenagers. They are naturally Mike and Will. The author really captured Mike and Will’s essence. I know, it’s unfinished and it’s updated very rarely, but this is the typical fic you can’t believe someone just posted on the internet for free. I will say though, I think it’s definitely not for everyone. Read at your own risk.

Heartstrings (E, 82.8k, 24/? chapters) Aged up characters. By the same author of The Man of Average. A collection of memories, the road to Mike and Will’s happy ever after. And fucking hell!!!!! You’ll cry and get angry, you’ll cheer for them, then you’ll want to crash their faces together because god dammit you love each other!!! But yeah, same thing here. The writing and the way the story is laid out as a nonlinear narrative is brilliant. And I also think this is one of the best Will versions I’ve read. The author might as well be the og creator of this two characters tbh. You can find the author here as mylesimeblr🧡

Sinners behind the walls (T, 1.5k, 1/1) And because I can’t stop recommending this author, a little thing of Mike tormenting himself but also being too deeply committed to Will.

The Red Envelope series (T/E, 167K, two completed works) Something happens that Will thought was impossible and from there, pure drama and romance. Anything by this author has the potential to become your absolute favorite fic, but this series in particular is amazing. I doubt that any of you haven’t read this, but it doesn’t hurt to put it in this list. I’m pretty sure the author is serendipitous-magic on Tumblr🧡

A New Fight series (T, 91k, two completed works, one WIP) And finally the Star Wars AU that we all needed. But this isn’t your typical “Mike is Han”, “Will is Leia” and “El is Luke”, it’s way more interesting than that, and the author has appropriated the Star Wars world like no other. I’ll admit I’m not a 100% fluent in SW lore but this is amazing to me either way. This author is also on Tumblr, tea-for-one-please🧡

- Yes, most of these are (if not all), in a way, canon compliant/canonverse/canon continuation into fanon. (In a way)

One-shots and short stories

Sundae for Two, Please (G, 4.8k) Steve being the supportive friend and older brother these kids collectively need. (not Jonathan erasure, we love him). Steve is very sweet himself, and this little cute thing through his POV is gorgeous. Yes, it’s byler.

Backstage (T, 10k, 2/2) Jonathan, you forgot to mention to Will how hot your new band’s guitarist is, dude. Now he’s hyperventilating and weirdly flirting with him in the corner. Background Stonathan because why not.

102 Peach Street (G, 3.8k) Established relationship, but not only that, they are married :’’))) PURE fluff. Extreme fluffiness. Diabetes.

sweatshirts and bottled up feelings (T, 3.2k) Or, Mike thinks that the sweatshirt Will wears looks insanely good on him. And kitchens are for lovers.

kiss it better (T, 16.3k) Basically one of the best character studies of a few precise moments of Mike and Will’s relationship and feelings.

will wonders ever cease (T, 11.3k) #i ship will and happiness. Omfg what a beautiful piece of fanfic. Will centric, this kid really deserves all the good in the world.

The Calm After the Storm (T, 1.6k) Tooth rotting fluff, boyfriends in love. Boyfriends being lazy, cuddling, love words, kisses. Boys loving each other’s company... Basically, Mike and Will in their element. What more can you ask for?

neither of us ready to let go (T, 4.8k) That scene from season three, but a bit of a fix it.

Still in love (G, 1k) Domestic, married life au fluff. Y’all, I’m a sucker for established Byler, even if I can’t find many fics with it. But this is very sweet. It takes place in 2020, but I don’t think there are any mentions of the COVID-19 crisis that I remember.

I Nver Find Out ‘Til I’m Head Over Heels (G, 12.5K) Classic 5+1 fic. If you haven’t read it, where have you been? This is your moment. In where Mike keeps inviting Will to the school dances and Will thinks it’s just a joke until he realizes it’s not.

Before You’re Gone (T, 5.9k) Will is leaving Hawkins and Mike thinks this is a great moment for a confession. This one I discovered last friday, thank you friend @magicalfairy 💗

You’re weird Wheeler (M, 4.5k) Mike unintentionally starts a tradition of going to each other to talk about their sexual encounters just after they finish. Will keeps getting more explicit with the details he shares, and he makes his best friend interested. This one is really fun y’all.

Out-Of-Town Friends (N/R, 4.6K) It’s not rated. I haven’t re- read it but I’d say it would probably fall in a T rating. So cute!! Will has new friends and sneaks off every friday and the Party doesn’t know where he is going, so Mike decides to follow him and is surprised.

Snowed Under (G, 1.3k) By the same author of The New Fight series. Mike is spending christmas by himself in college because a snowstorm hits Chicago and Nancy can’t drive to see him, but then he has a surprise visitor. Ahhh just a lil sweet holiday fic. Super cute.

you love me anyway series (T, 7.1k, three completed works) Literally just the cutest thing ever. Established Byler. Will loves to take pictures and he loves taking pictures of Mike. It’s adorable.

you wanna be friends forever (i can think of something better) (T, 9k) This one is so amazing. So. Amazing. From Will’s POV, my kid deserves the world and he gets it.

okay not to be okay (T, 4.9k) Mike is a bit sad but then everything is okay.

can’t hold out forever (G, 18.4k) Y’all!!!!! 5+1 sweetness. Mike has been falling in love since kindergarten. And it’s long af, you’ll enjoy it.

even if it takes forever (G, 1.3k) College short AU, they miss each other, they love each other, they promise all to each other. It is sappy y’all.

clear as day (N/R, 18.4K, 4 chapters) It’s not rated, but I’d say it falls in the T category. Strangers to friends to lovers. And also, everyone is pretty gay; we have our dynamic trio Mike, Max and El as disaster lesbians (and gay). Will works at the library and he is also gay. Lucas and Dustin and Will are the best friends we needed. It’s very sweet and the Party is kind of formed here!

I went overboard with the one-shots, so you must have realized how much I love long one-shots and I favor them over long works lmao but they are all amazing!!! If it’s on this list, I probably read it at 2 am, sobbing in my bed. So. Hope you enjoy it☺️🧡

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just-a-fun-loving-girl · 3 years

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Friends in need// m.w

Max Wolfe x reader, platonic

Warnings: allusions to drugs, mentions of underage drinking

“-A Manhattan Maxploration!” Y/n heard as they were walking to the courtyard.

Y/n hummed announcing their presence, “I feel like if I asked about this Maxploration, I’m gonna regret it.”

Max slightly smirks and turned to the y/h/c, his best friend. “Well, I’m helping JC here with her problem.”

Y/n scoffed and walked down the steps to face JC, “Best way to get over someone is to drink yourself to hell, alone.”

“Alone-” Monet started. Y/n raised their hand in signal to stop the girl from continuing. “Yes, alone, in a bar with the bartender listening to your problems.”

Y/n stops and think for a moment before adding, “Or we take a page out of Serena Van der Woodsen’s book and make you an all round party girl. Show the world that a boy is not gonna stop you from living your life.”

“Yes!” Max exclaimed. “A party. Letting people who you are,” he added looking JC up and down. “And no one knows how to party better than us,” he boasts, putting his arm around y/n. “Document everything,” Monet said with Luna nodding in agreement.

“Do it for yourself,” Audrey starts, “don’t document it.” She finished earning some simultaneous disagreement from Monet and Luna.

“Document it.”

“Oh my god, document it!”

Y/n turned their head to the two girls behind them, “No, Audrey is right. Don’t document it.” They clicked their tongue and turned their gaze back to JC, “you will be having too much fun to document it. I will deal with showing the world.”

“Also, not only I will post it on my social media, I will also make sure it’ll end up in magazines and such like Serena Van der Woodsen, you know before Instagram was a thing.” Y/n explained.

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Hours later…

“She definitely looks like she’s having fun,” Y/n said to Max who hummed in agreement. The two are sitting in a booth watching their friend JC dance and have fun.

“I know,” he said, capturing the essence in front of them and posting it in his Instagram story. y/n did the same thing and lifted their arm to take a selfie of them and Max to post. Afterwards, they looked around saw the person they were waiting for, “Perfect,” y/n said, smiling.

“What?”

“The paparazzo that always seems to find me no matter where I am in the world is here,” y/n explained while getting up from their seat. Y/n is a renowned model and a rising actor; not to mention, child of a famous former actress turned fashion designer and a wealthy businessman, so they’re always bombarded with questions and paparazzi. Always in the spotlight.

“You invited a paparazzi?” Max asked after denying the waitress offering some medicinal things and suggesting for it to be offered to JC.

Y/n took a deep breath and turned to him, “Of course not. All I did is post where I am. And now, it’s time for Julien to end up in some paparazzi style spotlight.”

“Genius,” Max complimented. Y/n smiled, placing their hand on his cheeks, “I know.”

Y/n grabbed Julien’s hand and brought her to the middle of the floor whilst grabbing a bottle of champagne. Y/n shook the bottle and gave it to the girl who opened it, showering the people surrounding them with the drink. After a couple seconds, Max joined the two. The paparazzo caught the whole thing and Y/n is pretty sure that’ll be some serious headline along the lines of ‘New York’s Elite It girls partying too hard’ or ‘New York’s Elite gone wild’ or something.

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After a couple minutes, Max came up to Y/n grabbing them towards JC and him. “What’s up with you two?”

JC gestures behind them and y/n saw, “is that your dad? On a date?” JC nodded still staring at the couple.

“How about you?” Y/n asked the boy looking down on his phone. He showed the screen to them in response. “Wow!” They continued, “I’m gonna guess you both want to do some research on this.” Both nodded and Y/n grabbed their phone from their purse and started investigating the blonde girl.

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A day later…

Y/n groaned as they heard a knock coming from their living room. They have been busy with photo shoots all day and interviews too, they already missed a Broadway or something play that Max invited them to due to it. They’re extremely tired and want to just have some peach and quiet but it seems the world has other plans.

The knocking continues prompting them to say, “I’m coming. I’m coming.”

Y/n opens the door and in front of them made her eyes widen a little, “Rafa- I mean, Mr. Capaross.” Y/n greeted their teacher.

“Evening Ms/Mr y/l/n,” he greeted back, “I believe he asked for you.” He added gesturing to the crying and possibly drunk, high 18 year old boy sitting on the floor. “Max,” y/n gasped. “What happened?”

“It seems there’s some trouble with his dads. Family stuff,” the teacher replied. Y/n nodded and thanked their teacher who left after making sure the boy is situated in y/n’s place.

“Your parents not home?” Max asked. Y/n shook their head and replied, “Nope. Mom is in Paris reviewing clothes, dad is in New Zealand handling some business stuff.”

“Are you okay?” y/n asked after a pregnant pause. Max shook his head and buried his head onto the pillow. “Wanna talk about it?” Max shook his head and mumbles incoherently. Y/n stood up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen.

A few moments later, y/n emerged from the kitchen with two bottles of water and a whole sheet of cake. They handed the brown haired boy a bottle and a fork. “Well, I guess we can eat some carbs,” y/n started, “I’m not gonna force you to talk if you don’t want to.” Max looked at his friend and smiled a little taking a bit out of the cake. The whole night the two spent eating all of y/n’s junk food and Max confiding in his friend.

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