#Australian fandom

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

south africa but i've never been there also i'm drinking

HELLO MAGGOTS this is the good omens mascot here hello hello. my psychiatrist just spent today telling me how I won't be able to be out in college when it starts in May and I'll be misgendered etc etc it's all a good time. So my solution:

My darling cousin @imchronicallyonlinesowhat (the one who thought Sir Terry Pratchett looked like Sudha Murthy, was a kindly old woman and was married to Neil Gaiman because their book cover fonts were similar, OG maggots know the PAIN) who lives in South Africa asked me to make a South Africa post. FYI, she's moving to Australia for college, so you can be assured I shared my Australia posts with her she is SO prepared she won't say marmite instead of vegemite and she knows the Wibbles are inherently sexual. SOUTH AFRICA (I've only had a teeny weeny bit of cheap ass wine so far):

There a lot of white people there it's ineffable. There are enough of them there that my cousin regularly talks about not ever marrying someone who doesn't have some masala.

Afrikaans is a gorgeous language. I thought my cousin was showing me her Afrikaans notes once. She wasn't. It was her English notes, she just has the most illegible yet neat handwriting in the world.

They don't say yo but they say YOH and it sounds very much like a bass drum.

People at my cousin's school pump their hands in the air while saying jesus-jesus.

There's a trio of white boys that rule the school kind of like a genderswapped mean girls. They all look the same haircut-wise, they're Catholic and they're called the Triumvirate.

I'm realising here that my knowledge of South Africa is limited to cuzzy's school. But the wine is shit and I promised my blood-relative so I am continuing.

The books are fucking expensive and so everyone has to pirate shit. This sounds like the US.

Everyone is TALL. Like VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY TALL. The standard of height is insanely different from India. TALL.

If you don't have a last name you're going to get into legal trouble.

The no hat no play rule applies here as well as Australia apparently.

The wine cost like 2.5 dollars in USD if my conversion rates are correct, it smells like battery acid and tastes of rotted grapes. Nothing to do with South Africa, it's just that I cannot remember a single other thing about South Africa other than it's a country in Africa that's presumably in the South.

My braincells are already frying. For my cousin's sake, I'm going to compile all my Australia posts here so that she knows what to expect! Australian maggots your continent is about to be graced with the Good Omens Mascot bloodline. Notably the one with the Sudha Murthy fuck up so that's doubly fun. @howmanyholesinswisscheese, @im-a-sentient-magic-carpet, @madfangirlontheloose @obsessed-sketches @drconstellation and any other Aussie maggots be prepared and welcome her.

Toot Toot Chugga Chugga by the Wiggles is an Ineffable Husbands Song

Deaths in Australia in 2015, an ask

VEGEMITE IS NOT MARMITE, another passionate ask

Pt I Australia but I've never been there

Pt II Australia but I've never been there

Oh I hate cheap wine. @imchronicallyonlinesowhat I hope you appreciate this, blood of mine. I'm such a great cousin.

[pucksandpower]

Mad World

Logan Sargeant x Vowles!Reader

Summary: no matter how cruel the rest of the world may seem, Logan will always have a home with you

Logan stares blankly at James Vowles, unable to process the words coming out of his team principal’s mouth.

“I’m … I’m sorry, what?” Logan stammers, his heart pounding. This can’t be happening.

James looks immensely uncomfortable but pushes on. “Alex needs your chassis since his is too damaged and the team does not have a spare. You’ll have to withdraw from the race weekend.”

The room falls into an oppressive silence as the words sink in. Logan can feel his chance at remaining in Formula 1 next year slipping away with each agonizing second. Why is he being punished for a crash that wasn’t his fault? The questions swirl dizzily in his mind.

James regards him with remorseful eyes. “I’m sorry, Logan. There’s no other way ...”

The words hit Logan like a punch to the gut. He stares at James, numb, his mind spinning. After a long silence, he nods mutely and forces out, “I … I need a minute.” His feet move without conscious thought, carrying him blindly down the corridors as burning tears blur his vision.

Logan’s heart pounds in his chest as he rushes through the hallway, tears streaming down his face. He can barely see where he’s going as he barrels toward his driver’s room. His breaths come in ragged gasps, the weight of James’ words crushing him.

How could they do this to him? After everything?

He fumbles with the handle, finally wrenching the door open and slamming it shut behind him. Logan leans back against it, sliding down until he’s sitting on the floor. Sobs wrack his body as the reality sinks in — he’s out for the weekend because of someone else’s mistake.

It’s not fair. None of this is fair.

His career, his dreams, his entire future flashing before his eyes, slipping away because Williams can’t get their act together. Why did they even re-sign him if they have so little faith? The questions swirl in his mind, only compounded by the hurt and anger burning in his chest.

Logan stays like that for who knows how long, gasping for air between cries that feel like they’re literally tearing him apart from the inside.

He’s so consumed by emotion that he doesn’t hear the tentative knock at first. When it comes again, louder this time, he jolts slightly, raising a hand to wipe uselessly at his tear-streaked face.

With trembling fingers, he pulls open the door, and you’re standing there. The mere sight of you breaks through the haze of devastation, if only for a moment.

You step inside without a word, wrapping your arms around him, and the dam breaks again. Fresh sobs spill out as Logan crumples against your chest, clinging to you like a lifeline while you softly hush him, guiding the two of you to the couch.

You maneuver him gently until his head is cradled in your lap, your fingers combing soothingly through his hair. “I came as soon as I heard,” you murmur, voice thick with shared pain. “I can’t believe they would do this to you because of their own mistakes. It’s not right.”

Logan tries to speak, to voice the turmoil inside him, but all that comes out is a strangled, “Why? I don’t … I don’t understand. It’s not my fault, so why am I being punished?” His words dissolve into hiccuping gasps. “They must not have faith in me at all. This … this is it, isn’t it? The end.”

You shush him again, cupping his face to brush the tears away with your thumbs. “Don’t think like that. The team is the one in the wrong here, not you.”

But the storm won’t be quelled so easily. Logan sits up abruptly, putting distance between you despite how his heart aches at the loss of your touch. “But soon I won’t even be a driver anymore,” he chokes out, meeting your eyes with his own reddened, devastated gaze. “You shouldn’t … you deserve so much better than me, Y/N. Better than someone whose career is over before it even started.”

“Logan Sargeant, don’t you dare say that.” You’re on your feet in an instant, hands on your hips in a stance he knows all too well — the fierce protectiveness that still makes his heart flutter, even now. “I am with you because I love you, every amazing, incredible part of you. Not because you’re an F1 driver, but because of the person you are.”

He can only gape at you, stunned into silence by the intensity of your words, the unwavering certainty in your tone. You step closer, cupping his face again, making him meet the blazing love and conviction in your eyes.

“I don’t care if you never race again, though you know I believe in you with everything I have. I’m not going anywhere, do you understand me? We’re in this together, always, no matter what.” You press your lips to his brow, his cheeks, finally claiming his mouth in a searing kiss that leaves him dizzy. “I love you,” you breathe against his lips. “I love you so much, Logan.”

He’s dumbstruck, overwhelmed by the ferocity of your devotion, even in the face of his lowest moment. How did he get so lucky as to have you in his life? In a heartbeat, Logan is kissing you again, tears of a different kind streaking his cheeks as he murmurs the words over and over. “I love you, I love you, I love you ...”

Eventually, you guide him back until he’s lying down on the couch once more, placing a small pillow under his head. “Get some rest, babe. You’ve been through the ringer today.”

He catches your hand before you can move away fully. “Where are you going?”

The fiery look in your eye makes his stomach flip. “I need to go have a … conversation … with my father.”

Logan lets out a teary laugh at your protective fierceness — one of the many things he loves most about you. “Yes ma’am.”

Leaning down, you brush one last lingering kiss to his forehead. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

As you turn and head for the door, Logan feels his heart swell watching your receding form. For all the hurt today has brought, he knows more than ever that he’s the luckiest man in the world to have you by his side.

As Logan drifts into an exhausted doze, his last conscious thoughts are of you — his forever, his everything — and how lucky he is to have such an amazing love in his life.

No matter what happens next.

[blueballsracing]

george was BEGGING the fia for a red flag only for the fia to out a virtual safety car instead.

[icecream-gh0st]

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[lizablackthorn]

I’m genuinely so fucking sick of everytime charles is behind carlos(who is out qualifies his teammate and finishes front in championship) they never ever let them race. And i’m so fucking pissed because they sacrifice Charles every fucking time. And if you don’t think this is the situation go back the races Carlos won and watch it with your eyes this time. I mean let me tell you there’s no way you’re winning a championship with that man

[bagelsunshinecoffee]

Do you ever think about how much Chim relied on the 118. When he’s struggling with memories of his rebar accident in season 2 Bobby says “you’re right here, and so is everyone who loves you.” And like…I don’t think he realizes that but that’s almost true. There was nobody at the hospital for Chim who wasn’t from the 118. His mom is dead, he’s estranged from his father, he barely knows Albert at that point. He hasn’t talked to the Lees in a long time and Kevin is gone. Tatiana didn’t exactly love him and she left. Chim deflects through humor and avoids being vulnerable to the extent that he pretends he doesn’t remember what happened the night with the rebar so he doesn’t have to talk about it. He doesn’t ask for help. His relationship with Bobby is so important because Bobby sees through that bullshit just like Chim saw through Bobby’s bullshit in season one and helped him move away from his plans of suicide. (Their relationship is so underrated by the way). As the show goes on Chim gains more people but at the start? He ONLY has the 118. And he isn’t totally vulnerable even with them. He must be so lonely.

[elle-oh-ell3]

[all-eyes-no-dragon]

I wanted to rec this for a while. This is the most amazing humans are space orcs story I've ever read. It's called, "In Search of Home".

It's an original work so there's no fandom you need to know to read it, it's over 362,000 words, which is more than decently long, and has an ongoing sequel that's surpassed the word count of the first story (we love getting closure 💞). It has a happy ending (not a spoiler, it says in the tags) so don't worry about your heart breaking too much.

I'm rereading the first story and I feel kind of cool knowing the alien words.

I cried reading it, I laughed, I felt victorious. I love it so much and want more people to know it exists because original works aren't as popular on ao3.

Mind the tags!

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43547319

Summary:

[possumancer-co]

A warm welcome to Luciana~

Finally decided to make a true sona, (Jett is still my main OC dont worry, am possum at heart!)

But Luciana is heavily based off of my own appearance and aesthetic in attempts to aid on my self love journey.

[gartyontumlr]

All I can say🇦🇺

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

Toot Toot Chugga Chugga by the Wiggles is an Ineffable Husbands song. I'm sorry.

I hoped it wouldn't come to this. I really did. I'm sorry, Australian maggots, you were the first to kidnap me so you hold a special place in my stockholm-syndromed heart. I even made two posts about you! But here we are, as a society.

"Toot Toot Chugga Chugga Big Red Car" is an X-rated Aziracrow song. You are all free to thank @howmanyholesinswisscheese for introducing me to this song. I am SCARRED FOREVER.

Where do I even start. I'm going to politely not mention the uh, the hand pumping gestures for the toot toot and whatever it is they're, uh, chugging. Don't tell me it's a train noise because that brings a WHOLE lot more unanswered questions.

I'm also going to not mention Simon's in the 'backseat' it's all good Simon you do your thing front or back or however you like.

Okay. So we have Anthony (seriously? Crowley's literal first name?) and he is eating. When we all know he doesn't eat actual food. Mmhm I know what you're eating Anthony.

ANTHONY IS EATING, HE'S EATING SO MUCH FOOD, HE'S EATING APPLES AND ORANGES, FRUIT SALAD TOO.

YEAH OKAY. APPLES? EMBODIMENT OF ORIGINAL SIN AND TEMPTATION BY OUR VERY OWN SERPENT OF EDEN. AND THE FRUIT OH YEAH THIS IS FRUITY.

SOMEONE WAS KIND ENOUGH TO TELL ME THAT THIS LINE "GOT THEM INTO FRUITS" AS A KID. I'VE GOT NEWS FOR YOU, THIS LINE WAS FRUITY ALL RIGHT, AND SO ARE YOU. VERY, VERY FRUITY, THIS LINE AND YOU AND ANTHONY.

BIG RED CAR, WE'RE GONNA RIDEEEEEE THE WHOLE DAY LONG

Ooooooooookay. The, uh, 'car' is big and red, huh. big and red. That's a bit too much information.

But sure, Anthony, you go right ahead and rideeeeeee that big red 'car' all day long.

They're showing this song to kids? Australia are you okay? @im-a-sentient-magic-carpet? @madfangirlontheloose? @howmanyholesinswisscheese?

[wolfinplainsight]

Complicated relationship with smoking.

[theres-an-endless-starry-sky]

WHO WANTS AUSSIE REMUS!?!?!?!???!?!?

[reidiot]

#AUSGP2024 race highlights:

max retired on lap 3

smooth operator is back at it 🌶

mclaren told oscah to swap places with lando (FOR WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?)

lewis' engine said i've had enough, see y'all in japan 💥💥💥

george's car slayed too hard because nando was being silly 👉🏻👈🏻

🎀 charlos AND carlando podium 🎀

ferrari is now only 4 points behind red bull *delulu intensifies*

haas in the points again (im so happy for them)

alex albon.

[khepritheshepri]

Pondering life and my new jumper which I think suits Khepri so well!!