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[redbullcateringfiction]

Chapter 8 -

Cantata

Arabella is the executive assistant for Mercedes Team Principal Toto Wolff. 10 years into her career, it looks like the tide is changing, and she's beginning to question her relationship with him. Is it something more, or nothing but an idea lingering in her head?

F/M, Fluff, Boss/Employee Relationship, Romance, Pining, Love, Slow Burn

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(Total: 34872 words thus far)

Where I wander: An opinion by the ‘bitch’

Thursday, March 12th, 2021 6:20 GMT

Author: Arabella Lazaar

Edited by: Jeffrey Martens and Shane Coughlan 

Editor’s note, March 12th, 2021: Arabella Lazaar is the former partner of Irish rock band Four Odd Bottles singer Cathal Lynch. Their 3 year relationship was not public knowledge until October 13th, 2019. 

If I were to recall every moment during our relationship, I would not question where I went wrong. 

Formula 1 is filled with huge personalities and names. There’s no doubt many fans could tell you how they imagine their favorite drivers’ to be, and I can assure you they would be 90% correct. Being in Formula 1 requires being surrounded by glass walls at all times. Your most intimate self is constantly on display. This was something I never enjoyed. Afterall, I suffer from agoraphobia. Seeing into the distance, and seeing the crowds of people is terrifying. I have forced myself to be in these situations. In God’s name, why?

I’ve always loved formula racing, but I never thought I could be an integral part of it. I never had the skills nor talent to be a driver or engineer. I, however, think I have quite the head on my shoulders. Micromanaging people and information became second nature to me. It’s a natural skill that one develops when their anxiety tells them to avoid everyone and everything. So, I saw an opportunity in Formula 1, and put my effort into joining a team. I set aside every fear I have to put my brilliance on the table instead. 

During that process, I learned that if I am constantly moving (as it is a job requirement), and hiding behind those big personalities, those glass walls become a comfort. I could be entirely isolated while surrounded by people, because no one cared about me, really. I could also be socializing with some of my favorite people. Above all else, I serve as an important cog in the well-oiled machine that is Mercedes-AMG. It was the dream I sought out. 

In 2016, I came upon Cathal Lynch, and our romance began to bud. Nothing new. Just another person to hide behind so I could continue to value my loneliness. This is the moment where I went wrong. Cathal had been correct from the beginning: There was no way to keep our relationship secret forever. We had two incredibly different opinions on this. I believed it could be managed for a long time. Until a wedding, at least. Cathal waited just days before asking if he could reveal me to the public. This became a constant item of discussion. In the meantime, every song Cathal released was a reflection of our relationship. The trips to Morocco to visit my extended family, our house in Brackley covered with his white cat’s hair, and of course, my career. Every time a song was written, and released, I would panic. It was all pieces of information that would lead people to me. The glass walls started to show their cracks. 

Then, in 2019, they finally crumbled. I was now a microcelebrity. Yes, I had spoken to a few Formula 1 magazines, but my Instagram had never been on television. This was an entirely new world for me. Cathal did not help me navigate this new world. The strain on our relationship was too large, and Cathal moved out of my home in Brackley just a week before the COVID-19 pandemic hit. This was 2 years ago now. With the collapse of the life I knew, I tried to embrace the disaster. Maybe I’m being dramatic, but when I looked around, all I saw was the shambles. 

Wherever I turned though, Cathal was there. 

And so I wonder, where can I wander? Cathal follows me everywhere. My job is micromanagement, and Cathal’s seems to be micromanaging me. Every song seems to center around some sort of belief I was using him. I will not apologize for something I did not do though. 1 break up album is understandable. 2 break up albums is uncomfortable. 2 albums and 5 singles is a deliberate assault on a person’s life. I don’t know how he walked away from this so hurt, and I would like to apologize. I would also like to never see him again. 

Perhaps, that is what makes me a bitch to him. I am a bitch (as it is a job requirement). I will accept that. I have developed a hardened exterior in no small part due to the previously described situations. I will not accept the assertion that I was nothing more than a woman seeking out fame. I easily could’ve found it in my own job. I chose not to. 

I cannot continue to maintain my isolation though, that much is clear. Cathal hasn’t left me alone for 2 years. An essay won’t stop gossip and an army of fans to spread it. This latest incident is proof by itself. Even had the song not been clearly targeted at me, enough speculation would have led people to believe it was. So, I believe I should address at least one other item:

I choose to own the label of bitch, but no woman should have to make that decision because a man decided to label her as one. In the interest of fairness however, I believe Cathal Lynch should accept the label of ‘misogynist.’ 

As written through correspondence with Arabella Lazaar and Jeffrey Martens. Arabella Lazaar is currently the personal assistant to Mercedes-AMG team principal Torger “Toto” Wolff. Jeffrey Martens is her legal counsel and acquaintance. 

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~

“Black screens are going up,” I heard over the headset, and immediately took it off. Nothing was going to be happening for a moment.

“Fucking hell,” Toto sighed. “Gearbox issue, we’re not even on the road.” He looked over at me, and I saw a smile creep over his face.

“Let me show you what Bono sent me,” He smirked, raising his eyebrows. He handed over his phone and I saw a tweet.

PopCrave 

Cathal Lynch temporarily banned from Formula 1 races after releasing “Bitch,” and showing up to his ex-girlfriend’s job. Video below.

I looked at the video thumbnail. There he was in his stupid Red Bull shirt, but his hair looked different. He had clearly cut it, and his eyes looked tired. He no longer had the shaggy, boyish look he had when we broke up. Instead, he looked like a real celebrity. I clicked on the video and listened closely.

Cathal was leaving the paddock, and a bunch of media had already surrounded him. “Cathal, Cathal. Why are you leaving the paddock today?” One called out. He stopped and spoke into the camera, as I knew he couldn’t resist. 

“I was apparently ‘banned’ due to some violation. I don’t know what. My team is on it. It’s absurd. I bought my ticket. The song was planned to be released months ago. I apologize though to all the fans who might’ve expected to see me here,” He groaned out an obviously prepared reply. He knew why he had been banned. No way he couldn’t. 

“Cathal, did you see Ariana Lazaar’s response?” Another reporter called out.

“Huh?” He asked walking towards them.

“Did you see Ariana Lazaar’s response?” 

“Arabella? You mean Arabella? And no, what response? She hasn’t said anything,” Cathal answered.

“10 minutes ago on the Guardian,” The reporter explained.

“What? What’d she say?” Cathal asked.

“She called you a misogynist,” He responded. I could see the gears in Cathal’s head turn. “Mr. Lynch, do you have a response? Cathal, do you have a response?”

“That bitch.”

I could hear a collective ‘whoa’ come from the crowd of reporters as Cathal flipped his sunglasses down. The reporters chased him down as he climbed into his car and drove off. I looked up at Toto, and immediately laughed when I saw his huge smirk on his face. 

“Nice response, by the way. PR is absolutely in love,” Toto explained. 

“I…I appreciate that,” I smiled.

“I’m so very serious. I think he just ruined his own career, and you get to keep that pretty smile on your face,” Toto said, before suddenly looking around. “Where’s Netflix?”

“Not here,” I shrugged. 

“They’re not going to put this in, right? No point, right?” He asked. “It’d be weird.”

“If they do, they’re not interviewing me,” I nodded. 

“Where’s Susie? Do you know?” 

“Uh…not sure actually.”

“Let me text her. Keep your ears open on the headset, will you?” Toto asked, stepping away from the computers.

“Will do,” I nodded, putting the headset back on. It was a series of chaotic conversations between engineers as everyone desperately tried to understand the electrical failure occurring in one of the cars. Less time on the road is less time to practice, and suddenly everyone was moving, calling, chatting, arguing, and complaining. If I took the headset off though, I would find it to be entirely silent. Maybe a door would creak open every now and then followed by pounding footsteps, but otherwise, it could be eerie during a time like this. The only time you’d find this room silent otherwise would be the delayed breaths as we all sat waiting to hear a driver was okay after a crash. 

This was not silent out of fear though, it was silent because a good chunk of the engineers had run off to settle things on the car directly. The others were too busy staring at analytics on their computers. I recall one time when an assistant from Red Bull learned that I sit in the paddock and listen to things on the headset. I told him quite simply that when Toto isn’t here, I’m his boots on the ground for all things administrative. When Toto is here, I’m still his boots on the ground as he literally flies around taking care of everything else. He should have to worry the least about resource management and being sure he’s kept up on everything. I can handle the rest.

Suddenly, I felt a tiny tap on my leg, and looked over to my left and saw Jack.

“Oh, hey, Jack!” I smiled. I saw Susie was standing right behind me, as Toto ran off to handle something. “And Susie.”

“He saw you from across the room and went straight to practically begging to see you,” Susie grinned.

“Yeah? You missed me?” I asked, picking him up and putting him on my lap. “Here, let’s get you a headset. You might be able to hear your dad.”

I grabbed a pair that was too big and nearly falling off his ears. I held it with my hand as he grabbed on to either ear so he could hear.

“Y’know, Toto’s pissed about the car. I think he needed to see Jack to remind himself he can’t break any necks,” Susie nearly whispered. 

“An electrical failure this soon is not exactly a ringing endorsement for the season,” I complained. 

“Yeah and Red Bull is on our ass.”

“Gotta focus on our car first,” I shrugged.

“Hey, I was thinking. It’s been so long since we caught up. Did you want to grab a tea or something when you get a break from the action?” Susie offered. 

“Uh…yeah, yeah. Of course,” I smiled. In a bit of a sad way, one of my only female friends is my boss’s ex-wife. At least they’re best friends, and at least she is just lovely. To be clear, I would choose to have more female friends. It just happens that I work in a female dominated field in a boys’ club. All of my colleagues who I find myself trying to impress and work against, are women. All of my colleagues who I have to work with and build a strong relationship with happen to be men. Except, really, Susie. Maybe a few others here and there, but our relationships just don’t mesh. 

“Too busy?” She asked.

“No, no. I’ll make time. I’ll text you,” I explained. Jack gently pulled the headset off his ears. 

“Bored,” He shrugged.

“That was quick,” I smiled at him. “Well what do you want to do?” 

He shrugged again. 

“Do you wanna watch me mess with…my calendar?” I asked. He nodded, much to my surprise.

“Oh! Alright then,” I responded, and went to my calendar on the computer in front of me. Susie chuckled and sat in the chair next to us. I kept one ear on the headset, the other on Jack and Susie, my eyes on the calendar, one arm around Jack’s back with my cellphone in my hand as I shot off text messages, and the other hand on the computer mouse. This type of multitasking is something they try to train into you during your training. I had been lucky enough to become particularly well versed in it at a young age, helping my parents manage the hotel. Little things here and there. Grabbing the phone while they showed someone around, or playing concierge for the guests. Then, when I came back while getting my training, I actually got the title. The idea of a tiny hotel in Ameland having a concierge was cute enough to bring guests. I mean, the island doesn’t have much, so all I really did was help them manage a little bit of travel to and fro, and tell them where to catch the best views. People still appreciated it…I think.

~

“Isn’t it nice to have the family back together?” My father asked. 

“Yeah, pay no mind to the fact that Chadi has ran off to the nearest bar,” Nour laughed.

“Why is Chadi even here?” Farah asked. “He never shows up. Of course, Arabella offers a ticket to Formula 1 and he decides to show up.”

“I mean, at least he’s here,” I groaned.

“Thank you, Arabella,” My mother nodded.

“Besides, I give you guys tickets all the time. It’s not like this was the only time and Chadi used me or something.”

“Yeah, because Chadi would never do that,” Farah laughed.

“What are you talking about, Farah? Do you suddenly know him better than the rest of us?” Nour asked, leaning in. 

“No, but I know our parents better than the rest of you.”

“Oh, listen to the favorite babble on,” Chadi slurred, suddenly appearing at the table. He pulled out the chair directly next to Farah, and smirked.

“Sorry, I tried to tell him to go back to his hotel since he’s drunk but he wouldn’t have it,” Mehdi spoke from the doorway. As the newest addition to the family, why did anyone allow him to play bouncer? 

“Why are you still here?” Chadi asked. 

“Well, I am married to Nour. I know you missed the wedding, but what? Are you such a drunk you can’t remember that?”

“Shut the fuck up, with all due respect, Mehdi,” Nour groaned. “It’s not your job to keep anyone in or out of the family despite what Farah may have told you.”

“Everyone, shut up!” My father shouted. “Chadi, we love you. but you can’t show up drunk and argue with your sister.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did everyone miss what she said about me?”

“No we heard it,” I complained, rubbing my temple. 

“Then you should say to your favorite daughter to keep her mouth shut sometimes!” Chadi shouted at our parents.

“Favorites? We don’t play favorites,” Our mom spoke, softly. 

“Raise your hand if you went to boarding school,” Chadi smirked. Nour and I raised our hands with Chadi.

“The favorite child gets the stellar education of Burgemeester Waldaschool? Meanwhile, the only one of us who is rich went to Saint-Denis and played squash because she was anxious.”

“Only one of us? I’m sorry, are you in my pocketbook, Farah?” Nour asked. “Your husband is a brain surgeon, fuckhead.”

“Watch your mouth,” My father warned.

“Stop fucking critiquing us and get on this one,” Nour answered, pointing at Farah.

“Farah, be nice,” My mother sighed.

“Be nice? That’s it?” Nour asked. “C’mon, you’ve got something better than that in there/”

“Leave mom alone, Nour,” Farah argued. “She hasn’t done anything.”

“Actually, our parents have done everything,” Chadi slurred. “When you think about it.”

“What the fuck are you even talking about, you fucking drunk?” Farah interrogated.

“I think what Chadi is saying-” Nour began.

“I can speak for myself, fuckhead,” Chadi interrupted. “They chose you to be the favorite, me to be the prodigal son that has yet to return, and Nour to be the envious older brother. And Arabella to be the anxious one who sits there twisting her fucking hair and not saying shit.”

I slowly took my hands out of my hair. I mean, yeah, he was right.

“Why are you mad at Arabella? She is literally just sitting there,” Nour asked.

“Because she’s literally just sitting there. She’s not saying anything of value and just watching this thing go down,” Farah groaned. Farah turned to me, eyebrow raised, and hair falling out of her bun. Chadi turned to me, with his body clearly wanting to slump over. Then Nour, the most cleancut one at the table, turned to me with a slightly crazed look in his eyes, like he smelled blood and was ready to go after it. Then my parents. My mother and father both turned to me, instead of speaking up and trying to solve this problem. 

“Listen, everyone needs to shut up. I brought you all here. You didn’t have to come, any of you. You chose to. Farah, just accept the fact that you’re the favorite. Our parents can barely admit it because it’s true. I’m sure you went through shit too though, I guess. Chadi, you’re drunk. Go back to the hotel, and just fucking sleep it off. And Nour, stop just fueling drama because you want to see the family blow up. And mom, and dad. At least realize that Farah is your favorite. Maybe if you admitted it, all of us would calm down or something. And I will keep playing negotiator since that’s all you guys want from me. But everyone, otherwise, shut the fuck up. Actually, y’know what. I don’t care. I’m leaving,” I complained. I stood up and left the table. No one came after me. Why would they? They were probably too self-absorbed to have even heard what I said.

~

“We’ve had Bottas on the road for 5 or so laps right now. We don’t have a lot of time left in the morning session,” Someone called from the radio. 

“How many laps can we get in?” Toto asked.

“Maybe 10? 15 total?” A response rang out.

“We’ll take it. It’s day one, he needs to be on the road,” Toto groaned. Toto turned to me and rolled his eyes. “Well, at least he’ll have those. He’s going to absolutely have my ass later.”

“He’ll learn to live with it,” I shrugged. 

“It would be better for him to learn to live with Max and Charles.”

“Speaking of Charles,” I gestured towards the screens. “Car’s down.”

“Well…and there it goes. Red flag. Alright…6 laps from Bottas?” Toto shrugged. “Pfft. This is just uber good, yeah?”

“I’m going for lunch in a few,” I sighed, taking off the headset.

“You’re going to be in the garage for the afternoon session then?” Toto asked, tapping my shoulder so I could turn around to face him. 

“Nope, my weekend is in the motorhome.”

Toto raised an eyebrow. 

“Yeah, I’ll be back, but I’m talking shit with Bono when I get back,” I sighed. Bono looked up from his place to the left of Toto and raised an eyebrow.

“Who are we talking shit about?” He asked, putting down his papers. 

“Toto,” I whispered.

“Alright, you two,” Toto chuckled. “But before you go, Arabella. Give me something to distract myself for a moment. What do you want for your anniversary?”

“A pen would actually be nice,” I sighed, taking out my phone and scrolling. 

“Still on about a pen. Anything else?” Toto groaned.

“There are good pens, Toto,” Bono nodded. I suddenly realized I had way too many notifications for me to continue comfortably looking at my phone. Even if just to make myself look busy.

“A fountain pen?” Toto asked.

“Oh, I would never use a fountain pen,” I sighed.

Toto threw his hands up. “Then what good of a gift is it?”

“I mean, she writes a lot,” Bono shrugged.

“She writes a lot. No worries, Arabella. I’ll make sure you get a pen. It will be the best gift you’ve ever gotten," he winked. For a moment, for that moment, everything was about what he had just said. Of course, our relationship is professional. At best, friendly. However, it would be irresponsible for me not to admit though that a part of my cold exterior could be melted away by the simple gesture of someone wanting to do something nice for me. Was that just part of my seemingly growing crush on him? I don’t think it matters. What it really says though is how desperate I am for someone to care about me. 

“You see how her eyes just lit up? I think she really does want a pen,” Bono laughed. 

“Maybe,” I cringed at myself. I could just imagine my doe eyed look for a few seconds. Toto just smirked though, implying that at the least, he didn’t notice the ‘desperate’ part of my expression. 

~

“Yeah, uh…do you have a recommendation?” The security guard sighed, looking me up and down. 

“Yeah, uh…Lewis Hamilton?” I mocked.

“The attitude is not cute on you,” He responded, looking through the list. “Well, just because you’re on the list, doesn’t mean you get to come in.”

“Then what’s the point of your list?” I groaned. 

“Do you think you’re Grace Kelly?”

“Do you think you’re the secret service?”

“I am,” He sighed, quickly flashing his ID. Oh…

“Alright, Schatzi,” I heard from behind me, as an arm wrapped around my shoulders. “I thought you’d already be on this boat, huh?”

“Yeah, I did too, Toto,” I sighed, looking at him. First kiss, second kiss. Just a brief touch on each cheek. The security guard looked at me in the eyes, and then back at Toto, before stepping aside to let us in. Toto let go of me, slipping into the crowd, as I began to follow him. Right before I did though, the security guard grabbed my arm.

“Now I have to know…who are you?” He asked.

“His assistant,” I shrugged. The security guard watched as I slipped into the crowd, but not quite disappearing before I blew a raspberry at him. I’m childish…but who cares at this particular moment. I’m on a billionaire’s super yacht, at the request of the best F1 driver in the world and another billionaire, and within my sight right now is Prince Albert. I took my fingers through my hair. I straightened it for the first time in a very long time. I stepped further into the party. It's hard to feel comfortable when surrounded by people like this, but nevertheless, I couldn’t help but savor the moment a little bit.

My anxiety was creeping up though. I could feel it. I quickly moved towards one of the servers and grabbed a glass of champagne, and chugged it. I grabbed another before they even moved away. I refuse to not enjoy myself, no matter how much alcohol it takes. The good thing about being unrecognizable is that no one is really desperate to talk to me. So, I can float through the party like a ghost…wait…why did I come then?

“Hey, Arabella!” I heard from deep in the crowd in front of me. The British accent and ability to remain soft spoken while yelling was impossible not to recognize. I pushed through the crowd, following the hand waving to me.

“Oh, hey!” I smiled. Lewis gave me a nod, and smiled. 

“I swore to God, I saw your boyfriend floating around here,” Lewis said, looking around.

“Are you sure it wasn’t Lewis Capaldi?” I asked.

“Oh, you know…it might’ve been. They do look alike, don’t they?” He sighed. “Is Cathal here?”

“In Monaco? Yeah. Here at the party? Likely not. We try to split up our engagements. Avoiding speculation and all that.”

“Ah, yeah. Not fun dating celebrities, is it?”.

“I mean…it’s great,” I smiled.

“You don’t have to lie,” Lewis laughed. “But, I’m glad you could come. Sometimes these parties feel a little…weird. It’s like 20 year olds and 50 year olds. Nothing in between. Except us, I guess.”

“Yeah, it's definitely interesting. But this isn’t my first party in Monaco…maybe the most elite one I’ve been to though,” I cringed, looking around.

“Oh, one thing I did want to mention. I am having a less elitist party tomorrow. Less princes, more fun. Bring your swimsuit, bring Cathal, it’ll be great. Less intense at least. I’ll text you the details.”

“Cathal? I don’t know…I…”

“Don’t worry. We know discretion. Despite what it may seem like, there are ways to keep things quiet. Promise,” Lewis winked.

“Thanks,” I smiled. I took a deep breath and looked around the party from my position. “I’m…going to go mingle. I’ll catch up with you when I see you.”

“Got it. See you tomorrow,” Lewis smiled.

I stepped in the direction of the exit. I appreciated Lewis’s offer, and maybe I would go tomorrow. Today though, I just am not sure if this is the environment for me. I can’t say I find this to be particularly comfortable. I’m not famous, and I don’t want to be. I barely got let in the door. I shouldn’t be here. I just shouldn’t-

“Are you leaving already, Arabella?” I heard Toto behind me. 

“Oh…yeah,” I answered, turning around.

“Well, before you go, at least let me introduce you to some people. I was just telling everyone about my amazing assistant, and they were just saying how they have to put a face to the name.”

I walked directly to the right of Toto, and waved to the group of men he was talking to. 2 hours later, I was still on the boat. Sure, I didn’t belong with the celebrities, but maybe that’s not my niche in places like this. But I can definitely play assistant in places like this. And I kind of love it. Sharing stories of messy conversations and quadruple bookings, all while showcasing how damn good I am at managing it? It gets no better.

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[chrollogy]

about: yue !

meet the writer behind the fics :>

hellooo !! as you already know, i go by yue, i’m twenty two years old, my pronouns are she/her and i’m an intj !!! i’m southeast asian (filipino) so feel free to speak to me in tagalog since i’m still quite fluent :3 my timezone is gmt +12 so i’m most likely active when everyone else is sleeping hence my lack of interaction with fellow moots :< also!! i’m really into 35 mm photography (since 2019) and i love collecting cameras <3

i got into writing when i was around the age of 10-11 where i wrote cliché highschool fics back when i first got into kpop :< i had three writing phases which were asianfanfics (aka the very first platform i used to publish fics), wattpad (where i mainly focused on long series), and finally tumblr (my current platform !!)

fun fact! i have ten ear piercings (three on each lobe. left: rook, and tragus. right: daith, and helix). i love dyeing my hair (notable colours: red, purple, blonde), and i currently have two tattoos :3

fun fact 2! am a huge matcha lover !! i make my own matcha every morning (with the whisk and all) but i’m slowly running out rip

fun fact 3! i’ve been on tumblr since 2016 but i was a kpop-centric blog back then, and only posted moodboards LMAO then i got into the anime side on 2021 :3

currently watching: black butler (s4), kimi ni todoke (s3), hunter x hunter (e119 — CA arc)

games i play: genshin impact — AR 57 WL 8, ASIA server (ex-hsr, ex-l&ds, ex-obey me player)

fandoms: haikyuu, genshin impact, black butler, hunter x hunter, jujutsu kaisen, kimi ni todoke, tokyo revengers, attack on titan, demon slayer, obey me, play it cool guys, the apothecary diaries, blue lock, buddy daddies, romantic killer, howl’s moving castle, girl from nowhere

hobbies:

writing, reading, sleeping <3, going gym, watching anime & sports (a rugby fan !!), simping for a blonde msby setter

dislikes:

summer, waking up early on a winter morning, bugs n insects especially spiders, those little clustered holes (yes i have that phobia), people who rush me lol

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[florences-rp]

Flo here !

Hello all you lovely people, I'm Flo, 29, She/Her, GMT timezone.

I looking to make some new RP partners on Discord ONLY.

Things about me and the RP.

I typically play the males over females, however given the right plot, inspo and partner I might bring the females out of retirement!

I love to plot and scream over the muses, so even better if you wanna simp over our babies

I'm down for most things when it comes to the RP, so don't feel shy about throwing ideas and thoughts out!

I have basic details of muses, as I prefer being able to throw whatever I want at my guys and gals instead of sticking only to what has been written for them. If we create something amazing, I may create a full bio for that muse just for us.

I have a busy work & personal life, so please don't expect instant replies from me!

I do write NSFW + SFW RPs, but I'm happy to RP your comfortability!

What I am looking for in a partner

You must be 21+ and have your age listed somewhere.

Someone who wants to create some amazing plots and have some fun!

Someone who is laid back, chill and just wants to experience the beauty of writing stories together!

you’re looking for yet another survivor of the rp dark ages, when we were definitely way too young to be writing some of the things we were (2011-2016)

Plots, genres and the delight

enemies to lovers

friends to lovers

toxic exes

young parents

arranged marriages

famous x non famous

vampires, werewolves, gods, sirens, witches etc

love affairs

poly

ALL THE ANGST!

fluffy & cute

dark, dirty and dangerous

If you like the look of this and wanna chat, then fire over a message and we can chat <3 You can also find my discord server here which has all my info and the muses x

[pcrfumed]

KWON TAERI, the black knight of 2016

COO of Kocho Mechanics, the R&D and manufacturing arm of the Kocho Group ( gmt + 8, dm for discord, like this post to plot ) ♞ your evil bisexual elle woods. intro ♞ dossier ♞

i. background

there's rich and there's rich, the difference between money and being part of what makes Korea tick. The Kwon family tree own the [xxx] Group, covering aviation (commercial airlines & cargo), consumer electronics, logistics and manufacturing with a heavy focus on electronics. Think Samsung, LG- that's how big they are.

Taeri, first grandchild and eldest of the eldest son, is born a disappointment. She's the perfect granddaughter, their babygirl princess- it's just that no one really wants a girl. Her greatness was always meant to be in support of her future brother and her father.

When you're 8, 10, 16- learning to live to the crushing weight of her inheritance and come out her own person person was a lot for a teenage girl. Taeri was always a little flighty and unendingly picky but charming and perfect in all the ways that matter. Good at painting and piano, smart enough to talk to adults and listening well. Girlie grew up on the politics of her family.

Taeri joined the king's club because she wanted it, the only Kwon in direct family line lucky enough to be born in the right timespan and while everyone knows the empire would go to her male kin, Taeri was connections to her family. frankly- her family didn't really want her in but in a moment of spite and sheer "i want to so idc", girlie secured her invite

When Taeri got inducted, everyone thought they'd be getting another mean girl heiress hunting for connections and a good time. Wrong !!!! Taeri already knows she's won the prettiest & coolest girl in the world competition and it's time to move up in the world !!!!!!!!!!!! she wants more baby, she always wants more. she just didn't realize it until doors for taeri, and not the kwon granddaughter, started opening.

SNU was basically her evil Elle Woods at Harvard law glow up. 9 dead, 4283 injured. Her family is not aware of all the evil plots in her brain and that her goals for the king's club are much more personal now, but it was a somewhat open secret amongst her fellow chessmasters and a few alumni, including the chairman of the Kocho group, a major chaebol group.

Taeri graduates while playing to win. She still has some of the airs she's always had, but graduation meant an end to playing around during work hours. she stayed long enough in her family to learn the ropes, forge her own connections and snipe some of the best people before moving to the Kocho group in a surprise upset. Starting from head of their sales department now to COO of their manufacturing arm while working closely with the chairman- all eyes are on the black sheep of the Kwon family. there's still plenty of time for her to fall upon her sword.

Her shares and future in her family business are less than stellar. sorry to everyone who wanted to marry into chaebol royalty! She might still have some buildings to her name and a second house somewhere, but her future there is colder than ever. Which, really, is motivation to succeed. she has certain lifestyle requirements

Taeri has become a lot less fun after graduation, even if her attitude hasn't changed much. But the vision of a pretty socialite has long since been wiped away.

ii. personality

kwon taeri is: a flash of whimsy between boardroom suits, the vulture watching over the carrion, the mouth that bites, the hand that feeds

card carrying evil bisexual even if she keeps it on the down low. not interested in flings. interested in psychosexual freakiness. honestly not interested in marriage unless you want to support her going for the crown, competition need not apply.

for a girl born with gold in her mouth, she's too used to the rich and the wannabes- she wants people who stand out, with ambitions like her.

the worst thing you can do is bore her.

sees the world as game that she wants to win. too used to being brushed over and forgotten- taeri refuses to lose and refuses to give up control. god help us all.

girl with a knife- give her something sharp and she just can't stop herself from trying to stick it in someone.

has a special desire to fuck over old men with an open path to success, a spiteful desire to ruin families. her own family left her with a kind of emptiness, and the only thing she knows how to do is break whatever reminds her of that. sorry, it's only personal.

your problematic queen

iii. connections

this is just some initial ideas but i looove brainstorming plots <3

by 2016, Taeri's heart was set on breaking from her family. And she's also a bitch who loves games so she made sure no Kwon initiate in 2016 would get in because lolz! but everyone wants to be in the kwon's good graces too- maybe your 2016 chessmaster decided to go against her (and of course, lost)

if asked, Taeri's favorite kind of person is smart enough to be of use, sweet enough to be loved & trusted, dumb enough to like her. fill this spot for her <3 hell, fill this spot for her in 2016 then grow out of it

on the flipside- growing up, love suited taeri poorly. bisexual elle woods who's never known how to love properly, who's relationship with queerness is even more ill-defined. sapphic love interests, obsessions, people who only hurt those they love- hi <3

kocho industries is a major force in the world of electronics & manufacturing especially for industrial use. ofc, consumer goods is where the bazillions come from and expanding there is on the future docket, but right now, taeri's focusing on scaling up and turning kocho into a powerhouse in industrial manufacturing with the best deals and the best tech. unlike her family (and many chaebol groups as well) she's a little more open to moving upwards with non family members and brings about a shakeup to the current order of things. work with her <3 be her evil corporate bestie and help her overtake her family

2016 - taeri has a small circle of close friends, a true inner circle who may see taeri for what she really is (kind of a bitch, materialistic, loyal) and who have something real with her. how this fares into 2024 after her antipathy towards hyungseo's death and her quiet rebellion against one of the biggest chaebol groups- who knows.

taeri loves her little lambs but admittedly, she loves competition she can respect. there's a part of her that wants to devour and be devoured, to fill her with something that feels real

[thewarmestplacetohide]

Pride Month: 아가씨 (2016 | South Korea)

Stream Time: June 14th @ 8:30pm EST/1:30am GMT.

See below the cut for details and trigger warnings.

Summary: A con man tries to use a pickpocket to scam a wealthy woman.

Language: Korean.

Runtime: 2 hours 25 minutes.

Rating: R with graphic violence and gore, torture, domestic abuse, child abuse, sexual abuse, sexual grooming, nudity, and graphic sexual scenes.

[beardedmrbean]

Haiti's government declared a 72-hour state of emergency on Sunday after armed gangs stormed a major prison. At least 12 people were killed and about 3,700 inmates escaped in the jailbreak.

Gang leaders are demanding the resignation of Prime Minister Ariel Henry, whose whereabouts are unknown since he travelled to Kenya.

Gangs control around 80% of the capital, Port-au-Prince.

Gang violence has plagued Haiti for years.

A government statement said two prisons - one in Port-au-Prince and the other in nearby Croix des Bouquets - were stormed over the weekend.

It said the acts of "disobedience" were a threat to national security and said it was instituting an immediate night-time curfew in response, which started at 20:00 local time (01:00 GMT on Monday).

How gangs came to dominate Haiti

Haitian media reported that police stations were attacked, distracting authorities before the coordinated assault on the jails.

Among those detained in Port-au-Prince were suspects charged in connection with the 2021 killing of President Jovenel Moïse.

In the capital, gangs have erected barricades to prevent security forces from encroaching on their territory, while their strongholds in Port-au-Prince's vast shantytowns are still largely on lockdown.

Schools and many businesses are closed, and there are reports of looting in some neighbourhoods.

Police have set up roadblocks and there is much uncertainty on the streets.

The latest upsurge in violence began on Thursday, when the prime minister travelled to Nairobi to discuss sending a Kenya-led multinational security force to Haiti.

Gang leader Jimmy Chérizier (nicknamed Barbecue) declared a co-ordinated attack to remove him.

"All of us, the armed groups in the provincial towns and the armed groups in the capital, are united," said the former police officer, who is accused of being behind several massacres in Port-au-Prince.

Haiti's police union had asked the military to help reinforce the capital's main prison, but the compound was stormed late on Saturday.

On Sunday the doors of the prison were still open and there were no signs of officers, Reuters news agency reported. Three inmates who tried to flee lay dead in the courtyard, the report said.

A journalist for the AFP news agency who visited the prison saw around 10 bodies, some with signs of injuries caused by bullets.

One volunteer prison worker told the Reuters news agency that 99 prisoners - including former Colombian soldiers jailed over President Moïse's murder - had chosen to remain in their cells for fear of being killed in crossfire.

They have now been transferred to a different prison.

The US embassy in Port-au-Prince on Sunday urged its citizens to leave Haiti "as soon as possible". The French embassy said it was closing visa services as a "precaution".

While Haiti has been plagued by gangs for years, the violence has further escalated since President Moïse's assassination at his home in 2021. He has not been replaced and presidential elections have not been held since 2016.

Under a political deal, Mr Henry was due to stand down by 7 February. But planned elections were not held and he remains in post.

A spokesperson for the White House's National Security Council said it was "monitoring the rapidly deteriorating security situation" with "grave concern".

They said the path forward "lies with free and fair elections" and violence serves "only to delay a democratic transition while... upending the lives of thousands".

Speaking to the BBC's Newsday, Claude Joseph - who was serving as acting prime minister when President Moïse was assassinated and who is now head of the opposition party called Those Committed to Development - said Haiti was living through a "nightmare".

Mr Joseph said Prime Minister Henry wanted "to stay as long as possible in charge".

"He agreed to step down on 7 February. Now he decides to stay, despite the fact that there are huge protests throughout the country asking him to step down - but it's unfortunate that now those criminals are using violent means to force him to step down."

In January, the UN said more than 8,400 people were victims of Haiti's gang violence last year, including killings, injuries and kidnappings - more than double the numbers seen in 2022.

Many health facilities have stopped operating because of the bloodshed.

Anger at the shocking levels of violence, on top of the political vacuum, have led to several demonstrations against the government, with protesters demanding the resignation of the prime minister.

[starwarsbookclub]

Hello There Readers,

Happy Pride month everyone! As June comes to a close, it is once again time to decide our reads for a new month. Our theme for July is VACATION! All stories feature excursions, parties, or special occasions. The novel and comic polls are now live in our Discord Server, and you have until 10pm GMT (5pm EST, 2pm PST) on June 27th to vote for what books we'll be reading together. Our options are listed below. 

NOVELS

1. The Princess and the Scoundrel by Beth Revis 2. The Courtship of Princess Leia by Dave Wolverton 3. Canto Bight by Saladin Ahmed, Rae Carson, Mira Grant, and John Jackson Miller

1. Lando (2016) 2. Han Solo: Imperial Cadet (2019) 3. The High Republic Adventures: Galactic Bake-Off Spectacular (2022)

If you would like join the book club, send us an ask & the admins will give you an invite! We look forward to reading with you!

May the Force Be With You, - Star Wars Book Club

[head-post]

Harris ahead of Trump in fierce debate

Democratic candidate Kamala Harris forced her Republican rival Donald Trump to get defensive in a combative presidential debate, according to Reuters. (Updated 11 September at 11:20 a.m.)

A former prosecutor, Harris, 59, repeatedly prompted Trump, 78, to deliver a series of responses about his suitability for office, support for abortion restrictions, and legal challenges.

Eight weeks before the election and days before early voting begins in some states, the debate offered both candidates a rare opportunity to make their case to a television audience of tens of millions of voters. The candidates clashed on immigration, foreign policy, and health care, but the debate contained few specifics.

Instead, Harris managed to focus on Trump, leading her allies to cheer and some Republicans to acknowledge Trump’s challenges. He repeated his claim that his defeat in the 2020 election was due to fraud, called Harris a “Marxist” and argued that migrants have caused a surge in violent crime.

The candidates also traded accusations about the wars in Ukraine and Gaza, though neither gave specifics on how they would seek to end each conflict.

How it proceeded

The debate, hosted by ABC in Philadelphia, began at 01:00 GMT on Wednesday with a surprise handshake between the two opponents, who had never met before. Harris approached Trump at his lectern, introducing herself by name, marking the first handshake at a presidential debate since 2016.

The candidates began the debate by focusing on the economy, an issue that opinion polls showed favoured Trump. Harris criticised Trump’s intention to impose high duties on foreign goods, while praising her plan to give tax breaks to families and small businesses.

Harris lambasted Trump over his criminal conviction for hiding secret cash payments to a porn star, as well as other charges and a civil judgement finding him guilty of sexual assault. Trump denied guilt and again accused Harris and Democrats of orchestrating all of the cases without evidence.

The vice president delivered a lengthy criticism of abortion restrictions, speaking passionately about women who did not receive emergency care and incest victims who could not terminate their pregnancies because of state-level bans. She also stated that Trump would support a national ban.

Harris also tried to link Trump to Project 2025, a conservative political plan proposing to expand executive power, repeal environmental regulations, and make it illegal to transport abortion pills across state lines. Trump responded that he had “nothing to do” with Project 2025.

In turn, he criticised Harris for constant inflation during the Biden administration’s term. He said it “has been a disaster for people, for the middle class, for every class.”

Meanwhile, American musician Jonnie King suspected Harris of cheating, accusing her of using an audio earring.

Kamala Harris war wearing Nova H1 Audio earrings tonight whic are wireless earphones during her debate with Donald Trump. This is why she was seen continuously taking notes with her pen during the debate, when it was explicitly agreed upon before that there would be NO notes.

Early outcomes

Pop star Taylor Swift told her 283 million Instagram followers immediately after the debate that she would support Vice President Harris and her running mate Tim Walz in the 5 November election.

Online prediction market PredictIt 2024 showed that the likelihood of Trump winning during the debate dropped to 47% from 52%. Harris’ chances, meanwhile, rose to 55% from 53%. The polls also show that the vast majority of Americans have already made up their minds, leaving a small portion of undecided voters.

In a sign of confidence in the outcome of the debate, Harris’ campaign staff challenged Trump to a runoff in October. Afterwards, Trump took the rare step of going to a nearby “spin room.” He later stated:

This was my best debate. She wants it because she lost. I have to think about it, but if you won the debate, I sort of think maybe I shouldn’t do it. Why should I do another debate?

The meeting was particularly important for Harris, as opinion polls showed that more than a quarter of likely voters felt they did not know enough about her. She entered the race just seven weeks ago after President Joe Biden left office.

Presidential debates do not necessarily change voters’ minds, but they can carry profound implications. Biden’s poor performance against Trump in June forced him to abandon his campaign on 21 July.

Read more HERE

[toujoursrab]

Elizabeth, She/her, a whole ass adult, pansexual, person of color.

Toujoursrab was established in 2016 and originally used for roleplaying purposes but has since been refurbished into a writing blog. At the moment, I’m solely writing for the Marauders (Harry Potter) fandom. You can also find me on my Marauders blog, and on ao3.

Additional & Irrelevant Information; GMT-4. Biracial (black/white). Tattoo’d. Slytherin. INTJ. Socially anxious. Love language: quality time. Regulus kinnie. Dog mom. Swiftie since debut. New York. Book nerd. Currently reading: The Trials of Apollo: The Tower of Nero. Nico Di Angelo’s biggest fan. Cabin #7. Farmers market enthusiast. Iced Coffee connoisseur. Professional plant killer. Former K-Pop stan turned casual listener (talk SHINee, Skz, Ateez, Blackpink and BTS to me). Gymnastics fan. Part-time vegetarian. Music recs + Playlists.

Writing; Once upon a time there was a young child with the dreams of being an author and poet. Like most dreams, it met a tragic and untimely death, and this is the aftermath. I’ve been writing fanfiction on and off since ’04 but it’s embarrassing so we don’t talk about it. It’s been awhile since I’ve actually written and posted fanfiction for public consumption so I’m just getting back into the swings of things and using this blog as a way to challenge myself, improve my writing skills, and reclaim my passion for writing.  

Roleplaying; I like to roleplay as a way to practice writing, bounce ideas off of another person, and to world build and create a shared story. I’ve been roleplaying since I was thirteen starting out with Harry Potter and then expanding into other fandoms. However, most of my experience is with Harry Potter (Marauders era specifically), and K-Pop (since 2012). Currently looking for a roleplay partner but super picky about it.

This blog is intended to be a safe and welcoming space. As I am well over the age of 21, there is a high chance this blog will have NSFW adult content, therefore there is a minors do not interact notice.  Other than that I am open to messages, exchanging discords, and making friends.

[transparentgentlemenmarker]

Au lendemain d'une journée marathon, pendant laquelle ils ont écouté plus de trois heures de plaidoiries de la défense demandant son acquittement "vite fait, bien fait", puis cinq heures de réquisitoire de l'accusation réclamant sa condamnation pour avoir "subverti la démocratie", les jurés se retrouvent à 9 h 30 (13 h 30 GMT) au 15e étage du tribunal de Manhattan. Après six semaines de débats, dominés par des histoires de sexe, d'argent et de politique, ils écouteront les dernières instructions du juge Juan Merchan. Puis ils se retireront à huis clos pour délibérer et décider de l'issue du premier procès pénal pour un ancien président dans l'histoire des États-Unis. Ils auront à répondre à une question Donald Trump, qui aspire à revenir à la Maison Blanche, s'est-il rendu coupable de 34 falsifications de documents comptables, destinées à cacher un paiement de 130 000 dollars à l'actrice de films X Stormy Daniels pour éviter un scandale sexuel à la toute fin de sa campagne présidentielle de 2016 ?

Reconnu coupable des 34 chefs d'accusation 29 mai 2024

Free the goat

[catdotjpeg]

Palestinian-American comedian and organiser Amer Zahr calls the result “historic”, adding that the vote is a “true rejection of Biden’s disastrous policies of support for the genocide in Gaza”. More than 101,000 people voted uncommitted in Michigan state’s Democratic Party primary in a protest campaign against US President Joe Biden’s support for Israel. “Now, the work continues. We must stay the course of denying Biden our votes. For the martyrs in Gaza. For our dignity. Otherwise, we turn into Ted Cruz, and nothing matters,” Zahr told Al Jazeera in a statement, referring to the Republican senator who endorsed Donald Trump in 2016 after the former US president insulted his wife.

-- "Michigan vote ‘true rejection of Biden’s disastrous policies’ on Gaza" by Federica Marsi, Ali Harb and Brian Osgood for Al Jazeera, 28 Feb 2024 20:00 GMT

[glitchartistscollective]

This saturday 1-3pm gmt +1 Anna Christine sands - more info here https://fubar.space/2023/dada-to-data/

Applying an art history and theory-based lens to the glitch art communities we participate in, this discussion will explore how the world arrived at glitch art, and how we can be sure it will stick around. From Dada to data, artists have long rebelled against oppressive systems and the underlying societal fears we all face. Using glitch art as a basis for this discussion, we might imagine corruptive art in the future.

Anna Christine Sands Born in the American Midwest in 1993. The daughter of an early pioneer in the world of personal computing, she eventually adopted and grew into her father’s interest in digital imaging. Like most children born in the early 1990s, Sands grew up alongside the Internet itself, forming a sort of symbiotic relationship with the World Wide Web. This connection to cyberspace eventually deepened and developed into a studio practice examining art in the post-digital, post-Internet world.

She attended the Art Academy of Cincinnati and was awarded a BFA in Photography in 2016. She graduated from the School of the Art Institute of Chicago with a Masters of Fine Arts focusing in Art and Technology Studies in 2021. Her work has been a part of festivals such as Ars Electronica, The Wrong Biennial and the Miami New Media Festival. She has also exhibited four times in the world’s longest-running annual glitch art exhibition, /’fu:bar

[findyourrp]

I'm Evan: 23, trans masc, Aussie (GMT+11). I work full time so replies won't be daily. Looking for literate 1-3 paragraph replies, 3rd person POV, and via discord only. No minors (18+). MxM only - I write switches. No doubling. Do not godmod.

I’ve convinced my partner to play Detroit Become Human and I feel the 2016 role player inside bursting to life.

I’m wanting to write Gavin Reed against RK900, Connor, Elijah (incest tw) or Hank. I will be writing Gavin as a trans man and this is non-negotiable, but I’m ok with T4T relationships if you want to go down that route. Warning for content will include the canon themes of drugs, violence (murder investigations), and racism - but I will be aiming to write a plot that will educate and redeem Gavin, not to incite or glorify hate.

I’d like the plot to be set either post-revolution. Something along the tried and true lines of Gavin having to face the new reality of coexistence. First meetings and that jazz suck, so ideally this would be a few weeks into everything so we can get stuck right into the juicy murder investigation with a building romance. Otherwise complete AU’s are ok too: I love reverse AU’s, and supernatural AU’s.

If interested then like this post and I’ll contact you, or directly DM this account. Thanks! 💙 🤖

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[florences-rp]

Flo here !

Hello all you lovely people, I'm Flo, 29, She/Her, GMT timezone.

I looking to make some new RP partners on Discord ONLY.

Things about me and the RP.

I typically play the males over females, however given the right plot, inspo and partner I might bring the females out of retirement!

I love to plot and scream over the muses, so even better if you wanna simp over our babies

I'm down for most things when it comes to the RP, so don't feel shy about throwing ideas and thoughts out!

I have basic details of muses, as I prefer being able to throw whatever I want at my guys and gals instead of sticking only to what has been written for them. If we create something amazing, I may create a full bio for that muse just for us.

I have a busy work & personal life, so please don't expect instant replies from me!

I do write NSFW + SFW RPs, but I'm happy to RP your comfortability!

What I am looking for in a partner

You must be 21+ and have your age listed somewhere.

Someone who wants to create some amazing plots and have some fun!

Someone who is laid back, chill and just wants to experience the beauty of writing stories together!

you’re looking for yet another survivor of the rp dark ages, when we were definitely way too young to be writing some of the things we were (2011-2016)

Plots, genres and the delight

enemies to lovers

friends to lovers

toxic exes

young parents

arranged marriages

famous x non famous

vampires, werewolves, gods, sirens, witches etc

love affairs

poly

ALL THE ANGST!

fluffy & cute

dark, dirty and dangerous

If you like the look of this and wanna chat, then fire over a message and we can chat <3 You can also find my discord server here which has all my info and the muses x