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fiveredlights · 3 months ago
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VCARB BURN IN HELL BITCH YOU TOO RED BULL - please I’m on my knees
red bull you don't want to give me maxiel teammates? okay no one gets maxiel teammates ever again!
BREAKING: Max Verstappen and Daniel Ricciardo to retire at the conclusion of the 2024 Formula 1 season. 
In shock statements to the F1 world, three time World Champion Max Verstappen and eight time Grand Prix winner Daniel Ricciardo have announced their retirement from Formula 1. 
In separate posts, both Verstappen and Ricciardo announce their retirement first, with statements from the team coming over an hour later. 
This announcement is seen as a surprise to many, given Ricciardo was the favourite to pair with Verstappen had a mid-season swap occured, and even more as a surprise for Verstappen, who was currently signed until 2028. 
Sources say that both drivers were dismayed by senior management at their respective teams, and that both teams were caught heavily off guard when told their drivers were retiring. We’re told that many did not believe Verstappen or Ricciardo to be telling the truth, which may account for the delay in official confirmation from their respective teams. Red Bull and RB will now be left scrambling to fill seats with drivers they had not originally accounted for. 
When we contacted both teams and drivers for a comment, neither responded. 
The 2024 Formula 1 season will return to the Netherlands starting on the 23rd of August. 
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yuwuta · 7 months ago
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yuuta exhibits such previously abandoned, recently adopted dog behavior. incredibly anxious all the time, even though nobody’s out to get him or leave him behind. waits for you to return home or from school or from work excitedly, just to see you when you walk through the door. follows you around senselessly, hovering in your space just for the sake of companionship. initiates affection in prodding ways—starts off next to you, then a hand on your thigh, then deems it safe to lay all the way down, then slowly pushes his head into your lap. gets up whenever you need to get up, and resumes his position as soon as you’re ready. brings you gifts as a sign that he’s thinking of you, and maybe because he likes the affection it brings out in you, maybe because he likes the gentle affirming touches of a hand in his hair or a pinch to his cheek. rests his head on your stomach or his chin on your shoulder when he’s sleepy, stays there, immobile, and will not move unless absolutely necessary. sometimes he gets surprised when he hears you calling for him, there’s a moment of disbelief as he thinks “me? really? you need me?” but it’s very quickly overshadowed by this compulsive need to show up, to please, to do anything for you, which is why he always answers when you call. he doesn’t realize that he has puppygod eyes, especially when he’s excited or confused, but he does and it’s incredible endearing. very reluctant to share your space or attention after a while, considers that to be sacred and he won’t risk being let go or lost again, so as a safety precaution, he keeps himself right by you, waits for you always.��
#atp i need to shut and write the omega verse fics that consistency plague my mind#but while im here time for my obligatory megumi mention bc i mentioned dogs teehee#yes megumi attack dog hes megumi grumbly yes megumi bark bark bite bite BUT BUT BUTTTT#megumi is also used to like... hm........ taming? having? caring for? people in his life and also literal (divine) dogs#so for him yes he bites and barks#but he also... he gets confused if YOU dont follow him around like a puppy bc everyone else in his life has so why not you?#gojo's always been the annoying yapping pomeranian chewing on his arm even if he didn't ask#always in megumi's space even tho he didn't ask but he learned to deal with it#won't admit it but knows that too much attention is better than having someone who couldn't give a shit about you#yuuji is the golden in everybody's life and megumi is no exception#unmovable unshakeable and incredibly addictive even if he doesn't mean to be#and very very attached to the people he cares about so yeah yuuji is loud and annoying but he's also loyal and megumi respects that so fine#nobara is like... she decided she liked megumi and was upset about it so she bit his ankle and he tried to kick her off but she has too muc#pride to get shaken off by someone as scrawny as megumi and somewhere along the way megumi became impressed that she was still there even i#it hurt a bit and she was a little rough it's not like he was worse so fine whatever she can stay too#so if you like... if you dont hover around megumi if you dont pry if you dont prod then he has to be the dog smh#now he's gotta bite for your attention and nudge you and how annoying. he's gonna keep doing it tho. as long as he has to#or until you learn to fall in line and accept your leash too whichever comes first n e way.... anyway.............#somebody's pampered omega always gets what he wants megumi complex is showing......#this was about yuuta right? ok i'll put his tags now....#juju#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk x reader#jjk smut#jjk fluff#jujutsu kaisen x reader#yuuta okkotsu x reader#yuta okkotsu x reader
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ecoterrorist-katara · 5 months ago
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I am so sick of people using “girlboss feminism” to put down Katara fans who don’t like her LOK arc
Wanting a female character to be a badass warrior is not girlboss feminism. Capitalism is not yet a force of oppression in Katara’s youth, so there is no way for Katara to be a girlboss unless she joins force with Cabbage Man, pioneers industrial agriculture, and begins exploiting the labour of Earth Kingdom farmers.
I think it’s very disingenuous to mobilize the anti-capitalist critique inherent in the term “girlboss” to put down a Girl Power fantasy. The issue with girlboss feminism is not, and has never been, that women want power, or money, or recognition. The problem with girlboss feminism has always been that exploiting other people, especially other women, for your own gain is not feminist.
I honestly miss when fandoms would call female characters Mary Sues, because at least back then we didn’t pretend that women wanting power was an inherently bad thing.
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forestgloss · 4 months ago
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i feel like something aphblr doesnt often address about mcd is that. aaron genuinely was the best for aphmau 😭 im so sorry but just going off of canon interactions in mcd, they were the only relationship of the main three where it was completely and naturally mutual without any pushiness or persuasion or possessiveness or immaturity on the guys part. i know plenty of you have your opinions on aarmau and the way it was executed and the way laurance and garroths characters were treated as a result and i agree with some of those points but i think we need to recognize. if ur gonna go off of canon. aaron and aphmau were the healthiest option and really the only way it couldve gone.
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spiderman2-99 · 5 days ago
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hi, Miguel. I'm new here so this question has probably been asked before but how do you feel about the fact that other dimensions have people that draw fanart of you?
Yes, I'm aware, unfortunately.
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nastasya--filippovna · 9 months ago
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Why did my mind think of this. I guess we'll never know
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skyloftian-nutcase · 1 year ago
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Hey lovelies. Sorry about this but someone please give me some kind of reminder that there are good people in this world, because I am filled with very angry thoughts and need to wind down.
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verfound · 2 months ago
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FIC: "An End of Days" (MLB; Lukanette; LBSC Lukanette Month 2024)
@lovebugs-and-snakecharmers is doing a Lukanette Month for September 2024, and we all just kinda tossed some prompts in the disco to compile a list?  We ended up with 71 prompts, so I decided I’d roll some dice to pick a prompt, do a twenty minute (ish, bc we all know sometimes they run away from me) sprint, and try to get some short fics out this month?
Oh look it's a whole-ass AU now I guess
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10 September 2024
Prompt 67: Promises
He doesn’t tell anyone.
Not at first.
He doesn’t really know how.
That first day, when the doctor tells him, he sits in his car outside their offices and just…processes.  The nurse had asked if there was anyone she could call, and he knows there is.  His daughter.  His sister.  His best friend.  An entire crew of family and friends who will be devastated by this news, despite how poorly he’s treated them as of late.
…but the one person he wants to tell most – the one person it will affect most, while making no difference at all…he can’t tell her.  He doesn’t know how to tell her.
It wasn’t supposed to be him.
It was never supposed to be him.
…it was never supposed to be her, either, but when it was…how can he be the one going first?  Who will take care of her when he’s gone?  The hospital staff, obviously, but who will care?
The rest of the world moved on.  They all left her behind, too busy with the process of living to bother with someone who couldn’t.  Harmony never knew her.  Resents her most days, he fears, as much as she resents him for getting stuck.  Her own parents had long since passed.  Her friends, her family, had all grown older and had families of their own.
…who was going to love her, when he no longer could?
He had promised for better or worse.  Til death do they part.
He wasn’t supposed to go first.
He wasn’t supposed to abandon her like this.
He had kept his promise, hadn’t he?
…how can he break it now?
So he sits in his car, numb to the world.  He cries.  He thinks of his daughter, old enough now but still too young to be an orphan.  He thinks of his sister and wonders if maybe she’ll be relieved.  He thinks of his gnarled old ma, still raging against the world like its rules had never applied to her.  And then he thinks of Marinette, and then he turns the key.
She’s sleeping when he gets there.  He’s almost grateful for it.  It won’t matter, in the end, because he doubts she’ll understand when he finally does tell her, but he’s not sure he can tell her just yet.  He doesn’t know if he can tell himself just yet.
He knows he shouldn’t, but he still crawls into the bed behind her.  His arms find their way around her, the path familiar even if it hadn’t been walked in too many years.  He holds her close, his face tucked against her hair.  She doesn’t smell right – she hasn’t for years.  There’s a clinical, sterile scent that clings to her these days, but he’s still able to supply her shampoo.  They must have bathed her recently, he thinks absently, because the scent is stronger than it normally is when he presses his face there.  She moves, just slightly, and he stills.
“Lu…” she murmurs, and his heart twists in his chest as she rolls towards him.  Her hands fist in his shirt, one she’s never seen and the old her would probably balk at (he hasn’t worn anything custom – an MDC original – in longer than he can remember), as she presses her forehead against his chest.  Her nose digs almost uncomfortably into his sternum, but there’s something grounding about that.
Familiar.
From the better times.
…who will remember the better times, when he’s gone and she can’t?
It wasn’t supposed to be this way.
They were supposed to grow old together.  They were supposed to have an entire house full of little ones – she had always wanted three, but a part of him had wanted more.  She was going to take the fashion world by storm, and his music was going to change the world, and their home would always be full of creativity and passion and…
…who would play for her, when he was gone?
Who would sing her silly little love songs?
Who would sing her her song?
He falls asleep there, holding her close and worrying about a future he never had any control over.  His purview had always been the past, anyway, but there’s no longer anything he can do about that.  There hadn’t been in a long time.  He doesn’t know how long he stays there, but she’s still sleeping when a nurse comes in to check on her later and finds him there.  She gently shakes him awake, her face sympathetic as she reminds him he shouldn’t do that.
“It’ll be worse, M. Couffaine,” she reminds him gently.  “If she woke up before you.  You know…”
“I know,” he says, but he lays there just a moment longer.  Just one more.
Because now he knows he doesn’t have many more left, and he’ll take what little he can get these days.
…who will love her?  Once he’s gone?
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ghetto-omega · 8 months ago
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Y'all remember that girl who used her yeast infection to bake cinnamon rolls, and then fed it to her boyfriend? That was crazy, anyway what things do we think we could feasibly cook or bake slick into?
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alackofghosts · 1 year ago
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i'm armed to the teeth / like a fucking animal
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fiveredlights · 2 months ago
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📝Snippet for VCARB BURN IN HELL BITCH YOU TOO RED BULL hahahah
(the vibes are good rn imo but i do love maxiel being in kahoots together and saying f you to everyone!)
the vibes are excellent in real life but in this alternate universe i only know chaos! bring the drama!
The Perez Problem has just triggered a landslide—How Red Bull’s mismanagement led to the retirement of two drivers.
In a shocking twist to the Red Bull second seat tale, Red Bull prodigy Max Verstappen and his former teammate Daniel Ricciardo (who now drives for sister team RB) have just announced their retirement from Formula 1.
Announced only on the third day of summer break, right after Red Bull confirmed there would be no changes to their driver line up post summer break, they shocked the racing world by announcing their retirement from Formula 1 at the end of the 2024 season.
Some may have predicted this to be the case for Ricciardo, but almost certainly no one would’ve expected this from Verstappen.
Even more problems now arise from Verstappen’s departure, which is who to replace the three time World Champion. Does the team pull Tsunoda up to partner with Perez? Does Perez even stay?
Difficult for Red Bull to convince themselves that Perez will be one to lead the team when they were actively looking at a mid season replacement for him. Only time will tell whether or not Verstappen and Ricciardo made the right decision in ending their careers. Ironically, Red Bull’s only salvation seems to come in the form of a time machine.
One thing is for certain though.
When treating drivers like pawns in your game, it’s only a matter of time until they take out the king.
Checkmate, say Verstappen and Ricciardo.
Checkmate.
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letters-to-rosie · 1 year ago
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chapter 34: the_hotel, remix
Please note: this chapter is not safe for work.
Ekko cups her face in one hand, the other placed on her upper thigh. “Easy.” His voice is a low rumble, almost like a purr. “Just relax, sweetheart.”
Powder looks down and feels that wetness grow as he whispers other sweet words in her ear. Um. She’s never thought through all the implications before. But now that his hand is sitting on her thigh, it’s clear how big his hands are, how wide they spread, the breadth of his palm and the length of his fingers—
Suddenly she’s a bit dizzy. It worsens when he gives her a squeeze. Slides his fingers in her shorts. By the time he’s got two crooked in the gusset of her underwear, voice soft and self-assured (“Lift your hips for me, Pow-Pow?”), she’s gone, utterly gone, and he’s barely touched her. She must look mad against the pillows, flushed red and breathing heavily, but Ekko’s called her beautiful no less than ten times in the last three minutes, and even though Powder would normally quip or push against such sentiment, it’s impossible to call anything Ekko whispers against her skin a lie.
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The one where they fuck.
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dramatisperscnae · 7 months ago
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@normaltothemax has to put up with some more of my bullshit where Clint and Bucky are concerned >w>
He has no idea what time it is. He's not even sure how or when he got here. Hell, he's barely aware of where here is, standing in Barton's living room. Maybe it's habit, or instinct; it certainly isn't any kind of conscious thought that led him here at this time of night.
Is it night?
Probably. He's only in a pair of boxers and a robe tossed on to keep the spring chill off. Sleeping gear. That means night.
Hell, Clint's probably asleep. Or out. Could be on a mission. Hopefully not; Bucky needs someone right now. Needs to not be alone. Needs help coming back to himself. But right now the living room is empty and-
No it's not. There's Barton. Looking shocked to see him, but Bucky doesn't even really register that. He's already leaning against the archer, his head against Clint's shoulder, one hand reaching up to rest almost tentatively on Clint's back as if he's afraid of being pushed away.
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wallllpaper · 7 months ago
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Got around to listening to the new silt verses and I think it's time to give Shrue their weapon of choice, some plot armour, and a bit of a rampage
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minorillusions · 9 months ago
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Putting Vash in a tank for Trigun Body Horror Week :3
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goldenboybarracuda · 9 months ago
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@lupaeus bc well we don’t reasons tbh
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“Que bella se ve hoy la princesita de los Estados Unidos.”
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