#full throttle au

[deusvervewrites]

Full Throttle: I'm surprised nobody's asked about Nighteye yet. How does he show up here, given that Izuku is very unlikely to go with him for Work Studies (assuming that the weights in his costume were enough to let him pass the Licensing Exam)?

That is a good question. He doesn't really offer anything Midoriya needs in this one

[sweetest-honeybee]

Found this concept real fun :)) @doctorsiren 💛💛

[seasidefae]

hellooo. i wanted to celebrate 100 followers somehow (thank you for following this yapper who can't drive!) i've been thinking about the carcar wag!oscar au A LOT. but since i don't have enough time and the creative energy to sort all these thoughts out into one 3k word one-shot right now, here are some more headcanons

welcome to the full throttle universe

i aged up oscar a little bit so they have a 4-year age difference. 26-year old oscar piastri, architect extraordinaire, with his passion projects that are mainly education and sports related. he also jumps at any chance to participate in pro bono projects for local charities in australia.

that’s how he met carlos, at a gala in madrid oscar wasn’t even supposed to attend but the company needed someone to proxy, kiss ass and what not, and everyone else was busy. oscar thought carlos was an obnoxious 1-percenter trust fund baby asshole who spilled wine all over him (accidentally), meanwhile carlos is the epitome of that one viral tiktok audio going “blah blah blah proper name place name back story stuff” while oscar is angrily whisper-yelling at him. the cherry on top of it all is when oscar complained about his expensive suit being ruined and carlos went, “i will just buy you a new one.” oscar almost punched him. almost.

oscar hasn’t forgotten about the whole ordeal even a year later when he and carlos met again at wimbledon. again, oscar got tickets from a friend and he was alone. carlos was also alone. unsurprisingly, he doesn’t recognize oscar at first. at that point oscar knows this is the rude guy at the gala but he’s aware that this is carlos sainz jr aka formula 1 driver carlos sainz jr. carlos is friendly and enthusiastic, talking in the general direction of oscar about tactics and carlos alcaraz. oscar blurts out, “i thought you were a golf guy.” that’s when carlos finally turns to him and recognition hits. (the attraction hasn’t changed either) he brought oscar to meet carlos alcaraz after, got his number, and the rest is history.

oscar first started appearing in carlos’ ig stories in the 2024 season. they had a year to really think about whether or not they want to commit. turns out they do. whenever carlos is asked about it, he just says, “oh that’s oscar” and redirects the question when he’s asked for details.

ig stories from carlos:

oscar’s ig is private, as well as all his other socials. he has like 50 followers, just friends and family that have been warned about leaks, so he has no trouble posting carlos.

ig stories from oscar:

has carlos ever slipped? the guy is tight lipped when he wants to. but mention oscar within his vicinity and he’ll have that smile that can’t be helped. people can speculate all they want.

oscar first started showing up to races in australia ‘24 aka 2 weeks after carlos’ surgery aka the race he won. oscar tried to talk him out of racing post-surgery but carlos insisted.

that’s also when the rumors started to really hit. like at first it’s a cute little thing that only 5 people have talked about, and the rest accepted the faceless guy in carlos’ ig stories and post as some rando friend named oscar. probably a childhood friend? his sister’s boyfriend? he’s not even tagged. but after australia, seeing oscar in the garage wearing the red headset, having his lower third be just “Oscar Piastri” when he appears on screen, and greeting Carlos at parc ferme when he won definitely raised some suspicion a lot more. it’s not like they weren’t ready for that. it took countless of meetings with pr people that oscar hated, a decision left fully in oscar’s hands and not carlos’ because carlos understands oscar’s need for privacy. “piñon and him have a lot in common.” going to the australian gp was more out of necessity. (for himself, considering he'll be sick with worry staying at home and wondering if carlos, who was 3-weeks post surgery, would fare okay. he just wants to make sure he's FINE.)

[azuries]

what if ryoji theurgy.. haha jk ... unless

Theurgy condition: When Ryoji sees his friends suffer a lethal blow, he feels determined to take action.

[wayfayrr]

Better People to Leave on Read by Emei!

Been meaning to send this song to ya, if you find inspiration for a Link, then have fun! But if not, I wanted to send this to you anyway <3

I found so much inspo for this especially with all of the self aware asks today :3 (and your gameplay lmao) I ended up twisting the lyrics for it into sky berating you about what you're doing while playing the game <3 (also all these drabbles will be put on a masterlist soon dw I just haven't been in the mood to make a new one rn)

“God you’re just so obvious.”

“Huh what- I who said that, who else is in here with me? I - I should be alone in here.”

“Come on [name], I’m sorry for spooking you but really?”

“I-”

“I can’t take it just sitting here in silence while you go back to them again.”

Link he’s - he’s speaking to me. This, I have to be dreaming this, there’s no way this can be real, stuff like this simply doesn’t happen in real life. Maybe my brains finally giving up trying to convince me not to talk to my ex again so it’s making me hallucinate this. Yeah. Yeah, that makes much more sense than this being real. 

“Did you happen to forget the little details like texting your ‘boyfriend’ in the middle of spending time with me?”

Just respond to it, get it over with then go to bed. You clearly need a break [name]. 

“I was just messaging him because - because we were in a relationship and I - thought he cared for me.”

“He didn’t, not like I do my dove.”

“Not… like you do?”

This is a weird shift from just convincing me not to message my ex. Links moved up to lean against the glass of the screen now, side eyeing me and tracing hearts next to his mouth. 

“Mhm, like I do. They didn’t even stay past a couple of baseless threats. All too eager to leave you alone with a ‘cursed game’ to save their own skin. A coward really.”

Is he seriously implying that - he threatened my ex? Suddenly this doesn’t feel as much like fiction as it did seconds ago. His movements feel too real. Now that he’s back tracking too. 

“Not that I will ever hurt you my love. You’re mine all mine, I just - had to get them away from you first.”

[ask-misconduct]

*gives 12 dablooons* its not safe here traveler keep these for when needed *poof gone*

i did NOT expect to see dabloons mentioned ever again in my life

continuation of this little story is here

previous - next (first)

[cic-pr-au-incorrect-quotes]

Michael, sweating: Charlie, there’s something I need to ask you-

Charlie: Finally! You’re proposing!

Michael: How’d you know?

Charlie: Mike, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

Charlie: I even picked it up once.

[cobalt-axolotl]

Scott: ok so to do the finisher you gotta press this button.

Nick: can i pilot the robot now?

Scott: hold on lil bro, anyways to combine and split back into the individual convoys you slip this switch here.

Nick: can i pilot the robot now?.

Scott: not yet, in order to swap arm's you press this button here.

Nick: can i pilot the robot now?.

Scott: be patient, in order to steer the mega convoy you just need to grab onto this wheel here,

Nick:... can i-

Scott: yes you can pilot the robot now.

Nick: *under his breath* YES!

[softquietsteadylove]

Just Gil causally cracking some bones because they dared to slap Thena

AU is free to choose :)

"Oh, come on."

Gil shared the sentiment. He pulled the truck over, already bracing himself for whatever trouble was about to take place. He was sure they were just drunk kids partying, but sometimes that was the worst kind of citation to give.

Thena walked ahead, as the White Wolf would. They were almost at the end of their perimeter check and on their way back home when they spotted the fire through the trees. It wasn't in a particularly big clearing, the fire was way too large for the wildfire regulations of the state. And every once in a while it would surge, and it was definitely because they were tossing liquor onto the flames for fun.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who the hell are you?!" Thena snarled right back at them. She walked into their little bonfire, happily knocking over an abandoned camping chair and a few bottles on her way. "Anyone want to tell me why you have a fire the height of a tool shed built in the middle of the damn woods?"

"Fuck off, Tomb Raider, it's open land, we can camp where we want."

Gil grimaced. So, this was going to go even worse than he expected. He attempted to inject some reason into the conversation. "Look, guys, the fire is way too big, it's a hazard. It's not a properly dug fire pit, or raised off the ground."

"Oh, sorry Sparky," another of the young men laughed at them. They weren't slurring their words but they were clearly far from sober. "I didn't realise the cops get called on people just trying to have a good time."

"We're not cops, guys, we're the fire department," he frowned, crossing his arms at them. "We don't care if you're walking around with booze or smoking anything. What we care about is you not setting the entire area on fire in the dry season."

"Oh yeah?" a particularly cocky, particularly mouthy one stood up from a log. He tossed his lit cigarette - at least, Gil thought it was a cigarette - on the ground (literally after he was just told to put it out properly!). He sauntered over to them, bottle of whiskey in hand. "If you're firefighters, doesn't that mean you're public servants? My tax dollars pay your fuckin' salary!"

"Our salary has nothing to do with your rich daddy," Thena snapped at him, pushing him back from Gil and into a position where it was harder to ignore her again.

"Hey, you're not allowed to touch me!"

"Oh, really?" she drawled, picking at his button up shirt - why would he wear that camping - and then his baseball cap and then just giving him a pat on the cheek. It was lighter than a slap but harder than something one would call affectionate. "Every single one of you needs to pack it up. If you're still here by the time we come back with the hose, you're getting sprayed."

"Won't that, like, kill us?"

"If only I could be so lucky," she rolled her eyes at them. She walked towards the other two, examining the scene. "We may not be cops, but you might not want to be caught with this amount of liquor. What if mummy and daddy discover what their precious little angels are up to?"

"We didn't-"

"Clean it up!" she snapped at them.

But they weren't high school kids, they were easily in college, maybe even graduated. And Gil didn't like the looks on their faces. He rolled his shoulders, drawing his posture up. "Seriously, guys, I don't want to have to come back and turn you over to actual cops."

The other two looked at their ring leader. Their complacency had limits, it seemed, but he didn't exactly tell them to stand up and fight his battle like little minions.

Thena walked past him again, and Gil had to admit he watched the guy closely. He didn't like the vibe any of them had, especially that one. He put his hands in his pockets, ready to get back in the truck.

"Hey, Snow White?"

"What did you-!"

Gil felt as if he'd heard a gunshot. The slap had a real crack to it, because the bastard hadn't held anything back. He looked happy about it, too--proud of himself. For...slapping a woman across the face.

He laughed as Thena stumbled back, blinking through the shock of it. "If you can touch me I don't see why I can't do the same. Don't say I'm not a feminist, because I'm not gonna go easy on you just for being pretty."

Thena recovered quickly, she moved her tongue around in her mouth and spit after probably nipping her tongue with her teeth from the impact. She glared at him. "And they say chivalry is dead."

"Come on, man."

"Yeah, let's just leave."

Gil ignored the other two. His only problem was this motherfucker. He walked over to him calmly. He had to be calm. His chest was burning but he controlled his breathing as he went over and picked the guy right up off the ground.

"What're-"

His little friends yelped as Gil slammed the guy down into the dirt. It was soft forest floor, he was fine; he couldn't be unconscious yet. Gil grasped his shirt again, lifting his head up before bouncing it off the ground like a ball.

"Hey," Gil leaned in, snapping his fingers in front of his dazed eyes. "Stay with me, Sleeping Beauty. Pay attention."

The guy just groaned, barely holding it together.

Gil picked him up again, adjusting him a few times until he could stand on his feet. "You think it's funny to slap a woman?"

The self proclaimed 'feminist' attempted to mumble something, but it was completely incoherent. It was honestly a total coin toss whether it was an apology or something that would just piss him off more.

Gil grabbed the front of his shirt again, making sure his head wasn't wobbling around when he spoke to him. "If I ever see you again, I'm gonna rip your little bobble head right off your scrawny shoulders."

Gil wound all the way back, landing an open palm slap that felt like it shook the trees. His little buddies were silent, unable to even freak out. Gil tested the kid's balance but he might have fainted from the slap. He shook him.

A few of the bones in his ear might have been damaged from that.

But Gil huffed. When his eyes opened again he let go of him. He stumbled and then fell over, trying to drag himself anywhere that might be safe.

"L-Listen, we're sorry, okay? We'll clean all this up!"

"We'll put out the fire! You'll never see us again!"

Weren't so complacent now, now were they? Gil rolled his eyes. He watched as they put an arm each over their shoulders to drag their positively incapacitated friend away.

"Anything else, buddy?" Gil leaned in for the final word from the man of the hour. His head was dangling and he was trying to mumble something again, although the side of his face was swelling rapidly. "Wassat? I can't hear you!"

"He said he's sorry!"

"Very sorry!"

Thena stepped aside as they rushed him away, she was assuming to the designated area for parking up the trail slightly. "Should we be letting them drive anywhere?"

"I'll call them an ambulance," Gil shrugged, pulling out they keys that had fallen out of their new friend's pocket when he was on the ground. He tossed them to her, "he's probably a little concussed."

She chuckled, examining the keychain, featuring their very expensive alma mater and the logo of the luxury car brand in question. "I'm not going to thank you for the knight in shining armour act. If you hadn't have knocked his lights out I might have given it a go."

"Sorry to deny you," he smiled halfheartedly. He knew that Thena wasn't the type to shy away from a fight, and that she wouldn't think it was helpful for him to lose it on a bunch of spoiled brats over it. But he scowled anyway.

She made a face as he just barely brushed the tips of his fingers over her cheek. "I'm fine."

"It's swollen," he corrected. He could still recall it perfectly, replaying it in a morbid and horrific way since the second it happened. The wind up, the glee on that asshole's face. The way Thena's silhouette against the fire was so much smaller than his.

She shrugged, testing the damage for herself with her own palm. "So I'll have a cold one when we get home. By tomorrow, it won't even matter."

By tomorrow she would have a bruise, and Gil wondered if this anger in him was really going to go away just like that. He wasn't usually the angry type, but he couldn't just let something like this slide.

"Thanks," she said more quietly, nudging his arm with the back of her hand. She slipped her hands into her pockets as she started in the direction of the truck. "I know you were just being sweet."

He sighed. If that was how she wanted to think of it, then he wouldn't stop her. But sure, what he thought was a completely natural response could be chivalry if she was used to living with wild animals.

Thena was already on the radio, ordering medical assistance to their location. Gil dragged his feet behind her until he could pull himself up into the truck cabin as well. "I suppose we should wait until we're sure those morons get picked up."

"I guess," Thena said lightly. And he knew damn well it was her way of saying they didn't have to rush home. If she was in pain, there was no way she was going to show it that easily. It simply wasn't her style.

"Y'know, if your boys hear about this they'd be just as pissed as I am," Gil muttered in his own defense. And smiled, because it did get a laugh out of her.

"My boys are just as bad as you are. But they would know better than to step in for me," she gave him a pointed look. He shrugged and attempted a cute smile. She rolled her eyes at him and settled into her seat more comfortably. "You fellas have too much sympathy in you. But a swift kick in the nuts always does the job for me."

Well, he could definitely agree that it was deserved, in this case.

[waynedunlaptheorgandonor]

oh, btw, since ik there's overlap btwn my caryl lovers and xfiles fans, i have an unhinged project going on over on my xfiles side blog where i am keeping track of how often they solve cases + other misc stats

-> @xf-cases-solved

[flowery-king]

I looked at my old design for the Royal Rudinns and decided i can do better so here's take 2 where i incorporate more bird themes and base them around a cockatrice :]

♦ The diamonds main in offensive style of attack! They're fast and equipped with a lot of blades. Extremely deadly if they put the effort into it, however they can easily be pacified with a shiny object. This includes the mighty King Malachite hah.

♦ In the original story I had for these two was that the Queen is of Royal blood and ran away to join a circus because the tight up life style of royalty is just not for her at all. There she would meet Jevil and befriend him and later on the King (not a royal) would find her there and they would become friends. I decided to change it and have Malachite be of Royal blood and make Spinel an attraction that's always been with the circus. It just made it feel less complicated.

♦ Something I noticed with The Diamond king's sprite is that he also has a spiky collar like the Spade king, so literally just because of that similarity I've decided that they have a bit of a rivalry going on. Malachite thinks it's all fun and games and doesn't take it too seriously, Briser (The Spade King) however, can't stand him. So it's a bit one sided actually.

♦ None of the Rudinns have boobs, regardless of sex. Since both birds and snakes don't have them I feel no need to incorporate them into my designs. The only actual distinction between sexes as a Rudinn (apart from reproductive organs) is that the females have wings and the males don't. Every other feature can appear on both sexes. Malachite however doesn't care and frequently wears a pair of fake wings to match with his wife. Sexes be damned, he thinks the wings are pretty and likes wearing them. Spinel thinks he's looks very handsome with them.

♦ The news of a Lightner (Raegan) being spotted within their Kingdom again after years of vacancy made the Spade King restless, and sensing the danger approaching, Spinel helped the Rulers and their children slip away to a safer area for the time being. The other three Kings could not follow, or else the Spade King would sniff out their plan. Briser immediately went searching when he couldn't find the other royals after caging the Kings, but could not find them anywhere. They are safe and planning their next moves carefully.

[deusvervewrites]

Full Throttle AU: I kind of just assumed that Sir Nighteye was just pouting in a corner, and possibly ranting on how Mirio would never have struggled to control 100% of One For All.

Yeah that sounds like something he'd do. Or complain about the collateral damage

[moonflower-rose]

[seasidefae]

current thoughts are on driver carlos and his non-driver boyfriend oscar who we don’t see much of in the paddock because 1) he hates the publicity (“he’s like piñon,” says carlos), 2) he’s an architect and always busy, and 3) he’s too cute carlos is afraid people won’t get enough of him (“also like piñon,” carlos adds)

[brokenhardies]

The Butterfly Effect Chapter Nine Rewrite

Yusuke gets a part-time job and does drugs. All in a few days' work for a Phantom Thief!

[everygayfandom]

why are there not more people talking about the mcyt nascar!au by youreyeslookliketheocean on ao3????? it’s a fucking masterpiece and has single-handedly gotten me back into reading regularly. i’m beginning to think my obsession with it is unhealthy