#good luck sir 🫡

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JINYOUNGGGGGGGGGGGG 😫😫😫😫😫

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love conjeture, lh44 x reader

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pairing: lewis hamilton x mathematician!reader

summary: sometimes algorithms win championships, other times they help find love. (social media au)

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mercedesamgf1 This year we want to give a special thank-you to Dr. Yn Ln! With the creation of her new algorithm focused on data analysis and her extensive collaboration this season our view in analytics evolved to unimaginable levels. We are forever grateful for her contributions and what they mean for the future of Formula 1. Thanks again Dr. Ln, and good luck with the thesis! 😎💻

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yninmath thank you for the opportunity🫡💙 it was an honor to work alongside this great team

mercedesamgf1 👏💙

user1 omg work girlll!!

user2 just googled her and im going crazy like how do you have 3 phds at 27😭?

user3 graduated super early too shes kind of a genius lol

lewishamilton thank you miss yn💙

yninmath your welcome sir champion🥹

user4 ok this is cuteee

user5 you should be thanking him bffr

georgerussell63 Outstanding!🙌 Make sure to come back Dr. Yn

yninmath oh but the travelling😮‍💨

lewishamilton nah you’ll make it back

yninmath if you say so haha

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yninmath currently picking up trash couches, writing thesis and remembering the friends ive made along the way 🤓💘

on a serious note, if anyone is interested in reading about topology feel free to read my new paper abt it (link in bio #influencer)

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roscoelovescoco working’s hard🐾😵‍💫

yninmath or hardly working🤔

bestfriend surprised the couch didnt bring rats or something

yninmath no rats or fleas!!! its been a great couch #trashcouch #luckygirls

bestfriend please never use # again

user1 great paper dr yn😍 is there any way I could get your paper on the hodge conjeture for academical porpouses? magazines are too expensive, help a girl out🙏

yninmath dm me girl that should be free so make sure your class gets it too

user2 dr yn youre saving the nyu maths class of 25’🫡

lewishamilton no rest on break miss yn?

yninmath you know me already haha💞

user3 suspicious…

user4 what? they cant be just friends?

user5 I thought she worked for merecedes, what is this?

user6 she was only there to develop part of her thesis tho still won them another championship

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f1paddockgossip BREAKING! Lewis Hamilton was caught while vacationing in France with mathematician and Mercedes’ collaborator Dr. Yn Ln. The pair are rumored to be in a months-long relationship already, starting in the middle of last season.

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user1 NOOOOO

user2 isnt she like way younger than him? weird

user3 shes literally a grown woman lol she can be with whoever she pleases

user4 no cause they actually look really cute🥹 so happy for them

user5 right! she seems super nice

user6 i just know that man is confused everytime she talks numbers lmao the curse of dating a stem girlie

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lewishamilton congrats on the finished thesis miss yn😉💙 love you

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yninmath love u and ty for the championship😘 would have failed otherwise

lewishamilton 😂😂

lewishamilton anything for my girl

yninmath 🥹

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yninmath you best believe he sat on the #trashcouch #dearlordwhenigettoheaven

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bestfriend did it have fleas lewishamilton?

lewishamilton no but I was worried

yninmath booo tomatoes

bestfriend just buy a new one please

yninmath i believe in sustentability🫡🍃

lewishamilton there has to be a limit

lewishamilton ❤️❤️

yninmath love you sm

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a/n: ty for reading and i hope you enjoyed🩷 maybe ill be writing more for different drivers soon, so if anyone is interesed keep that in mind!

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Let Me Go(Charles Leclerc)

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summary: Nova Riccardo is the younger sister of Daniel. Nova is a race engineer at Ferrari she joined around the same time as Charles. Nova and Charles have been close friends for a long time. Most would think they are together but nobody knows if they are.But they have secretly been together for a while.However Nova feels as if she isn’t being treated well at Ferrari. So she decides to look at other options. But her decision might not go so well with Charles…

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(tw//:loss of baby, swearing)

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apparently Charles thinks he’s the engineer now?? so does this make me the driver of his car??

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carlossainz55✔️: I would assume so nova 😀

ferrai✔️: hmmmmmm do we get nov ric on the track now??

danielricciardo✔️: this is a scary thought not Charles being the engineer but nova in an F1 car 😅

novaricciardo✔️: danielricciardo let me cook Daniel let me cook in peace

landonorris✔️: clear the track mates novas gonna cook on it 🕺🏽

novaricciardo✔️: landonorris this is why your my best mate thank you sir

lilymhe✔️: I think yes

charlesleclerc✔️: I mean I guess so can you drive ?? cause I have no idea how to engineer so

novaricciardo✔️: charlesleclerc I can drive duh Charles… that sucks for you not knowing how to engineer stay safe 🫡

charlesleclerc✔️: novaricciardo so this isn’t gonna work out then because how will you drive a car with no engineer 😔

novaricciardo✔️: charlesleclerc ummmm obviously I will do both sir. but I fear your a better driver so I’ll take my job back now 😀

charlesleclerc✔️: novaricciardo thank god I can not be an engineer anymore

charlesfan: the way he’s looking at nova behind the camera 😭

novxchar: they are flirting in the comments again 🤨

netflix✔️: get someone to look at you the way Charles looks at Nov 🥹

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Nova’s POV

“What” I said looking at Charles as he smiled. “Oh nothing just laughing at the fans comments” Charles said looking at his phone. “You truly are something” I said. “What imagine me doing your job” Charles said I laughed. “Haha I went to school for mine good luck” I said.

“Hey I kinda went to school or well training” Charles said. “Okay fair but you doing my job scares me” I said. “Fair.. I can say the same you behind the wheel of a F1 car scares me” Charles said. “Well that’s how I feel everyday with you” I said. “I know what I’m doing” Charles said.

“Yeah I know that I just worry” I said. “So she cares about me” Charles said I rolled my eyes. “I have a heart you know” I said. “Oh really” Charles said sarcastically. “Keep it up and I’ll go be Carlos’s engineer” I said. “You wouldn’t” Charles said I laughed.

“What am I gonna do with you” I said. “I don’t know” Charles said looking at me. I then took his Ferrari hat and put it on my head. He smiled and took my picture. “Hey that’s gonna cost you” I said. “Oh so we are charging for pics now” Charles said. “Yep pay up” I said holding my hand out.

“Pay up hmm” Charles said pulling me into a kiss. “You are so annoying” I said looking into his eyes. “But I know you love it” Charles said. I pushed his face away gently. “Shush” I said. “So what are you doing later tonight” Charles said.

“I have no plans” I said. “Really your boyfriend isn’t doing anything with you” Charles said. “No.. but he’ll probably annoy me” I said. “I’m sure he will” Charles said. “Why what do you wanna do” I said. “Wanna come over later” Charles said. “Hmmm I guess I could” I said. “You had no choice I drove you here” Charles said as he kissed my cheek as he got up.

“Do you want your hat back” I said. “It’s fine love I just gotta do a couple interviews” Charles said. “You sure” I said. “Mmmh it’s fine” Charles said I kissed him. “Okay good” I said. “I’ll see you afterwards” Charles said.

I watched as he did a couple interviews. Of course they’d ask more personal questions too. Rather than the car or our team. But we both knew we wanted our relationship a secret. Plus everyone just thought we were best friends. Which we were but behind the scenes it was more.

“So Charles is there anyone special in your life” the interviewer asked. I stood behind them. “Yeah.. I’d say so” Charles said with a smile. “What’s she like” the interviewer asked. “She’s… incredibly perfect in every single way” Charles said.

“I really … well this is a bit awkward I don’t really talk about her much in front of cameras” Charles said. I looked at him and smiled. “It’s alright she must be pretty special” the interviewer said. “She is very special to me” Charles said.

Later..

Charles and I walked to his car. We both got in and he drove back to his apartment. We finally made it up to his apartment.

“I’m so tired” I said laying on the couch as soon as we walked in the door. “What if I wanted to show you something” Charles said. “I’m sleeping” I said jokingly. “Sure you are” Charles said. “Alright what” I said. “Come” Charles said taking my hand.

He then lead me to his piano. We both sat down on the bench. “Okay char what” I said. “I just wanna play you something” Charles said as he started to play the piano. I rested my head on his shoulder as he played. He looked at me and smiled then continued to play.

“It’s very beautiful” I said. “You think so” Charles said. “Yeah it’s pretty” I said. “I uhhh wrote it for you” Charles said I smiled. “Oh” I said. “Is that weird or” Charles asked. “No” I said kissing him. “Oh so I have to write you song to get kisses” Charles said.

“You just have to ask” I said. “You.. doing okay recently with everything” Charles asked. “I’m alright Cha” I said. “You know we can talk about it” Charles said. “I don’t want to” I said sitting on the couch. “My love we have to eventually you know” Charles said sitting beside me.

“I know” I said. “Hey” he said hugging me. “It’s just difficult” I said. “I know it is difficult harder on you I imagine” Charles said. “Well it’s not easy losing a baby at all” I said. “Maybe down the road it will work out” Charles said.

“I just.. I guess I was excited even though it wasn’t planned” I said. “Nov me too but it’s alright these things happen” Charles said. “Yeah” I said. “I love you just don’t blame you self” he said kissing my cheek. “I love you more” I said.

“Enough sadness for now” Charles said. “Do you wanna go for a late night stroll by the water” I said. “That sounds lovely and we can go to your favorite bakery” Charles said.

“I’m in” I said.

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SYNOPSIS: Kazuha, a well-known tailor in Inazuma, had a spouse. It's only a shame that his spouse is known for their 'infidelity' in his eyes. [ songfic ]

TW/S: Yandere tendencies, stalking, minor and major character death/s, emotional manipulation in a way, gore, violence, fire/arson, sewing... questionable fabric, unreliable narrator, shifting POVs, dead dove: do not eat, dollification, delusional thinking, Kazuha progressively loses it till the end, beheading, oh God this fic and tws are long Im so sorry―

NOTE: During the fic, it is recommended to listen to "The Tailor of Enbizaka". It will make sense when you read through this fic :)

(also, I apologize if this took a while for me to write. I got busy and writer's block hit me :( anyways, second work and its the best boy! Though, I hope you all don't blame me for fucking him up. Also also!! This is very much a long, LONG fic— like 2k+ long, so 🫡 gl soldier, I'll see if I don't need to make this to a 2 part series)

(update: this fic took 6k words, good luck y'all, this one is a WILD ride)

In Inazuma, there is a tale that is shared by many about a crimson clad man and his lover.

The others never settled on what he looked during the day before his death, nor were they sure what his prior job was before he became a tailor. However, they always complimented him for his looks and his skill, knowing that whatever he used as his own special fabric would be tailored and taken care of well.

Even with one full of holes and tears, he is gifted with the ability to patch them up till it was brand new. In the village he lived in, he was regarded for having such a talent, and he had his shop open and full of visitors.

However, the only thing that made people question him was his behavior. Despite how mild-manner the tailor was, he often comments on how his beloved darling refused to come home and continues to cheat on him.

Many those that still lived during the time said the crimson-eyed tailor acted delusional, but just how far can those delusions go?

No one knows but the man himself... And the one who persecuted him, too.

It was that year since I've seen my beloved after the accident.

A year that, when I saw them, I've longed to see them and speak to them about our time together as a married couple.

To begin with, I am Kaedehara Kazuha, or― as the townsfolk here call me, the 'Crimson-Eyed Tailor'. Although I am highly regarded for my craftsmanship, many told me that I am odd for my adoration for my beloved maple.

Why is it that odd? I thought all married couples do this, even if some think that it feels off.

Besides that, however, my darling isn't quite aware of my... Endeavors. More specifically, their streak of getting out for hours, perhaps days and weeks, and not even coming around to speak to me.

I am bound to them by an oath when we were married: we both drank sake together under that faithful light of the moon, with only nature watching over us. However, it would seem as if they have forgotten that, and ended up cheating on me in broad daylight.

Like they had no such shame.

Alas, I am but their husband, and I can't simply get mad at my beloved spouse. I know they did no wrong, for they sometimes meet with others as an act of being 'friendly'.

So while I focused on fixing the kimono, I've began to hear something that had been passed around in the village.

Something related to my darling's little ventures.

"I have spoken to [Name] about the matters in their marriage recently," one of the ladies spoke, her voice not so soft enough to conceal who she was speaking about as I fixed the fabric in my hands.

"And from what they told me, they're getting their kimono fixed for when their lover returns home!"

I simply continued on sewing, but the lady's next words had me flinch.

"Ah, they've been married for years, aren't they? And it seems they even have their shiromuku ever since their marriage to sir Kamisato Ayato. How romantic!"

...

The blood continues to spill on my finger, with the needle that I used pricking it when I've lost focus and got too careless.

How uncouth.

From the tale shared by the folks of Narukami Island, they talked about the crimson-eyed tailor's marriage with his supposed 'spouse': an immigrant of sorts from Fontaine, traversing to Inazuma to meet with their lover.

Their relationship together is strange. From the accounts of those with prying eyes, they said that he was the only one putting an effort to their relationship, and they wished to take it slow.

However, there are those that disagreed, saying that it had been the other way around— and it was he who wished for them to slow down.

No one can decide what the tailor had done, for they can't even tell if his desires were to rush or to slow down. But what can be confirmed is one thing everyone kept saying.

He doesn't like his trust being broken.

It had been days after hearing what I did.

I hadn't seen my dearest beloved in those days, and the day I saw them had been when the heir of the Kamisato clan had returned.

I had been busy as ever in sewing till I realized that I'm running out of thread. I don't have any spares, and I'm well aware that there are a few shops that sell supplies for sewing.

And so, on a lazy afternoon, I've got out of my shop in the hopes that I can catch the store to buy the supplies I needed.

The soft sound of wood hitting the pavement greeted my ears, alongside hushed murmuring and discussing with the commonfolk. I greeted a few that noticed me in passing, but they were swift to return to the people they were speaking to prior.

It was a mundane thing, really. But it was the type that felt familiar.

Turning a few corners, I managed to locate the shop I was looking for. Walking up the stairs, I waved at the lady taking care of the store—

—not before my ears perked up at the soft chattering in the distance.

My eyes trailed over to the source, and then, I see them.

My beloved maple.

I saw that they were conversing with the heir of the Kamisato clan, his hand reaching over to hand them a small gift: a small box, with the ribbon being the color of purple. I spot the gleam of gold on top of the ribbon, which eludes me to think that it is the insigna of the clan crested in gold.

How tacky.

I had to hold back the urge to stop them as their conversation was hard to discern, my focus back on the woman running the shop with the supplies I require.

"Hello, madame," I greeted, making the woman smile and nod in greeting as well. "Do you need fabric again, Kaedehara?"

I chuckled, but it was only to mask the bits of instability in my voice.

"Oh, not fabric, madame. I simply desire thread. I have ran out of red and black, and I didn't want to delay the commission I had from monsieur Lyney. Do you have any right now?"

"Red and black thread, hm? I can check at the back. Please give me a moment to look."

With a bow, the seamstress turned around to leave. With that, I let go of the breath I held and turned my gaze back to the bridge, just a few ways away from where my beloved sunset was at.

Watching the two figures, I couldn't help but simply stared at the attire that the heir wore.

Montsuki Haori Hakama: that usually means black or gray. I've known that colored kimonos were not worn with this in mind, and he certainly didn't wore anything that would be too straining.

Still, that shade of black is made of high quality. I'm not surprised if he wore it so rarely, as though to preserve the detail and its intricate work from his very own seamstress.

...

I wonder if I can take it?

Watching the two descend from the bridge, my eyes wandered back to the lady as she returned with the spools of thread, all varying in degrees of color and quality.

"Here you are, Kaedehara! These are the best I can find that fit the colors you asked for."

My eyes twinkled as I took the spools to my hands, my fingers turning and nudging the thread to see just how strong it is.

Interesting. Good quality, too... Maybe I can use this to finish that outfit I've been saving for a while.

"Thank you, madame," I thanked her, making her laugh. "Oh, it's not a problem, Kaedehara! You've done so much for this little town of ours, this is but a simple thing to repay for your efforts!"

With a nod, I paid the seamstress and turned back down to descend from the bustling upper part of the town, the sight of what happened in the bridge a bit further away bothering me from within.

No matter, Kazuha, I mused, carrying the items I required as I felt myself walk back home. Even if you want to get rid of him, it will be much too complicated. You simply need to be patient and wait till the opportunity comes.

...

Although, whoever made his clothes... I wonder if I can speak to them to inquire about their techniques.

The first case that started this was a cold one.

One that is related to a person no one knew so highly about, be it by their background, appearance, and even their name. All they were known for is being the 'tailor' for one of the clans.

There had been a lack of evidence and information about this due to how many tailors had been requested all across Inazuma at the time. It was understandable that people chalked up to them being missing as nothing more than an unfortunate case, not one worthy of being dug into.

Others had suspected that it had been associated with something else, that something (or someone) had done this deliberately. There was no evidence to this, but their claims were loud as they were bold, making it difficult to ascertain its authenticity.

However, the masses have all agreed that this was a normal occurrence. It was not one worth noting, because there had been a lot more that spoke of the same tale, always eluding to their fate being that they were murdered.

It was, unfortunately, the 'norm' of the village in the legend. A norm that, if the people of Inazuma heard it today, would have turned their heads in disgust for how abhorrent it sounds.

Still, many remained curious of the biggest what if that seem to echo in their mind.

Was the tailor associated with his sins?

The Kamisato clan has had it's ups and downs, and it isn't strange to see that they were seeking out talented tailors and workers to work under them.

What was surprising (to everyone), however, was that the head of the clan hired me to work as the Kamisato Clan's personal tailor.

The reasoning behind it was quite simple, especially with what the heir spoke to me when he and I met in the morning when I was to be summoned in the estate— due to his personal tailor (a family friend, he said) going missing for days, they were unable to track down his whereabouts and presumed that he has gone missing.

I was only hired as a "replacement" for the clan's special tailor till then, and he made it extremely clear that there was nothing else to it. Nothing that would spell the fact that I will permanently stay in that position.

Of course, to many, this may sound as an odd deal. There are so many tailors such as myself that would die to be consulted on, to work as the head of the clan's seamstress and work for their outfits. And perhaps, in their naivety, they may consider it as their efforts finally paying off in some way.

However, I have been in a clan myself before. This is nothing more if not a business deal.

A deal between one rising clan, and one whose surname has lost it's widely known heritage.

This only benefits the Kamisato Clan in the effort to save face. To save face of the potential backlash they'll deal with should any information of the missing clan's tailor be brought to light to everyone who remain blissfully ignorant of the innerworkings of the clan.

I would normally deny this kind of offer, mostly because there is no benefit for me to join and work for them. However, times have changed, and I simply reconsidered denying Kamisato Ayato's offer.

... There is a few benefits to me joining. It may be minimal, but it is better than scrounging around in the dark.

And so, I agreed to the offer.

The arrangements set for me to move was quite swift. I'm aware that that he is a man of his word, so it was quite easy for us to prepare my living arrangements and move to the estate.

With the supplies I get from the clan, it's been easy to stay put and gather information to the person I'm targeting.

... That was, until that day came.

I remember it clearly: it was the ends of fall, where the maple leaves fell more and more around the estate's grounds. This usually signified the coming of winter, so I usually savor the season by having time off to admire the scenery.

And in one of my walks, I had travelled from outside of the estate to see if things have changed.

Which, to my luck, I've encountered my darling beloved.

But just like last time, they were not alone.

In the journey of my wandering, I have seen them speak to the sibling of the older heir, Kamisato Ayaka, as they sit on the table outside of the Komore Teahouse.

From how far I am to the entrance of the teahouse, it gives me enough space to watch them interact like friends. The way that the Himegimi raised her fan to cover her face, perhaps from her eyes crinkling in amusement from what they told her...

... It was intriguing. Very intriguing.

So much so that I've felt the claws of envy grip in my chest, clutching its metal nails and making punctures on my already bleeding heart.

What a nuisance. Must you hurt me like this, darling?

I can hardly remember what happened after that. After all, my focus had been set on the two speaking to each other like they were simply companions, unknowing of what fate may bring upon them.

...

"Oh? Kazuha! I didn't notice you came to the Teahouse as well!"

My attention was swiftly pulled away from the sight of my dearest gem, and it landed on the familiar sight of olive eyes. From the appearance alone, many wouldn't think that an immigrant of Mondstadt would be a fixer.

Not even I would be able to see it happen.

However, this man had the skills to prove of his worth— after all, being Inazuma's 'fixer', he's often the go-to man to fix any and every problem that the Narukami Island and others may face.

Which makes him a glass canon— one that is volatile and unpredictable, even under the guise of a friendly face.

That is what Thoma is.

But this "glass cannon" has his weakness, and I know how to use it to my advantage.

Letting a smile slip to my lips, I chuckled, raising my hand to cover my mouth. "Well, I've been foretold by others about Komore Teahouse and it's history. I've been meaning to visit it, but I'm so busy fixing kimonos and making them to have time to spare."

A white lie, but then again, there are many of those that have been foretold in the waking of this world.

What does adding one do at this point? I'm already damned by the heavens the day I've seen the 'truth' of this fate of mine.

Just one lie wouldn't hurt, right?

"Haha, I can't blame you," the taller blonde seem to answer my query with his own, albeit he did seem to look more like he was at ease. Still, I needed to be weary; he can change sides if he so much as sensed that something is wrong.

"After all, with what the missing tailor in the clan circulating around the others in the estate, I'm even surprised that you manage to fill up in their position for months!"

... Oh? So he's noticed my talents, hm?

I shook my head.

"Oh, please. I'm just a humble tailor, Thoma," I reasoned, letting out a heavy sigh. "I have thought of asking them for advice on how they do their work, but since they're missing, all I can do is substitute for their absence."

He gave me an apologetic smile and nodded.

"That is true... I guess I'm just a bit too ecstatic to finally have someone that can fill in their role seamlessly. Lord Kamisato Ayato would've been panicking if we didn't have a replacement soon for his anniversary with his spouse."

... Spouse, huh?

"Hm... Is that so?"

I frowned in thought as I ponder over wanting to... Ask him for a favor. Sure, this one wouldn't do well on one's conscious mind if they knew, but it was simply for their sake.

It was all for them. I knew that.

It wouldn't hurt anyone if I asked Thoma to do this for me. At least, while I still have the chance to do so.

I can only hope the cannon does not think of shooting it's shot to me if I slipped up.

"Speaking of, Thoma, may I ask you for a favor?"

After the first missing case of the tailor, there had been more that were reported. The victims were all varied in their appearance, age, and even from where they used to live, be it in Narukami Island or even outside of Inazuma itself.

It was difficult to tell how many there were exactly, especially with how the legend is interpreted. Some said it was 20, while others said it was 50. This legend has been passed mouth to mouth, so details were not a key figure for a few to remember well.

However, every iteration has the same detail. The victims all had the same similarity as the tailor that simply went "missing".

All of them, in some way, were associated with certain individuals— one of them being his maple, where a few commented that they were the apple of the crimson man's eye.

From the legend and how it has been told, it is safe to assume that the motive was obvious from the first missing case.

It is akin of an open secret, if said secret was twisted to fit his ideals.

"Haven't you heard?"

"What? What is it?"

"The fixer, Thoma… He went missing just few days ago."

"What!?"

…

Ah, so he went missing like the others?

My ears had perked up at the news that we were told. Although Thoma is one many people never thought of being a 'target', the fact he went missing is... Odd.

"Perhaps he had done something," I heard one of the servants whisper amongst themselves, looking rather cautious. "After all, he's been very privy on a few things..."

"Yes, but he isn't the person I'd expect to vanish like that—"

"Shh—! People are going to hear you, you know! Keep it down!"

Hearing their footsteps echo as they take their leave, I turned back to what I have been working on. The sight of the kimono graced my vision as I raised the needle.

I began to sew the tears on it, letting out a soft hum while I fixed the black fabric from it's horrible state.

Slip, stitch, cut, sew.

Slip, stitch, cut, sew.

Slip, stitch, cut—

"Sir Kaedehara? Someone is looking for you."

...!

I felt the needle prick my finger, but I didn't say anything. With a quiet hum, I raised my head to see someone speak to me, their face grim as they shifted on their feet.

Ah.

Despite the feeling of blood pour onto the fabric, I smiled and nodded, putting down the fabric of the kimono I was fixing.

"I'll be right there. Please tell them to wait for me."

"Really? Oh, thank Archons. I'll get going."

Watching them take their leave, my eyes flit over to my scissors.

Still as sharp as ever, I mused, pushing myself to stand up before fixing my attire. Mayhaps today won't need it to be sharpened.

For now, I had to see what the client wants from me. It would simply be a shame if I leave them alone for far, far too long.

Mayhaps they're here to inquire about the kimono I made. I made sure to add my personal touch to it.

...

As I walked to where my client sought to look for me, I see a familiar sight befell in the grounds of the Kamisato Estate.

The himegimi is currently speaking to my betrothed like they are close companions, and the magician (Lyney was his name, I recall), had been listening to their discussion at hand.

His eyes seem to lit up when he saw me, offering me a welcoming grin.

"You must be the tailor that my sister assigned, aren't you?" he asked when I was close enough to hear him, making me chuckle. Taking a seat across, I simply nodded, keeping my professional smile and demeanor in fear of offending him.

"Indeed, I am that tailor. My name is Kaedehara Kazuha, it is a pleasure to meet you."

"Haha, please, the pleasure is all mine!"

The magician shook my hand with mine, and the meeting went as smoothly as one may expect. Although, I couldn't help but let my eyes wander sometimes to where my lover is.

You were speaking to Ayaka like she's a friend of yours. I shan't stop you, darling, but perhaps you aren't aware of the pain you put me through.

Still, I couldn't afford to raise my voice, nor can I think of hurting you with my actions.

How unfortunate. Mayhaps I need to teach you a lesson myself, my angel.

If there was one thing that the legend failed to elaborate, it is the state of the missing people. However, there were... Creative liberties to those that began to see if the legend was true; or, pray tell, associated with any real life events.

To the eyes of others, going missing is a serious deal. It sparks a lot of ideas for what could've happened to them, and especially if they are alive or dead.

Albeit many shrugged off the prior cases, this one was serious. After all, the one that went 'missing' is the fixer of Narukami Island— Thoma, the immigrant in the nation of lightning.

It is, after all, what sparked the eventual downfall of the crimson-eyed tailor and his beloved. Many had thought this was the turning point, but those that did were found to be wrong.

This, after all, was simply the beginning of such downfall. But it wasn't to his lover, the missing residents, or even his companions.

It was to himself, when he used the blades to commit a sin undeserving of forgiveness.

The news that brought upon the missing Himegimi greeted the Kamisato estate that day.

I remember how people were in a disarray. They were much more shaken as they tried to get any sort of lead to where she is, and for some, they were already thinking of quitting.

The estate is already shaken from when Thoma went missing, but now that the young heiress has up and disappeared— especially in winter— it was in chaos.

While I sew the kimonos handed to me, there was an obi that laid on the pile by my right. It was a bit worn, but it can still be saved.

I needed to fix it, and give it my own personal touch. That way, it wouldn't look as though it had been abandoned by it's past owner.

Alas, the noise is getting to me. I could feel the silk resting on my bandaged hand slip every once in a while, if it weren't for how tight I've been holding the fabric.

Slip, stitch, cut, sew.

Slip, stitch, cut, sew.

I needed to put my focus on what I'm doing. I needed to focus on the job.

Slip, stitch, cut, sew.

Slip, stitch, cut, sew.

I mustn't let blood nor dirt stain my creations.

That is what my mother taught me.

Slip, stitch, cut, sew.

Slip, stitch, cut, se—

"I apologize if the estate is in a disarray, detective," I hear a familiar voice speak amongst the hushed and panicked whispers. "The estate hasn't been the same ever since my retainer and my younger sibling had gone missing."

"Oh, it's alright! I'm sure this matter is too serious for you and the others to keep things organized."

"Haha... You can say that it is. Now, it's just right this way..."

... A detective is in the estate. How curious.

It wasn't right to snoop, but I was curious. Curious enough to have finished the kimono I was fixing before I stood to leave my quarters.

The others paid no heed as I followed after the two to Ayato's room, too focused to do what they were assigned to even bat an eye when I got close to where they were heading.

It was only when they were inside that I've stopped and simply bid my time, my focus set on what was happening by the shoji leading to his office. And it didn't took long till I hear things from the other side.

"Ah, so you think that someone is out for you?"

"Yes. Although I am normally adept in figuring out who it could be that's causing this to happen, I can't put heads or tails with how their presence eludes me."

"Man alive... And you said that it started when they went missing?"

"... Yes, detective."

"I see... Man alive, that sounds like it wasn't just a single, one-off case, then. I can help you, but this will take a while if there's no leads."

"I see. It's fine, detective. I'll pay you enough when you figure out where my retainer and sister are. I could hardly think that someone would take them without such consequence."

"Oh, no worries. With me around, no criminal will get out unscathed— I'll make sure to bring them here when I figure out who did this."

...

I see.

Perhaps its about time I have to settle this with him.

There was a time where I have thought that things will change.

Where these cases will be laid forgotten, perhaps even unresolved with the lack of hints.

I spent weeks on end, keeping my tracks short and erasing any leads that can lead towards me again.

I spent so, so long trying so desperately to hide anything resembling my crimes.

But alas... He found me.

It was the time where I had to dispose of those bodies. Although I had no heart to bury them under nature, I was not above treating them as though they were simply people.

Even in death, I wanted to make them feel like they look peaceful. Although, perhaps simply sewing their wounds left by my scissors was not something I can treat.

In the middle of the night, I was carrying the Himegimi outside of the abandoned houses I tend to with her retainer, Thoma. I had thought of letting her rest someplace else. Her attire has been sullied, and I needed to keep the two somewhere where no one can find them.

Corpses rot over time, and if it was possible, letting them turn to nothing in the likes of Tsurumi Island will be enough for my weary heart to rest.

With how adept I am of keeping my tracks hidden, I had thought no one would be able to tail on me. But alas, due to the missing cases I've caused, perhaps I wasn't expecting this to happen.

"I knew you'd be here, Kaedehara Kazuha."

I simply paused upon hearing his voice, my head craning back to see that it was Ayato. Despite how composed he looks, I can tell that the nights he spent trying to search for his beloved sibling and retainer wore him down.

His once flawless appearance was nothing but sullied, his attire feeling like its simply hanging off of him, and the way he staggered while looking at me without a shred of restrain is new. Raw for such a heir.

"And that body..." he murmured, his eyes glaring daggers when he found out who it was.

Perhaps it's her dress that makes her recognizable. Or the hair.

"... I thought I've erased everything that can lead back to me," I spoke, sighing as I placed Ayaka's body down. "What a shame. I was quite close to erasing any traces and signs of their whereabouts. It would be nice to only have them be marked as 'missing', not dead."

"So... You admit to it, then?" the heir asked, walking over with stride. "That you have done this, Kaedehara?"

I simply said nothing.

And I knew that was enough of a confirmation for him.

"I knew something was wrong with you," I heard him speak, which caught my attention. Turning my body to finally face him, I watched as he scoffed and continued, "After all, a man as serene as you often had the worst to hide."

"Oh? How curious. Why would you say that?"

I saw his lips curl to a smile.

"Why, I had someone tail after you," he answered, his tone sounding so blunt and his demeanor became more like he's simply 'teaching' me something. "Someone that is associated with the clan. I'm sure you know who it is."

... How uncouth.

"I see... And you confronted me now? For what?"

"A duel."

He unsheathed his blade, and raised it towards my direction.

"I do not usually participate in these, but I'd like to honor your tradition. If I win, you turn yourself in to the Tenryou Commission. Confess all of your crimes, and we shall call it even."

"... Very well."

I raised my own blade, as a sign to his own.

"I needn't state my own terms if I lose, as I can't let you get out alive. Now, let us settle this matter... To each of our graves."

Usually, such details cannot be recreated from interpretation alone.

However, this one was the few exceptions to it's inevitable fate due to it's popularity.

The legend had focused on keeping the existence and ties of the Crimson-Eyed Tailor up for the listener's interpretation. This scene, however, was directly associated to a case that had been tackled many years ago.

The case went as such: each resident of a town goes missing each week. No one knows when it happens, as the day is often random. The victims of these disappearances are also random, so no one could derive from it being a 'pattern'.

No matter how young or old one is, their gender, their living conditions, and even their past... When they least expect it, they simply vanish. Erased.

The only times where the victim was found, several eye-witnesses had different iterations. Some said that the bodies were buried, while others found it floating by riverbanks and the side of the sea.

But the most common— and widely known, of course— was that each victim were made to a doll.

Their limbs were nothing if not sewn with thread, cuts of various degrees being patched with thread of similar color to 'mask' it's oddity. Their eyes were closed, but those that were unfortunate to open it were only greeted with it being turned to the back of their heads.

In some victims, several pieces of their possession were taken. However, most kept theirs on their person, and were seen to not be tampered with.

No one knows what drove someone to this degree. No one can even comprehend such a fact that it was entirely possible.

But to someone who's mind was twisted to the point of no return... It was.

This case had a name, but every resident of Inazuma refused to speak of it. Each time one does, they were told of the legend behind this case.

They were told of the Crimson-Eyed Tailor, and they were warned of one thing.

"Do not look at him or his betrothed. If you do, you're as good as dead."

...

It had been a year since our fight happened.

I remember the chaos that occurred back when I finally erased that man. Although it did left his body in an undesirable state, I still fixed and sew him up so that he didn't look as such.

Even in death, I wish to give the heir some form of dignity. That, in some way, I wish to give him his final respects.

After all, he had simply misunderstood my intentions. He didn't knew that I was out for one person from the very beginning.

The downfall of the Kamisato Clan was imminent at that point. I've seen many flee, and witnessed the tragedy befall on the Narukami Island. Many of the people I've met had simply ran off to seek refuge, the terror grasping and choking them like they were unable to think.

However, I remain clear. And I simply continued to do my work diligently.

I have been working on something... Special. And with one last snip of my bloodied scissors, it was now complete.

My final and life-long work, all laid across and now in my hands. The fabric I chose was rather difficult to sew. I should have known that human skin would be too hard, depending on where I retrieved it from.

Dying it in black, I wrapped the obi that had been sewn with the use of the Himegimi's locks, and retrieved the crest of the Kamisato Clan. Adorning it on my person, I viewed myself at the mirror to see my handiwork.

"Finally," I murmured, feeling an odd sensation in my chest as I wore the fruits of my labor. "It is now complete."

With the chaos guiding me and masking my presence, I fled to head by the mountain.

I knew where you were bound to go.

I knew of your crimes long before you knew me.

I didn't paid much attention if anyone saw me. I didn't care if blood simply poured from my attire and to the ground that I'm walking on. I could hardly give a damn if some realized of my crimes in that blasted estate.

I had my scissors with me, and I only wish to fulfill my last wish before I leave this cursed world.

You murdered my family, [Name].

You were the one who caused that fire all those years ago.

I remember those burns you gave me. I remember just how much of a coward you were, fleeing from the scene you caused yourself.

How could I lose everything? And how can you keep your family?

No. No, that mustn't happen. I must set this right.

As your 'lover', I'll make sure you understand what you did wrong.

The culprit of the legend was caught, at least by the end.

All of the townsfolk had banded over to help the detective figure out who had caused such a stir, and it was only because of one eye-witness that said everything. That simply told the truth of the man behind it all.

It was the Crimson-Eyed Tailor, the one who was gripped with envy, that caused such a massacre to occur.

When they found what became of the last victim, his 'lover', they became a doll of his own. After killing them, the legend proceeded to speak of how he had simply 'sown' their skin alongside his, making them his perfect beloved doll.

One of the iterations even mentioned that his unnamed lover was in a Shiromuku outfit, eyes gouged so they may "never look at another man". At least, from what the tale has concluded.

Because of the severity of his crime, the tailor was sent to be on his death row. When the detective tried to get information out of him, they found out that he has lost his mind.

He became a shell of the brilliant man they knew, laughing and speaking that he has finally fulfilled his desire.

Even when he was dragged onto the guillotine, that day was marked as the end of the massacre, and those who were alive spoke of the man's chilling laughter up until his head was cut off.

...

And that was the end of the "Crimson-Eyed Tailor" and his legend.

Or, more accurately, the history of the known "Dead Man's Heart" case, and how Kaedehara Kazuha murdered the one he "loved" for revenge.

@.throw-letter-away | do not republish or repost my works anywhere | 2023

[hughesmedicine]

birthday | t. zegras

trevor zegras x hughes reader

timeline might be a little wonky but oh well this took way too long 🫡

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ynhughes: happy birthday to my favorite swiftie( and duck but don’t tell jamie) I love you so much and tonight we get fucken lit!( respectfully since you have a game tomorrow)🤭 but thank you for being my best friend and lover for so many years and I wouldn’t change it for the world and I don’t regret hitting you with my hockey stick when we met!❤️

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trevorzegras: babe we were like 2 when you hit me with the stick😭

ynhughes: yeah so?

trevorzegras: I don’t understand you sometimes

jamie.drysdale: something we share in common

ynhughes: okay but jack understands me all the time

jamie.drysdale: he only understands you because he acts the same way😭

ynhughes: he’s just real for that

jackhughes: yep!

trevorzegras: thank you, I love you so much and I’m so glad you hit me with the stick( even though it hurt)❤️

ynhughes: had to knock some sense into you as a kid sorry

_alextorcotte: happy birthday bud, we’ll party after my game!!

ynhughes: MONDAY SHOTS WOO @/jackhughes you coming??

jackhughes: sorry I have a game tomorrow or I would

ynhughes: boo you should skip it!

nicohischier: if he skips it we’re fighting

ynhughes: square up sir🫵

trevorzegras: don’t listen to her, she’s already drunk

jackhughes: I won’t be skipping but good luck z and happy birthday!!

trevorzegras: thanks man I love you!🧡

colecaufield: okay but I’ll be there soon so take the alcohol away and happy birthday z!

ynhughes: take the alcohol away and someone looses a finger.

jamie.drysdale: I value my fingers so not it

trevorzegras: same I need them for some things

ynhughes: I can name those things

_quinnhughes: trevor for the sake of her brothers eyes, please take her phone away.

trevorzegras: on it

lhughes_06: happy birthday trevor, we’ll celebrate together when summer comes around!

ynhughes: nuh uh stay away from the alcohol moosey, it’s not good for you🫡

lhughes_06: says the one who’s drunk.

ynhughes: I’m old enough to drink!

lhughes_06: mkay time to tell mom about all the other shit you did when you weren’t!

ynhughes: @/dylanduke25 tackle him for me and tie him up if he tries to call mom

dylanduke25: god he’s fast but I got him

ynhughes: thank you!

jamie.drysdale: also I refuse to believe he’s your favorite duck.

ynhughes: you know I had to lie to protect his feelings!

trevorzegras: hey!

ynhughes: oops sorry!

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jackhughes: happy birthday z!

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colecaufield: still wondering where my birthday post is

jackhughes: keep wondering

colecaulfield: @ynhughes he’s being mean again!

ynhughes: rowdy don’t be rude!

jackhughes: I don’t like that you guys are friends.

ynhughes: good🤭

trevorzegras: thank you bro!🥹🧡 we need to take more pictures soon!

jackhughes: summer needs to hurry

trevorzegras: for once I’ll agree with you!

jackhughes: you should agree with me all the time

trevorzegras: nah I’m good

jackhughes: okay rude!

trevorzegras: it’s not rude at all considering who your sister is and how you two act

ynhughes: don’t bring me into this!

jackhughes: ^

_quinnhughes: happy birthday trevor!! can’t wait till we play together again and I win!

ynhughes: you win?

trevorzegras: HA but thanks man! but I’ll be winning sorry (I’m not sorry)

_quinnhughes: gosh I hate you guys.

ynhughes: love you more quinner

trevorzegras: ^

elblue6: happy birthday trevor!! I hope you love the gift I sent you!❤️

trevorzegras: I did love it!! Thank you momma el🧡

ynhughes: you should’ve used unhinged photos of him😐

trevorzegras: I’m actually glad he didn’t

ynhughes: so what your saying is that you hate when I use them??

trevorzegras: stop putting words in my mouth.

_alexturcotte: unhinged photos of z are the best!

ynhughes: see alex gets it!!

trevorzegras: yeah yeah.

[wispscribbles]

hi i hope this isn’t annoying and i am taking all my bravery just to do this off anon, however i just stumbled across your account this morning and read all of NRFTW in one sitting and this is the first time in so long ive read a whole fanfic, LET ALONE one that made me gasp out loud and giggle to myself and ALL THAT CRAZY SHIT!! your writing is what i aspire to reach (as one writer to another)! all the callbacks and flashbacks were so perfectly placed and written. reading that was truly a fuckin MAGICAL experience dude. keep it up man :3

Aaaah thank you so much!!! No need to be nervous writing me, I love receiving asks (but also, I get it, I’m the same) - and asks about NRFTW??? My bread and butter, I am so so happy that people are continually finding and enjoying that fic. I put my sweat, tears and half a year into that thing, and while I keep finding more and more flaws if I read through it, I still think it makes up for it with… soul?? Idk, I’m just happy that it’s a good read for so many folks. To hear I can inspire you and your writing is genuinely all I could hope for. I’m still learning and working to improve - we’re out here together !! Thanks again, and good luck writing 🫡❤️❤️

I hope it’s ok that I answer these asks in a single post - they have a bit of a theme, so it feels right

That’s dedicated reading! It’s fun to see ppl reading it in a few hours - makes me think of the poor souls who waited from chapter to chapter. ANYWAY, thank you so much for reading!! I kinda hope I’m struck by inspiration to write more for that universe some day, but everything was wrapped up fairly neatly, so it’d almost be a shame. We’ll see! (I think the characters would prefer if I let them be, given my tendency to… blow stuff up) (in fics!) Thank you for sending an ask my way ❤️

@maraskywalkers hiii!! Thank youuuu !!!! I’m so happy you enjoyed it 🥰 It’s nice not being alone in enjoying something a little more soft for ghoap, despite the nature of canon. Thanks for reading !!

@sir-boggy-himself (GREAT name, Sir Boggy) Thank you for reading! In one sitting, too?? There’s something so fun in knowing some folks experienced that whole thing in one go, that’s gotta give some emotional whiplash along the way 😭 I’m happy you enjoy both the art and the fics. I hope I can keep making good stuff 🥹 Thanks again !!!

[voxofthevoid]

“the most delicious mouldy mushroom to have ever mushroomed” is a perfectly sensical title and I shall wear it with pride!

VISION AND VIBES OH MY GOODNESS that is the ONLY way to cut hair. Your mother sounds like a true artist, and what a splendid-sounding work of art she created 🥹 The rat-eaten style will be the next big thing, I’m calling it now.

I have been cutting my own hair for years, which is (mostly) fine when it’s long. But any time I want it short OOF things do not go as planned.

It will be my solemn duty from this point on to make your page as pubey as possible 🫡 (Also I am pretty convinced like… half your blog would probably fit right in at r/BrandNewSentence. Your MIND, sir.)

Beautiful! I dub thee thus 🍄

My mother is quite literally an artist, but I sure shan't be letting her near my hair again!

Also, mad respect to you for managing your own hair (despite the occasional pubehead situation)! I'm always impressed by that, regardless of whether it's short or long cuts. May your luck on the shorter end be better in the future ✂️

And *bows* thank you, thank you. Though I venture into Reddit often enough to be fairly sure that the crowd on that subreddit wouldn't survive my Tumblr or Ao3 without starting to rant that I'm a *checks notes* cannibalistic pedophilic murderous rapist. And probably other shit I'm missing. What's my word-crime rap sheet again?

[writing-for-the-gays]

helloo!! i would like to request evan/habit x fat/plus size ftm reader. smut if thats ok :3c

can be headcanons or a drabble or anything else, i don't really mind ^_^

head canon + drabble/one shot yahoo

Oh, deer!

Warnings+tags: smut, Evan being a bit of a chaser, my own fat kink getting in the way, uh, whoops(?)Vinny being a victim of walking into shenanigans. You squirt in this and Evan drinks it like water.

Evan gonna be making a different one for habit bc they are two separate entities sharing a twunk body.

Evan: (Evan is deer coded 👍)

- He's tender but not soft, sentimental too.

- don't get me wrong, he'd never hurt you! (Unless you asked, "politely, like a good boy.") but he's not going to treat you like you're going to break with the slightest touch.

-he'll grab you with rough calloused hands and slam you on his dick with you begging for more, while telling you about how good you're being for him, and how much he loves you.

- he loves grabbing your tummy and watching the way it moves under his hands. I can't describe how Into your tummy he is.

- like, good luck with trying to get anything done when he's coming up from behind to slip his hands under your shirt to grab your belly.

- u know the fold in-between your hips and chest? He uses those as handles when he's fucking you, sorry.

-he also loves grabbing your chest , sometimes not even in a horny way, just kinda resting his hands there while y'all cuddle.

- he likes running his fingers through your chest hair too.

-ok he just loves your body, he can't keep his hands off you. He'll grab at anything he can, your ass, hips, love handles, boobs, ECT. He's a very handsy guy. He just wants to feel you.

- total munch, he sucks your T-dick so hard your thighs quiver and you're basically sobbing.

- he loves t-guy pussy, just can't get enough of it. Sucks your t-dick like a binki

- "Evan can you please suck my di-"

-"SIR YES SIR 🫡🇺🇸🦅"

- he loves it when you ride his face too, will literally beg for it. You'll try to pull away to give him air and he grabs your thighs to pull you back onto his face.

- by the time you can actually pull off his face is literally glistening, and you get so embarrassed and he just laughs in that kinda drunk dizzy way (he totally gets hole drunk).

- low-key an exhibitionist. King's fucking you in his car in-between shoots for EMH 🩷 teasing you Abt getting caught. Which has happened. (Vinny always texts you two before walking back to the car to make sure you're decent, he didn't before.)

- He loves edging! Don't ask me why I just KNOW!

- he's obsessed with your body hair. Once you went swimming with the crew and you had a binder and swim trunks on and your happy trail was on full display and he fucked you against the side of the car so hard you had a limp for the rest of the day.

Smut

Evans hands gripped your thighs digging his fingers into the soft fat, his tongue circling your T-dick as he hollowed his cheeks and sucked slightly.

He peers up and over your belly as your head lolls back. He pulls away and you stiffen, letting out a keen from the back of your throat. Evans face is covered in slick, which glistens under dim lights.

You lazily roll your head forward to look at him, his face tucked in-between plush hairy thighs. "Ev- Ev, please i... I need you suck my dick Please- pleaseplease-!"

Before your begging could get any louder he dove back in, sloppily bobbing his head on your t-dick, while alternating between gulping down your slickness and giving you the best fucking head of your life.

Your climax comes fast and hard this time, surprising you and Evan. Your face scrunches up and you tense like the string of a bow, letting out a deep wanton groan. You grip his hair and pull him against your t-dick, his nose nestled in your pubes drinking up your squirt like it's his life source.

His eyes are half lidded and dark. He works you through your orgasm lavishing in the way your thighs clench around his head and jiggle with every jolt of post orgasm pleasure.

He runs his hands up and down your belly, lightly pushing and prodding like a kitten finding milk, enjoying the softness and warmth beneath his fingers.

As you come back down from your high you can feel his fingers trace patterns in your skin. "Pretty boy, you're back." He says softly, a smile gracing his wet face "I hope you're ready for another round."

[the-w0lverine]

MY TITS AND UTERUS SURGERY IS IN 3 HOUR PLEASE WISH ME LUCK GOOD SIR 🥺🫡

Oh uhh.. Good luck!

[red-dead-tastic]

so I make a camp with survival mechanics mod and realize there's a imposter in my tent!

what do I do to get him out? antagonize till he decides to beat me up of course! how else! I was hoping for him to run into the fire hilariously if I just went around it alot. that, sadly failed.

so, I beat him up!

so I sleep after the fight to keep up my mods cores, next morning he wakes up and walks off into the wilderness.

good luck, sir!🫡 (dont get mauled by a cougar)

[nicoscheer]

May I present to you:

A three part story told by Miles Kane and his hungry stomach

-26/11/2023-

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So good 🥰 (Miles reposted)

OH MY LORD

I’m so fucking in love with Maxie I can’t breathe the little paws the way he slid on the hardwood floor

-27/11/2023-

We get it Miles you’re Alex’s Arabella

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Good luck brother looking incredible x (miles reposted)

28/11/2023

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The fact that Miles is mentally also still in Dublin and is thinking about it is kinda comforting that we’re not the only mentally unstable ones but he’s missing his dream week as well and reminisces the special moments

(Liam Toon reposted 🫡🫡🫡 and tagged Miles, Nathan Sudders and Josh Mcclorey) (and Miles rereposted Liam with Yes sir)

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@suddersnathan 🤌🏽🥪 (Miles reposted)(Nathan reposted Miles’ repost)

I am indeed very proud of myself 🫡

29/11/2023

Miles looking for a duet partner for T.Rex’s “life’s a gas” for tomorrows London gig

Love that Miles’ Dublin guitarist second top artist is Arctic Monkeys 🫶🏽🤣

He’s missed us 🥲 also “only acoustic” nah we don’t tolerate self deprecation in this fandom

The first one is just a fancy pink panther theme song and I love Miles for that 🫶🏽🤣

[chaichaispouts]

AYO??! Red... Anyways, good luck Sir Lewis Hamilton! (I am rooting for a P1🫡)

[strandedaylily]

EPIC thunder saga spoilers!! Don’t mind me I’m just gonna go insane rq

FIRST OF ALL. OH MY GOD DUDE PENELOPE I WAS SO CONFUSED DURING THE ENTIRETY OF SUFFERING

AND THEN THE REVEAL THAT THEY WERE SIRENS

AND GOODNESS GRACIOUS ODYSSEUS YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT HE REALLY IS BECOMING A MONSTER ….. RUTHLESSNESS IS MERCY UPON OURSELVES (AND HE’S TAKING IT TO HEART)

SCYLLA SCARES ME 😭 CHILLS MAN THE WAY SCYLLA KEPT COMPARING ODYSSEUS TO A MONSTER LIKE HER IM INSANE IM ABSOLUTELY INSANE RIGHT NOW

BUT THE REAL MVP IS MUTANTY

THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THE CREW STABBED ODYSSEUS LIKE 😭 I THOUGHT THEY WERE GONNA THROW HIM OVERBOARD OR SMTH

ODYSSEUS GETTING KNOCKED OUT AND TIED UP BY HIS OWN CREW

HIM BEGGING EURYLOCHUS TO NOT KILL THE COWS IM

EURYLOCHUS CALLING HIM “ODY”………. NOT SIR OR CAPTAIN BUT ODY FUCKIN ODY IM ABSOLUTELY FUCKING INSANE RIGHT NOW AND EVEN AFTER EVERYTHING HE STILL TRIES TO REASON WITH ODYSSEUS 🦈🦈🦈

THE LUCK RUNS OUT REVERSAL AND ODYSSEUS PLEADING FOR EURYLOCHUS TO LISTEN ….. 😭 I LITERALLY CANT DUDE ACTUAL CHILLS

THE SCARIEST “FULL SPEED AHEAD” I’VE EVER HEARD

ZEUS GETS THE AWARD FOR MOST UNCOMFORTABLE ANALOGY OF THE YEAR 🪦🎉

GODDDDDDD ODYSSEUS HAVING TO CHOOSE ??????? BETWEEN HIM AND HIS CREW ???????? THATS SO AWFUL AUGHHHH I CANT EVEN OH MY GODDDDD I CANT 💔💔💔💔💔

ANYWAYS IM LYING IN A PUDDLE OF MY OWN TEARS RIGHT NOW 🫡

[onboardsorasora]

Updated Dewis Fic Rec List

Here is my current incomplete Dewis faves list. Still wild to me that Dewis is a rare pair and I am doing my part to try and change that 🫡

In the interim, here are the Dewis fics I regularly go back to lol. They are in no particular order. I just went with the easiest way to put this together.

I will add on as I read more fic :)) also, I'll always shamelessly recommend my own Dewis fics lmao

Mainly doing this for myself so I can like put it in my pinned so I can reference later.

Valentine by dr3writings Words:828 “Are you asking me to be your Valentine?”

Aloha - The Art of Saying Hello and Goodbye by WaitingtoBloom Words: 16,210 Daniel travels to Hawaii in an attempt to shut out the world and find his bearings after a tumultuous start to the season, but Formula 1 ends up finding him anyway in the form of one Sir Lewis Hamilton.

Active Love by f1errari Words: 1,638 Daniel grins, one eye closes, he forgot how sharp the sun is at home but he looks at Lewis anyways who smiles softly and tips Daniel’s cap down just a little, Daniel scrunches his nose up in response but opens his eyes ‘well, let’s hope it goes better then last time huh’ (aka Daniel thinks about Lewis a lot and how good they are together before the 2022 Australian gp)

Lewis x Daniel Extended universe by Bones_2_be Words: 18,533 Works: 3 It starts with Lewis and Daniel seeing each other at Coachella

A Kiss for Good Luck by dr3writings Words:1,222 Daniel takes a deep breath and looks at his own reflection in the mirror, the number three glaring at him from the edge of the red bull cap for just a moment before he forces himself to take it off. Not yet.

Don’t need nothing by the_orange_one

Words:9,493 Lewis Hamilton is a seven-time Grammy winner. He’s a fashion icon, a hugely successful R&B artist, adored all around the world. The pandemic brings his 2020 world tour screeching to a halt, leaving him stranded in Brisbane.

Enter struggling ex-band member, newly-solo, Daniel Ricciardo. He’s taking a creative break (read: having breakdowns about his stalling career), living on his farm in Western Australia, and he’s exactly the type of friend to invite someone to live with him during a global shutdown. Especially if it’s Lewis.

or, Lewis and Daniel write a song together, take care of one another, and reconnect while riding out the global shutdown on Daniel’s farm in Perth. Not necessarily in that order.

wrapped in gold by Anonymous Words: 1,162 Daniel had gotten the address from the photographer he’d messaged on Instagram. She’d said it’s beautiful and Lewis trusts her judgment, he’s not all that familiar with the area in the summer anyway.

Love not given lightly by Anonymous Words:2,937 Lewis is all soft, soft skin on luxury Italian leather, limbs ringed in ink and sturdy cuffs. It almost feels criminal to handle him roughly. But Lewis had asked him specifically, and well, they were always accusing Daniel of being too nice for his own good.

Love, In All the Hard Places to Reach by IICarpeDiemII Words: 15,270 Daniel’s been living on his own for almost a decade. He’s forgotten how it is to live with other people. He’s forgotten how hard it is to hide things from someone you’re sharing the same bed with.

Walk ahead and don't wait for me, I'll follow your footsteps anyway .by soulhead

Words:3,033 He can't allow this annoying, emotional and demanding part of him to distract him as it seeks a kind of companionship his racing lifestyle cannot provide. This force of his own that moves for and against his own wellness at time, that bites and scratches when he swallow yet another suppressant : it needs to be muzzled and he's never second-guessed his decision on the topic until very recently.

Or, Daniel is an Alpha on suppressants, but Lewis just wishes he would be himself for once.

Golden days by its_a_yoke Words:2,257 Lewis is happy to have Daniel on the podium with him again and they have a nostalgic one night stand just like in the old days.

it's not a crime to steal from a thief by Anonymous Words: 1,228 Max is still celebrating when Lewis posts the photo with the caption: You win some, you lose some. Today, I won.

one bright moment by pronoe for Gertika Words: 1,345 Daniel wins the race, Lewis wins the championship, they kiss in parc fermé.

loved you for years by Anonymous Words: 1,665 “Now that you’re back at Red Bull, will we see a mating announcement between you and Max? You two have always been so close.”

And in that moment Daniel knows, his mate at home isn't going to be thrilled with that question.

I've had the time of my life (and I owe it all to you) by Danubius Words: 2,147 Daniel realized he shared his bathroom's wall with his negihbor after a long shift at work, when he heard the singing from the other side, and singing back seemed like a good idea.

He didn't think things would escalade so quickly from there.

let's just dance by dr3writings Words: 1,374 “You done with your work?” he mumbles, leaning further into the solid body behind himself and feels a light exhale on his neck that makes him shiver pleasantly.

“Yep, just in time too I saw,” Daniel whispers, the song still playing on repeat in the background and his fingers have started tapping out the beat lightly against Lewis’ stomach without a conscious thought.

can't stand the heat by @toastandvegemite Words: 2,839  Lewis is most irresistible Alpha on the grid. Daniel is the most untameable Omega.

It should be a match made in heaven, but for some reason Lewis is determined to resist Daniel’s charms.

rocking, raftered by leafmeal0ne Words:33,428 Daniel knew it would be generous to call himself an up-and-comer in the music industry. Probably a little generous to call himself anything other than a farm hand.

It seemed that Lewis Hamilton, actual country music legend, disagreed.

the MET by dr3writings Words:969 Daniel feels his phone vibrate in his pocket and hurries to make an excuse to the people he’s in direct vicinity of as he walks down a slightly hidden hallway to answer, no one really pays any attention too caught up in each other so he sneaks off pretty easily. He feels Blake’s eyes on him but just gives him a thumbs up and shows the phone display quickly where it’s still ringing earning a fond eye roll as the other goes back to talking to some of the other guests.

tbc...

[yankstrash]

“Good luck kiss?” for sir mackie 🫡

request for the umich celly extravaganza ! (this is my favorite one so far 🤭🤭,, so cute)

"Good luck kiss?"

Mackie was taking his pregame nap in his bed before his roommates came in and said it was time to go.

You rubbed his back up and down in an attempt to wake him up.

"Baby, you've gotta leave for your game." You said soothingly.

"Mmmmm, I don't wanna get up. You're so comfy." He said in his sleepy voice.

That voice was enough to make you never want to get up either, but you had to.

"Cmon sweet pea, game time." You said.

He huffed as he started to climb off of you. "Fineee."

Within minutes, Mackie was dressed and the two of you walked downstairs to see the other boys ready by the front door.

"Took you long enough." Mark said.

"You ready, smitten Samo?" Dylan asked teasingly.

"Shut up, guys." Mackie said as he reached the bottom of the stairs, turning to look at you.

"I'll see you at the arena?" He asked you.

You smiled and nodded your head. "Of course baby, good luck, I'll see you afterwards." You said, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Mackie smiled at you as he asked, "Good luck kiss?"

You happily obliged and leaned in to kiss your boyfriend on the lips, as you do before every game.

A chorus of gagging noises were made from behind you guys.

"Gross." Luke said.

"Once again, shut up." Mackie said against your lips before he kissed you again.

"Come on lover boy." Ethan said as he pulled Mackie away from you.

"Good luck boys, see you later!" You said as you waved goodbye to the sophomores.

"Wait, but Y/n, I didn't get my good luck kiss!" Dylan said as he began to make a b-line towards you before being pulled out the door by Mackie.

"No chance in hell, Duker."

[hughesmedicine]

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luke hughes x dog mom reader!

I wanted to get this out last night but I was half dead making it😵‍💫

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