#hello everyone I hate Seb

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it’s nothing new | sebastian vettel

part 1 part 3

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

update: i decided to make this into a series, thanks for reading! you can read it here!

“hello?”

“mark, hi.”

“y/n? it’s been a while. how are you?” the aussie asked. it had been years since you spoke to mark, but he always kept you updated. he sent messages about how everyone in the paddock was doing, which you appreciated him for.

“i . . i’m okay. is this a bad time to talk to you?” you asked. you suddenly remembered about time zones.

“it’s alright, i always have time for you. what’s going on?” he questioned.

“so i am at my sister’s house and i didn’t want to sleep the whole flight so i decided to read your book.” you replied. “it’s a beautiful book, mark.”

“thanks.” he knew there was more you wanted to say. “are you mad?”

“mad about what?” you asked. “what you wrote about sebastian and i? is that what you’re talking about?”

“well yeah. i tried to contact you several times. you wouldn’t answer my messages so i assumed you changed numbers. seb told me he didn’t care if i wrote it in—”

“mark, i’m not mad. i’m far from it. i just want to know if it’s true. did he tell you everything? the night he won the title, i mean.” you asked. you remembered that night clearly. you didn’t finish the race, but that didn’t stop you from celebrating with sebastian.

“he would never lie about you, love. i told him to tell you, just to get it off his chest but he wouldn’t. you were with someone else, it was wrong.” mark explained. “you know the day you announced your engagement, he hated himself for not telling you sooner. maybe things would’ve ended differently if he had.”

maybe . .

“does he hate me?”

there was always that possibility. but when it came to sebastian, he would rather die than say he hates you.

“he could never hate you even if you did throw a show at him and call him a cunt.” mark chuckled. “he still loves you, you know, he asks about you all the time and i have no idea what to tell him.”

“well maybe i could tell him myself . . do you have his phone number?”

after you were given seb’s number, you noticed he never changed it. you weren’t sure why, but you decided to text him instead of calling.

y/n

hi seb, it’s y/n. i know it’s been so long and i’m sorry for how things ended. i hope you’re doing great. i’m not doing too good right now. my marriage is ending so i have that going for me. i’m staying with my sister and her family. anyways, i hope you don’t mind me messaging you. mark gave me your number but turns out i still have it saved. speaking of mark, i read his book on the flight, it’s very interesting. i’ll leave you alone now, thanks for caring about me all these years.

after you sent the message, you didn’t expect a reply. it was as if he was waiting for a message this whole time.

seb

hi y/n. i hope you know i never forgot about you after all this time. i’m sorry about your marriage, i really am. i don’t mind at all that you message me, i never changed my number in hopes that one day you would. as for mark’s book, i hope you’re not mad, but if you need to know, it’s all true and i wouldn’t change anything. being with you made me happy and everytime i hear your name, i’m reminded of the joyful memories we shared. i have something to tell you, only a few people know. i plan to retire at the end of the 2022 season. it would be nice if you would come to abu dhabi for my last race. i understand if you can’t make it. take care and i love you always. (it’s nothing new at this point)

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[leclerc-s]

snow angel - track four

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DECEMBER 2022

JANUARY 2023

EARLY MARCH 2023

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rheareynolds the council sending me off for filming.

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user1 somehow all three are very grumpy about rhea leaving.

↳ rheareynolds they were. although the boyfriend has no place to be complaining. he's constantly travelling.

user2 the boyfriend is hot.

↳ user3 you can only see his hair and arms?

↳ user2 and?

vancityreynolds stop lying, i bet they're thrilled.

↳ rheareynolds just because blake always throws a party when you leave doesn't mean my friends and boyfriend do.

lilymhe you couldn't have found a better picture of me?

↳ rheareynolds i think you look very cute

↳ alex_albon that's my girlfriend!

↳ rheareynolds what's your point? she's literally my wife

charles_leclerc have fun but not too much fun!

user4 okay but her cat is literally the prettiest cat i've ever seen.

user5 see i personally love that rhea met lily and the other drivers through lando but they still picked her over him

↳ user6 to be fair they are friendly with lando but you can tell it's not the same as it was.

↳ user7 well lando cheated on his girlfriend and not the other way around.

LATE MARCH 2023

lilymhe and rheareynolds posted new stories

breakfast with the prettiest girl ever.

prettiest surprise visit ever.

charles leclerc rhea come home the children (me and lily) miss you

lily muni he please come back!

max verstappen added two people

logan sargeant bonjour!

logan sargeant i don't speak french

oscar piastri hello?

charles leclerc piastri i swear to seb if you tell nowins about this i will crash into you. alex albon jeez give the kid a chance to breathe sharl

rhea reynolds i wrap filming in may!

rhea reynolds oh hello. oscar piastri and?

logan sargeant i'm logan sargeant, alex's teammate. when will we be getting new music?

yuki tsunoda yes, when can i get new material to further torment norizz?

rhea reynolds july.

lance stroll BOOO!!

rhea reynolds but a single in june

pierre gasly IT'S BARELY APRIL?? THAT'S TWO WHOLE MONTHS AWAY?? mick schumacher sucks to suck charles leclerc YOU LET HIM HEAR IT BEFORE US?? YOUR BEST FRIENDS?? charles leclerc WHAT HAPPENED TO BROS BEFORE HOES?

george russell GIVE US THE TRACKLIST TO MAKE UP FOR YOUR SINS!!

rhea reynolds talk too much, i hate boston, poison poison, gemini moon, snow angel, so what now, the wedding song, pretty girls, tummy hurts, i wish, willow, 23.

charles leclerc claiming snow angel lily muni he claiming pretty girls max verstappen you two are too much sometimes. but i claim so what now.

rhea reynolds his ass is grass. trust.

oscar piastri trust i will be playing this in my drivers room.

MAY 2023

rheareynolds posted new stories

💞💞

i just woke up why the fuck is everyone blowing up my phone? did my nudes get leaked, not that i have any, or some shit? worse, what the fuck did ryan do now?

mick schumacher who fucking spilled??

esteban ocon i spilled milk earlier, why are you asking?? and how do you know??

rhea reynolds how the fuck did some spanish paper find out that i was dating mick??

charles leclerc oh no.

max verstappen YOU TOLD CARLOS??

charles leclerc HE PROMISED ME HE WOULDN'T SAY ANYTHING!!

pierre gasly HE'S FRIENDS WITH NO BITCHES!! WHY THE FUCK WOULD HE KEEP IT A SECRET??!!

oscar piastri this is bad. so bad.

lily muni he OH COME ON!! SERIOUSLY CHARLES??

charles leclerc I FUCKED UP OKAY?! I GET IT! I WILL SPEAK TO CARLOS!

george russell NO! NO MORE TALKING TO CARLOS!!

charles leclerc HE PROMISED!!

max verstappen HIS PROMISES MEAN SHIT! WE BOTH KNOW THAT!

rhea reynolds WHAT THE FUCK CHARLES??

charles leclerc I WAS ALSO DRUNK AND I TRUSTED HIM!!

pierre gasly i thought we learned our lesson after last time?

alex albon this is bad. this is so fucking bad.

rhea reynolds yeah no shit alex.

alex albon you didn't read the article did you?

lily muni he i swear to sebastian that i will be castarating both sainz and norris for what's being said. rhea reynolds oh fuck me.

are you dating mick schumacher?

rhea?

i know you're seeing these

are you seriously dating mick? my friend?

that's rich coming from the guy who cheated on me with a friend.

and if i am i don't think i owe you an explanation.

i also wasn't aware you guys were friends. you take one picture with a guy and suddenly you're friends.

are you fucking kidding me reynolds?

you're dating him?

him of all people

literally fuck you norris.

tell carlos to pull the fucking article or i'm suing his ass for defamation.

for what? telling the truth?

you and i both fucking know that article is straight bullshit. i never did anything to you. i was committed to our relationship more than you ever fucking were.

either he pulls the article or i swear i'll sue him.

fuck you and i hope you choke.

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¡leclerc-s speaks! i do know that the mick quote in the grill the grid video is in reference to seb, but the opportunity was right there so i had to go with it!! if i had a nickel for everytime i made carlos out to be an asshole i'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice. I PROMISE I DON'T HATE HIM!! I ACTUALLY LIKE HIM BUT HE'S LIKE BESTIES WITH LANDO AND IT WORKS OUT SO WELL.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

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"To dream the impossible dream, that is my quest." - Prince Fernando of Asturias

+ Seb not getting what he ordered

+ the usual

Hello yes, look! It's baby Renault Fernando, isn't he so cute??? Who wouldn't want to force him into an arranged marriage, like cmon man be real. Here is the progress as usual, as well as his suit without the design, cause I'm pretty proud of it just blank even!

Okay so this is pure Fernando, innocent Fernando, before he had his apirations ripped way from him. Well not fully ripped away tbf, because that's the crux of his character: is it more humiliating to never succeed or to only succeed because someone handed it to you with concessions? I guess that's up for him to decide though ;;;

The thing I love about this drawing and young Fernando in general is how much easier it is to see his and Seb's similarities. Look how similar they look! Seb is just a bit more evil.

I think that's a big part as to why his feelings about Seb are so complicated. He both loves and hates how similar they are. From an egotistical point, he can appreciate and respect the familiar traits in Seb, the hunger, the exuberance, the pride, the ego. But also we hate seeing our own traits in other people, it's almost like turning a mirror on your worst traits and suddenly being able to see yourself from a new perspective. The biggest point here though is that Fernando turns that resentment onto Seb, as a way to clamp down on self hatred.

He becomes more bitter and resentful as he grows older, and loses a lot of his whimsy and joy. So it hurts him to see Seb, who in addition to getting everything he's ever wanted, also retain his whimsy. He, wrongly, just sees it as something that had to happen in order for him to grow up fully. It's more of a survival tactic, it started becoming unbefitting for him to have that level of unfounded confidence. That's the main reason he sees Seb as childish, immature and undeserving. He hasn't fully grown out of his capacity for whimsy and joy, and thus is below Fernando.

Well that was depressing oops! As the chibi art represents, this is probably a painting Seb got sent in the early days of planning their marriage. This is the Fernando who is still prideful, the Fernando who is still confident, the Fernando Seb vaguely remembers meeting his youth. Seeing this definitely pushes him even further towards the marriage(though tbf it's not like he even has a choice either.) Though when the time to actually start courting comes around, Fernando looks very uh different. This is both a joke about how different Fernando was in his first renault stint vs his second. But also I think he does show up very moody and disheveled, as a sort of last chance way to try and turn everyone on Seb's side, including Seb, off from the marriage. However, it's pretty much a done deal by that point.

Seb is uh, definitely confused, but I think he would be drawn to Fernando regardless. Actually, this might make Fernando even more appealing. Seb gets to push him all the time, try to break down his walls and get a glimpse at the real Fernando, if even just for a moment. Seb wishes he had more that just a blurry, vague recollection of Fernando at his peak confidence. Fernando definitely grows into something resembling his past self, after recovering from all the hurt, but there's just something about youthful exuberance that can't really be fully replicated.

Okay so about the quote. I went with Don Quixote this time instead of the typical Napoleon, because I thought it'd be funny. Fernando picks up the book at some point during his youth, and it inspires him a lot. He doesn't really see the satire in it, and comes to really admire Don Quixote's mentality, he's like "wow he never gives up! That's so admirable!" It definitely helps him through dark times to aspire to never give up no matter what. Though later Seb definitely rags on him for not knowing it was satire, and Fernando is like "wh-what do you mean satire?" But he's mentally strong enough atp for it to not cause his whole worldview collapse. About the quote specifically, there's definitely some part of him, even when young, that knows his aspirations are borderline impossible. I wonder if that part of him feels weirdly safe and comforted about the marriage. Yes, it's not ideal, but it's safe and secure. He gets what he wants, and there's no chance of anyone taking it away from him, no matter what.

I think his title would be Prince of Asturias? It was either that or duke, and I think prince fits him bettee(Machiavelli reference?) That title is currently the title for the heir to the Spanish throne. In this time period, it's also commonly used for the heir, but for Fernando it's a bit unsure. Like in real life, he's not directly the offspring, but he's still the most obvious choice for heir. But there's still enough room for Seb and his house to try to vie for the throne themselves, so it makes it all complicated.

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Charles Leclerc / Pierre Gasly

Title: What's going on?

Pairing: Charles Leclerc / Pierre Gasly

Characters: Charles Leclerc, Pierre Gasly, Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, George Russell, Alex Albon, Esteban Ocon.

Prompt: Could you write Pierre, who becomes a kisser when drunk? Bottom Pierre.

A/N: Pierre's a little meance in this and poor Charles is the one who has to deal with all the shit.

If Charles had one thing to say about is best friend, it's that he's not a very classy drunk. "I'm not going to drink, I promise." Pierre tells Charles as he walks through the door. "I've heard that before." Charles replies before following him through the doors.

They are already late to the party, most over drivers seem drunk already. "Come on Pierre, it's wine it won't kill you." Charles watches as Max pratically shoves the drink into Pierre, most of it sloshes out of the side and stains Max's white shirt red. "Whoops."

"I'm good, i'm not drinking tonight." Pierre smiles at the Dutchmen politely, then walks away.

"You drank last time and nothing bad happened." Carlos tells Pierre, Charles stares daggers at his teammate behind Pierre's head, because yes something bad did happened last time. Pierre vomited into a potted plant and then tried to make out with Sebastian Vettel, Charles had never been more embarrassed, especially when Seb had told him to control his best friend.

"He's good." Charles steps in. "Because last time he vomited into a potted plant." He decides to leave out the kissing Seb part. Carlos laughs so hard, he has to clench down on his stomach.  

Pierre likes kissing people when he's drunk and that's a problem.

"Stop being boring, it's my party, now drink." Lando presses a vodka into Pierre's hand, who gives a little shrug. "I guess, one can't hurt." Oh, here we go. Charles mentally rolls his eyes, watching him tip back the drink.   

One quickly turns into several, Charles hates that he can't enjoy himself because he's got to take care of Pierre. Hopefully he doesn't try and kiss anyone tonight.

"Oh hello, Estie bestie. Why do we hate each other?" Esteban, who never drinks looks repulsed as Pierre closes the gap between them with puckered lips. "Pull yourself together." Charles hisses, quickly pulling Pierre away, giving Esteban a small smile in apology. "You would only hate yourself in the morning for going there."

"Drink this." Oscar presses a glass of water into Pierre's hand. "It will help you sober up." Charles is too busy watching Alex and George shamelessly making out, Alex has George pressed up against the wall, a hand up his shirt. A small part of him wishes that was him and Pierre.

"Yeah, they need to get a room." Oscar laughs, following Charles eyes. "I would tell them to get one, but i'm scared they will end up fucking in Lando and I's bedroom." Charles forgot for a moment that Lando and Oscar are together, it seems everyone is in an established relationship but him.

"Get away from him." Charles glances over and sees Pierre, now has George pressed up against the wall. Luckily the Brit, doesn't seem that angry about it, his boyfriend on the other hand roughly pushes Pierre away. "Kiss your own boyfriend."

"You took my seat, so I thought i'd take your man." Pierre is smirking, Charles doesn't think he's ever seen Alex that angry, he quickly pulls him away. "Sorry Alex, he's drunk." Alex places his hands on his hips. "Why don't you kiss him instead, we all know you want to." Charles narrows his eyes and pulls Pierre away.

"What was that all about?" Pierre asks staring into Charles' soul, like wasn't the one who tried to kiss George and piss off Alex. "You tried to kiss George, while Alex was standing right next to him." Pierre giggles. "I wasn't talking about that."

"Then what, Pierre?" Charles just wants to home, parties are no fun when you a babysitting an actual idiot. "When Alex said, why don't you kiss him, we all know you want to." Charles shrugs.

"Do you want me to kiss you, Charles?" He wants to say, but that would be lying, so he doesn't say anything, just glares at Pierre. His personal space is suddenly crowded by Pierre then their lips meet. The kiss isn't a good one, Pierre's drunk and it's full of tongue and teeth but Charles' heart does a happy dance finally getting what he wants.

"Shall we go back to the hotel?" Pierre smirks as he pulls away. How can Charles say no to that. They don't bother saying goodbye, Pierre's pissed off way too many people.

"Are we going to fuck, Charles?" It's the first thing Pierre asks when they enter the bedroom. "No, you're too drunk for that." Pierre laughs. "I'm not drunk, tipsy maybe but not drunk."

"Still no, because i've never, you know with man." Charles gestures with his hand, embarrassed that he's even admitting to this. "You can fuck me, it's no different than doing it with a women, I know you've done that." Pierre shrugs. "Well yes, okay."

"Great." Pierre tears off his clothes, like he's some kind of animal and spreads himself out in the middle of Pierre's bed. "There's lube in my pocket." Charles fishes it out of Pierre's jeans while slowly taking off his own clothing.

"Are you sure about this? I feel like i'm taking advantage of you." Charles climbs up onto the bed and settles himself between Pierre's spread legs. "I've wanted to fuck you for years Charles, just get on with it, i'm horny."

"Ok, Mr bossy." Charles pours a generous amount of lube onto his fingers, probably too much he makes a bit of a mess and it runs down his fingers. "Not the whole bottle, Cha." Pierre giggles placing his hands behind his head, lifting his legs slightly giving Charles better access to his hole.

"Actually, maybe my hands and knees will make it easier." Pierre rolls over and soon Charles is presented with that nice ass. Charles is a little nervous sinking the first finger inside, he's fucked girls, this isn't too different. He twists and turns the digit, fucking him with them, then adding another one. He works his way up to four fingers, just because he's scared to death of hurting Pierre.

"Today Charles, I am not a virgin, I bet I could get your fist inside me at this point." Charles lets his fingers slip out. "You are so bossy for someone who is about to have a dick in their ass."  

"I just know what I want, now stop fucking around and get inside of me." Charles resists the urge to spank the pale pass and pours lube on his cock, hissing in pleasure at finally giving himself some pleasure.

Charles lines himself up with Pierre's hole and slowly sinks inside. "Charles." Pierre snaps again and Charles gives up taking it steady and slams inside of him with one swift thrust. "Fuck yes, you feel so good." Charles stalls for a few seconds but soon starts to move, because Pierre is annoying as fuck and keeps complaining, drilling Pierre with rough but shallow thrusts.

"Wow Charles, you really know what you're doing." Charles has had it with Pierre's mouth now and decides it time to shut Pierre up once and for all and slams inside even harder, getting deeper and deeper with each thrust. The headboard slams against the wall. Pierre's bossy sounds are now replaced with loud moans, which are slightly better to handle.

Charles sinks to the deepest parts of him and angles his thrusts until he slams into Pierre's prostate. "Fucking hell." Pierre throws his head back, taking his own leaking cock into his hand are furiously strokes himself to the same pace as Charles' thrusts.  It doesn't take long for him to fall apart and he's screaming Charles' name as he paints his own hand with his milky white seed, collapsing down onto the bed in the process, leaving him face down ass up.

"I'm close." Charles digs his fingers into Pierre's hips and thrusts into him with all his might. Pierre is still moaning loudly, even though he must be feeling sore and oversensitive by now. Three more hard thrusts and Charles is following suit, screaming out Pierre's name as he spills inside of him. Charles pulls out instantly and collapses down onto the bed, trying to catch his breath.

"I'm sorry Pierre, I feel like I took advantage of you." Pierre makes a sound and pulls Charles in for a cuddle, until his head rests on Pierre's chest. "I was bossing you around the entire time, you can't think I didn't want it."

"I think you wanted it, but you are drunk..." Pierre giggles. "I'm not drunk Charles, i've always wanted you, I always kissed the guys to make you jealous." Charles can't believe what he's hearing. "You kissed George, in front of Alex." A shit eating grin appears on Pierre's face. "No harm in pissing of Alex in the process."

"So you wanted to fuck then?" Pierre nods. "I've wanted to fuck you forever Charles, I had always thought that you would be the bottom." Charles shrugs. "Maybe next time?"

"I hope that's a promise."

[hopefuloverfury]

ey yooooo are requests still open?? if so, what are the bachelor/ette's first impressions of the farmer? who do you think has a crush right off the bat and who takes a little longer to warm up to them?

They are open! I’ll let y’all know when they’re closed, but you can still send in requests regardless—I won’t delete any, but I have to wait until I have time to work through them. This got away from me, it’s so long, and I really wanted to do a bit for everybody, but the post is a monster so I'm going to make the bachelorette's a little later, if that's alright! It also fell a little more toward “How The Marriage Candidates Fall In Love With You,” so. Uh. Whoops? I hope you enjoy!

Bachelorettes are here.

This is super fluffy for some of them, others not so much, Shane is Shane, and Seb is Seb. There’s some little bits of dialogue here and there, but I didn’t go crazy, and I tried to stick to canon but also I did not stick to canon lmfao

Sam

Sam saw you on the first friday of spring, at the saloon

He thought you looked… pretty normal, actually

like, yeah sure, you had work boots caked with dried mud, and a backpack stuffed past-full with an assortment of busted up tools slung over your shoulder, but other than that, pretty normal

Besides, it wasn’t weird for people living on a farm to have a lot of tools, right?

He’s got the image of you seared into his brain for a few days afterward, but doesn’t talk about it with Seb and Abigail because they’re both weirdly touchy about the subject (more on that later)

Then you approach him at the egg festival to introduce yourself, and Sam’s curiosity grows that much more

Your boots are still filthy, your backpack is practically bursting at the seams, and he’s pretty sure he saw you drop at least 5000 gold on seeds at Pierre’s stand

He wants to talk to you more, but then Lewis starts the egg hunt, and for the first time since Sam moved to Pelican Town, Abigail loses—to you

Everyone is surprised, Abigail is bitter about it, Sam wishes he’d had the chance to talk to you again after the egg hunt was wrapped up, but he couldn’t find you

He’s even more taken aback when he hears about your stints in the mines to the north of town, because aren’t there monsters down there???? 

Not to mention you apparently have a nasty habit of falling asleep in town instead of at your farmhouse?? Where you should be sleeping?? Hello?????

Plus the acts of literal deforestation you’ve apparently been enacting outside of Seb’s house? (with robin’s permission, but still)

He is so confused

The flower dance rolls around

You don’t ask anyone to dance, but you do make your rounds, making sure to talk to everyone—even Clint and Mr. Mullner, and he’s especially surprised when he spots you talking to the homeless guy that lives behind Seb’s house

He’s interested to get to know you, but isn’t self-aware enough to examine the underlying intentions there

Over the course of your friendship, he starts feeling things he didn’t know he could

When you defend him with Lewis, when you take the blame for the egg incident—and when you arrive to the bus stop twenty minutes early for their gig in the city—even though you hate the city

You dressed up for the occasion, and Sam almost drops his guitar case in the dirt when he sees you

You help them load up their equipment into the bus, and Sam can’t stop looking at you

Asks to sit next to you during the drive

You share his earbuds and he shows their music to you

You both bob your heads to the beat, and your thighs are pressing together, but he's the only one who notices

He wants to hold your hand so bad

And then when he’s on stage, he’s got anxiety bubbling in his gut, but one look at you standing in the front row has him jumping headfirst into the set with a wild grin on his face

He catches you buying one of their band shirts and a CD from outside the venue

He gets breathless every time he sees you wearing it around town after that

You wear it when you hand him the bouquet, too, and he swears he could fall to his knees

Seb

He doesn’t like you

Even before you showed up, he didn’t like you

For weeks, you were all anyone could talk about

He couldn’t make it through one conversation without hearing about you, and it drove him nuts

He didn’t understand the allure, or the interest, and he was genuinely irritated every time you were mentioned

Like a song that you overplay so much that you end up hating it?

Yeah. exactly like that

When he meets you, he’s even more put off because he doesn’t understand you

He doesn’t understand why you’d leave the city to go to Pelican Town

He understands the allure of a gigantic swathe of land waiting to be claimed, but still. 

Pelican Town???

Also weirded out by how eager you are to make friends, and the first time you gift him a quartz crystal, he doesn’t know how to react—mainly he’s just afraid about how you knew he liked them because he knows for a fact that he's never told you

But even though you make him uncomfortable at first, he’s not going to be outright rude to you or go out of his way to be a dickhead

And honestly, you’re still nice

You’re weird, and he’s never seen the land around his house so devoid of trees before, but that’s really as far as his opinion goes

his mother isn’t stressing nearly as much about bills anymore due to your commissions, so he’s kind of glad about that

But you’re so different from him, and he’s pretty committed to getting the hell out of pelican town, so what does it matter? He’s not going to be around for long enough to make a real friend out of you

Oh, Sebby

He immediately changes his tune the first time you give him sashimi

It was surprising that you didn’t make up a story or give an excuse for it, either

You waltzed into his room like you owned the place, waited until he was finished with work (which was… a new experience for him) and set the container on his corner shelf

“You like sashimi, so I made this for you. Tell me what you think. Have a good day, Seb.” and you smiled at him, and maybe you didn’t notice the way his ears flushed bright red, or maybe you were just too nice to point it out

And it was good sashimi

It wasn’t a special occasion, it wasn’t a prank, and he was dead confused because you’d only exchanged a few hellos and stilted conversations that altogether totaled a grand three minutes, so he had no idea how you knew again

Worked up the courage to ask

Everything clicked into place when you told him that his mother and half-sister mentioned it to you

And then he was stuck with the knowledge that you talked about him to other people—that you even asked about him

You’re respectful of his time and boundaries, you speak kindly to him, show an interest in his hobbies, and he’s amassed a small collection of frozen tears and quartz crystals lined on his shelves

He orders stands for every last one, dusts them all regularly, and when you give him an obsidian stone, he starts carrying it around with him in his pocket, just because

He fights with himself for months before he can admit to himself that he has a crush on you

Definitely has that “oh no” moment lmao

Can’t look at you for a little while, but once he gets over that, he can’t stop looking

Takes longer to admit it to anyone else, and doesn’t intend to admit it to you

You throw a wrench in that plan eventually :)

Alex

We all know he finds you attractive right off the bat

Which—obviously, why wouldn’t he? (<3)

But unlike Shane, for example, he’s readily kind and eager to talk to someone other than his grandparents or Haley

He might be attracted to you, but he’ll try his best not to let that color his interactions as much

There are moments where he slips up, but there’s no negative intentions there

And because he knows himself, he figures whatever mini-crush he’s developing will eventually go away

When it doesn't, he gets really down on himself

Starts thinking about you constantly, and rethinking all of your interactions so far

Kind of ashamed of how he treated you

You’ve always been so kind to him, and so supportive of his goal to go pro

But he’s never really… reciprocated that

It takes him a long while to work up the courage to apologize

He wishes he didn’t do it while in the middle of a workout, but the moment felt right otherwise

It helped that it was just you and him, because you’re so damn popular with the rest of the town that he can rarely get a moment alone with you

And just like he figured you would, you accept his apology without any fanfare, and then turn right around and encourage him again

He’s got hearts in his eyes, trust

His crush builds over the course of months, and the moment it’s solidified is when you catch him on the beach, reminiscing about his mother

You don’t judge him for his tears, and even though you laugh when he asks you to keep it under lock and key, the sound is bright in his ears like wind chimes

And you still kept his secret

Alex is gone on you from that moment, 100%

You’re kind, and attractive, and you treat him so well it almost makes him feel insecure

When he’s working at the ice cream stand during the summer, there are plenty of times where he’s almost scooped out of the wrong tray because he was busy thinking about you

He’s never felt this way about anyone

All of his crushes have been super shallow in the past, but this is different

They were all physical, but he fantasizes about living on the farm with you, and wonders what kind of partner you’d be on the regular

Sticks his face in the freezer when his thoughts veer into less innocent territory (he thought about how you might like to kiss him)

Haley makes fun of him about it lmfao

Y’all don’t figure your shit out until year two, probably during the dance of the moonlight jellies

You ask him to watch them with you, and with the glow of the ocean illuminating your face, you hand him the bouquet

He accepts it (duh) and tries to play it cool, but he’s cheesing for the rest of the night

Elliott

Sees you fishing on the beach after an early morning spent in the mines

He walks out of his cabin to stretch his legs after a long night sitting at his writing desk

He’s only been in Pelican Town for a year himself, but he notices a new face right off the bat

You’ve got your legs hanging off the edge of the pier, fishing rod in hand, and two buckets next to you (one for bait, the other for your catches)

Elliott knows you’re the new farmer immediately

Though he’s not entirely sure why a farmer would need a sword, or a shoulder guard

He’s not intending to introduce himself to you, but when you look up and lock eyes with him, there’s a sudden tug in his chest

He believes in soulmates, I’ll just say that

Then you wave at him and smile, and he walks up without thinking about it

You take your fishing rod out of the water and set it aside, getting up to introduce yourself, and Elliott is fond of you already

Anyone who prioritizes the person they’re speaking to is going to be very attractive to him

And because Elliott’s a little sensitive, he tends to take it the wrong way when the person he’s speaking to doesn’t give him their full attention

One of my personal hcs is that he came from a rich family that never paid any real attention to him or valued his input

So when you give that to him without a second thought, he knows he’ll get along with you just fine

He’s curious about you in the beginning, but that’s as far as allows himself to take it

He thinks of you as a friend, or at least he tries to

Maybe it was the way the sunlight streaming through his windows caught your eyes as you inspected his struggling rose, or maybe it was the soft smiles you gave him when he would find crabs in his shirt pocket, but he’s constantly catching himself thinking about you

He plays it cool for the most part

But then you gift him a bottle of squid ink, mentioning how you noticed his stock getting low during your last visit, and the gears in his head make a funny noise

During the long process of writing his book, there were many times he was cemented in place by his writer’s block

But when his brisk walks through town and his piano breaks weren’t enough to spark inspiration, even a short conversation with you was enough for his fingers to twitch

You make him enjoy his art again, and he doesn’t care if someone notices the similarities between you and the protagonist of his book

Finally embraces it and dedicates his book to you

He knows he’s probably being so obvious about his feelings, but your face flushes brightly when he tells you during his reading at the library

If I’m honest, I don’t think he’s actually capable of having crushes on people

He feels everything so deeply that he might just fall straight into the ‘smitten’ category, but he swears that something about you is different

When you hand him the bouquet, he doesn’t blame fate, or any cosmic forces

None of them hold a candle to your power over him, anyway

Shane

We know how this guy is

Or rather, we know how he acts

He’s not at all curious, and he would rather you leave him alone entirely, but it’s not because he hates you or anything

He just doesn’t know you

But most everyone in town looks at him with pity, and he can’t stand another person looking at him like that

He’d rather you just not like him at all, so at least your expression will be different

Except you’re a persistent little shit

Every request he sticks on the board outside Pierre’s will be completed within the first few hours of the day, and he knows every time that it’ll be you, with whatever he’s asked for in your hands and an eager smile on your face

You always make time to talk to him, you smile at him on your way to whatever it is you get up to in your free time, and he’s pretty sure you’ve spent a small fortune on pizza and beer for him at the saloon

You laugh at his jokes, you listen to him rant about Morris and shitty customers without a shred of complaint—you make him feel like he’s actually worth listening to

The first time he’s properly mean to you is when he’s on his way to work

He’s finally accepted that you want something to do with him, and you’re tentative friends now, so it isn’t on purpose, but it’s still his fault

It’s cold outside, he hasn’t had a drink in two days, and he can’t drink before work if he wants to keep his job, so his withdrawals are bad

The wounded look on your face when he snaps at you swims behind his eyelids for his whole shift

He’s fighting tears back for the rest of the day, and his self-talk is the worst it’s been in a long time

He’s convinced he’s driven you away for good, and while part of him is almost glad that he’s managed to do it, the other, much louder part of him, is breaking apart because he’s really and truly fucked up with you

He’s at the saloon that night, already two beers in, when you waltz in

He makes eye contact with you out of habit, and your smile falters, just a bit

He feels like shit immediately, and looks down into his pint

For the first time he realizes that having you hate him feels infinitely worse than how it would if you pitied him

But with that knowledge, he reserves himself to his fuck-up

Even though he knows he should apologize, because that’s the right thing to do, he figures it’d be better for you if he just kept to himself and left you be

Until you plop down on the stool next to him at the bar, with a drink of your own

“Hey, grumpy. Do you feel like tolerating some company now?”

Stares at you in surprise for what feels like a minute before he stares into his pint again, squinting and trying to find anything wrong with it

You chuckle at him and guide him into setting down his beer

“No one spiked your drink, knucklehead, it’s me”

Was convinced that you’d want nothing to do with him, but then you order a pizza for the two of you, and he’s struck clean through by how… normal you’re being about him

Apologizes while you’re waiting for your food, and asks pretty bluntly why you’d still want to talk to him after that morning

“I figured you were just in one of your moods,” you shrug, taking a long drink from your glass, “Besides, I’ve had my moments, too. It’d be pretty hypocritical of me to get on your ass about it. But I forgive you, so quit beating yourself up about it, yeah?”

Probably doesn’t believe you’re capable of any “moments” because you’re always busting your ass to be the kindest you can possibly be

He used to think it was weird, and probably took you as the manipulative type when you first arrived, because you gave gifts and started conversations undeterred, desperate to win affection

But looking at you right then, he finally figures it out—that that’s just you

Maybe you do want everyone to like you, but your interactions with everyone have never been shallow

His chest gets tight, and he sets down his pint. He doesn’t intend on finishing it, because his vision is blurring around the edges, and he really wants to remember your conversation

Usually you’d ask him about how his shift went—if Morris was an annoying prick again, but he beats you to it while you’re in the middle of a sip 

“Tell me about your day?”

The surprise coloring your features makes him feel guilty, but he shoves that aside in favor of listening to you talk

He didn’t know you went into the mines as frequently as you did, and he has no idea what the hell a “skull cavern” is, but he hangs on every word

You both walk home together, dropping him off at Marnie’s as you go, and he flops into bed with his head swimming and a dopey smile on his face

He wakes up the next day with a hangover, but he’s off work, and he’s still got the image of your smile tattooed on his brain

“Fuck.”

Y’all he’s so dumb

Harvey

You have this man stressed out from day one, and it takes him longer than the others to realize his feelings—or develop them (longer than Shane, too. Wild isn’t it?)

He’s a little impressed with your complete lack of anxiety about most things

He’s been the valley doctor for years now, but he still doesn’t have a very personal relationship with most of the townies

But you moved in three months ago and you’re already on your way to being besties with half of the town

The only thing he’s not sure about is your apparent lack of self-preservation instincts

You’ve passed out in every part of the valley at least once, and he’s treated several broken bones and serious injuries of yours by the time summer rolls around

he’s worried about you—as the valley doctor, he practically holds everyone’s lives in his hands, and there are patients that he’s lost in the past and can’t forget about

So making sure everyone is taking care of themselves is already nerve-wracking enough without throwing someone like you in the mix

You, who can’t go one week without some incident happening

He’s started up a tentative friendship with Marlon up at the guild, if only for the many times he’s carried you down to the clinic with varying level of injuries littering your skin

But you’re aware of the stress you bring him, and over time, you start improving

You get better at defending yourself in the mines, and he hasn’t found you passed out in front of someone’s porch in at least two months

That doesn’t sound like a long time, but given your track record, it’s impressive

And you’ve made a habit out of bringing him a coffee twice a week as a silent apology/thank you

He appreciates the caffeine, and your efforts to not stress him out

And during your check-up, he’s surprised to find that you’re actually—all things considered—pretty healthy

You bashfully admit that you’ve been trying to take better care of yourself so he doesn’t have to worry, and even though there’s no way he won’t worry, he appreciates it nonetheless

He properly realizes his feelings when you watch the plane fly overhead together

You’ve got your head poked out his apartment window, trying to catch a glimpse of the plane

He’s watching you carefully, making sure you don’t lean too far out, when it hits him

He’s not sure why, but you’ve got the sun shining on your face as you squint through your fingers to look at the sky, and the smile on your face when you spot the plane is brilliant

His breath leaves him in a silent gasp, and he doesn’t really care that he doesn’t get to take a good look at the plane, because he’d rather look at you

Over-explains his model planes to keep you around longer, but thinks about it for days afterward

Can’t stop thinking about how you looked, listening to him talk with your full attention

He doesn’t have many friends, and no one has ever shown a real and true interest in his hobbies—most people have found him dorky for it, but not you

He can tell the model of a plane based on the shadow of it in the sky and the sound of its motor, and you never fail to point one out and ask him which one it is

The glee on your face when he picks it out easily will never fail to make him smile

For what feels like the first time in his life, he can impress someone

His family is full of successful people: lawyers, musicians, a few unsavory cousins of his have turned to politics, and there’s more than a few pilots as well. Him being a doctor was never impressive to the people around him growing up—it was expected

He didn’t get much praise, forever overshadowed by everyone else in his family

Fake praise grinds his gears, but he knows it’s never anything but the truth when it comes from you

And the fact that it comes from you, who took up the mantle of your grandfather and turned the farm around from its steady decay and deterioration with your bare hands?

His confidence always jumps a level or two when you compliment him, because if you like him and think he’s cool, then he must be, you know?

A few weeks later, when he sees you standing outside the clinic through the window, he’s a little confused

He’s pretty sure you’ve already given him his caffeine for the week, but when he walks out to ask you what’s up, he sees the bouquet in your hands

He’s your doctor, and because he’s your doctor, he knows the blush on your cheeks and the scattered eye contact isn’t indicative of anything but nerves

You’re both practically steaming with how hard you’re blushing, and he gently takes the bouquet out of your hands

He doesn’t mind that he didn’t get to be a pilot. If he had, he doesn’t think he would’ve met you, and with the scent of flowers in his nose and your image etched into his memory, there’s nothing he’d hate more aw you guys are so cute

[soliloquent-stark]

this is a bit all over the place, don't mind me. and don't keep reading if you dislike gooey stuff.

as you might know from the lovely asks i was sent (thank you, everyone 💗) it was my birthday yesterday. and unfortunately, as it often happens, some things didn't go so well. i won't go into details, but it was tough, and it sucked to cry on my birthday more than usual (teenage trauma throwback, am i rite) though i admit it was really handy to have a cake to absorb all the tears right up. 🤭

but good things happened, too! and almost all of them had one common denominator: k! (typing it out like this is so silly. she has a name. but for all intents and purposes, she's simply ✨k✨).

without even getting into the actual gifts that my fiancée got me this year—which are as always perfect and thoughtful and useful and just magic—or the cake, or the flowers, or anything else, i wanted to specifically showcase the marvel related stuff that put such a smile on my face:

yes, that balloon gave me heart attacks whenever i walked into the room. yes, i pretended to hate cringy cowboy seb then ended up giggling and blushing every time i looked at him. yes, the spiderman gift bag is from the children's section and we've gifted it back and forth at various occasions for over a year now.

also a superfamily celebration:

i loved feeling like a four year old little boy with my spiderman cake topper <3.

and i obviously won't share the rest of what she wrote, but the card included some sweet quotes i genuinely was so moved by, then i realised they sounded familiar, then i realised it's from my hedgehog fic (which was a gift to her, so honestly we're just throwing the same quotes back and forth pretending it's about steve and tony. it was never about steve and tony).

quoting my own writing back to me?? hello?? queen behaviour right there. also peak moment for me.

(side note, that's not even all the marvel stuff i got from her this birthday. i didn't include any gifts in this post. also, i wish there was a way to show everyone just how many marvel things we own (including fanmade posters, stickers, zines etc. support creators if you can. ❤️) and how much that shocks some people who visit us because it doesn't seem like it goes with the sapphic-grandma core we got going on. oh well, it does now.)

it would be impossible to list why k is the best person in the world without writing actual novels (believe me, i have tried and it was very long) and sharing way too much about her story. but just trust me when i say she is the best friend you could ever have, and she makes me feel so loved and appreciated every single day, which makes special occasions even harder because how do you even top that? well, she still manages to. every time. 🥺

i guess the point of this was to share some appreciation and further my k propaganda, because i can see all the effort and care she lovingly puts into everything she does for other people, and to let everyone know just how much of an angel she is. i don't care if it's corny. and if you've ever seen a comment written by whinysteve, or read her excited tags on a reblog, or directly talked to her, or simply perceived her existence in any form, you already know she's the fucking best. it's not an act, it's all real. should get my shit together and finally wife her up. 🥹

tl;dr: she makes any moment better by just being there; and when she sets her mind to it, you will feel the power of her kindness. at the end of day, to be loved is to be seen. and she's got the world record for best vision. ❤️‍🩹

[clockworkbee]

Why are you so excited for the Seelie Queen? She’s so sleezy to read about that I think I dislike her more than Seb since so much demon blood is his excuse but she doesn’t have an excuse she just.. chose to be bad. And she was shitty to Clary all of Tmi but had sex with her brother behind everyone’s backs while hoping they’d all die in Edom... But I know we got some villain lovers over here so not shaming here! Just curious about the intrigue. I even hate Ash being around her..Yet we’ll probably read about them having sex or planning to have ash as a “weapon” to build up the Ash TWP lore I guess?

Hello, (sorry about my late response, you've probably even forgotten you asked). Thanks for clarifying what you're actually asking, tho! I'll start this by showing the answer in your ask itself (this could be long, idk):

The Seelie Queen is so sleezy to read about. She doesn't have an excuse she just.. chose to be bad. Had sex with our protagonist's brother behind everyone's backs while hoping they'd all die in Edom.

She is by no means among any list of my favorite characters, but her character does interest me immensely. She's one patient, word-twisting, magic bitch, and also the first cool faerie villain character I'd ever read about. Her trickster nature and word games really fascinated me, and I have always been curious about her story. I've wanted to see her perspective (which we could be getting or not), and I've wanted to see her as the main villain (not a side one) ever since TMI.

Now, about why I'm so excited about a story that's supposed to be about her and Sebastian, and I admit, I didn't think about what this story could be (I just didn't have time to wonder 😭) so I never got as far as "reading about them... planning to have Ash as a weapon to build up the Ash TWP lore..." That could be it, tho; a story of them making horrible plans for their wonderful, powerful future in their most desired, terrible world with a baby to make sure of everything and strengthen their united rule! Awesome!

But coming back to your question, I've been curious about how Sebastian even formed that alliance with the Seelie Queen (and no matter the flattery, I never believed either was in love with the other) and what really was it that she saw herself benefiting off of that she supported him. Was it that she could see the potential in his plans of bringing down a part-human race that shouldn't have any power to control her people yet does? Or was it just about an heir symbolizing a strong and scary rule while also getting back at the Unseelie King? Did she plan on betraying Sebastian after she got what she wanted? Or was it all that and more that I'm unable to think of?

These are just some things I've thought of since reading TDA and barely seeing the Seelie Queen make an appearance in other books or stories (TID, TLH, TFTSA, GOTSM, TBC) so the moment I read her name with Sebastian among the ten stories, I was like "finally! Some tea! Something to look forward to that might hold some of the answers I've been waiting for" (or leave me with more questions, lol). So yeah 😅

Thanks for this ask, btw 💗

[starzzach]

would you write another charlos abo 👉👈

insane. i am. insane. so sorry for the wait. head in my hands.

part 2 here and part 3 here!

Charles really, really wants a baby. Carlos is not so sure.

—

Baby. God, he really wants a baby.

It is all he can think about, really. What Sound Coherent Charles can think about, not Heat Hormone Related Charles. The thoughts are all real and solid and seem like they have absolutely no intention of leaving.

So much so that he walks into Carlos' room unannounced, feeling bold and brave and wanting a baby. "Car-los," he sings, in that very not-his-name way that he can never bring himself to correct, and neither can Carlos, clearly. "Hello, mate."

Carlos is reading a book, but blessedly sets it aside, leaving his lap free and very, very inviting. He looks confused, but pleased, like he had been wanting for Charles to want a baby and subsequently end up in his room. Yes, Carlos' lap is very inviting, and Charles experiences the very normal human pull of it, and does not bother to resist, straddling his lap like he belongs there. "I am not free," Carlos says, but he is smiling. "I have a media thing in ten."

Charles pouts, rubbing his hands up and down Carlos' arms, trying to scent him. "I want a baby."

Carlos taps his forehead, ruffling his hair like he's one of his dogs. "You don't want a baby," he corrects, "that's the heat talking."

Charles shakes his head, vehement. He is sure – he has been sure about it. He most definitely, certainly wants it and his heat is days off, so Carlos cannot even blame the hormones, and even if he did, he would be wrong. "No, I want a baby," he insists. "Please, Carlos. I need a baby."

"Now you are talking crazy," Carlos muses, peppering feather light kisses along his jaw. "You don't even like babies. Last month you were going on and on about how Seb was crazy to go and have another one."

"I'd like our baby," he argues. "And Seb is crazy. Even Mark knows that. But they still have four babies and I want just one, Carlos, just one."

Carlos sighs, pulling away. His hands settle on Charles' waist, a comfortable grip. "You don't want a baby. You'll hate being pregnant. You already hate me waiting on you now, you know how bad I'm going to be if you're carrying my– Charles," he sighs again, and internally Charles smiles, because now he is certain Carlos has seen his watery eyes. "Please. Charles. Don't tell me you are going to cry."

Charles sniffs, perfectly plausible and completely fake. "Maybe."

"You cannot seriously want a baby this much."

"Do you think I would be a bad father? Am I too messed up?" Charles asks instead, wobbly and sounding very close to tears. Shame he is faking, really. He is a really bad actor otherwise, but he knows how to get what he wants, especially when it comes to Carlos. "Is that why you don't want my baby?"

"What, no," Carlos says immediately, distressed. "No, I want your babies. I want to give you all your babies."

Charles slides off of him, flopping onto the other half of the couch. "I can get a baby somewhere else. Everyone wants to give me babies," he mumbles, pretending to seriously consider it. Carlos won't believe this, but at the very least it might make him die inside out of frustration. "It wouldn't be too hard."

"Are you hearing a word I am saying," Carlos says exasperatedly, finally giving in. "Fine. Tomorrow– tonight, even we can make a baby, since you want it so much."

"Don't you?"

"What?"

"Like," Charles starts, gesturing generally to his self. "You have me. Even during my heats. You don't want a baby?"

Carlos blinks, long and slow. "I don't want a baby," he says slowly. "I want our baby."

Charles claps his hands, grinning widely. "Yay," he cheers, sitting up. "I am going to go tell Pierre and pretty much everyone else."

"Thank you for warning me," he deadpans. "I'll sit here and pretend to not notice the crowd of people waiting to ask me why I want to take Ferrari's star driver out of the game, but okay. Enjoy the announcement."

Charles winks at him, or tries to, leaning down and pressing a long, thorough kiss to his lips. "I'll come back to talk soon."

"I don't think we're going to be doing much talking," Carlos says with a shit-eating grin, eyes soft.

Charles smiles to himself, a skip in his step as he exits the garage. It feels nice to know that the other person feels the same way you do, and shares the same views that you have. It feels very nice, indeed.

Baby. God, he really wants to have that baby.

[azurecatboy]

ffxivwrite: Stamp

Two in < 8 hours? Yippee!

Hoping to catch up but I gotta sleep cuz raid in lime 7 hours lol

This one is a bit different format-wise, at first, and may be a bit rough at the end but I had to stop

This one is early HW, tho my version of the timeline is a bit weird

I do what I want

Also wolchefant

Yippee x2

~*~*~

Hey Ma, hey Mum,

It’s been a while since I’ve written to you, sorry about that. I know you’ll understand, what with my whole being framed for regicide and living in Ishgard as a refugee, but that doesn’t mean I’m not sorry I can’t write more. Yugiri (I don’t know if you’ve met her? Au ra friend of mine, said she’s making sure you all are safe. She’s a ninja so you might not have seen her or her lackees, now that I think about it… It’s fine, she’s fine, she’s nice, I promise) she says that any letters I send being staggered out would be the best and safest way to still talk to you.

Anyroad, last time I sent you a letter we were only just really settling in here. Since then,Tataru and Alphinaud have started using their people skills around Ishgard. Rubbing elbows, gathering information, figuring out what all goes on here. I’ve helped House Fortemps some, with my lance and bow, of course. It wasn’t my idea, but Taru and Alphi made a good point that we should show some gratitude to them, and fighting at least seems to get the point across around here. That part I like and can understand. I’m good at fighting. The shitty parts I’m not good at that I don’t like are the stuffy parties and dances. The dances are nothing like back home. Boring, stiff. There’s weird rules about dress, posture, who leads, even who you dance with at all. I hate it, really. So I don’t dance here. Maybe I’ll ask Alphi to teach 

They also hate how I talk, they think I sound stupid (Haurchefant’s uppity arse of an older half-brother didn’t say “stupid” but “less than civilized” is pretty damned close if you ask me). So I’ve got speech lessons now. I didn’t even know they had those.They were going to try to teach me how to read and write, too, and were shocked when I told them I already could. Thanks for that, Mum. Really.

Haurchefant has been my Twelve’s grace through all of this. He knows what to say to calm me down and has definitely saved some of these noble pricks from getting decked in the face. Having someone who’s able to keep up with and spar with me helps a lot, too.  

Sometimes, when it’s all too much and I really start to get all itchy, feeling like I’m trapped in walls in walls in walls, I grab Heulyn from the stables and just ride him all the way out to Camp Dragonhead. (That’s actually where I’m writing from, now.) It’s about a half day’s ride on a bird as fast as Heulyn, so I usually stay for a night or three. Sure, it’s safer in Ishgard proper, but I need to get away from time to time. When I’m out here, I can stand outside on the highest tower of the stronghold and look in the direction of home. The trees out that way aren’t the same exact trees, but I can pretend.

I do always go back, though. I have to. Alphinaud and Tataru need me.

I do plan on going back in the morrow, one of the more involved tasks I took up for the Fortempses is basically babysitting Haurchefant’s half-brother Emmen Emani Emanal Emmanellain while he’s out in what’s called the Sea of Clouds and we are going to take the airship out aftermorrow. Just wanted to get this out to you before then. 

I miss you, Mum. I miss you, Ma. I miss Novah, Zurie, Seb and all the little ones. I miss the farm.

I miss home.

Tell everyone I say hi. Be safe.

Love,

Rhein’ir

P.S. Haurchefant says “hello” and wants me to tell you to “fret not” cuz he’s been praying to Halone for your safety. 

Rhein’ir sighed, tossing more pounce onto the parchment with the new addition to his letter, and reclined in his borrowed chair with a stretch while waiting for the ink to dry.

“Forgive me, dear, did I overstep when asking you to include my postscript?”

The dragoon tilted his head further back, over the chair’s backrest, to look at Haurchefant standing behind him. “What? Naw, Mum an’ Ma’ll love it, really. Are you sure s’alright for me t’use th’ Fortemps’ seal? I can just dab th’ wax on with anythin’.”

“Of course.” the knight leaned down, sweeping Rhein’ir’s bangs to the side to press a light kiss to his forehead, smiling at the way he dramatically scrunched his face at the show of affection. Even if this was Haurchefant’s private study, the Keeper would sometimes still fuss, and it was cute. “‘Tis not unusual for one to see the sigil of House Fortemps on sealed missives or documents outside of Ishgard. We are the house that has their hand in most foreign affairs, after all. By a wide margin.”

“Aye, guess that’s true.”

He sat up straight again, grabbing the letter and gently shaking any loose pounce left back into the pouncet-box. A light touch with his finger to the ink let him know that yes, it was dry, so he rolled the parchment up and tied it off with a length of twine he had at the ready. With the reaffirmed permission to use the seal, he set the wax to melt and reached for the drawer he knew that the stamp was stored.

While waiting for the wax to melt, he rolled the stamp back and forth on the desk’s surface with one hand, idly drumming his nails on the arm of the chair with the other. Sealing wax didn’t take long to melt, compared to other waxes, but that didn’t mean Rhein’ir had patience for it.

The Keeper wanted his letter enroute as soon as possible.

Plus…

It was his and Haurchefant’s last night together for at least a few weeks.

Wax melted, Gods bless, he poured just enough over the twine’s tie. A press of the seal and the miqo’te jumped to his feet with the letter in hand, heading towards the balcony. He figured the bitter cold of the Coerthan highlands would cool the wax faster, anyroad.

The knight followed Rhein’ir closely behind, smiling to himself in amusement at his lover’s impatient antics.

As soon as Rhein’ir crossed the threshold, he whistled, ears shooting up and swiveling around, listening out for something. Then they canted west, and he looked up to see a hawk swooping down from that direction. 

He pulled his jacket sleeve down over his hand and held his arm out with a toothy grin, tail swishing in excitement when the hawk flapped its wings to slow its descent, talons out, and it landed on his arm with an impressive amount of grace with how fast it had come in.

“Heya, Fletch. You're one brilliant bird, y'know that? Comin’ right at the first whistle.” He pulled his arm in, giving the hawk scritches with a finger of the hand holding the letter, “Sorry s'been so long, mate. You look healthy, though, feathers look nice. Th’ huntin’ good out here?”

The bird, of course, didn't answer. But he did bump his head against Rhein'ir's hand, expecting more pets.

“Sure sure.” He obliged, giving him some more scatches before lowering his arm to the balcony's parapet. When the bird hopped onto his new perch, Rhein'ir dug into his pocket and procured what Haurchefant recognized as liver leftover from that night's dinner. He chuckled when their eyes met and Rhein'ir's ears folded back in embarrassment.

“Look…”

“You need not explain yourself, dear. I'm more than happy to simply observe your knack for handling most any creature.”

It was true, Rhein'ir seemed to have an affinity for animals. Big or small, magical or mundane. Perhaps it was something to do with his Echo.

Still. Rhein'ir turned back to the bird with an embarrassed grumble, never quite sure how to handle genuine praise.

Fletch took the liver, and while he was preoccupied tearing into his offering, the dragoon pulled out a wooden canister with leather straps. He unscrewed the top, slid the letter in, and screwed it closed again.

“Mind takin’ another letter back home for me?”

The bird, again, said nothing, but Rhein'ir was able to approach and strap the container to his back with relative ease.

When he stepped back and when Fletch had finished his snack, the hawk spread its wings. He moved them, seemingly testing their mobility. Then, the bird took off. 

Rhein'ir watched the raptor circle a few times overhead before taking off in the direction of Gridania.

Home.

With a sigh, Rhein'ir leaned back, knowing Haurchefant would be there. 

And he was.

Always.

His back against his knight's chest, he lifted his arms enough for Haurchefant to wrap his own arms around his middle and pull him closer.

He grinned up at him, showing off his sharp teeth when he asked, “Take me to bed, now?”

“Oh, gladly.”

[doshiart]

🖤fictional world tag game 🖤

hi so i just love reading about everyone’s fav movies and tv shows and fictional worlds and what not so here’s a little tag game if you’d like to participate!

thanks @creepkinginc for tagging!!!

ohh it'll be hard...

favorite fictional character from a movie? the Narrator from fight club,,, don't ask i like this selfcest movie…

favorite fictional character from tv? Marcus from 'Ginny & Georgia'

favorite fictional character of all time? I won't think too much about it, it's Mickey Milkovich.

if you could be irl friends with any three fictional characters, who? Debbie Gallagher, Marceline the Vampire Queen, Snufkin

favorite fictional couple: ian x mickey obviously

okay, you can only choose one fictional character to get stranded on an island with: Moomminmama, she has everything we need in her handbag, we will definitely survive.

one fictional world you would hate to be a part of: real life 'A Quiet Place'

one fictional world you would love to be a part of: life is strange?? idk… this one so hard.

your “HEAR ME OUT” fictional couple: not canon thing, but it's rare so,,, kaminari denki x bakugou katsuki (boku no hero academia) grabbed my heart, i love their dynamic and interactions so much

and finally, something you’re looking forward to this week? finish my masquerade art and start something new. yeah my life revolves around drawing…

tagging and to say hello 🖤 @jrooc @lingy910y @suzy-queued @blue-disco-lights @mybrainismelted @heymrspatel @deathclassic @gallapiech @sam-loves-seb @energievie @stocious @darlingian @vintagelacerosette @grumble-fish @ms-moonlight-inn @sgtmickeyslaughter  @mickeym4ndy @transsexual-dandelions @michellemisfit @crossmydna @too-schoolforcool @mmmichyyy @swiftfootedachilles @krysmiss @sleepyheadgallavich @astaraels only if you want to play ✨

[notafunkiller]

Hello, just catching up. I agree that aw and seb behavior is off. Like ok maybe your awkward as a couple but we know from past experiences that neither of them are awkward like that soooo yeah.

I hate that people say they’re getting married. Come on. When did everyone gain the super power to see the future or dictate it? I saw in the past conversations it was brought up he doesn’t believe in marriage? Did he say that in an interview? Why do people disregard what he says and make up their own shit as if they are some all knowing being. She looked more comfortable with Chris pine. With Seb she looks very blah and stiff. Funny how she can’t be smiley when she’s next to her “Boyfriend” 🤨🧐🤔 those pictures look like you photoshopped two separate pictures together and the vibes/tones do not match.

Hello.

Yeah, neither was awkward before, and the vibes are really off.

I hate that people say they’re getting married. Come on. When did everyone gain the super power to see the future or dictate it? I saw in the past conversations it was brought up he doesn’t believe in marriage? Did he say that in an interview? Why do people disregard what he says and make up their own shit as if they are some all knowing being.

He actually said he doesn't see himself getting married and talked a bit about his aorents divorcing. He doesn't believe in marriage, yet they discard his opinion and sya he will/should change his mind. I talked aboit this here because it got me really upset how they disregard his feelings and choices.

And assuming their relationship is real, maybe she doesn't want to get married anyway. Why do they assume all people want that? It's direspectful! Just like all the pregancy theories in the past.

She looked more comfortable with Chris pine. With Seb she looks very blah and stiff. Funny how she can’t be smiley when she’s next to her “Boyfriend” 🤨🧐🤔 those pictures look like you photoshopped two separate pictures together and the vibes/tones do not match.

She really did look more comfortable with CP, and he was more affectionate with her.

And yeah, they really look(ed) awkward😭

[vro0m]

i'm curious to know which ranking you agree with more, the drivers' or the team principals'? the drivers' is much more aligned with how i would've rated everyone's season. who do you think is more accurate and why? there's a few big discrepancies between the lists. certain biases from the drivers and principals both are definitely coming into play but i'm not sure i can pin down the motives behind those biases.

Hello Anon! Let's talk about the rankings.

I'd like to start by pointing out three questions that came to me when I saw them and that I don't have an answer for but think are worth mentioning :

Is there an actual point to this besides creating headlines off-season?

Why do we have points totals for the TPs ranking and not the drivers' one?

Why are there so many ties in the drivers' ranking and none in the TPs' one?

Now let's take a look at the rankings and also add the WDC standings for reference.

The rankings actually aren't that different. Here's my analysis:

No surprises when it comes to Max and Charles.

Sergio Perez is ranked lower than his WDC result by both groups and especially the drivers. It seems to mean they think he's not actually as good as his car allows him to be, I guess. Must hurt. Carlos Sainz is in a similar situation although the difference is less steep. Still, in both cases, I feel like it shows that TPs and drivers consider them both as second drivers rather than big contenders.

They seem to also agree that Lewis' WDC performance doesn't reflect his actual abilities, but the other way around. That is not surprising. What I find interesting is that the TPs ranked him lower than George. George is very very good, that's not the point, I'm not surprised he's ranked high. Rather I think it reflects the fact that some TPs think Lewis has been lacking motivation (we've read such things during the year) and/or they might think he's past his peak. I think it's also noteworthy that there isn't a big difference between them as with the Ferrari and RBR pairs. It shows that nobody is quite clear on the hierarchy between them, we're all waiting to see how next year will go, performance-wise and relationship-wise.

Ngl, and I mean no shade whatsoever, but Lando has never stood out to me. I guess I should pay more attention as he's ranking quite well in all three standings and I know he's often considered as a future champion or whatever but in all honesty I've not seen it from him just yet. I also genuinely wonder if it would have changed something to his ranking if Daniel had had a better time at McLaren.

Alonso is such an interesting case. However much we like to hate on him, and no matter his lack of result for a good number of years, he's still consistently recognized as an extremely good driver by everybody involved in the sport. It's not a surprise to find him there. It's also interesting that although Seb is also in the rankings, he's rated lower and has not benefited from such consistently high opinions throughout his career. I'm not sure if I agree with that or not.

I was surprised at first that Valtteri did not show up in the drivers' top 10 because he's a very, very good driver, as both the TPs recognize and the WDC shows. At the same time, it's not easy to choose a driver in their top 10 that should not be there to make room for him and he did have a bad time in the second part of the season. I wonder if he’s been rated more severely because of expectations based on his time at Mercedes rather than adjusted expectations now that he’s in a less competitive car. Or maybe I’m biased because I’m currently watching past seasons in which he managed to be very competitive in a Williams lol.

I find it sweet that the drivers ranked Alex so high. I like him a lot, but tbh I wonder if it's really based on his performance this year or if it's also at least in part based on them just being happy for him to be back, because his results weren't great. He finished in the points two times more than his teammate in a bad car, sure, and he was coming back from a year out, sure, but then what about Magnussen, 13th in the WDC with twice as many points as Mick after not one but two years out and no time to train for the season? And didn't Esteban do a good job of outranking his very competitive and revered teammate? I guess it just depends on everybody's criteria.

What are your thoughts about it?

[maxemilianverstappen]

Remember a few weeks (weeks? Months? I have no clue anymore lol) back there were rumors that Max might have been considering moving to ferrari and everyone just laughed it off? 'Oh no way he'd ever leave his redbull family he loves them they love him he's so loyal he'll stay there till he retires'. After yesterday i don't think it's too far fetched? Especially of the Monaco rumors are true, and they as a team are choosing to cover the other guy and leave him to face the heat of it all - knowing full well that he already gets never ending hate and criticism as it is and this just adds more fuel to the whole thing. I know he said he doesn't care about what people say but he's still human yknow? At one point he'll reach his breaking point

I remember those rumours, yeah.

Tbh, even if I was a Max hater, I would say that any team would KILL to have Max atm. That's why Totoş is still sucking up to him whenever he can stop thinking about Abu Dhabi 21 even though several times Max burned the bridges by saying he is not interested.

If he'd ever leave Redbull, his best bet would be Mercedes, Lewis' seat. Not, Ferrari.

Darling, they are so incompetent and I am sure Max is not blind. He also doesn't have the Rosso Corsa fetish that Chal and Seb have.

But you are forgetting something here. Max is like Kimi. He can and will simply say "Fuck you." to all if he is left with no good options like Kimi didn't in 2009 when he was only 30. He would just leave and find meaning in something else. Race somewhere else. He never raced for fame, never did it for the spot lights, but solely for the enjoyment and the thrill of it. So, if push comes to the shove, it would be the sports' loss, not his, because guys like him do not give a fuck about how others perceive them as, their own self perception and satisfaction is the important thing.

As I said before, Redbull literally threw Max under the bus by voicing that request in the race as if they wanted to deflect the day before's criticism about how/why they didn't ask for a switch in the sprint.

They dumped the whole responsibility and the hate fest onto Max's shoulders even tho the guy had told them before the race that he wouldn't do it.

They also caused the Spain drama needlessly when it was clear that Max was going to overtake Checo in 1-2 laps at most (I know tyre deg is a problem but seriously, I don't think it was to the point that Max couldn't be able to handle it) and also in Baku where Checo's tyre deg was greater and again Max was faster and would overtake in a few laps at most which even Checo admitted to.

There was no need to use the radio for these. There was no need to tell Max let Checo pass if he starts P4 and can't keep up and his team mate passes him coming from the back. I know tyres didn't work for Redbull yesterday, but this is not a case of 1 race. Many races passed and the points deficit could have been greater if this and that happened, hello.... The talent is where you never get to the point of having to ask for team orders when you are going against a team mate like Max.

So, if Max feels he is not treated well, it is their loss, not Max's. Because he has the mentality to brush aside it all and open a new page and never look back unlike many others who can't let shit go.

[sebsxphia]

Seb, I know I have said it a million times, but I'm going to say it a million more whether it's here or in private messages. Thank you for your posts. And I don't just mean your writing (although it always makes my day. Especially on my bad ones, curling up with my sloth stuffie and reading through for comfort) but for you. You take the time to say hello, to check in, to let everyone ramble, and let people talk. You let everyone be who they want, and you provide a safe place. I come to Tumblr to get away from everything, whether it's my personal life, politics, drama... I know your page is immediately the place I can go to so I can shut my brain off. On this app, this blog, I can just let myself enjoy any silly posts or jokes, see the soft thoughts or the thots.

I don't know if you know how much it means to me to just have you here. And I hope soon I'll be back to writing once my mental health is better (I am working with my therapist!) And I can maybe bring you some of that joy too. I try to make my page drama free and politically free, so people have the opportunity to be relaxed also. The only "drama" (although i dont see it as drama personally) I know I step in is defending other writers. Cause seb, you and so many others, if you get even a little hate, just send them my way. I'll go right up to bat for ya ❤️

Sorry, got a little off topic (apparently when showing my love for people that happens. Who knew?)

But still, even if you chose to stop writing and just wanted to be a chat blog, I would be here. You became such a great friend, honestly.

Thank you ❤️

gabbie 🥺🥺🥺

i’m sorry i took a while to reply to this. i had it in my inbox and i just kept re-reading it and tearing up and feeling all mushy 🥺

i’m at a complete loss for words and overwhelmed (in the best way!) with this sweet and thoughtful message. i hope you know this has truly made my entire week and i really needed to read this rn. goodness, i’m just so honored and happy to hear that my lil blog can provide that comfort and safe place for you. it’s music to my ears. 💗

i know i’ve said it before, but i’ve always wanted this lil blog to be a safe place and let people come ramble, talk or vent, and it makes my heart swell that it’s perceived like that.

i’m also so pleased to hear that you’re working with your therapist! i hope you’re taking it slow and taking care of yourself, because you deserve it my lovely angel! you are so sweet, kind and wonderful and i’m just so thrilled to call you my friend, and an incredibly wonderful friend at that! 🥹💗

do not apologise one bit, my love. spreading love and joy is a okay here! thank you so much for this message and thank you for just being the lovely and kind soul that you are, inside and out. i’m sending you so much love my angel, mwah mwah mwah! 💗💕💓🫶🏼

[livetogether--diealone]

The George hate doesn't make sense coming from most of the tumblr users. Yall like to paint George as evil for just being ambitious and racing stuff (at the same time that preach about non competitiveness). That man always supported Lewis in what really matters including after AD21 while some of your faves called it karma (Albon), others supported Masi (Vettel). I think some of you were not around at that time because how do you romanticize things your faves do, um?

Hello anon, I think you got to the wrong blog? I also don't really get the George hate tbh he's always been fair to Lewis when it mattered (also i'd like to specify i don't keep up with everything he says or do), from what i've seen things have been pretty good? I like the guy, from what my knowledge is, he's okay?

Also about the "some of your faves" I always thought what Alex said was a little meh but whatever, and about Seb everyone in that moment (the diff launches of the 22 cars) was saying the same thing I really don't think it was very willingly so to speak, and if there's one person who was there through it was him, miss me with that then