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[toppamplemousse]

bottle episode | charles leclerc/max verstappen

Rated E, 30k words, complete

“Are you done bothering this guy? I didn’t think blonds were your thing.” Pierre says through a mouthful of pizza, causing Charles’ eyes to go wide and dart back to Max, who is finding the whole situation rather amusing.

“Merci, Pierre, this is Max Verstappen who works at Vasseur’s and he is Dutch. He has been boring me with his whole life story.”

or:

Seasons pass, and fate keeps throwing Max and Charles together.

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[callmegaith]

Anon requests :D part 1/?????

[nametakensff]

Listen....my ability to focus on work is sooo bad today. I decided I may as well record some inducing while I could 😅

[lepardlover]

Happy holidays @emizeltucker!! saw u were a fellow transfem kian enjoyer so here she is rockin' out for the @jrwi-art-exchange ^^

[invisi-idol]

mlp - masc fluttershy nput !

requested by : 🎭 anon

₊˚⊹⋆ names :

dex , dez , declan , diego , daniel , dane , dean , sean / shawn , fawn , fern , fable , linus , lionel , lain , orion , manny

₊˚⊹⋆ pronouns :

h^ / h^m

fly / flys , forest / forests , grass / grass' , green / greens , bud / buds , bun / buns , bird / birds , kind / kinds , leaf / leafs , tree / trees , chirp / chirps , sky / skys , shy / shys

🐦 / 🐦s , 🦊 / 🦊s , 🐇 / 🐇s , 🦔 / 🦔s , 🪶 / 🪶s

₊˚⊹⋆ usernames :

flutter_boy , chirpchirp , prunedpegasus , naturesponie , elementofkindness

₊˚⊹⋆ titles :

( prn ) who is full / the element of kindness , the nature pony / pegasus , the helpful / friendly ( noun ) , ( prn ) with the kind soul / heart , the butterfly

[fantastic-mr-corvid]

Breathing again

Characters: Tesoro, Elena Words: 1,432 No warnings apply

Elena gets a call from Tesoro, and while she's expecting a heart to heart over his recent breakup with Conficcare, she's not expecting the thought she coaxes out of her best freind to be "What if I wasn't a man" Still, she will do anything for her oldest freind, including walking them through their thoughts and doubts and counteracting each of them, hoping that Tesoro can finally stop holding their breath, stop hiding themselves, and relax, like the rest of them have been learning to do.

[Edited] Exert:

Tesoro's voice cut through her thoughts, his usually bright greeting heavy with exhaustion and edged in worry. 

“Talk to me Tesoro.” 

“Don’t worry, ‘Lena I’m– just–” his sigh echoed down the line, his next words muffled, “–it's just– just thoughts, I’m physically safe– as I ever can be,” 

It wasn't the fault of the phone lines that his laugh was hollow, hollow in a way that reached out and carved a hole in her own heart.

“Thoughts can be plenty dangerous, we both know that well enough,” 

“Yeah, these ones are… Fuck, Elena, I’m too old for this,”

Refusing to engage Tesoros dreams of dying young and escaping self growth- mid thirties was still perfectly young for people who didn't live like him- Elena pressed further.

“Tell me, you can always tell me,”

“What if I wasn't a man,” Tesoro whispered to her, like if he said it out loud something would strike him down.

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[padfootastic]

exam szn is coming up which obviously means ore distractions, as everyone knows. so what better than to come back to tumblr lol so many tag games etc piling up that i wanna dooooooo

so. let’s have a lil snippet time!

thanks for the tag @in-flvx 💜 this one’s from a wip that was supposed to have been finished & posted for jilypad week but,,,,here we are,,,,,

“Sirius!” Lily exclaims. “We were looking for you.”

“Oh?” He presses a quick kiss to her cheek before bending down to pick Harry up, who immediately cuddles into his arms with a tired sigh. Poor baby, must’ve been exhausted by all the excitement at the beach.

“Yeah, regarding tonight—“ Sirius gulped quietly at the way she said that “—Your room is a bit…messy, I’m sorry. We were reorganising and well, y’know how it goes…”

She shrugs apologetically but all Sirius can think about is how she called it ‘his room’. Not the guest room, not the spare, but his room. Sirius’. He once again pushes past the mushy feelings that rise in him at that little distinction.

“Oh, it’s—it’s fine, I can just take the couch, no problem.” Even if his feet tend to hang off the end, and the edges are a bit lumpy, it’s fine. He resolutely doesn’t think about his comfortable Alaskan King at home.

“Of course you can’t!” Lily scowls at him. “We’re not gonna put you in a couch in your own house, Sirius.”

There it was again, the reference to him belonging here. It was a bit presumptuous, slightly possessive but Sirius was a dog at heart, he was never going to turn down ownership.

“Er—the nursery, then?” he asks, confused.

“What, crammed up in Harry’s crib beside him?” she says with a scoff, “Don’t be silly.”

Sirius blinks. “Where am I sleeping then?”

“With us, of course.” He jumps at the voice booming from behind him, clutching Harry tighter to his chest, whirling around to find James munching on a carrot.

“Where did you come from?” Sirius mutters under his breath before straightening up and saying, louder, “And what do you mean with you?”

“Well, like Lily said,” and here he sends a meaningful, entirely undecipherable, look towards his wife who…blushes? “Your room’s temporarily indisposed, the couch isn’t even an option—don’t give me that look, you barely fit on the thing—and the floor is gonna mess up your back worse than it is.”

“Oi!”

“So, our room it is.”

Right. Of course. Because that’s the obvious conclusions. How could he say no?

(Again, he can’t so he doesn’t)

It’s twenty minutes later, after Harry’s been put to bed, thoroughly kissed by his parents and godfather, after James is done with his nighttime turmeric milk and Lily’s put her hair up into braids and Sirius has taken out all his rings and chains and bracelets—that’s when he’s stumped by yet another problem.

How, exactly, are they going to sleep in one bed?

“We’re just going to expand it a little, Pads, don’t worry,” James says, supremely unconcerned.

He goggles at that, staring at the casual wand work. A part of him wonders why this is the extent of magic they’re using to solve this problem—James can conjure a bed Silenced, with his eyes closed—but promptly decides to not dwell on that for everyone’s sake.

[gaillol-13]

Blessing the Tadeo Jones fanbase with the highest honor i can bestow on a franchise, Textposts!

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Heyy, I'm new to your blog, but I really wanted to tell you that I love it 🫶🏻 Your fics are so great 😭 And I'm excited for the BND fics tho! (Am not the anon who requested one) Could I maybe request a fic with Ler! Ateez and maybe Lee!Reader? If not, maybe any Ateez fic? you decide who ^^ That'd make me so happy 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻❤️❤️

A Leader’s Wrath:

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.

Ok so my first Ateez fic! I hope you enjoy! I’m really sorry it’s so short…

𝒍𝒆𝒆: Yunho

𝒍𝒆𝒓: Hongjoong 

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭i𝘯𝘨! 💗

𝕥𝕨: raspberries

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @dandyboyseungmo

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.

Yunho was bored. I mean, who could blame him? All the other members were asleep, and he was tired of bothering Wooyoung, so he resorted to the one thing he had left to do. 

Be bored. 

He went to go bother the one person who was still awake, and that was Hongjoong. Sure he was the leader, and sure he was in a bad mood, but Yunho was determined to not be bored. 

“”BOO!” He yelled when Hongjoong walked into his room, obviously exhausted and tired, and he screamed in fear and almost fell over. 

“HAHA HYUNG YOU WERE SO SCARED!” Yunho doubled over in laughter while the leader glared at him. 

“Oh i’ll give you something to laugh about” Hongjoong commented as he tackled the younger and effectively straddled his waist. 

Yunho already knew what was happening. “Hyung no!” He yelled, hoping to receive some sort of mercy.

Hongjoong wasted no time and pulled the boy’s arms up, digging his experienced fingers into Yunho’s armpits. 

“HYUNG NOOO!” Yunho yelled again, this time more frantic as he tried not to laugh, thrashing around under the leader. 

“ST-STAHP PLEASE I-ITS NOT GONNA DOHO ANYTHIHIHIHING” Yunho broke, screaming as Hongjoong switched to the boy’s ribs, the area clearly more sensitive.

“STAHAHAHAP IHIM SAHAHAHAHARRYYY!!!” The younger screeched as he tried to free his wrists from the firm grip. 

“Nope. I’ve been having a bad day and this is a perfect stress reliever, also this is what you get for trying to scare me!” Hongjoong yelled over the younger’s screaming. 

“HAHAHAHA” Was Yunho’s only response as the elder pulled his shirt up and blew a long raspberry right on the boy’s belly button.

To say Yunho went crazy was an understatement. He went ballistic, back arching up and feet digging into the carpet, his face tinted the cutest shade of pink as he cackled. 

Soon enough Hongjoong let up, chuckling and rubbing at the younger’s stomach as Yunho gasped and panted. 

“You need some water, buddy?” Hongjoong fondly smiled at the younger as he shook his head. 

“Thanks a lot, Yunho.” Hongjoong stood up and walked out of the room, probably going back to work. 

“WAIT. HYUNG!” Yunho yelled, stopping the leader in his tracks. 

When Hongjoong turned around, Yunho commented, “You look tired, take a nap with me?”

Let’s say cuddles was the only thing on their agenda for the rest of the day.

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.

i hope you enjoyed! please check my intro post before interacting! love ya! 💕💗💖

[rainc0at-extras]

Hear The Harmony Only When It's Harming Me // Chapter 2 - Arpeggio - Mark Hoffman lives above Peter Strahm. His neighbour's hobby? Playing the fucking piano. Needless to say, it drives him fucking mad. - Mark Hoffman/Peter Strahm, Angelina Acomb, Lindsey Perez, Alternate Universe - Pianist, Alternate Universe - Neighbours.

[spireofdeceit]

getaway fic recs?

You will have to forgive me for 90% of my fic reading is shipping and not always safe for work cuz I'm bad at filtering things on ao3 and scared of commitment. I'll give some REALLY good ones that left a lasting mark on me.

Run away, far away, how do I - actually a gift made for someone for a secret santa event in my server but it's one of my favorite Getaway pieces now I highly recommend.

Baptism by Fire - this one gets Nasty so if ur a minor you might want to skip this, but this is a fic that made me fall in love with GetaRod and i think the best piece of character writing for both Getaway and Rodimus.

Unintended - very very very good short piece that managed to include all from Getaway to Rodimus to their feelings in 200 words that still haunts me.

[brokenstar-s]

Finally finished Dogma and Lemon! For @whatislifewithoutangst from their amazing story Double Life!

[jaeclerc]

He was watching the two most important people of his life interacting like they were family, no one would blame his heart for fluttering on his chest || for chalex! 🫶🏻

Alex wasn’t even sure why he was so nervous to introduce his girlfriend to George. It wasn’t that he didn’t care about George’s opinion, it was that he knew George would finally just be happy he let himself move on in a manner and that was scary. Introducing someone who indicated that Alex was finally getting over everything that happened to the person who knew him the best. Who saw everything that occurred.

“Alex-“ Charlotte said in the way she did, stretching the syllables and softening the vowels. “Does he know? Like? You told him, right?” He was so focused on how the white button up contrasted her tan from their recent vacation to her home, and the slight peak of a mark on her inner thigh, that he almost didn’t hear her.

“Oh uh-“ He was actually stuttering too, his lips pressed into a line to hide his guilty smile. “I didn’t? I mean he’s kinda a posh asshole but he’s not-he wouldn’t be judgmental! I think he would just be surprised that the kid we grew up with is now gorgeous.” He stepped close to her, brushing a strand of her hair over her shoulder to kiss her and assure her when she turned her face so he kissed his cheek.

“These distractions will not work. Phone him.” She patted his cheek and grinned at him. Perhaps that’s why he was so nervous.

-

George reacted how Alex imagined he would have, gracefully and weird.

“It’s no problem to me, mate. I’m glad that she just makes you happy!” was his response, which Charlotte looked happy with, gathering her bag and sunglasses and waiting impatiently for him by the door when he hung up.

-

The problem that Alex did not foresee was the fact that, despite Charlotte coming out and becoming Charlotte, and George continuing up the ranks to be an F1 driver, they still got along swimmingly and so they both slotted right into bullying the shit out of Alex and giggling together in a corner about his atrocities of clothing and haircuts.

If George wanted to see an atrocity, he should see some of Charlotte’s choices of clothing that Alex convinced her to not wear.

But at the end of it, he was watching the two most important people of his life interacting like they were family and no one could blame him if his heart was fluttering in his chest.

He was falling rapidly in love with Charlotte. When they reconnected, Alex revealed that he had a 14 year old crush on her from before they both left the sport for various reasons. That crush never left and now, he’s watching that crush grow into a full blown love, heart sickness.

Not to be too sappy on George Russell and he would never admit this to his face, but Alex had always been platonically in love with him and George took him in when his whole life fell apart and he needed someone to help him. George held him as he cried and begged the universe to make it better. George got him through to Uni and helped him actually get in.

Without George, Alex wouldn’t be where he was. Finally happy and content.

George turned to him when Charlotte went to the bathroom and said in that not casual trying to be casual voice he did “Funny how the boy you had a one off crush on when we were 14 is now the girl you’re madly in love with. She had you in a full blown panic. What’s that thing that you say? The Universe has a funny way of knowing the path we’re meant to take? I think that’s the best example I’ve ever seen.”

Alex loved him so much. Alex also hated him but George would be the one to hand him off at his wedding, he feels.

[helianskies]

bitter teeth ⠀• ⠀chapter 10 ⠀🥂

“Now that is unfortunate…”

Antonio was startled, and only more so when he discovered another person pulling up a seat next to him. He was so perplexed that it distracted him from his previous dismay, like a phoenix from the ashes.

“Can I… help you?” he asked his new company—Italian, but… closer to Antonio’s own age.

“I couldn’t say,” the other replied. “Really, I wonder if I can help you.”

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[tomasluvhun]

I'll fix this blog tomorrow. I think what I'm going to do is post my art on main and repost them here, but I'll take way more selfship questions here since that's kinda what the blog was made for. Just jumbling up all my selfships and rambles.