#i wanted to be silly and i remained silly

[gallusrostromegalus]

AEIWAM How does the chain of command work? What are the seated officers *supposed* to be doing? What's the lowest rank? What is the least yell-able rank? Which job looks silly on paper but is actually really load bearing? Anything you want an excuse to rant about on this topic?

Yeah ok I'll ramble:

So there's how the Divisions are SUPPOSED to work:

Every division of the Gotei-13 consists of exactly 200 members, 20 of which are seated officers. The top two positions are the "Captain" and "Lieutenant".

The Captain (#1) is in charge of EVERYTHING but directly in charge of seated officers 2-10

The Lieutenant (#2) is in charge of seated officers 11-20

Officers 20-11 are usually in charge of the division's regular/maintenance functions, officers 9-3 are in charge of whatever special projects are going on

Seated officers 3-20 each then have 9 of the remaining 180 rank-and-file shinigami assigned to them to carry out whatever orders

Captains can have Duplicate Officers of the same rank (Shunsui's Co-lieutenants or Ukitake's teo 3rd seats), but they are not allowed to have more than 20 seated officers total (there is no 8th or 13th 20th seat)

...And then there's how the divisions *actually* work.

First of all, almost nobody actually sticks to the "Exactly 200 People Per Division" rule. The rule was put in by the Central 46 to prevent the Gotei-13 from growing too large and becoming a military force that could unbalance the government.

The ones who do stick to it currently are:

Yamamoto (Sticking to the rules out of fear of the C46)

Komamura (But doing other chicanery mentioned below)

Zaraki (AT THE ABSOLUTE LIMIT OF HIS ATTENTION SPAN)

Some Captains are a bit up shit creek in that their division is in charge of WAY MORE SHIT THAN 200 PEOPLE CAN ACTUALLY DO.

Unohana got really creative about what counted as a "Consultant" or "Assistant" or "Temporary Hire" until she finally had enough damn people to actually run the seireitei's primary shinigami and civilian hospital, several major civil services (until the Ninth took over the Archives under Tousen and the Eleventh took over Sanitation under Zaraki).

Soi Fon has done something similar by stretching the definition of things she's "In Charge Of". Parts of the Onmitsukido, Shihouin clan retainers, Mercenaries etc.

Mayuri decided to stretch the definition of what counted as "People".

More commonly, captains will have a handful of people they pay under the table to help with tasks someone needs to do but doesn't need a Shinigami- errand-runners, tech support etc.

Rose and Byakuya have like, six extra people a piece, mostly for small tasks that otherwise gum up the works or that are major QoL improvements for the squad. Tea ladies, messengers, someone who bakes snacks and tidies the common areas. Housekeeping.

Tousen employs like 15-20 extra people in the 9th because they were already on the verge of becoming a substitute social service when he took over. He would have hired more but Aizen didn't want questions. Ukitake and Shunsui employ a similar number of off-the-books division members- Ukitake sort of absorbed the Kido corps after Tessai vanished and Shunsui has a Whole Lotta Finance Consultants.

MATSUMOTO has like. 50 extra people on the books. QOL improvements, minor task monkeys, couple of recently deceased consultants with the latest in new tech and organizational science… Okay, and a bunch of people she hired basically to help them out. Old lady Yamazaki, the two local street bums (you notice how nothing EVER gets stolen or vandalized at the tenth?), a bunch of academy kids from the shitstain districts of the rukongai who can't afford board I mean really I found Daisuke sleeping in with the training dummies did you want me to LEAVE him there?

...And then some people are running divisions of LESS than 200 people.

Shinji keeps forgetting to hire more people to replace people who retired.

Gin never actually figured out HOW to hire new people.

On the Far Opposite end of this nonsense is Komamura, who has gotten the 7th into such a well-oiled and efficient machine that he doesn't actually NEED all 200 members, so he keeps his additional staff on the actual payroll via clever use of Expense Reports.

Furthermore, what any given seated officer is actually in charge of varies wildly not only by Division but also by individual captains.

Unohana puts all her seated officers in charge of specific branches of medicine (anesthesiology, endrocinology, toxicology, etc.) and as far as she's concerned 3-20 are all the same rank.

Shunsui put himself and his lieutenants in charge of the 8th's regular functions (Finance) so he could deploy his 19 other officers to investigate all the fucking white-collar crime he got saddled with managing.

It's not clear if Zaraki ever actually assigned ranks to officers 4-20. He's captain, Ikkaku is is right hand, Yumichika is effectively-his co-lieutenant-but-wanted-the number-3 spot and there is a pack of 17 other guys that have men assigned to them but *what number seated officer they actually are* is a division secret. Partly because, like his favorite captain, every officer that is not his lieutenant is the same rank as far as Zaraki is concerned, and partly because if some district daimyo or minor noble demands to see the highest-ranked available officer available for their trifling matter, whoever he sends is now his "Fourth Seat". He's had as many as a dozen "Fourth Seat" Officers deployed at once!

The Tenth Division under captain Shiba always had the same teams- once you were assigned to a seated officer, the only way to change your coworkers was to get promoted. Under Captain Matsumoto, your co-workers change every week. Some seated officers have as many as 30 people assigned to them, some as little as two, and what officer you're working under changes as needed.

Lieutenant is probably the worst job in the Gotei-13.

It's the same as being a seated officer except you're responsible for the other officers instead of rank-and-file, you have to go to way more meetings and if something happens to your captain, you're acting captain until further notice

Does come with a SWEET pay raise tho

As the captains have to answer to Yamamoto, the Lieutenants have to answer to Sasakibe, the Gotei-13's Shadow King.

Sasakibe is a very quiet, almost forgettable man which is hilarious because he holds the positions of Lieutenant-captain of the Gotei-13, Headmaster of Genryusai Academy, and Gotei-13 Liaison to the Central 46. The man is the single most powerful person in soul society after Yamamoto and Yamamoto's Ex-Wife.

The lieutenants see him more often than any captain sees Yamamoto, often when they would least like to. He has a habit of Suddenly Appearing when they're in the middle of something embarassing.

Chojiro Sasakibe refuses to admit that there is even the remotest possibility that Yamamoto will predecease him, so in lieu of having to take over as "Acting Captain-General", Sasakibe regards his primary duty as Lieutenant-Captain to prepare all the lieutenants under him to become future captains. ALL of them, because he can't actually talk Yamamoto out of a poor pick once the man gets an idea into his head. The twelfth division has been a SHAMBLES because he hasn't been able to change Yamamoto's mind about the importance of R&D vs Reliable Provisioning. Maybe Mayuri will poison himself and Lieutenant Kurotsuichi can take over. She's *DELIGHTFULLY* reliable.

If he can't get the captains to train their (possible) replacements, BY THE SOUL KING'S NUTS HE WILL. He's had to do a lot of work with Poor Master Kira, but he thinks the boy still has potential. Miss Hinamori will need a lot of rehabiliation too, and Miss Suragaki needs to be outright domesticated so Captain Hirako is NOT ALLOWED TO DIE any time soon.

Some of them he's quite pleased with, actually. Master Macheriyo has come out quite nicely, but the Omaedas have always been strong stock in Sasakibe's mind. He was very upset when Seinosuke Yamada left to become the chief of medicine at the Seireitei's private hospital but Miss Koetetsu has exceeded his wildest expectations. Miss Kuchiki has not only filled Lieutenant Shiba's shoes, but gone up a size. He is not looking forward to the impending "Three Captains Kuchiki" situation though.

The Eleventh has always been an unmanageable dumpster fire but Lieutenant Madarame and Lieutenant-But-Third-Seat Aseyagawa put him somewhat at ease. With Sasakibe's rotten luck, Zaraki is probably immortal but he has two of the most organized men in soul society to think for him so it'll probably be alright.

The thing he's REALLY looking for is someone to train as HIS OWN replacement- he assumes he will die first, and SOMEONE will need to take care of Yamamoto-Sama in his place. He thought he'd found that in Komamura, possibly his favorite shinigami he's ever trained, but it was not to be. He currently has high hopes for Liuetenant Ise should something happen to him.

It will not. It's going to be MUCH more annoying than that.

The hallmark of a great lieutenant is that they can take over for their captain at the drop of a hat, and most captains regularly put their lieutenants in charge as "Acting Captain" for brief periods to practice.

Unohana puts hers in charge the most often, because she regularly has to go do surgery where she can't be interrupted. Isane Koetetsu is Acting Captain at least twice a week, and once had to take to role on for a solid month!

Ukitake has semi-regularly scheduled "Dead Days" where he's in the office but nobody is allowed to acknowledge him, so he can see how they run and give concrit to his lieutenant. It helps his division cope with his illness, but one time a picture of him asleep with his feet on his desk and a piece of paper taped to his face reading "I'M DEAD, GO ASK RUKIA" escaped the context of the 13th and there was Bedlam about it.

Zaraki has either never or always had Ikkaku in the position of "Acting Captain" and neither of them will clarify that situation.

Tousen didn't *intentionally* put Shuuhei in charge- he tried to avoid it to keep his beloved lieutenant out of Aizen's Circle Of Influence, but Shuuhei is like a border collie in that if he is not Being Helpful RIGHT NOW HE WILL EXPLODE AND DIE, and so, like a border collie, Shuuhei kept inventing jobs for himself and taking over any random task that was not immediately explicitly someone's job so when Tousen got abducted Shuuhei was doing like 60% of the work already.

Gin NEVER put Izuru in the role of "Acting Captain", he just foisted all his responsibilities onto the boy with none of the authority which has made him a nervous wreck. Captain Otoribashi, on the other hand, casually decided "I need the day off to go see a preformance of Bizet in the 3rd district, Izuru you're captain until i get back, BYE~!" and was only stopped from breezing out the door by Izuru's immediate scream of panic. They're working on it.

[laswells-ashtray]

i hope this doesn’t sound strange, idk how tumblr works quite yet </3

but i binged all ur price works and!!! ack i love them (especially ones w mac, it’s hard to find much of him!!) even though i fell asleep on my first period. oops. (twas worth it, though)

do you have any more mac and price snippets? (no rush!! or no force! idk what else to say! have a great day/night!?)

Ayyy, tumblr is weird when learning how to navigate it.

And I won't lie, I am biased toward people who are nice to me so fuck yeah, I've got more Mac and Price interactions.

MacMillan mutters under his breath as John drives his pointer finger into the other man's arm for maybe the fifth time in the past ten minutes.

John does it again just to ensure that he isn't being ignored.

Mac looks over at him through narrowed eyes, dropping the pen in his hands as his chest heaves a sigh. His voice is more of a grumble than noise when he asks John,

"Dae ye make it yer lifes mission tae get oan ma fuckin tits?"

He snickers, subtly backing away from the captain as he flicks through the various responses in his mind. He's resigned to the smack he's about to receive as he settles on a middle ground of disrespect.

"Aye, I'm looking for measurements. 38E, would you say?"

There's a moment of silence that seems to last an eternity, Mac doesn't blink through it all. His eyes bore into John's soul and he sees the slap building up as the annoyance surges through the Scot's veins.

And then he pounces, Mac is out of the chair and over the desk before John can utter a hail Mary and get his arse out of the office. In all his years one would think he'd have figured it was unwise to piss off someone with the hands of a boxer, they'd be incorrect.

Heat swarms the side of his face and the resounding crack seems to echo around the office. That or his ears are ringing.

And then the Scot sits back down in his chair, instinctively returning to his work as his eyes scour across the paper in front of him and his hand grasps his previously forgotten pen.

John allows himself twenty seconds of recovery time before leaning over and poking Mac's arm again.

The man in front of them has been rattling on for so long that MacMillan's feet are starting to ache from just standing and listening to the words dribble out of his mouth.

John is twitchy next to him, shifting his weight from foot to foot and cracking his knuckles. His gaze isn't focused, and Mac doesn't doubt that he stopped listening around the time the other captain described Mac's own accent as "low-class sounding".

Classist cock gargling cunt.

The sergeant is volatile, if he'd listened to anything else the man had spouted off at him then he'd have decked the other man in defence of MacMillan. Something neither of them could risk given John's past interactions with people in positions of authority. The Englishman had a knack for driving people around the bend, it was quite frankly impressive.

A heavy sigh disrupts his train of thought and he blinks himself back to awareness, only to be met with the scolding glare of Captain Fuck's His Name?

"Wit?"

The other man sighs again, offering him the most dramatic performance he'd had the displeasure of witnessing ever since the man had swaggered his way into the room.

"It seems my time here is wasted given the lack of focus from you or your little pet project. You should know better, Captain."

He raises an eyebrow at the man and his lip twitches, the first sign of amusement to cross his face in hours.

"And ye should dress better, no very fittin fir a captain tae huv a shirt that's wrinkled tae fuck, is it?"

John's snort is about as subtle as a bullet shattering a glass pane. As is the disgust on the man opposite him as he eyes them both up and down, turning up his nose at them like they were no more than shit on his shoes.

He isn't offered a response as the captain makes a swift exit, sneering something vaguely classist sounding under his breath. Bold to assume that just because he's a Scot, he's an alky. He could be an alcoholic of his own volition, his heritage shouldn't be awarded all of the credit.

He swiftly considers the detrimental effects of joking about suffering from alcoholism given the history on his mother's side, and then he throws the thought back like a shot of vodka.

"He was a right arsehole, wasn't he?" John asks suddenly, turning to face him.

He looks down at the younger man and nods, finally uncrossing his arms after what seemed like years of being subjected to the torturous ramblings of a smarmy git.

"Aye, he's a fuckin wankstain ae a man." His eyes scan over John's figure, noting his tense shoulders and rigid stance now that he's standing still.

"Still got hawf a day wae fuck all tae fill it wae, want tae get pished?"

Watching the joy return to John's eyes is worth the disastrous effect the suggestion will have on his bank account in the hours coming.

"Right, this is a genuine question and you can't smack me for it."

"Oh? Get it telt."

"What is deal with tablet? I've never heard a Scotsman who didn't foam at the mouth just at the thought of it."

"Wan ae these days, yer coming up tae Scotland outside of the job and a'll get ye tae try it. Ye willnae get it otherwise."

"It cannot possibly be that could."

"A'd describe it as orgasmic but Burt Reynolds could be here slobbering on ma knob right noo and am still no sure he could compete wae a bit ae homemade tablet."

"..."

"You're disgusting, firstly. Secondly, why Burt Reynolds? Actually, no, don't you dare fucking answer that. Thirdly, I need to try this stuff, immediately."

[k1ng-ej]

Hiii bestie >:3 maybe about some fluff with art? Something along the lines where Art kills the readers assaulter/stalker

Devil in disguise

Art The Clown x Reader

Note: first time writing for this silly man and writers block completely messed up how i originally wanted to write this </3

As you tread carefully along the dimly lit sidewalk toward your apartment, you wrapped your arms tightly around yourself, seeking warmth from the biting chill of the night. The hour was late; the roads were deserted, not a single vehicle in sight, and the absence of life around you heightened the sense of isolation. Working the closing shift had left you with the unsettling task of walking home alone in the dark—a decision that felt increasingly unwise with each passing moment. Yet, the lure of extra income was too tempting to resist. Living solo and managing the costs of rent was a constant struggle, and you were barely making ends meet.

You shivered, instinctively rubbing your arms to generate warmth as you walked, your eyes darting around for any lurking threats that might be stalking the vulnerable—like you. Just as you started to relax, convinced there was nothing amiss, your senses remained on high alert.

Before you fully grasped the situation, you found yourself yanked into a shadowy alley and forcefully pressed against a brick wall, your head crashing against it. The world started to swirl around you, and a low groan escaped your lips as you struggled to focus on the figure standing before you. With your head pounding and your ears ringing, a male voice gradually broke through the fog in your mind, barely reaching your awareness.

"Are you listening? I said give me your fucking wallet!" he hissed, pressing something cold to your neck.

You blinked, trying to gather your bearings and carefully deciding your next moves. Cursing under your breath, you held your hands up in surrender. "Fuck man! It's in my right pocket!"

Your attacker pressed the sharp tip of a knife against your throat, while his other hand rummaged through your pocket for your wallet. He lacked caution, and you winced as you felt warm blood begin to trickle down your neck and chest. It felt inevitable, a grim reality you had anticipated. Anger mixed with despair bubbled within you as you realized the repercussions—how would you manage to pay this month’s rent? Meanwhile, the flicker of defiance sparked in your mind, but you questioned your chances against a blade. The odds were stacked harshly against you.

The man in front of you muttered curses under his breath while frantically searching for your wallet, his intense focus momentarily easing the pressure on your neck. This was your chance. You swiftly drove your knee into him, striking him between the legs. He gasped and staggered back, clearly taken off guard. Seizing the opportunity, you bolted out of the dark alley and onto the sidewalk. For a fleeting moment, you contemplated yelling for help, but the late hour reassured you that everyone was likely sound asleep, oblivious to your plight.

Your lungs screamed with exertion as you raced across the street, desperately trying to put space between yourself and your attacker. To your shock, he recovered quickly from the blow and was close on your heels. Distracted by your fear, you failed to see the person in front of you and collided with their chest, stumbling backward with a startled yelp. You immediately began to apologize as you hurriedly scrambled to your feet.

You narrowed your eyes in disbelief as you faced an unexpected figure: a man clad in a striking black and white clown costume. His face wore an emotionless expression, and a black trash bag was slung casually over his shoulder. Despite your instinctive skepticism about this peculiar stranger, desperation drove you to seek his assistance in escaping the knife-wielding pursuer behind you. After all, how threatening could a clown really be?

"Please, I need help! T-there's a guy chasing me-"

“Hey!” Your pursuer has finally caught up, slowing down to a jog behind you. He glanced between you and the clown, donning an innocent smile while concealing the knife behind his back. “Why did you run away? Come here,” he called out, attempting to lure you closer with his free hand, pretending to be your friend.

You stood your ground beside the enigmatic clown, clinging to the hope that he was merely an ordinary person who would come to your aid. You could almost see the gears whirring in his mind as he glanced back and forth between you and your assailant, seemingly grasping the gravity of the situation. A wave of unease washed over you when a sinister grin crept across his face, and without warning, he dropped the trash bag, letting it fall with a series of unsettling clatters. Your attacker, now visibly confused, appeared to lose patience as he brandished the knife threateningly in front of him.

"Listen, if you both don't give me your money now you'll regret it," he threatened, inching closer.

The clown raised a finger, signaling for everyone to hold on, before eagerly rummaging through his trash bag, clearly searching for something particular. You instinctively stepped back from the unfolding scene, your heart pounding in your chest. Uncertainty gripped you; all you wanted was to return to your run-down apartment and sink into the solace of sleep.

The clown retrieved an object from the bag but swiftly concealed it behind his back, wagging a finger at your attacker while beckoning him to approach. With a mix of caution and curiosity, the attacker stepped closer, attempting to catch a glimpse of what the clown was hiding.

In an instant, all that met your senses was the sight of the clown swinging, the vivid red splattering across the scene, and the horrifying sound of a skull cracking. You gasped, recoiling as warm crimson droplets splashed onto your face. With a trembling hand, you brushed one of the blood droplets from your cheek, only to grimace at the deep stains now marking your skin.

You stood frozen in horror as your attacker staggered backward, collapsing onto the ground. The knife slipped from his hand, clattering away in the chaos. He let out a cry, desperately cradling his head with trembling hands. Meanwhile, the clown stood over him, a sinister smile playing on his lips, reveling in the scene before him. A chilling uncertainty gripped you—who was more terrifying? You took careful steps backward, your eyes fixated on the clown, who loomed menacingly over the fallen man, gripping a hammer with eerie satisfaction.

Without a moment's pause, the clown lifted the hammer and brought it crashing down onto your attacker's skull with a sickening crunch. Blood splattered across the sidewalk, forcing you to fight the urge to vomit at the gruesome sight. You turned your gaze away, unaware of the tears streaming down your cheeks, mingling with the blood droplets. All around you echoed the horrifying sound of bone shattering; the victim's screams had long since subsided. In that chilling moment, a fleeting thought crossed your mind: Would you be considered a suspect in his murder?

A sudden tap on your shoulder made you jump, and you turned to confront the clown, whose makeup now bore red splashes against the stark white. Every instinct screamed for you to flee, to escape as far as you could, yet you remained frozen, your eyes wide in terror.

Your mind lagged far behind, preoccupied with the recent events, barely noticing the clown taking your hand and placing something soft in your palm. As you glanced down, you found a small rag. The clown then gestured to his own face, making a wiping motion.

"Oh… t-thanks." You murmured softly, swiping the cloth across your cheeks to remove the blood splatters. For reasons unknown, you glanced at the clown, raising your brows in silent question, as if seeking confirmation that you had cleaned yourself thoroughly.

He placed his finger on his chin, tilting his head thoughtfully from side to side before finally taking the cloth from your hands. You held your breath as he began to reach for your face. His touch was feather-light as he delicately wiped away the spots you had overlooked. That mischievous grin returned, and he nodded in satisfaction at his handiwork.

You stood in both shock and confusion before finally breaking the silence.

"Um… thanks? For helping me."

The clown waved his hand dismissively in front of him while shaking his head, 'no problem'. You couldn't help but notice how incredibly expressive he was with his body language. While everyone around you would likely have told you to be terrified of him—or even suggested you call the cops after witnessing him murder a man without a shred of remorse—you found yourself feeling a strange sense of gratitude for what he had done, plus the man was intending to rob you and, in your mind, somehow had it coming. In a moment of surprising courage, this gratitude outweighed your fear, leading you to invite the clown to the nearby 24-hour pizza place for a meal, a decision that felt both reckless and oddly thrilling.

[bradshawed]

NEWTON'S LAWS, PROLOGUE

main & series masterlist !

introducing... the lion and his lioness prey pairing: f1!raphael cameron & reporter!reader

An apple fell from a tree and well... you know the rest. Much like Newton's apple, you fell right in his path, the lion's path, and he deemed you his prey. Silly boy. That was his first mistake.

A tale as old as time, Newton & his gravity, faceclaim: HoYeon Jung & various pinterest girls

warnings! no warnings for this prologue

chapter 1 ...

With the 2024 season coming to an end, the driver market for 2025 has been taking shape, with several big moves announced. Let's take a look at who will be driving where...

READ MORE: FIA and Formula 1 announce calendar for 2025

Red Bull Raphael Cameron – #1 Cleo Anderson – #208

Rafe Cameron has been locked in at Red Bull, with the world champion's deal running to running through to the end of 2028. This has not prevented speculation over a possible move elsewhere, amid rumours of interest from Ferrari. Cameron has stated, however, that he is not considering changing teams.

While Sergio Perez signed a contract extension earlier in the season to keep him at the team through to 2026, the Mexican and Red Bull subsequently reached an agreement to part ways with immediate effect following the conclusion of a tough campaign. His seat will be filled by Cleo Anderson, the first female F1 driver since Maria Teresa de Filippis, Lella Lombardi and Susie Wolff, who has impressed at the Saudi Arabian Grand Prix.

EXCLUSIVE: 'The perfect match' – Anderson and new team boss Verstappen on her multi-year Red Bull deal

Ferrari Charles Leclerc – #16 John Booker Routledge – #5

Following Carlos Sainz' retirement when it was confirmed at the end of the 2022 season, rookie John B. Routledge has made the step up from F2 to F1 and has impressed many, following in the footsteps of his father and seven-time world champion.

The other spot at Ferrari will be retained by Charles Leclerc. Having raced for the Scuderia since 2019, the Monegasque has pledged his future to the squad, having signed a contract extension which will see him stay with the team for several more years.

McLaren Lando Norris – #4 Oscar Piastri – #81

As they continue their progression following a rapid surge in performance during 2023, McLaren have settled on their driver line-up for the long-term. Lando Norris – who has been racing for the team since making his F1 debut in 2019 – agreed a new “extended multi-year” contract with the squad prior to the start of 2024.

Joining him will be Oscar Piastri, with the Australian also committed to the team after signing a multi-year extension until the end of 2026.

READ MORE: ‘I want to do it with McLaren’ – F1’s newest winner Lando Norris on loyalty to his team, and taking the fight to Cameron

Mercedes Lewis Hamilton – #44 Topper Thornton – #47

Lewis Hamilton will remain with Mercedes in 2025, marking his thirteenth season racing for the team. It was confirmed in August 2023 that the Briton had signed a new two-year deal to keep him at the Silver Arrows through to the end of next season.

While the same contract was announced for George Russell, he ultimately activated a release option to allow for his move but was left without a seat in the 2025 season, announcing his retirement shortly after. His replacement will be reserve driver Topper Thornton, moving 2024 F2 driver and long-time Mercedes protégé Kimi Antonelli to the reserve driver position, with Team Principal Toto Wolff hoping to have uncovered the next Max Verstappen given the young Italian’s sparkling junior category CV.

RB Yuki Tsunoda – #22 JJ Maybank – #6

It was announced prior to the Canadian Grand Prix that Yuki Tsunoda will continue to race for RB in 2025 after the team took up an option on their agreement with the Japanese driver, marking his fifth season at the Red Bull sister outfit.

Daniel Ricciardo made way for JJ Maybank for the United States Grand Prix after an inconsistent season, becoming the 19th driver to be promoted to F1 from Red Bull's junior programme.

READ MORE: How JJ Maybank's move from pro-surfer to F1 driver played out

Williams Alex Albon – #23 Franco Colapinto – #43

Alex Albon will enter his fourth season as a Williams driver in 2025, having signed a multi-year contract extension with the team which will keep him there through to 2026.

At the end of August, Williams announced that their academy driver and F2 racer Franco Colapinto will contest the remainder of the 2024 season with the squad, replacing Logan Sargeant as Alex Albon’s team mate from the Italian Grand Prix. Following this move, Colapinto has signed a multi-year deal for the team, giving them continuity into the new year of engine regulations.

Aston Martin Fernando Alonso – #14 Lance Stroll – # 18

Fernando Alonso enjoyed an impressive start to his tenure with Aston Martin in 2023 and, while the team have struggled to maintain those results, the Spaniard has reaffirmed his belief in the project by signing a deal that will keep him at the squad until at least the end of 2026.

Lance Stroll – who has been incumbent on the line-up since joining in their Racing Point guise back in 2019 – has also been confirmed at the team for 2025 alongside Alonso, giving the team helpful continuity.

READ MORE: ‘It’s probably my last contract’ – Alonso reflects on new Aston Martin deal as he predicts ‘things are in place’ to become a ‘powerful team’

Alpine Esteban Ocon – #31 Pierre Gasly – #10

Esteban Ocon was set to leave following a five-year stint with the squad but with the volatile driver's market, Ocon signed a deal that will keep him with Alpine until at least the end of 2026.

Team mate Pierre Gasly has been re-signed to the squad on a multi-year extension. He will be joined by reserve driver Jack Doohan, who won out over other candidates to step up to F1 in 2025 - and where his development will be overseen by new Team Principle Oliver Oakes.

Haas Kevin Magnussen – #20 Nico Hulkenberg – #27

After returning to the F1 grid with Haas in 2023, Nico Hulkenberg has signed a contract extension that will see him remain with the squad until the end of 2028. It was also confirmed in July that with Kevin Magnussen's contract expiring at the close of 2024, he may be departing at the end of the current campaign, but he too signed an extension that will see him with Haas until the end of 2028.

Kick Sauber Zhou Guanyu – #24 Valtteri Bottas – #77

Zhou Guanyu and Valtteri Bottas' contracts see them with the squad until the end of the 2025, after which they will both be set to depart.

Following the San Paulo Grand Prix weekend the team confirmed that rookie Gabriel Bortoleto would be joining as the reserve driver, with the potential to move up to a full-time position in 2026.

READ MORE: Kick Sauber confirm rookie Bortoleto as reserve driver for 2025

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note! credits to @zyafics for her layout, it was such a good idea to repeat the summary at the top for each chapter and to place the taglist and author's note at the end, ily and thank u for letting me use it. sorry for getting a little lazy with the article towards the end... i didn't want to miss anyone out for new readers that aren't familiar with f1 and how many teams there are, etc but equally i couldn't come up with anything new to say

[scribefindegil]

I want you to know that your use of the word "curse" (to describe a circumstance that makes one's life difficult but that also might seem made-up to some—including, at times, oneself) is so cool and objectively correct, and it has made such a positive impact on my life. I really struggle to categorize my problems as Disability because my Bad Brain Disease (an ot3 of mental illness, chronic migraines, and attention disorders) is invisible and inconsistent; the line between "I can't" and "I won't" is uncertain even to me! However, the fact remains that I often have a hard time doing things other people find easy, for reasons I can't always explain. Sometimes, it might take me 20 years to finish a task, and people may start to wonder if I really want to get back to Ithaca at all, but I do!! The freaking ocean just hates me!!!

The ocean just hates you!!!!

Yeah, the 'curse' framework was especially helpful to me in the days before I had a diagnosis or doctors who would take me seriously and was just like "well clearly SOMETHING is wrong with me but all the tests are normal so. Curse." Disability can be a very fraught concept; it's really easy to get caught up in thought spirals about whether you're 'allowed' to use the word or identify that way (or if you even want to), and also people can be So Weird about it, and it's helped me a lot to have a framework that's just. Separate from that. Maybe it's kind of silly, but it doesn't have any of the baggage that more specific/medical terms do. Also maybe I want to feel like a cool fantasy character!

Glad it's been helpful to you also 💜 So many curses in the world, but we do our best to weather them.

[undertale-fic-librarby]

Any fics about passive nightmare sans? It doesn’t matter if it’s pre-incident, a fic about his slow descent into madness and corruption or an au where he actually uncorrupts. Preferably nothing explicit, but I don’t mind heavy angst/dead dove at all.

Howdy, thanks for asking! Here are some fics that might fit what you're looking for!

I Bite at The Hand That Feeds Me by Scared_of_styrofoam (Teen And Up, Complete)

Nightmare is taken in and nursed back to health by The Star Sanses themselves, without them knowing it's him. Having lost his goopyness and… most of his powers actually, he has to pretend to be friendly in order to make his way back to his Gang alive. Going by the false name Lunar he finds out many things about The Stars he never knew before, some good and some very bad.

To live again by I_was_never_there (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

The Star sanses won and the multiverse is now at peace. But what happened to the terrifying king of negativity? Well let's say he's not a terrifying king of negativity anymore. He's now rather a very shy, confused and traumatized skeleton. Basically Nightmare healing from his corruption. (My writing isn't great, so just be aware that this is probably trash. Also english is not my first language, so I am sorry for any grammar mistakes.)

A scaly situation by Ehawee (Mature, Complete)

Everything was fine in Nightmare's life, sure the village hated him but it was nothing really bad. He could take it for the happiness of his twin. Everything was great until the villagers decided to sell him and his brother to a merchant of another part of the country. The small skeleton get separated from his brother before being bought by a pack of dragons. Just what do they want to do with him? Will he resist to those scary yet beautful dragons? Will he manage to find Dream? Guess only time will tell…

Giving You What I Never Had by ghost_clippy (Not Rated, Incomplete)

“At the very least, I will remain…respectful…towards you.” His lingering suspicions and pride warred against these words, but ultimately failed. He instead crossed his fingers where Styx would not see them. “Because you saved my life.” “Good. Now, your name is…” “My name is…” Nightmare started. The goop-covered skeleton made a gesture for him to continue, and he realized that he was to finish with his own name. “Nightmare,” he murmured, trying not to sound too defeated. “My name is Nightmare.” “Lovely name,” King commented. “But from here on out, you will no longer be the same person you once were. ‘Nightmare’ was someone who had naught to defend himself, neither tools nor allies. What is your name?” Nightmare answers a call of immense despair and finds his younger self, uncorrupted and with no place to go.

If Only When We Met We Knew You by CrispiestTendie (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

Nightmare (passive) Guardian of Negativity would say he was a patient skeleton. He did his best to extend kindness and uphold the golden rule. That being said he kept soft but ready and rickrolling people in his brain was pretty rude. In this moment he was just trying to have a sweet moment at last with his brother after so long of them being apart. Also whether or not he would admit it he wished to slightly mourn the strawberries he knew he wasn’t getting. BUT INSTEAD he, Nightmare (passive) Guardian of Negativity was brought to sit criss cross applesauce across from his brother and four other skeletons who he didn’t know. (AKA, Dream, Cross and the Bad Sanses are given the opportunity to enter Nightmare’s subconscious in a last ditch effort for Dream to save his brother but of course nothing is that easy and what do you do when you’re in the mindscape of a silly little guy trapped under corruption?)

[naomi-nusrat-receipts]

🔺🔺🔺PSA 🔺🔺🔺

Nusrat Naomi / toorumlk / rnbseokjin / rnbafthours is a bully and a TERF

If you're going to be so blatantly nasty in public, then have a taste of that same energy.

I blocked this person on twitter previously because of an ao3 memo pad controversy where she made fun of another artist's merchandise and elicited a hate mob towards their small business. She only took the post down after pushback from her audience calling her out. She issued a long non-apology where she took no responsibility and doubled down that she had the right to make fun of and critique this artist.

I recently came across her on my tiktok FYP soliciting commissions and felt compelled to give unsuspecting folks the option to be well-informed before deciding to support this artist.

🔺Her TERF Friends

Nusrat proudly proclaims to be an LGBT ally since she was a literal child. She even had Transphobes DNI in her bio. So why is it that her best friends are self-proclaimed RadFem TERFS? Nusrat's best friends come up a lot in her online activity, they are: Ro and Isa.

Despite claiming to be liberals they use alt-right tactics to engage and make fun of LGBT users. Many of these attacks are unprompted and unsolicited, they spend their days looking for accounts to belittle. Nusrat never berates them and goes along with it. She likes their posts ridiculing people with pronouns in their bio, denying trans people are real on the basis of chromosomes, calling other women stupid for not thinking exactly as they do.

🔺Dramione Hate

Nusrat likes Romione and as a result uses most of her free time to make fun of Dramione shippers. She even goes as far as to wish them physical harm and death. Mind you, this is all over fictional characters!

Nusrat believes she's above it all when it comes to her rights to freedom of speech. Despite Nusrat hating when people repost her art, she feels entitled to make fun of Dramione fanart on her public account(art blurred for the artist's privacy).

Nusrat claims she gets a pass to say whatever she wants though. These fanworks and fanfic are popular, which means they don't have the same rights or feelings she has. When more Dramione fans pushed back against this she and her friends accuse them of being jealous, rape apologists, and nonces.

🔺16yo Drarry Fan Artist Incident

Nusrat doesn't hate just Dramione shippers, she hates Drarry shippers too! Imagine being a teenager drawing silly fanart of your favorite character but 3 RadFem adults roll up to belittle and call you r*tarded. Nusrat joins in on the fun with her best friends and entertains the idea of drawing pregnant Ron to get back at the Stupid Shippers.

Nusrat is a champion for women and hates people stereotyping them. That's why she likes Harry and Ginny. She admits herself they aren't a good fit, but Ginny can a provide a family for Harry. Reducing a female character down to a vehicle for a male character's happiness - because that's so much better.

🔺LGBT Allyship

She really dislikes it when you call her out on her hypocrisies. She can't be a TERF or a transphobe! She goes to ART SCHOOL and has TRANS FRIENDS! It's lichrally impossible you guys! She’s more upset about someone stating TERFs aren’t women than when her friends belittle and make fun of trans people.

Many people have pointed out to Nusrat that she can't claim to be an LGBT ally while befriending TERFS. She has since removed the "transphobes dni" from her bio and publiclly unfollowed those friends.

But that's all performative, she still interacts with them daily: publicly and in private accounts. They even swap their reading progress on goodreads!

It's one thing to have friends with different beliefs, it's an entirely different thing for you to laugh along with your friends when they're harassing people. By remaining silent and allowing her friends to continue as they are, she is complicit.

Am I calling for people to cancel her? Absolutely not.

TL;DR

Naomi Nusrat is a TERF. Nusrat exhibits a pattern of deceitful behavior that reveals she’s more willing to hide her TERF affiliations to the public in order to remain in LGBT spaces. She wants to have her cake and eat it too. She can continue having her beliefs, just as I believe people have the right to be informed before they decide to support her work.

[whentherewerebicycles]

my baby is eight months old and every month of his wonderful little life has been better and more joyful than the last (which is saying something, because every month has been so good). he is still very Baby but he is also suddenly blossoming into a little kid before my eyes and it’s so much to handle 😭 he has always been an expressive talker but these days he has the most delightfully animated little conversations with himself, full of complex baby feelings like surprise and delight and shock and glee and of course spluttering indignation (you would not BELIEVE the wrongs done to angelic little babies these days! they have to take naps in their CRIBS!!). he laughs and gasps and hoots and fake coughs, and then he looks at you with a sly little expression to see if you think he’s funny. he is silliest with me by far (he still gets a bit shy and reserved around new people) but he also absolutely adores Liz & A and his nanny and breaks into the most bashful gummy little grin as soon as they walk into a room. he is still bald as an egg but NOT FOR LONG, as he wakes up every morning with more dark fuzz on his big round noggin. this month he learned to sit up and now he wants to be sitting up playing with his toys all the time (he is over the moon to have discovered a mother-approved alternative to accursed tummy time). he has developed strong preferences for certain toys along with the motor skills to select the objects he wants, and he is quite discerning—last week’s toys are so last week and he gets an impatient expression on his face if you try to entice him with formerly beloved objects that are just like sooooo over, mom, pleaseee don’t embarrass him in front of his friends (the dogs). speaking of the dogs it is his most cherished desire to pat them but they give him a wide berth except for the occasional facewash sneak attack. he spends a lot of time bouncing up and down in his seat reaching longingly for them while they ignore him completely. he has the chonkiest most solid little baby feet you have ever seen in your life and little fat bow legs that curve down to his chonky little feet and perfect fat little baby hands that he loves to slam repeatedly against his tray or his mat or your face. he has one little razor-sharp sliver of a front bottom tooth and I genuinely CANNOT handle it, it is just too much, he gives you his square little gummy smile and then you see the TOOTH and you’re like that’s it, I’m dead, this killed me. he had perfectly shaped little orecchiette ears when he was born and I am delighted to report that they remain absolutely perfect and when you nibble on them he acts like you’re tickling him and does his little turtle-in-a-shell teeheehee reaction. I would say that his basic temperament is the same but perhaps tends more towards a happiness default than the reserved watchfulness of previous months. he is still quite watchful—in all the daycare videos I get he is sitting with the big kids observing them play with a totally focused expression—but he is also delightfully silly and laughs a lot, especially at home. if he’s not hungry and has napped reasonably well, he is easygoing, adaptable, and game for pretty much whatever. he is such a good sleeper I can’t tell anyone in my offline life about it except liz whose baby is also a unicorn sleeper… but honestly I think that’s probably the root of his default good mood (if I slept 12 hours a night I’d also be the best possible version of myself). let’s see what else… idk this month has just been so fun. he’s just a little person now and I genuinely enjoy hanging out with him. I just think he rocks.

his favorite toy in this exact moment: his stacking cups, especially when you put a plastic ball inside of them for him to tip out onto the floor. his most beloved object: his squishmallow, of course, which sends him into transports of delight when he sees it. his favorite food: with the exception of arugula this child has never met a food he didn’t like. he LIVES to EAT. words his daycare teacher most frequently uses to describe him: “Owen is SOOOO hungry!!!” other favorite activities this month: kicking in the bath or in the pool, watching trees go by on car rides, slamming his hands as hard as he can against his high chair tray, watching the dogs wrestle, being swung slowly back and forth like the pendulum in a giant clock, gazing at his beautiful reflection in the mirror, kissing his beautiful reflection in the mirror, having mom make his squish swoop down from high above to CHOMP him, chewing on the edges of plastic bins, and scritch-scratching the rock wall outside of our house. he’s perfect. my beloved little kiddo.

[imthejunkietohisjava]

🦌 CAN YOU HEAR ME ACHILLES?

🐕 I’M TALKING TO YOU…

Pairing: Hannibal Lecter x Will Graham

Characters: Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham

Synopsis: What if before they ever fell- they had their first (and last) kiss? Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham are so in love, it’s a Greek Tragedy.

Tags: Major Character Death, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Cliff Falling/Cliff Hanger, Lyrics, ETC.

Warnings: Death, Violence/Blood Mention, ETC.

Word Count: 656 Words

Author Notes: Yet another new fandom for me to hyperfixate over. Slowly but surely learning how to write Hannibal so expect some more pieces to follow this one. I adore their relationship and I’m obsessed with how everything is played out.

Every muscle ached painfully, practically begging for some sort of relief. Pleading for him to surrender to the exhaustion that wrecked through him. It took everything in Lecter to keep himself stood straight, a quiet but sharp inhale escaping him. For him that relaxation would certainly never come. He ignored his pains, eyes glancing to meet Will’s. Will looked almost as pitiful if not more so, his hand raised as he watched the blood ooze off him. It looked black in the moonlight, just as Hannibal had told him forever ago. It seemed almost silly to think of such a thing now. They stood disheveled, soaked in crimson but not regret. For the Red Dragon was slain. This was the end. Their end. The final chapter.

Each breath like a burning iron pressed to young lungs, sharp inhales and gasps were shared between them. It was intimate. Will crowded Hannibal’s space as he was pulled close, hovering over his shoulder for some semblance of comfort. Their hands lingered, threaded together before letting go. Only temporarily. The arms of the Cannibal fully embraced Will as they conversed. Tucked against his middle to keep him steady. Not daring yet to bring him much closer. They were dancing on the edge of life and death, angry waves crashing just below. It was the end for them, and they knew it.

“See? This is all I ever wanted for you, Will.” There was a long pause, his usually thick and beautiful accent muddied by the blood pouring from his wounds. It stained his lips and chin, not in a dignified manner. Though it hardly mattered. Will thought he looked beautiful even now. Disheveled. Vulnerable. Raw. This was Hannibal Lecter at his lowest and truest. It was its own masterpiece.

“For both of us.” He finished, taking a deep breath to force the words out. Every word spoken took a great deal of effort, but it would be worth it.

Will forced himself to stand a little straighter, labored breaths coming out in short pants. He was lightheaded and truthfully incredibly nauseous, but a breathless laugh escaped him. Funny how this is where they ended up.

‘It’s beautiful.’ He meant it sincerely. It was beautiful in its own way.

Their gazes lingered before Will closed the gap between them, his free hand grasping Hannibal’s shoulder before sliding upward. Though messy, they kissed with as much fever and passion as any other. Their love true and unconditional.

Hannibal noticed the subtle shift in Will’s weight as they kissed, the way he suddenly leaned forward with the remaining energy he had. Will’s arm was braced over Hannibal’s shoulder, palm splayed open against his back. They were going down together. He did not resist, leaning backward to shoulder as much of the impact as he could. His arm raised to hug around the man’s back, they would remain close. For even in their final moments, Hannibal Lecter would not let Will Graham experience more pain than what was necessary. It was burden he would rather carry. No other words needed to be spoken, no other action necessary than this. Everything had been spoken true in that kiss. All final thoughts. Their last goodbyes. All lingering ‘I Love You’s. Everything made clear as they plunged into the icy depths below. The waves lapping at their bodies greedily as they hit the surface of the water so suddenly. They would die together like a Greek Tragedy, for they were like Achilles and Patroclus.

You want the acclaim, the mother of mothers. More poignant than fame or the taste of another. Be real and just jump, you dense motherfucker. You will not be more than a rat in the gutter. You want my opinion, my opinion you’ve got. You asked for my counsel, I gave you my thoughts. Be done with this now, and jump off the roof. Can you hear me, Achilles? I’m talking to you…

[11queensupreme11]

Hello! I loved yesterday's episode! It was perfect. I love watching Perssasy in action. It was so fun to see the Yans despairing over Percy's actions, it was a very funny moment. AAAAAAH— I'm still looking forward to the Arsenic Blues reaction story. How would the Yans, humans, or everyone in general react to Percy's intrusive thoughts about suicide? Or when dyslexia and its ADHD become present? I feel like the gods and humans won't see it as relevant until Percy gets into a lot of situations because of it. Or about Percy's actions not generally considered feminine.

oooooh i'll answer this one by one

How would the Yans, humans, or everyone in general react to Percy's intrusive thoughts about suicide?

very very very VERY worried. percy is very self-deprecating throughout the books and sometimes slips into more concerning territory where he talks about hiding away in isolation out of shame for failing to save someone/people or claiming he deserves to die for the same reason.

i wouldn't say she has a hero complex cuz that's defined as "psychological tendency to want to be the hero in any situation" and she has expressed many many times how much she wants to have a peaceful and normal life (canon too btw) and just wants to go to college. she's just the unfortunate "chosen one" 💀

(also, those with hero complexes sometimes PURPOSELY create dangerous situations so they could "play hero" and percy would NEVER do that in my fic or in canon)

so yeah, no hero complex, she's just very heroic in nature. SO very heroic that whenever she experiences failure, she literally shuts down. that's absolutely not normal and everyone will pick up on that immediately. they'd most likely pick up that the insurmountable pressure that she's been in since age fucking 12, the fact that almost every damn year the fate of the world is ALWAYS on her shoulders (and there was the one time that it literally was thx atlas 💀), the trauma of being a demigod in general, the brewing war, etc etc. is what's exacerbating her depression and suicidal tendencies

they're first immediate thought, that gods and humans would agree on is: no more hero/demigod life, HOWEVER......

humans (and some gods) would be able to tell that all she wants is a normal life like humans do. she wants to be able to live her life without being hunted down, without gods constantly interfering in her life, without seeing her friends die, without the quests.... she just wants to go to school, hang out with her friends and be a NORMAL GIRL.

the gods however.... 💀💀💀💀💀 in their eyes, they MUST save her by locking her up in a gilded cage. she doesn't want to fight anymore? perfect! she can remain in the palace where all she has to worry about is being a good wife and mother! school? friends? silly girl wants to be with humans haha! and what's this about a normal life? in their eyes, this IS a normal life. they'll MAKE IT a normal life for her.

Or when dyslexia and its ADHD become present?

the humans won't care! disorders are a normal part of humanity. some of the more ancient ones might not know wtf they are, but other than that, they'll have pretty normal reactions.

the gods however........ those are HUMAN defects. but to them, once percy ascends, she'll be rid of all those defects and be a happy lil goddess 🥰

Or about Percy's actions not generally considered feminine

obviously, the more ancient humans will be a bit miffed when they find out that percy and other female demigods are fighting. but they won't make a fuss since they know that for every (greek) demigod it's "survival of the fittest" for them.

the gods (mainly the yans tbh) would be more irritated that percy's forced to fight. she's a princess, why are they making HER do everything 😒

[sageandred]

XO, Kitty Season 2-

yes, i watched this silly, loveable show and now I'm jotting down Things I appreciated:

- Q's gasp when Kitty said she was rooming with Yuri & Juliana just about made me laugh

- repetition of Q staying out of Kitty's meddler drama/plotting but remaining supportive anyway (yay for healthy boundaries)

- Kitty not hiding her bisexuality and basically telling everyone without a push (+ coming out to Yuri immediately at the start of semester)

- Similarly, her utter excitement and cute "oversharing" with Praveena about how she does date girls...uh wants to!!! ... would love to go w/her

- teen queer club with the students

- Kitty's convo w/Q, where he shares the sentiment on grief making you forget someone's flaws and her joyful response that her mom finally feels like a real person

- Kitty's diversion faint on the court (i obv love the TATBILB callback but i love her hyper-awkward spirit as she tries to be a good friend & idk why)

- Dae was kinda funny this season (word vomiting on his situation with Kitty and Yuri; awkwardly knocking the drink out of Eunice's hand; I lol'd when he imitated Min Ho as Jin was meant to be apologizing)

- Dae & Kitty's friendship (I love when exes can be genuine friends and it's mostly not awkward/no will-they-won't they hints

- Dae and Eunice (I LOVE HER TOO)

- the 1 appearance of Dae's little sister

- Dae's "Seven" performance (majorly leaned into the Kpop choreography)

-Min Ho: "He's too busy hanging out with his fAvORiTe Son" I'm using this word choice from a tt: "that delivery was a choice and it was the correct one" it so was!

- Min Ho & Dae (their friendship chemistry was everything this season)

- Min Ho and Kitty had a lot of cute moments; the parallels!

- Their first scene in episode 1 when they talked about the plane rejection

- THE RAIN!!!

- Kitty living up to her TATB character ready to fight: "I will drop-kick that bitch faster than she can say, Have a blessed day."

- seeing Kitty watch her mom's time capsule (bittersweet seeing her mom's hope for the future)

- the outfits (s/o Yuri)

- Yuri's speech on family in Ep. 1 at the dinner she organized (it's also nice when they're all together)

- Yuri/Kitty's kiss & Min Ho walking in at the end of the episode (I just had to laugh at the reminder that they're real-life siblings)

- Yuri immediately mentioning to Dae when she said she wouldn't after his dad fell asleep at the wheel

- Alex and Yuri (I wish we got more)

- PETER

- Kitty's halmoni's sister (+ their reunion)

- MARGOT

[kometqh]

Ill be there reading those WIPs the second I see them 🤞

The Cowboy Rex one is definitely more of a Rex cosplaying a cowboy (it makes sense within the story I promise) and its cute and silly but also emotional since I’m a sucker for angst 💪 a little snippet from the intro gives a small idea of the general plot;

Golden grains of sand brushed past the group in a chorus, whistling under the amber glow of the setting sun. It'd been hours at that point, hours since the squadron had been dispatched on their mission and they were already running low on water rations and energy.

Clone troopers were specifically designed to be able to withstand all sorts of environments and situations, yet even they felt exhaustion after a continuous trudge through the dusty, ruby sandstone canyons. That paired with the constant threat of starved creatures ten times the size of their group lurking about, it was surely enough to keep anyone on a fine line between mind-numbing exhaustion and crippling fear.

Looking up, Rex sighed quietly as he listened to the quiet complaints and grumbles of his men. His feet were aching from a full day of travel, and his throat had been parched for what seemed like millenniums after he'd given Jesse the last remains of his water. The constant scorching heat had also been, unsurprisingly, anything but helpful.

Jedi General nowhere to be seen, Rex urged his men to continue their miserable shuffling pace, until she'd return to them. Until she'd relay information, or let them rest, or reassure them. Until then, he had to maintain composure, never let his men down.

Aaand the wolffe x medic reader is a little ficlet I made during writing block but to put it simply reader is a medic that joined the GAR because she wanted an ‚easier access’ to travel the galaxy but meets wolffe and actually changes her perspective on the clones and how they are key to the war efforts c:

WIP list

thanks for the tag @jetii <3

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips or close enough, idk, I'm not a cop

these are from my celebration :)

music to watch boys to/ride or die — fox x jedi!reader

you are the best thing — hunter x reader

on your side — wolffe x jedi!reader

you’re gonna make me lonesome when you go — wrecker x jedi!reader

battle of the larynx — wolffe x reader

no ordinary love — rex x reader

writer in the dark — rex x jedi!reader

would you fall in love with me again? — wolffe x jedi!reader

loml — cody x jedi!reader

other stuff I’ve got on the back burner

forging connection — ahsoka x f!reader part 2 (& 3)

fixer & reader at the club lol

shadows of kamino ch. 6 ‘stuck’, incl. OCs Nyx (x Tech), Tiyunne (x Crosshair), Minra (x Hunter)

fives calls you a liar?

yeah these really range in how complete they are lol, a lot are very much just word vomit atm, but I’ll do my best to give you something for whatever you ask :)

tagging: @kometqh @mae-lou-ron @tanobatcher & anyone else who’s up for it <3

[lurking-loaf]

It's essential to teach them color theory when they're young so they understand how to mix colors. How else will you get art that's good enough for the fridge?

Day 6 of DCA Promptober - hues plus bonus animation of Sun imitating the Mac's wait cursor aka the Spinning Beach Ball of Doom

[tadc-survival-isles]

I need to keep Survival Isles on this blog but I keep forgetting because they are so silly--

Anyway the recent posts about the Wet Cat Trio™ on my main reminded me I had this stupid idea yesterday that I wanted to draw.

( Cryptid Jax belongs to @sunifixation and Remains Jax belongs to @rorydrawsandwrites )

The thing I'm referencing:

[bradshawed]

NEWTON'S LAWS, CHAPTER 1

main & series masterlist !

introducing... the lion and his lioness prey pairing: f1!raphael cameron & reporter!reader

An apple fell from a tree and well... you know the rest. Much like Newton's apple, you fell right in his path, the lion's path, and he deemed you his prey. Silly boy. That was his first mistake.

A tale as old as time, Newton & his gravity, faceclaim: HoYeon Jung & various pinterest girls

warnings! fem!reader, use of y/n, d*nica patrick, f1 inaccuracies, references to d*nica as the wicked witch

prologue, chapter 1...

Danica Patrick to leave Sky Sports after 4 years of service as an F1 pundit

Danica Patrick has announced she is leaving Sky Sports this summer following controversy surrounding her comments on Red Bull driver Cleo Anderson; Patrick later added "There's an old saying that you always have to know the best time to leave even the greatest party"; echoing Geoff Shreeves' announcement when he left Sky Sports. Sky thanks her for her service and wishes her the very best for the future

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camille hail to dorothy! the wicked witch is dead! liked by jensonbutton and nicorosberg

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note! credits to zya for her layout xx apologies that this chapter is a bit short, i wanted to set the stage for ur entrance to f1 featuring a mini cameo from my wife, ily and thank u for giving me permission to do this. could not resist having jense and nico liking your post and cami's comment hehe.

[realtapiocafan]

justin jefferson/ja'marr chase - in another universe we're still best friends

the two best wide receivers, in college and in the nfl

💛💜

Carissa Potter // Cocaine Jesus, Rainbow Kitten Surprise // I thought id know you forever.., Olivia Ruby // Old Friends, Ben Rector // Breathe, Taylor Swift // The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire, Ritika Jyala // How to Lose a Friend, Wafia // I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends, Trista Mateer // The Frost, Mitski // The Underrated Heartache, Rupi Kaur // Send My Love (To Your New Lover), Adele // Wrong Side of a Fistfight, Ashe Vernon // White Ferrari, Frank Ocean // Sue Zhao // Poem, Langston Hughes // Welcome to Castle Irwell, Crywank // The Light That Shines When Things End, Iain S Thomas // The Kids Aren’t Alright, Fall Out Boy 

Who will do ‘The Griddy’ first on Sunday?

Justin Jefferson hungry to overcome family’s LSU demons

LSU's dynamic wide receiver group key to newly potent attack

How The Griddy swept over the NFL, and beyond