#okay but how funny would it be if I changed his name to Daniel

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I'm so sorry I didn't get to finish but as Dan's Teekl is a Phoenix snake and he takes after Vlad since of dressing

When something big is going on the magical world and they need King Phantom's help he decides to bring along his children this is how the Justice League finds out just like Robin is a past dumb title so is Klarion all the Justice League deal with a bunch of hyper up chaotic children who have been antiheroes let's find out

I wanted this to be just like a we are robbing thing except with Clarion all of them showing off the fact that Teekl have never been a cat would be so funny to me

Anywho I haven't been able to come up with anymore ideas for Dan is Klarion but I did come out with this one hope you find it funny sorry that I messed up on the first part of the writing

Okay... so version one got deleted, per my rant post notices... so here is version two hopes to that it will still be as good... also... i didn't remember how I ended this the first time soooooo yea... sorry again for having messed up in between...

[Link to the first part of the Ask here!]

I hope this will still be as enjoyable....

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Vlad didn't regret a lot of things but he regretted having told Bruce Wayne that he had a way of summoning the Ghost King. Why you ask? Because Bruce Wayne apparently leaked that information to the Justice League.

Well originally Vlad had told Bruce only about this because he was after the deal he had wanted for years with Wayne Enterprise. That man had been able to avoid Vlad for years now, and during his years when he hadn't been a redeemed man it had infuriated him.

But he was a redeemed man now. He had reformed his entire Company and since Wayne Enterprise was contracted with the Justice League, he had felt it was appropriate to boost that his Company had valuable connections too.

He also just wanted to rub it into Brucie Waynes face that he wasn't the only one with big name Hero / other worldly connections department. Okay it might have been a bit of an ego thing left. But he was a redeemed man.

And because he was a redeemed man he had not used his ghost powers to throw Batman out of the window the hero had used to barge into his hotel room at 3 -goddamn- AM only to demand the method on how to summon the ghost king.

No sir, Vlad was a redeemed man, he was nice now, a good guy.

He only grumbled and demanded the reason, which apparently was a demonic thread to the magical world that indirectly could wipe out the entire world itself. Great, little badger will not be amused hearing about that.

Daniel would be cross with him for using the summoning stone in the middle of the night but Batman was giving him a valid reason to use it. Surely Daniel would understand right? Plus Vlad could use that as change to see the little badger again. It had been a while since he last saw him.

Well Vlad regretted agreeing with Batman with the condition that he would be the one to do the summoning. That man in a bat suit did not hesitate to drag Vlad with him then bringing him, blindfolded mind you, to a place where he then was faced with several heroes, including but not limited to the Justice league.

Just great.

At least Vlad got to inform Danial about the situation and the reason for his summon as Ghost King via summoning stone, even if that blond British man had scoffed when he saw Vlad pulling it out, about the situation and what the little badger could expect the moment he stepped out of a portal.

What Vlad did not expect were several RED portals opening and similarly dressed young adults as well as one teen stepping out of them.

"Sup old man! Mom told us you called him about some world ending problem!" Dan greeted him in his Klarion get up, perfectly styled hair and his ghost pet, a phoenix snake, Snape (yes Dan named his pet after a mage from a wizard movie series) on his shoulders. Vlad could feel the distinctive illusion magic around the pet and he was pretty sure everyone without ghost powers were not able to see through it.

"KLARION?!" One of the present heroes yelled.

And of course all of the kids had to answer in reflect turning to where the voice came from at the same time.

"Yea"

There was a brief moment of silence in which Vlad face palmed.

"Ah sorry, that was on reflex. Old habits die hard!" Ellie laughed, she had grown into a young woman and was currently wearing what looked like a black suit crossed with a 90s style witch dress.

"I am the current Klarion, lose that fucking habit already." Dan grumbled annoyed as he crossed his arms glaring at every sibling that had answered to his alias.

"I am telling mom you cussed." Ellie instead grinned instead, before she looked around for a moment before her eyes landed on Nightwing, her face instantly lighting up. "ROBIN! I mean Nightwing! I haven't seen you in ages!"

"Do I know you?" Vlad could feel sorry for the hero, but these where the phantom kids, so he wasn't in the slightest and he was still cross with he heroes for waking him up at 3AM!

"I am hurt! Don't you recognise me!" Ellie gasped and Dan unashamedly elbowed her for acting so familiar.

"Misrule." He warned her. Ellies current Anti-Hero -Chaos Agent- Alias Vlad remembered. A name she specifically chose because it sounded like Miss Rule and she knew that the word play would annoy Nabu. That girl had some serious beef with the Ancient of Order.

"Oh shush little brother! Let me reconnect with the kids I used to mess with!" She shushed Dan ruffling his hair and nearly messing up his horned hairstyle, before turning back to Nightwing. "Don't you remember my lovely Armadillos? Though I only know you were the Robin I first meet because I looked into Grandpa Clock's time mirrors..."

There was a brief moment of silence on the other side where the heroes stood and Vlad swore he could have heard a pin needle drop.

"Oh god..." One of them finally spoke up as apparently some kind of realisation sunk into the heroes. But before Ellie could add anything more the one Vlad recognised as Red Robin cut in.

"Klarion is like Robin!"

"RR what are you...?"

"The title of Klarion got passed down like Robin!"

There was another brief moment of silence before Dan, Ellie and the rest of their siblings burst out laughing.

"It took you idiots this long to see that?!" Dan called them out, laughing as he hugged Snape.

Vlad would probably feel sorry for the entirety of the heroes before him if he wasn't amused by this himself, even he had seen the differences whenever 'Klarion' got passed on.

"For your information, I was the first Klarion, so i could mess with Nabu." Ellie grinned. "I was also the one that used a bit to much eyeliner."

"I never got the the horned hairstyle right."

"I was the one with a fancy black suit."

One by one the phantom kids listed of all the differences in their versions of Klarion until they all looked towards the youngest Dan, the current Klarion.

"What?" He grumbled as his elder siblings grinned at him.

"Fucking fine. I use a suit similar to the old man's style and I like to do more than just mess with Nabitch." He muttered after enduring his siblings stares for.

"And you cuss." Ellie grinned brightly causing the rest of the siblings to to chuckle.

Vlad recognised the look in Dan's eyes and before the kids could break out into an argument or a brawl, depending how violent Dan was feeling, he coughed loudly to get noticed by everyone.

"World threatening situation." He reminded everyone. "Where is your mother? The Ghost King?"

"Oh Mom is already dealing with the situation." Dan shrugged. "We more or less came to watch and see the heroes suck and fail at 'Order' to rub it into Nabitch's face."

Vlad really wanted to scowl the kids and he was going to but then the heroes cut in again.

"Can we get back to the thing about Klarion being a title passed down like Robin? With how many different Klarions did we have to deal with over the years!?"

"Red Robin not the right time..."

"Yes the right time! So many comments from Klarion make sense now! Like the first time he went right up into my face!"

"Red Robin!"

"Oh that was still me! The first Klarion!"

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autograph session - Lando Norris

summary; Lando Norris x reader

How can Lando change the situation from enemies to lovers?

warning(s); bad language, angst, fluff, maybe grammar errors

author's note; I NEED MORE LANDO REQUESTS PLEASE I'M BEGGING :(

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"I would never date someone like her"

This is what Lando said to Daniel Ricciardo after you were gone. You waited a whole day to get a photo with Lando Norris, talking a friendly conversation at an autograph session and when you walked away, you heard this.

Sure you're just a fangirl. But it hurts. You're not a model, you're not as tall as Lando himself but you're smart and nice.

It's like the world hates you months later - Lando Norris is sitting in the restaurant with his team where you work as a waiter. You need to pay bills, it's definitely not your dreamjob. He's definitely not your dream guest.

"I'm not going to this table!", you swear to your coworker. She's looking amused, she's the only one knowing why you hate Lando Norris.

"He'll not recognize you!", she supports you, laughing at the end of saying.

It's hilarious how you stand in front of her, acting like a child.

"Show him you're better than him", she pushes your body forward to Lando's table.

The team hears your foot steps and the attention is on you.

"What can I bring you to drink?", you twist your legs, trying to stay humble. You want to smash the menu card after lando's smirk. Reminding yourself, you really need the money.

They order their drinks and food, you're staying in the shadow without saying much words. Usually you're joking around, having a good time with all guests but you're not feeling well.

"Do you want to pay with the credit card?", you ask Lando without friendly manners. "I'll pay cash, thanks", he shows you his million-dollar-smile. Too bad it bounces off like a tennis ball.

"Thank you, Sir", you nod in the round, ready to leave, Lando holing your wrist, "this one is for you". You can feel cash between your hands, pushing the money like a reflex back to him, "fuck you, Lando Norris!". Your voice is hissing in his direction.

His eyes are getting big, his team is laughing but you couldn't care less, waking back to the cabin, ready to leave your last shift of the week. "What happened?", your coworker comes around, completely in anger what you did. "He can throw his cash in his ass, Mr. I would never date her!", you're frustrated. In this moment someone knocks on your door, "hello?", both of your heads spinning around. "it's only for waiters!", you warn this person. "I don't see if you're naked, I swear!", Lando Norris standing there and holding his hands on his face to cover everything. "what do you want?!", straight eyes caught him. Your coworker pushes you again, "Sir".

Lando rolls his eyes, his rolex is glimmering on his wrist. "what's your name?", he asks you. "doesn't matter", you don't want to interact with him.

"Did I upset you or why are you hating me this much?", he asks again, trying to make this situation a little bit funny.

You don't want to laugh with him, you want to sleep after a ten hours shift.

"Because you play with fangirls feelings!", you scream in his face. He touches his hair, totally chill.

"How can I change your mind, that I'm sorry?", he bites on his lips. He looks so good, you want to kiss and kill him at the same time.

"Leave the restaurant, thanks", you tell him your mind, you get hitting on your shoulder again. You huff, rolling your eyes, "everything is okay", you fake a smile. He says bye and leaves the restaurant.

You're thinking about this situation, even days later back at work. Yes, you had your reasons to be like this but he treated you not like grass unser his feet.

"One guest is asking for you", your coworker searched you in the crowd. "We're not a private restaurant so this guest has to wait!", you bite on your tongue not to say more you'll regret later, "bet you want to know who he is", she grins like a devil. "fine!", shrugging the shoulders and walking to table 10.

"Are you kidding me?", you're pissed to see this face again. Lando Norris in a smoking.

"Hi, nice to meet you!", Lando smiles kinda worried, his eyes are blurried.

"Wish I could say the same but here we are. We're not the only restaurant in this area", you spew fire. He plays with his crossed fingers, his head is down. "what did I do?", he breaths in. "What do you want to drink?", you have to do your job. Nothing more. "I'd like to order food. Just food", he sounds disappointed.

But you have to pretend you couldn't care less.

After he ate his dinner, paying and saying thank you - he left. He didn't left like joking, he stayed quiet.

"You broke his heart, girl", your boss comes around after the shift is over. "Whose?", "Mr. Norris".

This conversation hunts you, still on the streets on the way home.

Lando Norris would never ever go to a restaurant without having a plan. Or at least a reason. Your fan merchandise is hidden in your wardrobe, you didn't wore these things for two years like its a plague.

Next work shift you're tired. You could sleep on your own feet. What if he's telling your boss, you need to get fired? Just because your emotions you could lose your job.

"He's asking for you", your boss pets your hair like a dog and told you it's table 3.

Lando Norris. Again.

He might has vacation, shouldn't he win races?

"Hello", you smile, asking your typical questions as a waitress. It's the same like last time; he orders food, pays cash and wants to leave.

"Have a nice day-", you want to end his time in your restaurant, but he interrupts you. "I asked my menager if i did something wrong to you. There's nothing on social media. I have no clue-", he talks in his british accent. To be fair, his accent sounds cute.

"You told Daniel Ricciardo at an autograph session you would never date someone like me!", gosh. It feels so heavy to speak out this.

Lando's face gets gray. He's biting on his lip. "I'm incredibly sorry", his voice cracks and is shaky. So thin, it could easily break.

"What can I-", you talk between his sweet nothings. "You're a bad person Lando Norris and I don't deserve this. I worked hard to be here with two jobs to pay my bills and I'm not perfect but I'm good enough someone would like to date me! But you would never understand because I'm out of your league with your millions", you scream and leave the restaurant.

You're sure: it was your last day at work.

Nobody called you for the next week, your boss only texted you "take some time, see you in two weeks".

He destroyed you, now you destroyed him. But why does it feel so wrong?

You're watching TV, ice cream in your hands and the blankets is around like a coucon.

"Mr. Norris, how are you today?", the reporter asks Lando with the microphone in his hands.

"I'm okay", he answers with a sick voice, his face is not shaved. "you'll start from p4, are you happy with the results?", Lando shakes his head, "I'll try to win, like always", "you want to send the prize money to a kindergarten, why?", ok this question is interesting.

"I'm a bad person. I want to change it", he gets weak and walks to his car.

You feel bad. So bad. Maybe you hurt him, too.

Maybe he's crying right now in his car, helmet on.

The following next week comes earlier than you expected and now you're here; in your restaurant ready to make some people happy.

"Lando told me you're working here", a young boy with aussie accent standing here. "are you Oscar Piastri?", "psst please be quiet", he hides his face in his hood.

"He's a mess. He did an horrible mistake and he regrets it but he's not a bad person. I swear", he strongly says. "Thank you for telling me", you smile lovely.

"He wanted to ask you out since the team dinner. He came back here after the race of Australia and he had a jet leg and almost slept in the next practice but he didn't care because he thought you're happy to see him again", he spills the tea. He's not angry, he's calm. "What should I do now?", you feel rude.

"I can give you his number and his address, he booked a hotel room but is too afraid to come here", he whispers because guests are walking behind him. You nod and take the phone number.

"Why is he afraid?", "you ripped him with words". "Bye", he says in a hurry and leaves.

You decided to walk to him after your work shift, a luxurious hotel room in front of you.

You knock two times until you hear foot steps. "don't need room service but thanks", an exhausted voice talks.

"Open the door, Lando", you're freezing your ass off. It's cold tonight.

"What are you doing here?", Lando Norris standing here with nothing but in just his underwear.

"Oscar told me", you smile. You don't want to hurt him.

"Come in", he opens the door and let you in. It's clean, just some helmets on the ground, "I like your new helmet design", you smile again.

"I'll give them away", "why?", "I'm a bad person and want to make it better for my fans", he sniffles. "You love this helmet", you argue back. He told the media he would sleep with this helmet in his bed because it's so cool.

He's standing here, broken and lost.

"I want to treat my fans better..", putting his head down. "oh Lando", you can't help yourself and hug him. He's one head taller than you and lays his head in your neck, sobbing. "I'm sorry I told these awful things", touching his back, running circles over it.

"Everything will be alright", you breath in his cologne. "You're not a bad person", you correct yourself.

"I am and I just wanted to ask you out", he cries in your arms. You're watching out of the window. It's already dark outside, cold air. "Everything is alright, Lando", you burry your head in his hair.

"I'm such a pussy", he sniffs and stops hugging you. "you're not", you smile and whip his tears away. In front of you is a good looking, inside and out beautiful person.

"I swear I wasn't talking about you at this autograph session", he uses a tissue and smiles. "Oh what is this?", you catch a beige hoodie in your hand, lando's name on it. "its my new merch but it's not-", "I'll borrow it until you ask me for a date so you have to come along", you wink at him. He giggles his adorable laugh, "okay, darling".

Darling.

I might fell for his personality.

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Desperate Pleas

This idea is, of course, based on Jack and Maddie finding out Danny is Phantom and not taking it well. They are so distraught though, and can't make the ghost talk and tell them where their baby is. He has his face. They can't bear to do anything to the ghost, so they turn to the GIW. They had partnered with them before, and they helped equip them with all their weapons, so it was only logical they hand over the...specimen.

Of course, the GIW experiments on him and gives a token try at making him admit to doing something to Daniel Fenton. Ellie finds out about Danny being captured and is planning to free him along with Jazz, Sam, and Tucker. Danny didn't know that all of them had prepared for a reveal gone wrong and made go bags.

But with not only Jack and Maddie being against him but also with Jazz, Tucker, and Sam being under suspicion of working with Phantom, it's up to Ellie to get things done. It's her turn to look out for her bro. So they enact their most desperate plan.

Plan W.

The rescue happens with thankfully nobody else getting captured but also with roaring success on all fronts. Tucker was able to scramble and destroy the GIW and the Fenton's data from the comfort of his home and his parents thinking he was playing Doom. Sam was able to help break into the base with Bubbe Ida being an alibi. Jazz was able to get the conjoined go-bags out by the town's welcome sign with the excuse of going on a college touring trip with her friends. (It was true it's just that she left the house earlier than planned and had waited on seeing Danny safe before leaving.)

They all needed to have alibis because of being under suspicion, and the only one who didn't was Ellie. They had to pretend to buy the excuse that Danny was visiting his Uncle Vlad that the Fenton's gave them (Jazz had already decided she would be changing her name when she left for college. They weren't her parents anymore. She already came up with telling them the wrong college from whichever she picked.) Thankfully or not, Vlad had no idea about Danny but Maddie had asked him to cover with Jazz if she called, she told Vlad they were working on a surprise with Danny and didn't want Jazz to find out. Of course, he had been delighted to comply. (Anything for his Maddie.)

Everything had gone off without a hitch...except.

Danny was very injured (Ellie couldn't make herself look at the y-incision besides when she patched him up as best she could.) but they expected that. What they hadn't expected was him to be so freaking tiny!! Seriously! He was a shrimp more than usual. Ellie made the very educated guess that he somehow got de-aged. That plus the green sticky note that had been waiting for her next to an unconscious Danny that told her he was about four years old now and basically eluded that their plan was going to work. The bonus, though, was that apparently the age change happened because of Clockwork and that Danny should be healed by the time they got to their destination. Something about time magic but Ellie wouldn't pay that any mind as long as it helped Danny.

Though she didn't really understand how him being 4 helped anything.

Anyway, besides that small hitch, the plan was going smoothly. They just had to meet Jazz at the sign and go from there. The flight was relatively short.

"Ellie? I wasn't expecting you for a while. Did everything go okay? Where's Danny?" Jazz, of course, was worried when she didn't immediately see her 16 year old brother.

"Sooooo...funny thing. I know we were prepared for him to be...affected by his time in the GIW labs. But uh...I don't think we planned on this affected. But don't worry! Clocky basically said this was needed, so...meet tiny Danny!" Ellie held out the very unconscious toddler so Jazz could see him from under the blanket Ellie had stolen to hide said toddler.

Jazz had been frozen in shock for a good minute before she slowly held her arms out for the toddler. Ellie easily gave her the dead weight and simply floated there awkwardly. "Oh baby brother..." Jazz croaked out as her eyes filled with tears.

"He's going to be okay." Maybe Ellie was trying to convince both of them of that.

Jazz just stood there and gently stroked Danny's hair despite it being sweaty and kinda gross. She did that for a while before an alarm went off, which Ellie guessed was for Jazz to keep track of the plan. So with a soft kiss to Danny's forehead and a small hug she handed him back to her little sister. She wiped her tears and handed over two large duffle bags. One for Ellie and one for Danny.

"I know I don't have to ask, but please...please make sure you two are safe. I don't know what I'd do...." Jazz shook her head. "Just let us know when you reach Gotham...and...and let us know if Plan W works. If it doesn't...we'll figure something out. "

Ellie choked back her own tears and nodded, not trusting her voice. She handed danny bag to Jazz briefly so she could cross the duffle bags on either side of her and took Danny back before Jazz decided to keep him and do who knew what. "I'll be in touch. I promise."

With that, Ellie took off. She couldn't open portals, and she couldn't exactly ask for help in the Zone since, by now, the portals to it should be destroyed. Yeah, even Vald's. All part of good ol' Plan W.

So she flew and flew as fast as she could with as few stops as she could allow before she reached her destination.

So that's how she found herself in front of the whole Wayne family who were all at the Manor conveniently for family dinner, with a laptop open to the PowerPoint that Team Phantom made together about why Bruce Wayne should adopt both Ellie and Danny. Well mainly Danny but like hell was Ellie going to leave him alone.

She had found out that Bruce Wayne was Batman and only told Team Phantom because it could be useful to their Save Danny's Behind Plans. Turns out it was useful.

Hopefully, Mr. Wayne agreed. The PowerPoint was pretty solid, so Ellie had faith. But she would definitely love some feedback from the gobsmacked family, please.

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tia tia tiaaaaa, I have a request <333

okay so, how would the jjk men react to their fav sneaky link cutting them off ? like all of a sudden the reader ghosted them after their recent hookup ? preferably with gojo, choso, toji, and geto ? if you wanna change it it’s fine

giving the vibe of homiesexual by daniel cesar, idk if you heard it but yeah. listen if you haven’t, it’s a banger 🫵🏽

sneaky link privileges revoked ! — multi.         ↳ how these men would react to being ghosted or dropped by their sneaky link.           ↳ content warnings : nsfw ( minors do not interact ), mentions of cunnilingus + p in v.         ↳ message from tia : hey twin, hope you don't mind that i just turned this is to a multi animanga headcanon! this isn't out right smut but it does have nsfw mentions that i would consider further than just suggestive. might add more character or something later but yeah hope you enjoy!

he’s losing his fucking mind when he realized that his text messages are now green. he’s gonna find every means to contact your ass. you think he’s gonna let his favorite throat goat up and leave without a fight? he’s not going for that. he’s gonna call whoever he has to in order to speak to you. your friends, roommates, siblings, boss, co-workers, neighbors, even your mailman if that’s what it takes to get through to you. he just had you teary-eyed with no voice as he fucked the life out of you last night and all of a sudden he’s blocked? he’s lowkey crazy too because his ass is showing up wherever he knows you will be. he is at your job, sitting at your desk as he waits for you to come in. in that moment, he's never been more grateful for your private office as he has you bent over your desk, fucking you on all your important paperwork. he's even at the bars you and your friends go to for a night out and gets you alone in the bathroom, tongue deep in your pussy as you grip his hard and press yourself against the wall of the stall. good luck getting rid of him.

             — GOJO, connie, rengoku, sanji, SANZU, bokuto, sanemi, rindou, EREN, hawks, mikey, atsumu, etc.

he laughed when you told him to lose your number because he thought it was a joke. he knew it was in fact a joke because he was gonna be right back at your place, breaking your back and eating your pussy like it’s his last meal. you are not going anywhere like it’s funny that you even thought you could. he doesn’t care if you’re not ( officially ) his girl, you’re not leaving him. and every time you bring it up, he nods and chuckles before fucking sense in and out of you. after the third time of trying to end your arrangement with him, you gave up, knowing that with one move, you’d be falling back into his arms and onto his dick. he doesn't even blame you for wanting to end thing because he knows he's not shit, but that doesn't mean it's gonna happen. not when your sweet cunt wraps around his cock like a dream. not when the sound of your moans and his name rolling off of your tongue is newfound favorite melody.

             — TOJI, kid, JEAN, aizawa, geto, draken, wakasa, kuroo, osamu, zoro, shanks, benimaru, zeke, etc.

after you told him that you didn’t want to keep being friends with benefits, he respected it outwardly. however, when you pulled the whole “we can still be friends” bit on him, he completely used it to his advantage. he would “conveniently” appear whenever another guy was trying to get at you. he shows up to all of your events, suddenly becoming your biggest supporter. he’s always been around but suddenly it’s like he’s everywhere that you are. he’s so involved with you that it’s almost as if you two never ended anything. and then suddenly you’re back in his bed, legs pulled to your chest as he presses against your cervix. sex with him was already great, but it's like he stepped his game to prove that only he could pleasure you. he's completely focused on you and your pleasure, fucking you in every position possible until the sun rises and you decided to let him back into you sex life.

            — choso, NANAMI, reiner, armin, daichi, onyankopon, law, aran, mitsuya, tengen, gyomei, etc.

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also I now have so many questions about the DAUD AU world that I don't know what to do with them. if a DAUD performs really well in the other universe does that do anything for them in their home universe?? What if they do really poorly? is there a system in which they are allowed to stay in the alternate universe?

Has a DAUD for vcarb/rb/alphatauri/whatever ever been part of one of redbulls mid season driver swap/promotion/demotion shenanigans?? is that even allowed?? rb still run three cars as allotted for being the designated team but they run 3 drivers from their normal universe and red bull steals the DAUD for their second car?

thank you for enabling me to talk about The DAUD AU

before we begin i very quickly have to solve the problem of benjamin’s DAUD program being one race only versus matilda’s DAUD program bring a whole season by saying in 2030 the FIA changes the program that drivers have to stay for a whole season and everyone agrees that it’s fine for teams to run three drivers for the season because as callan says, the DAUDs are usually shit!

okay now onto your very good questions. usually DAUDs are reserve/junior drivers and if they do well in the program, usually teams will move them up into the seat but it’s not like a direct correlation. sometimes DAUDs can do really well but they don’t end up with a full time seat 🤷‍♀️ like how winning f2 doesn't always guarantee a f1 seat.

but it helps your case massively if you do well which is why people attempt the DAUD program as a way to get into a f1 seat. that’s probably the main reason why benjamin does the DAUD program, he’s in the RB junior team and needs to make a name for himself.

matilda does the DAUD program because she hates her teammate (devon jackson when i catch you) and ferrari won’t fire him because idk he’s like super rich (pay drivers have hit ferrari in 2048) so he sees it as a way to escape for a season.

(also she’s running away from someone like callan but we don’t need to get into that. matthew doesn’t like her in the beginning and i wonder why …)

if they do really poorly there’s leniency depending how far forward/back they went (eg. drivers who go back 20+ years almost never do well so nothing happens) but if they went to a similar time period and do very badly they will almost always get dropped from their teams. like if you were from 2024 and get sent into 2025 and you DNF in the race you are unfortunately probably gonna get kicked out.

DAUDs aren’t allowed to stay in the alternate universe permanently because of *waves hand around* universe somehow not liking it BUT if you win the race/championship you get a special little universe time travel bracelet that allows you to travel between your home universe and your alternate universe whenever you wish. so matilda is absolutely travelling back and forth for the sole reason to annoy matthew and callan.

there’s a whole thing where callan’s like you don’t want kids after knowing matilda and max just sighs super loudly and is like “you must be really stupid if you don’t think daniel considers you two as his weird adult children. i knew i would be stuck with you two when i started dating daniel. be so serious callan.”

okay so the whole Red Bull/RB/DAUD swap is such a funny and great thought because red bull are absolutely doing crazy shit like that. below is the craziest possible option i could think of.

in 2035 in the old habits/glitter on the floor DAUD verse i think RB/red bull attempt this crazy driver thing, where the RB DAUD does incredibly well for the first race but then does like mediocre for the rest and of course red bull are immediately like well with results like that we gotta get them in the main team!

the race before the summer break, the 2nd red bull driver contracts appendicitis on the friday. red bull call on the RB DAUD to replace them, he beats matthew for that race and red bull are like okay you're staying for the rest of the season. i don't think you can give someone appendicitis but there's obviously going to be news articles on red bull giving appendicitis to the 2nd red bull driver as a way to get the RB DAUD into the seat.

everyone starts petitioning the FIA to stop red bull from doing this, lawsuits are launched, there's a full on civil war between teams, everyone in red bull and RB are walking on eggshells, and to top it off the after the 2nd red bull driver recovers they refuse to drive the RB so they quit midseason and then we go into summer break with five cars between the two teams and only four drivers.

RB didn't run the 3rd car in the race before summer break, so obviously now daniel has to find a driver for the rest of the season. he doesn't want to pull up any of the drivers from the junior team because they are not ready and honestly he's still holding a grudge against red bull for stealing one of his drivers behind his back AGAIN. he is teetering between also quitting mid season and calling andretti up being like hey you wanted a f1 team right??

matteo jokingly says daniel should drive the 3rd car, daniel is like i can't drive because of my hand. he's trying to figure out if he can call matilda again but ferrari won't let her drive. then max is like well i can. everyone turns to the door and max is like well it is not like i am doing anything else.

daniel thinks he's joking but then realises he is very much not joking and he's not going to look a gift horse in the face, shoves max into the factory to do seat fits etc. everyone in RB agrees to keep it hush hush because red bull would throw a fit if they found out max was replacement driver and swap the DAUD for max.

matthew catches wind that max is the replacement, attempts to get himself demoted so he can be teammates with max, callan throws his phone out the window before anything can happen.

summer break is over and RB haven't announced who the replacement driver is so everyone assumes they're abandoning the DAUD program/3rd car. no one suspects that max is the driver when he walks into the paddock, but when FP1 starts and people see the 3rd car with 33 on it everyone promptly loses their shit, daniel and max have the biggest shit eating grin on their face, christian is having a mental breakdown down at red bull, red bull shareholders are pissed, matthew is still trying to get himself demoted and on top of that FIA places a temporary ban on driver swaps mid season to deal with the lawsuits/petitions.

so then it turns out that the DAUD who was once thought to be a generational talent maybe wasn't that good at all because the first race back he hits matthew and causes him to retire. a fluke maybe. nah he hits callan in the next race. red bull come to the startling realisation they are stuck with this guy for the rest of the season. someone googles how to give appendicitis to someone else.

adding salt to the wound, RB finish above red bull in the WCC, callan wins the WDC and matthew quits red bull and the FIA give red bull a massive fine because what they did was illegal and outside of the regulations etc. red bull agree to sell RB to andretti at the end of the season and daniel has never ever been happier. this is what he wanted all along.

max wins the last race, we finally get the daniel, max, matthew, callan podium line up. max retires again, matthew quits red bull and goes to andretti with daniel as TP. matteo also joins andretti, we get the oops all matt team and mostly everyone lives happily ever after.

matilda visits at the end of the season and is like woah. what the fuck happened here and everyone just starts crying because it's been a long year.

is this situation so ridiculous and crazy? yes. but so is this universe.

[mudpuddless]

I saw a couple tags with king Halt AU and I am interested now 👀 (if you need someone to blab to about this)

okay. listen. i was rereading the early years and halt rescues duncan but refuses to call him highness and duncan gets mad, the canon dialogue is pretty much just,

halt: you-

duncan: YOUR HIGHNESS

halt : i preffer to be called halt, actually

(this is the base idea: this scene is doubly funny if halt were also crown prince)

so picture halt swimming back to shore after ferris tries to kill him and deciding actually he doesn't want this idiot in charge of his country.

halt has had about four years of ranger training on top of royal battleschool at this point and ships ferris of to the countryside, names Caitlyn as his successor to the throne and convinces his father that he should aide araluen (read: the rangers who kept pritchard informed) for diplomacy reasons.

his father thinks this will be a good lesson in war craft for the crown prince and sends him on his way.

halt and Crowley meet in the inn just like in canon while pritchard, who travelled with halt to araluen, makes his way to berrigan who was his main contact and then the plot kicks off (canon slightly to the left) halt is still halt but with the full authority of the clonmel crown behind him. he just doesn't tell people. surely this won't result in any silly situations.

big change might be that daniel, who still dies, asks halt to look for his wife, who is heavily pregnant and halt goes to find her, but presented with a baby who has no living relatives he knows of he just takes baby will and disappears him to Hibernia? Caitlyn loves her nephew. halt insist that will is not his son. will is absolutely his son and no one will be convinced otherwise.

halts father/ the king of clonmel declares Will fourth in line to the throne bc what else are you supposed to do when your heir goes to fight a war for eighteen months and returns with a baby. the king isn't an idiot, halt.

i want at least one scene where an invitation is extended to the Hibernian kings for princess Cassandras first birthday and Caitlyn shows up to represent clonmel and bonds with crowley bc they have a similar sense of humour (compatible with halt). crowley refers to halt only by "Arratay" and Caitlyn only by "my brother". they think the two should meet though crowley thinks halt doesn't know how to behave in the presence of royalty.

this would be even funnier if it was cralt/craltine (geometrically accurate love triangle my beloved) bc crowley is fawning over halt and Caitlyn unknowingly sets them up by encouraging crowley to tell his friend how he feels.

at least one scene would be halt and crowley visiting Crowleys family which is big and loud. halt is immediately a favourite of Crowleys kid sister who thinks he is the funniest person who ever lived. halt is stumped by this

the rangers are also 100% the queerest group of people in the entire country. berrigan and Leander are established and not subtle about it. at least one person is only referred to by ranger, never by any pronouns. this is never remarked upon.

the problem im still trying to figure out is how I can merge canon post TEY. halt returns to clonmel bc he has to check on his family and also bc, yk, the infant he now cares for and virtually disappears from araluen. crowley and pauline are upset bc they dont know what happened. this would be even funnier if this was craltine and they just had a highly emotional moment and then the final battle happens and suddenly halt is gone and no one knows where.

if this was really cracky they would tag along as security/diplomacy detail for duncan when he is invited to halts coronation but then again, we're not catholic so I might as well. could be fun

feel free to add anything you might find funny/devastating etc.

[uramilf]

NEED a sub george smut more than i need air at this point like i need some borderline dominatrix shit

Takeover

Sub!George Daniel x reader smut

A/N: Sorry this took so long!! Hope you enjoy, I tried my best :))

Warnings: SMUT. Dom!reader, oral (f&m receiving), p in v, unprotected sex, light bondage and slapping

If there was one thing George was good at, it was taking care of you in the bedroom. He was always in charge, guiding you, making sure you were enjoying your time together. However, on a hot summers day when you were awaiting his return from the end of a tour leg, your views on this changed slightly.

A new erotic novel was open in your lap, one where the female lead was completely dominant during sex. At first you had found the idea of George being even slightly submissive kind of funny. He was huge, much taller than you, stronger. Everything about him made him the perfect dom, from his sheer size, to his deep, commanding voice, to his ability to get you to do anything he wanted. After reading a few chapters of your new book, you realised that perhaps it wasn’t so ridiculous after all.

You looked at the clock, realising you still had a few hours until George would be home from the airport. First, you hopped in the car and drove to the nearest shopping centre, finding the lingerie store. You needed something to make him absolutely give into your every command. After a quick browse, you purchased a matching black lacy bra and thong, knowing how good you looked in the colour. You also picked up some sheer black stockings with lace at the top and a garter belt to attach to them. You paid and left quickly, anxious to try them on at home.

Once you had pulled into the driveway, your phone rang with a call from your boyfriend.

“Hey darling, we’ve just landed. I’ll see you in an hour, okay?”

“Ok baby, I can’t wait. Are you bringing any of the boys round or are they all going straight home?”

“Nah love, they all want to get home to their own beds. Besides, I need to have my girl all to myself tonight.”

“Sounds good. Oh, George? I have a little surprise for you when you get home.”

George expressed his excitement and told you he love you, hanging up so he could go find his suitcase. With the reassurance that Matty wouldn’t land through the door to catch you in your underwear (which has definitely happened before), you let yourself in and tan upstairs to change quickly. Stripping off your clothes and pulling the new lingerie from the bag, you began pulling on the thong and stockings, clipping them to the garter belt, clasping the bra. Your tits were spilling out at the top in a way that turned you on almost immediately, your nipples showing through the lace. You decided to fix your hair and throw on some light makeup to make you look effortlessly perfect, although George always saw perfection when he looked at you. By the time you were done, you could hear his car pulling into the driveway.

You chewed your lip in anticipation as he opened the door and shouted your name.

“Y/N, baby, I’m home!”

“I’m up here!” You responded simply.

Heavy footsteps bounded up the stairs and your bedroom door swung open. George ran straight to you, pulling you into his arms and picking you up, breathing in your scent and placing endless kisses everywhere he could reach. When he eventually placed you back down, he properly took in the sight of you.

“Fuck, Y/N, baby, you look incredible,” he breathed. He immediately went to grab your hips and kiss you, but you stopped him.

“Y/N? What’s wrong baby?”

“This is your surprise, George. I’ve missed you so much, and I’ve thought about nothing else since you left.”

“Me too, darling, but what’s up? Am I going to fast for you? If you want to just catch up and talk for a while we can.”

“No, babe, you’re not doing anything wrong. But I’ve been thinking a lot about it, and I wanna be in charge tonight. You’ve been working so hard and you must be exhausted, I wanna take care of you for once, if that’s ok.”

George’s pupils dilated and his eyes filled with lust. He was looking at you with complete adoration.

“Surprise, I guess,” you giggled.

George didn’t hesitate to agree with you, admitting that he had wanted you to dom him for a while, but didn’t think you’d be interested.

“So why are you still standing there looking at me, babe? Go strip and lie down.”

He immediately complied, practically tearing off his shirt and yanking his jeans down. You approached him and smiled.

“Good boy, George,” you said, pressing your hands to his bare chest, feeling his heart thump beneath your palms. You pushed him onto the bed and he wriggled around until he was lying flat, propped up on his elbows.

“Since you were so impatient when you got home, you can fucking well wait for me.”

A moan left his lips and he grew harder in his grey boxers. You began rummaging through the drawer next to the bed, searching for the vibrator which had gotten you through six long weeks of no George. You also undid your garter belt, removing it and the lace thong, but leaving the stockings. His eyes widened and he groaned, “Holy shit.”

You clambered over him on the bed, being sure to give him a full view of your tits. He raised his arms to touch them, but you slapped his hand away.

“Did I say you could touch me, George?”

“No,” he almost whimpered, swallowing hard.

“No, I didn’t. Don’t make me tie you up.”

He nodded, throwing his head back as you straddled his thighs, far enough down his legs that you weren’t touching his cock at all. You switched the vibrator on, placing it gently on your clit. You began to moan loudly, not paying him any attention at all. You could feel George’s eyes burning into you, watching your cunt as you pleasured yourself, your head thrown back in ecstasy. He reached up and took hold of your waist, pulling you closer to him until you were straddling his waist, your ass pressing against his hard cock.

“What did I just say?” you snapped.

“I’m sorry,” George whimpered, trying to thrust his hips up to meet your naked cunt. You climbed off him and went to the wardrobe, grabbing one of George’s black ties before returning to him and taking hold of his wrists, pinning them above his head and tying them tightly to the headboard.

“Too tight?”

George smirked. “Perfect.”

You got back onto the bed, settling yourself between George’s long muscular legs. You hooked your thumbs into the waistband of his grey boxers.

“I’m gonna take these off now, ok?”

“Please,” he panted. You pulled them down, his cock springing out. He was fully hard and already dripping precum. You pressed a kiss to his sharp jawline, making him moan.

“I haven’t even touched you yet,” you whispered.

“Please baby, please fuck me.”

“No way, not that quickly. You’re gonna learn to be patient like a good boy, ok?”

“Ok, I will baby.”

“In fact, I think you should thank me for looking after you,” you smirked. “Maybe if you do it well enough, you’ll get what you want.”

George tried to steady his breathing before panting, “thank you Y/N, you’re so good to me babe, thank you, I love you so much.”

You were satisfied with his response and decided to reward him. You reached behind you to unhook your bra, sliding it off your arms and throwing it behind you. George’s cock twitched under you and he groaned.

“Why don’t you tell me what you thought of my new outfit baby?”

“Fuck, you looked incredible in that Y/N, but you look even better like this.”

“Thank you, baby. Just for being so sweet, I’m going to reward you.”

You shuffled further down the bed until you were back between George’s legs, taking his thick length in your hand. He was whimpering before you had even started to move, and you looked up to meet his eyes.

“I’ll touch you as much as you want baby, as long as you keep telling me how much you need it.”

“I need it Y/N, please, please, I need you so badly.” You accepted his reply and started to pump your hand slowly up and down him. He moaned under your gentle touch, head thrown back.

“Eyes on me, babe. Do you think I look pretty with my hand around your cock?”

“Fuck yes, you’re so pretty, always so gorgeous,” he panted. You sped up, sliding your hand all the way from base to tip.

“Keep going, baby boy. I wanna hear you.”

“Fuck, please, please, I need more of you. You’re so beautiful, feels so good.”

His eyes were tightly shut now, his mouth hanging open in ecstasy. You kept stoking up and down, alternating between fast and slow. George couldn’t contain his moans and whimpers, trying to catch his breath to beg for more.

You could feel him getting closer, so you slowed down. He cried out in frustration. “Beg for it baby,” you commanded.

“Please, please, Y/N, I need to cum. Please let me cum. I’m so close.”

You complied and sped back up, continuing to stroke his cock with your right hand whilst running the nails on your left hand up and down his toned stomach. He practically screamed your name as he came, white ropes of cum shooting across his stomach, some dripping down your hand. You caught it with your tongue before kissing George deeply, letting him taste himself on your tongue. Next you lowered your head to his stomach and licked up whatever was left, showing it to him on your tongue before swallowing and kissing him again. You let your tongue slip into his mouth, your hands resting on his biceps, arms still raised above his head. You continued to kiss him as you untied his wrists, allowing his hands to fall back to his sides.

George tried to place his wandering hands on your waist again. You broke the kiss, slapping his cheek lightly before grabbing his jaw and forcing him to look you in the eyes. “I thought you could control yourself if I untied you, but apparently not. Wait until I tell you, George.”

He nodded, still breathless from his orgasm.

“You’re gonna make me feel good now, ok?”

“Yes baby, I’ll do anything you want.”

“Good boy.”

You climbed towards the top of the best where his head rested, his eyes widening in delight as you straddled his face. You lowered yourself down onto his waiting mouth, tongue flicking out to lick over your clit. He started to suck gently, pulling soft moans from your lips. “You’re doing so good for me baby. Keep going, darling, right there.”

George was moaning too, his deep voice vibrating against your clit. His tongue travelled down and started to lap up your wetness, and eventually slipping into you. You were almost screaming in pleasure as you started to grind your hips against his face, your clit bumping gently off his nose now adding to the sensation. His tongue continued to thrust in and out, hitting just the right spot, bringing you close to your release. He moved back up to suck on your clit until you fell apart on his tongue, still moving your hips against his face, hands clutching at his biceps. You gently moved back down to straddle his hips.

“Was that ok, babe?”

“More than ok, baby. You did so good for me baby. I think you need to be rewarded.”

George grinned under you. He had already grown hard again from eating you out, and was waiting patiently for you to recover. When you were ready, you sank down onto his cock and you both moaned at the feeling. He filled you up perfectly, his tip brushing at your g-spot with every slight movement. You began to grind your hips against his, before bouncing on his dick.

“Fuck, George!” you moaned, and he took hold of your hips to guide you. He couldn’t help but take some control, even when you were riding him.

“Yes baby, you’re looking after me so well, fuck Y/N,” he whimpered, staring into your eyes with lust in his own. He begged you to keep going, although you had no intention of stopping. Your hands clutched at his arms, clawing his shoulders, moving to rest on his chest to steady yourself. You were both nearing the edge, George starting to thrust his hips upwards, chasing his release. You clenched around him as you came, collapsing forward so your chests were pushed together. George came shortly after, his hot cum filling you up with a scream of your name. When you eventually found the energy to lift yourself off him, you felt his cum trickle down your thigh and George raised a finger to your leg to catch it. He raised his hand to your mouth and you took his finger into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it to clean it of his release.

You flopped down beside George, nuzzling your face into his neck. He took you into his big arms and rubbed your back gently, thanking you and praising you for looking after him so well.

“So you wouldn’t mind doing that again then?”

“Absolutely, Y/N, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. You’re so perfect in everything that you do, this couldn’t have been any different.”

“Ok good. I was scared you would hate it.”

“Are you joking, darling? You’re incredible.”

George pressed a kiss onto your forehead and pulled you closer to him, whispering to you and gently stroking your arm until you fell asleep.

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A/N: pov me when I don’t proofread lol

[thefandommind]

Audible is fucking me over so for now I don't have the ability to listen to the Spirit War and Spirit End audiobooks, but here are some notes I have from the first three.

They are narrated by Luke Daniels, and he does a relatively alright job aside from strange voice actor choices, and differences in pronunciation to what I've been doing the last nine years.

- Eli Monpress, mister Daniels puts the emphasis on Mon like mOn-press, it's like saying Jean with a French accent-BUT he only does it some times, other times he just says it normal like one cohesive word.

- Josef Liechten, I thought it was probably Joseph Like-ten essentially. Like I knew the rest of his name is German leaning, Eisenlowe being right up there. Daniels goes full German with it, and pronounces it Yosef Leak tin. I find this creative decision interesting-I'll circle back to this later.

- Renaud was pronounced Renowd, didn't like that.

-Etmon was pronounced how I thought it would be. Banage was not. For 9 years I thought Banage rhymed with damage, Daniels makes it rhyme with Nicki Minaj.

- again, audible fucked me, so I haven't listened to the last book, but I know from the preview, he pronounces Eli like Eli. I thought Eliton was pronounced Eli-ton. This man pronounces it Ellie Ton. In my honest opinion, I can't get behind that decision to make his name sound like Ellieton Binaj. Not saying my way is more correct, I just ain't changing my ways for that.

- I've pronounced the hime in Benehime to rhyme with lime, Daniels pronounces it heem. That one is interesting to me, again I never claim to be correct with any of my pronunciations cus I'm well aware they are hanging on from an eleven year old reading them in her head. But it's interesting

- whenever he reads Mellinor's lines he talks with a hand over his mouth and it sounds muffled, don't fully understand why.

-he growls every line for Gin, it's kinda funny.

-Coriano has a Spanish accent, I think this is a good choice, makes me think of Inigo Montoya.

- Henrith sounds like an anime boy, very himbo it's cute.

- sometimes Daniels will get animated for a bit of dialogue but it's like he doesn't read ahead? So like Eli will say something, and you can tell from what he's saying that he's angry or snappish right, and then it will say "Eli snapped," and then he says another thing, and only the second thing will be in a snappish voice. So it's like "Be quiet,😋" Eli snapped, "do you want to get us caught?😡" And it's kinda silly.

- Sted has a cockney accent, this is completely correct, I stand by this, however I think Daniels remembered randomly he could do a cockney accent because like a chapter after Sted is introduced he gave a random wheel spirit a cockney accent and no spirits up until then or in book one had accents. And then it was just that one wheel.

- Similar note, all the bandits in the third book had vaguely southern accents, I think he was trying for an Appalachian accent cus of the mountains. This included Tesset. In my head Tesset had a sort of colorful Mexican accent, don't know why, so it was off-putting for him to have a deadtoned Appalachian accent.

- SPARROW HAD JUST A POSH ACCENT not quite British, not quite Trans Atlantic, he sounded like a dandy villain in a Barbie movie and he rolled his Rs and chance he got and said Hwat instead of what. Very dramatic.

- Sara sounded like a bitch, 10/10 no notes.

-and on the topic of accents, I will circle back to the creative decision to go full tilt into Josef's German name. THE SHAPERS have German accents. ONLY SOME OF THEM. Slorn, his father, Pele. Okay so it's a family. Nivel too. Okay the Shapers? no! Random lady who sews Alric up in the prologue to book three? American! Etgar the Shaper who makes Nico's bounty? NAH. Just some Shapers. Which is strange because it's seemingly a completely closed culture. Why are there different accents who knows. Nico didn't get one. Josef also didn't get one, he's just got the most German fucking name.

- Giuseppe Monpress got an Italian accent, couldn't agree more. Its already in the name. That's an Italian man.

-Gents, how are we pronouncing Gaol? When I first read it I had my Kindle voice read it out. So I was (to my understanding) mispronouncing it as Goal, also rhymes with coal. I then found out that Gaol is the old English spelling of jail, and was pronouncing it as such (even if Eli getting caught and tortured in the city of Jail was funny). And for years I've pronounced it this new way. What I also assumed is that the other dutchy Aol, was pronounced like Gaol but without the G, whether that was rhyming with Goal or Jail. Gents, Luke Daniels pronounced it as Gowl rhyming cowl, and then went on to pronounce Aol as E-Owl. I was completely flabbergasted.

- Ending this for now on the city of Goin. Where the trio visit a broker and first hear news of the Duke's citadel. I've been pronouncing it like coin, mister Daniels pronounced it like Owen. ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

This is all in good fun, I try to base this blog in the idea that everyone is allowed their own interpretation with really no wrong ideas, and if anyone sees this and just adored the audiobooks, that's completely fine. I got the first one while I was crying sewing my Miranda cosplay and just listening to my favorite book made me feel better. Even with all this happening haha

If y'all have different pronunciations I'd love to hear about them.

[brineffxiv]

It is time.

My friends impart their memories to the spirit vessels, and Angelo the porxie does his thing.

Angelo would make a cute plushie. They should sell those, they'd make bank.

Now it's up to me to take my friends safely back home.

Here we go...

Now we just hope this works. And that we put the right vessel next to the right person.

I think it's working!!

Welcome home, my friends! It's been quite some time for several of you. If I remember correctly, Thancred spent 5 years on the First, while Urianger and Y'shtola each spent 3.

Oh? Oh! I can go wake up G'raha!

Hehe, look at me run. Off to get my man.

I run all the way there, until suddenly the orange constellation crystal comes flying out of nowhere and lands next to me. Which is odd, because I didn't realize I no longer had it with me. Little confused, but glad to have it back?

Scene change! Several days later, Alphinaud is having tea while Alisaie motions exasperatedly (and hilariously) at our other friends...

Who thanks to Tataru (and Feo Ul), with a bit of assistance from our friends the various heads-of-state, have their preferred outfits back!

I love you Urianger.

This entire scene is perfection. It must be appreciated in motion, however, and I do not know how to gif.

It's him! My boy! I love him. Look at his little hair clips, he's so cute!

*ahem*

G'raha has secured the Crystal Tower, and with that done he's free to join the Scions! And come adventuring with me!

Off we go!

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Meanwhile, Zenos and his Ascian buddy have retaken the Garlean palace. For reasons as yet unclear.

Yeah, seeing that every night might be one of the reasons you're so fucked up. One reason among many.

Not!Asahi is performing his ass off, and Zenos is completely unaffected. It's funny.

My read on this is that Not! Asahi desperately wants something, and that something can only be got with Zenos' cooperation. So this guy is acting the simpering servant to his lord, but like, Zenos is so detached from anything approaching "normal" that it's like acting against a wall. LOL.

Hey, tangent, is Zenos the Emperor now? Not!Asahi calls him "your radiance", but that might have been meant in mockery, it's hard to tell.

lol, I already knew he was using Asahi's body from his voice, but the confirmation is good. Ah, poor Asahi, that his idol doesn't even remember his name.

Figured you were an Ascian, I--

I'm sorry. What is your name??

Fandaniel??

*wheeze*

Ah hahahaha!

Fucking... Daniel???

We got an array of nigh-unpronounceable names - Lahabrea, Igyorhim, Nabriales - and then... DANIEL. Okay, okay, Fandaniel.

I'm sorry *wheeze* I'm okay... I'll stop laughing now.

hehehehehe

It just. Undercuts your seriousness... just a little bit.

Oh. Oh dear. I have a feeling it's not a good thing that he realizes he's no longer got a boss.

And somehow I doubt your version of "living for the moment" involves harmless acts of spontaneity. Like getting a burger or spending a day at the beach.

Oh, my friend, I have missed you too.

UNF. He's so hot when he's evil.

[targwh0re]

Thoughts on Teen Wolf the Movie while watching it (SPOILERS) pt.1

Before I even start let me say that they should've just made it another 12 or 10 or hell even an 8 episode mini series

Should've opened with Isaac instead of Liam and Hikari in Japan smh. He was the last one to have the triskele box, how tf did Liam get it? (I do understand that Daniel Sharman couldn't be in the film but still...at least give me an explanation)

I don't care what they say, Hikari was supposed to be Kira and Hikari wasn't supposed to even exist. Liam and Hikari are clearly what Scott & Kira Should've been, minus the restaurant in Japan, if they'd done the right thing and brought Kira back in the last season. He said he'd wait for her😭. (Though I Stan the actress for not coming back when they were going to pay her white female castmates more than her. Honestly fuck them for that)

Why does Liam own a restaurant in Japan. How did we get here in our lives. Liam u supposed to be protecting Beacon Hills. Also idk what career I though Liam would get but it definitely wouldn't have been restaurant owner. I can see him as a coach maybe (at Devonford Prep in honor of Brett; huh maybe I did know what career I thought he'd have🤔)

Damn y'all really keeping Nogi with teas and spices. Ig hiding it in plain sight works idk 🤷‍♀️

Why Liam fall like that 😭

Damn Nogi really reminding me of the Witch from Narnia when she appeared in that ice wall thing in the second movie

also if Nogi can talk through that thing, why hasn't he manipulate someone into setting him free already

Though that Nogi was like a regular fly, not a firefly...

Scott being call "The Alpha" like they'll never know🤫 also like I thought Monroe went international w/ her hunting. Ain't no way Scott's just chillin all carefree enough to put his name on a business.

Yeah Scott save that doggie...oh and the little grl too. Also this would've been better plot wise if this was a flashback of Scott saving a little Hikari, it would explain how she's randomly apart of the pack now

Love how Scott's animal clinic looks like a mixture of Deaton's vet place and Derek's loft

Scott talking about having kids one day was how I knew they'd give him Eli at the end. Like wtf, he should be raised by his family, by other born wolves who know about the werewolf history that Derek did. Like hello we got great uncle Peter, auntie Cora, and hell even cousin Malia. Derek WOULD NOT want his SON raised by an ARGENT!

"I didn't see it. I took my eyes off the road for like two seconds to change the song on my ipod"

Wooo spooky 👻

I said ah oop jump scare Chris "I never use the front door" Argent

Poor Chris no parent ever deserves their child to die before them

Bardo! and who stayed up all night doing research about Bardo for you, huh, Mr. McTruealphaman. KIRA!

Yes papa Argent, say fuck

Well Jeff Davis said he wanted the timeline to work out so that Eli was born before Derek returned to Beacon Hills in an interview (idk where it is and I'm too lazy to find it) and after the series finale timeskip in the last season it was 2017, its now 2026 so technically it's been 11 years Scott my boy

Look at me out here fixing the timeline for everyone😁

"I got a feeling the real answers are in Beacon Hills" Yeah no shit Chris, everything's gotta do with Beacon Hills

Scott your the alpha. Be the alpha. Quit asking other people to to decisions for you, for the love of God

So Scott I understand why you left Beacon Hills but are we going to address what happend to Monroe and the internatipnal hunters Corp? No?...okay then

Chris why did you leave mama McCall. Jeff u really out here breaking everyone up. Should've got w/ Papa Stilinski so Scott and Stiles could be brothers fr "oh what could've been"

Why the pack break up? not gonna give me an explanation again...okay I'm sensing a pattern here

Yeassss!!! Business woman Lydia, we knew u could do it. And she looks very snazzy in that white outfit with her ponytail if I do say so myself. Funny how the banshee's business has to do with sound lmao it's perfect.

Lyd!😭 Thats Mrs. Martin-Stilinski to you! Shit at least call her Lyds so that you don't sound like your calling her a lid💀

Damn u think Lydia would've learned to look at stuff by now before handing it out. Nah but on a real note I feel like she should have a better understanding of her abilities by now, and have expanded on them, and had more control of them but that might be just me

I SAID ITS MRS. MARTIN-STILINSKI Ray or whatever ur name is!

Oooo the automatic writing again

Yayyy Eli Hale! In my head Eli is a nickname for Elijah, just like Derek is a nickname Frederick (if you known you know🤣)

Hale Auto?! Ain't no way. Derek ain't a mechanic. I refuse. Terrible career choice for the man. He's rich, he ain't even gotta work

Maybe Malia could be a mechanic but I doubt it, ooo a Park Ranger would be perfect.

Love how Eli just hotwired that jeep😂. Oh and just let me say this here and get it out of my system. Eli is similar to both Stiles and Scott when they were younger but he is NOT STILES. Yes he's sarcastic and a little delinquent but do you guys know how many teenagers are sarcastic little delinquents? Alot. It's a teen thing. I was the same way (minus the crimes😂) and still am sarcastic af. Love Eli as Eli, not a mini or replacement for Stiles. Love u guys to death but we went into this knowing there was no Stiles.

Jeff Davis: No Stiles.

Us: No Stiles?

Jeff Davis: No Stiles!

Boys gonna pop a damn wheelie in fucking Roscoe

Love how Parrish just calls Mason instead of tailing him

I'm fucking dead💀they was all too scared to tell Derek (me too thou bc sourwolf is scary😶)

Why is Mason a deputy? Feel like he should be working at Lydia's, like he's right under her is what I'd say he should be doing. I could see Corey, his husband, maybe being a deputy though. *gasp* or a cute little school teacher🥺

I stand by what I said earlier, Malia should be a park ranger and I add to that by saying that she should be the consultant and not Derek (though i understand they had to reintroduce his character) she spent a lot of time in those woods, and she's more intune with her animal side than anyone else

Derek still sexy af

serial arsonist...wolf pack also has a serial arsonist. I swear to God they should've just made it a spin off instead of its own thing

You definitely should call Stiles, he's head of his own supernatural devison in the FBI👍

Love how Derek was like a fugitive for most of the series and now he works w/ the police. Eli taking up that criminal mantel now😂

I mean...is it really grand theft auto if he took it from his own dads shop🤷‍♀️🤣

Derek's got ptsd from the jeep

Eli wanted to race that grl, I now headcanon that's how he flirts. Just like his daddy he's like haha look I'm better than you at something "you wanna see some real speed bitch" (flashbacks to when Derek flirted with Paige by being an ass with that basketball, like grl just wanted to play her cello in peace and quite)

Love how Derek just like slashed the tires. Really said "i don't think so. My names Derek hale. I go way back" (I'm so sorry to anyone reading this)

Part 1-5

[notyourprof]

DTS S1 Word Vomit

Temporarily veering away from primer territory, because I'm rewatching DTS S1 (I'm about halfway through at this point) and having some FEELINGS and need to get them out somewhere:

Daniel's personality hasn't changed much but his attitude is SO different. He was so focused on winning and especially on winning a championship. I'm thankful he's in a much better place now! I know everyone wants to win a WDC but I think it's a much healthier attitude to go out and have fun driving and do the best you can do, because sometimes your car is a tractor and if you spend all of your time thinking about how you won't ever be WDC, that's miserable.

They don't show even half of the times it happened but gosh it really drives home how unreliable the Renault engines were. So many engine problems leading to retirements for Max and Daniel both. (I think it's telling that now in 2024 Renault isn't supplying engines to anyone but their own team (Alpine) anymore.)

There's so much more we know about Daniel going to Renault that isn't shown and I wish I knew better what was known at the time but not included by Netflix vs. what we have learned in the years since.

For example, Christian talking about how they'd offered Daniel plenty of money is hilarious, now that we know how much more he made at Renault.

Speaking of Christian, is the entire DTS team frantically scrambling this week to re-cut as much of S6 as they can? Sending them energy and focus and lots of good food and caffeine.

Daniel going to Renault meant Carlos was all of a sudden out of a seat. Sounds familiar...🤔

I am petty and will probably never forgive ZB for how he treated Daniel and I'm feeling very vindicated in that opinion because he's so unlikable even in S1.

Every time someone crashes, the first thing that happens is their race engineer/TP asks if they are okay. This is normal, this is what we are used to. It keeps reminding me of that time that, while at McL, Daniel crashed and the first thing he was asked was "Is the car okay?" (See previous bullet point.)

Also feeling vindicated about having the opinion that Checo is a kind of reckless driver, and has been for awhile.

Related, Max is such an aggressive driver and I just...hope he is in the lead most of the time again next year so I don't have to worry about him playing bumper cars at 200+ mph.

It's fun to hear GP talking to Max on the radio and know it's him, even though he isn't named.

The lack of Merc and Ferrari in this season is both funny and sad, but bless the producers for finding some good press conference footage of Kimi. I think Kimi might have annoyed me if I were watching his seasons in real time, but looking back, he cracks me up. I'm glad I never had to manage him, though!

Pierre so excited about going to Red Bull, oof.

But all of the Pierre and Charles being friends since they were tiny lore is adorable!

I'm going to miss Günther so much! (I used to think that someday I would go visit the Haas HQ in North Carolina and...that's no longer something I'm particularly interested in.)

I'm sure I'm not the first to point this out, but I didn't remember the 2018 Toro Rosso car well enough to make the connection, but look at the similarity in the liveries between the 2018 TR and the 2024 VCARB. Obviously not identical, but I like the return of the blue, the red accents, and the silver bull!

Anyways, that's it for now, I hope someone enjoyed this word vomit. It is really interesting going back and watching S1 knowing so much more about the sport, the season, and what's to come. Also interesting how much a lot of the drivers have matured since 2018. I'm sure that happens all the time with drivers who stick around for many years, but this is my first time seeing it.

[rustycottoncandy]

Hey here's an oc ask! How would you introduce Henry to someone who doesn't know em?

And then, how would Henry introduce himself?

HIII THANK YOU!!

Okay so when I introduce him, I usually say that Henry Thomas Davis is, in a nutshell, a 24-year-old man who moved from home recently and is trying to get his life together, kinda. He's quite a pessimistic guy and has a mostly aggressive/mean demeanor when talking to other people, so he's not really the kindest lamb in the herd (I don't think that's an expression, but whatever). And THEN after that, I add that his favorite music band is the Spice Girls.

He can be fun to be around with if he's on your side, though, and will not hesitate before providing you help or advice if you need some.

However, he's prone to acting out of impulse and has a hard time controlling his emotions or understanding what other people might be feeling/putting himself in their shoes. He often lies his way out of trouble and will not question himself before dragging someone else into the lie or doing something that would be of inconvenience to someone else, friends included, if it's for his own benefit.

He is aware that his actions or words may hurt on some occasions, and even though the fact haunts him from time to time, he has yet to try and change his behavior. He's aware that he's not a good person, but he hasn't tried to change yet, which is one of his character flaws.

He does eventually accept help from Ethan James Dawn, who offers to help him become a better person, but mostly to get closer to him, rather than actually work on himself.

You know Cocoa, right? Well, this guy's his owner! He and Ethan found him on a walk through the forest and took him home because the cat wouldn't leave their side. They didn't ask, though, and they live with two other people (who I still have to work more on but shhhh...), one of which is allergic to cats (funny thing, though, the allergic guy, Ryan, loves Cocoa and it's the other guy, Daniel, who has more of a problem with him).

Henry's currently unemployed but has worked at a bakery, at a bar, and at a restaurant. He quit the first two himself and got fired from the last one because of multiple reasons. He was a cook in all three establishments.

In relation to the previous fact, this guy absolutely adores cooking. His favorite dish to make is soup, although pancakes and apple pies follow closely.

Something else he really likes, which just like the Spice Girls fact seems unlikely, is singing. He's always loved to, and is, actually, pretty good at it! A group of friends and he like to hang out at a Karaoke-Singing place next to his hometown, funny enough. Only Ethan knows that, though.

^ That and musicals. He's a sucker for musical theater.

Something important about him is that he barely sleeps (hence why his eyebags look the way they look), since he feels like he loses a lot of time doing so. Instead, he pretty much runs on coffee. Black coffee, specifically, with lots of sugar. He loves sugary stuff.

In case he DOES fall asleep, though (either it's because he's with Ethan or has spent too long without drinking coffee), he'll be almost impossible to wake up. Like, unless you're ripping his arm off or scooping his eyes or something, you'll never get him out of his slumber until he wakes up himself.

So far, he's owned three pets: Jennifer, a white cat; Phill, a hedgehog, and Cocoa, who you already know.

He's my favorite OC and someone I really like to make fun of and draw ^^ he was created around January of 2022, so he's nearly two years old.

As for how he would introduce himself, he'd likely just say his name and not go into much detail.

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#ERROR

[This might be part of my AU but I haven't decided yet so...Enjoy! And thank you @leekeira for the prompt! Also, I think you can tell I had a lot of fun with this one :) ]

The darkness ahead was familiar to him. Whenever he looped there would be a period of rest in the inky abyss, while the next loop was prepared for him to enter. It had taken a bit to get used to, but now he was no longer bothered by having to wait like an immaterial little ball of something. That was what his soul looked like, he had concluded. It was actually kinda funny to try to move around and change his shape, like trying to shape hardened honey, he never could stay in one shape for long, but it was fun to try nonetheless.

This time, however, his space wasn't empty. Intruder! was the first thought that flared in his mind, but he quickly stumped the irrational anger down. This was something that had never happened before.

Tentatively, he reached towards the glowing blob hovering a little ways away from him. It flinched away, but that didn't deter him from trying to touch it again. A small blue tendril brushed across the little green light. Warmth bloomed over Danny's soul in a way he had never experienced before, and he quickly retracted the tendril. If he would've been able to speak he would've tried to interact with the strange new soul in a way that would probably allow him to gather more information, but as he was there was nothing he could do but touch.

The surface of the blob rippled like a puddle, and Danny watched fascinated as the little soul tried to clumsily gather a portion of itself and reach toward him. The motion strangely reminded him of a child trying to imitate its parents.

Before he had the chance to prod and poke more at the newcomer, the world exploded in light and he found himself laying on his bed like a starfish.

"Well, that was new..." Danny rubbed at his forehead, already reflexively looking around the room, trying to spot a calendar.

Instead, his eyes settled on a picture of him and a person he didn't recognize. In fact, when he tried to look closer at the framed picture, the person's face seemed to be blurred, alongside with any distinguishing features.

"What the hell?!" He rubbed his eyes until they stung, but nothing changed.

This loop included what he could only guess to be a sibling, whose face he couldn't see for one reason or another. He gave a long-suffering sigh. Brilliant, that was exactly what he needed, an anomaly! As if looping through different versions of his life wasn't weird enough anyway.

"Daniel, come to breakfast!" His mother's voice came a bit muffled from the other side of the door.

It was going to be okay. He would just act natural. It wasn't like having a sibling was so odd, besides, they couldn't possibly have their face blurred out like that in real life.

...

Good news: he could see their face.

Bad news: whenever he tried to remember it got blurred again.

So not really the best situation, but at least there was no way to lose them in a crowd when they kinda had a cloud for a head.

Apparently, they were just as bewildered as him, judging by how they tried and failed, to hide little slip-ups and awe-filled looks sneaking in his direction when they thought he wasn't looking. Just plain brilliant!

Danny made a mental to-do list as the tree ate the most awkward and fake family breakfast in history. Interrogating the new sibling was at the top of said list and he was already planning on how to proceed with it after eating. They had a lot of explanations to give, and he would make sure to squeeze every single bit of information out of them.

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He could understand dimensional traveling. Weird name his mind could process but his mouth couldn't say like "(Y/N)" (he just defaulted to calling them Wynn) was stretching it, but still understandable. Finding out that he was a fictional character from a webtoon series that was currently looping through time at the behest of a deranged fanfic author was what sent him over the edge.

Worst of all, for whatever reason, he believed them.

Danny downed all the alcohol he could get his hands on that night. It just wasn't worth trying to process that sober.

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They figured out a system of sorts. Now, if only Wynn could stick to that bloody system FOR ONE DAY!

The menace that was his little sibling was not only an apparent magnet for trouble but also somehow got themselves stuck in the loops with him. Daniel began debating the merits of a vacation after the third person he had to stop from hitting on them and seriously considered murder after the eight. Whatever shitty dimension-time traveler aura they had attracted the worst types towards them, including but not limited to his schoolmates, various gangsters, and several unsavory characters the likes of Gun and Goo.

At least they were supportive of him and Jay, going as far as to explain to their increasingly bewildered big brother about the entire fandom that had been created around their relationship. They called it a ship, and named it Janiel?! The looper was hovering between mortified and oddly satisfied. In a weird way, it pleased him that people saw a fictional him and Jay (with who apparently he didn't have an official relationship in this webtoon????? Like?!?!) and decided 'yes, these go well together and we will now worship this pairing'.

The mind-fuck he got from learning that didn't disappear for a few weeks when Wynn revealed yet another concept that sent his brain into overdrive so hard he almost completely forgot about 'Janiel'. (He also almost got into an alcohol-induced coma because of it, but I digress.)

AO3 Lookism smut. Online...steamy...pieces about his universe...

That was another wild WILD ride that he didn't care to repeat.

[mirrorball-leclerc]

track 003. i know places

─── ❝ love's a fragile little flame, it could burn out ❞ ───

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JULY 2016

daniel knew it wasn't going to be easy, she was having a pretty shitty year and he hoped she would at least talk to him. they were friends because of max and mae but they had no other reason to talk to each other. mae and max were what united them, without them they had nothing. daniel had gotten over his celebrity crush on her once they'd managed to hold a conversation, he preferred her friendship over looking like a starstruck fool. although, that celebrity crush had quickly turned into something more real. daniel found himself with stupid butterflies in his stomach anytime she was so much as near him.

his plan of not looking like a starstruck fool was quickly thrown out the window when he realized he stupidly felt something more for her. he didn't even know how it happened, one day she had just looked at him and boom, the stupid butterflies were there. it was just a crush he told himself, it would go away because there was no one in hell someone like daphne jones would go for a guy like him. it was heartbreaking to want something that you couldn't have, especially when said person was dating someone else.

he found himself smiling softly as he noticed max and carlos showed their support daphne during what was probably one of the worst moments of her career. daniel had tweeted about his support for daphne but that felt like it wasn't enough. he should be doing more for his friend, god, he wished there was more he could do. the back and forth texting in their groupchat went on for a while before conversation was abruptly cut short due to them threatning violence.

before he could even stop himself daniel found himself pushing the little call button next to daphne's name. he prayed she wouldn't answer so he wouldn't have to make a fool of himself, but fate didn't seem to be on his side.

“hello?” daphne softly answered and daniel felt like such an idiot because she was clearly crying.

“hi,” he answered, “um… are you okay? how are you? and please don’t lie, i know i would be in distress if this were happening to me.”

“i’m- i don’t know how i’m feeling. i want to punch someone but i also just want to curl up in a ball and cry.”

“seems like a normal way to be feeling,” daniel softly chuckled, “but mentally, how are you feeling? do you need anything?”

“i just- i- i need someone to talk to me. i don’t feel like doing much talking.”

“i can do that for you,” daniel replied, “i got a week off from racing so i haven’t been doing much. i got lunch with max yesterday, he’s so in love with your sister. don’t tell her i told you but he’s thinking of asking her to move in with him. i was thinking of getting a pet but then i realized that im never home so the poor thing would be alone all of the time. a few friends tried setting me up on a date but i rambled way too much and she didn’t like that. i also didn’t like her.”

“why not?” daphne questioned.

daniel shrugged before realizing daphne couldn’t see him, “i don’t know, she just didn’t seem like the type of person i could date.”

“who could you date?” daphne didn’t even know why she was asking. she wasn’t looking for a relationship but she wanted to know. daniel ricciardo seemed like the type of person she could fall in love with.

“i’m thinking blonde, has a penchant for writing heartbreak songs, pop star, absolutely loves cats, currently being hated by the entire internet.”

daphne laughed, “very funny ricciardo.”

daniel laughed, but he knew there was some truth to his words. so he did the best thing he could think of, he changed the subject,“if mae moved to monaco would you move with her?”

“maybe, it’d be nice to get away from new york for a while. i just wouldn’t have an apartment there.”

“you can stay with me, i have the extra space,” daniel offered, “until you find an apartment that is. i’m hardly home so it’d be like you’re living alone. besides monaco’s better than new york.”

daphne laughed again, “i’ll think about it danny. although, i doubt monaco is better than new york.”

“daph, we’re near the ocean! what’s better than that?”

“you do realize what lives in the ocean right? sea urchins!”

“oh my god!” daniel loudly laughed, “i promise to protect you from any sea urchins you ever encounter in monaco.”

“this isn’t funny ricciardo! it’s a completely rational fear!” daphne shouted back.

“no, it isn’t. spiders are a rational fear, sea urchins aren’t. it’s insane that you’re afraid of them.”

“i could lose a foot! or an arm!”

“no, you wouldn’t!”

a soft meow interrupted daphne from replying, “i have to go, my children are demanding i feed them. can we talk later?”

“yeah,” daniel answered, “we can talk later. go feed your starving children.”

“bye!” daphne shouted, “meredith no!”

daniel laughed as daphne ended the call. he sighed, looking for something new to do. maybe he should clean his kitchen but that task felt lit should be left for later. so instead he decided to take nap, he would clean the kitchen when he woke up. for now, his nap was the best choice he could make for himself.

SEPTEMBER 5TH, 2016

i'm not exactly hearing any crying. are you sure you two broke up?

daniel, i’m sure we broke up. things just weren’t working out between us. it’s not like i haven’t gone through this before.

but you said you loved him? personally, i would be crying.

i think i loved the idea of him. of having someone there for me. i don’t think i loved him. and you’re always crying, you’re a very emotional person.

hmm, movie and wine?

depends on the movie? please tell me we are not watching a romance movie

i was thinking cars or finding nemo. no love movies. unless it's tangled.

i’m in

get out here crazy cat lady! bring the children!

SEPTEMBER 28TH, 2016

neither of them was sure when things had changed between them, but they had. maybe it was after another night of ice cream, wine, and tangled. tangled had been their go to movie since daphne had moved in. they didn’t know what it was about the movie that captivated both of them but it had and it seemed like the one constant in their lives. in their lives that were constantly changing and so fast paced it felt nice to slow down for a couple hours and watch a children’s movie together. maybe that was what had changed between them, they had become each other’s refuge from the outside world.

if you were to ask daniel when things between him and daphne had changed he would tell you it happened when daphne moved in with him. it had been a joke at first but when she asked him if his offer was still standing he couldn’t say no. it had been a surprisingly easy transition for both of them, including the two cats.

daphne on the other hand would tell you that things between her and daniel ricciardo had always been different. daphne had friends she reached out to but none like daniel. daniel riccardo had been someone she hadn’t seen coming, that much had been obvious by her current song writing. she didn't even know when she had irrevocably fallen for daniel but she had and she wasn't sure she ever wanted to change that.

which was how they found themselves in their current predicament, it wasn't really predicament but daphne was at a loss with what to do. daphne had lost a bet with daniel and now she found herself in malaysia awaiting the up coming grand prix. daniel sat next to her on the couch as the two watched tangled together. if they're hands were slightly touching and nearly intertwined, that was nobody's business but their own.

suddenly, as flynn rider climbed the tower during the final act of the movie, daniel spoke up, "have you ever thought about it?"

"about what?" daphne questioned, as she sat up, turning to face him.

"us, together, i mean," daniel replied, sitting up properly, averting his eyes, "i mean, i had someone ask me if we were dating and it just got me thinking. we're practically are dating, we live together and everything."

"i mean- i don't- who asked you this?"

"doesn't matter," daniel quickly replied. daphne stared at him, "okay, sebastian did, but that's not important, have you?"

daphne got the feeling there was more to that but she preferred to divert the conversation from her, "well, have you?"

"all the time, everyday since we met. i've had a crush on you since i was 15, and that was like as a celebrity crush. a proper one that made me feel like i was back in high school? since the day we met."

this time daphne was the one who averted her eyes, "i've got a history of things ending sadly," she whispered.

"i don't care," he replied, “i want this. i want you. i want your midnights. i want it all with you for as long as you’ll let me.”

“what if we crash and burn?”

“then we crash and burn, at least we tried.”

she looked him in the eyes and noticed no regret in his words. daniel looked like he had been waiting for this moment his entire life. he hadn't hesitated to tell her what he wanted, and that spoke about how he wanted this, he wanted her.

there would be no regrets tonight, he decided, “is it ok if i kiss you?” he whispered.

“i would like that very much,” daphne replied.

daniel tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, placing a hand underneath her chin, pulling her closer. his hesitation was obvious, maybe daphne had misread the signs and he was simply playing with her. their lips hovered over each other before barely brushing and he pulled away and daphne huffed, that wasn't even a kiss, it was just lip brushing. she rolled her eyes before grabbing the back of daniel's neck and crashing their lips together. neither knew how long the kiss lasted, only that it wouldn't be their last. they pressed their foreheads, still not ready to put much distance between them.

daniel, still breathless, whispered, "do it again, do it a hundred more times." daphne softly laughed and pressed their lips together for a shorter kiss, which daniel pulled away from first, "me and you?"

"until we crash and burn," daphne answered. daniel laughed, "hopefully never."

"hopefully never," daphne agreed. daniel sealed their promise with a final kiss before pulling daphne to his side, not ready to let it end. he wrapped his arms around her as the movie came to closure with flynn rider and rapunzel getting their happy ending.

“i could totally win the malaysian grand prix now,” daniel joked.

daphne laughed, “i bet you could.”

OCTOBER 2ND, 2016

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daniel ricciardo wins the malaysian grand prix! it's the first red bull 1-2 since 2013!

OCTOBER 23RD, 2016

daniel ricciardo places 3rd at the united states grand prix!

FEBRUARY 2017

IS SHE WHY YOU WON THE MALAYSIAN GRAND PRIX? OH MY GOD! HOW MUCH MORE IN LOVE COULD YOU BE? IT'S SICKENING!!!!!!

HEY! i had just gotten with the girl of my dreams, i was not going to disappoint the race after i had gotten with her.

you got lucky lewis had an engine failure

I WOULD'VE STILL ENDED UP ON THE PODIUM

but you wouldn't have won

YES I WOULD'VE!!! SHUT UP!

you’re acting like a child

¡leclerc-s speaks! daniel ricciardo is back baby! this is cause for a celebration. i'm not entirely sure i love the scene where daniel and daphne eventually get together but this is my attempt at writing one good scene a week.

¡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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The Devil and Daniel Webster

2/2. Part 1

That’s what this story comes down to: the message that a deal with the Devil is understandable, even good, if the right sort of American benefits from it.

And this definition is placed in opposition to the harm that America has done– as if all the rest of our “deals with the Devil” were somehow actually bad, yet doing more of the same is just fine, an it makes money. The act of making money is presented as wholly a matter of "deserving what you've worked for"… despite requiring infernal aid. Which is funny. Because the "deals with the devil" in real life do make money, and not because of a man's hard work. They do result in things like those massacres the story mentions as being somehow contrasted to that everyman ideal. They do result in bigotry and slavery and repression, and those things are furthered by those with money. The talk-radio-esque message of this story, then, prosperity alone is what morality is. That if you did well, it's because you earned it, despite whatever you had to do to get it, and that this is fundamentally different from any actual harm our society does. That those aren't connected. That this is what patriotism is. That resorting to whatever you have to do to “make it” in life (even a deal with the devil) is fine, because if you’re Really American, you’re perfectly moral and the people who Really Mean Well (like Mr. Webster) will come bail you out of any consequences. Because you got the money that self-justified you. Except we won’t. Because progressives and reformers, people with statistics and real plans for change, are trying to help those in need. Not the well-off. Reformers are accused of malicious plots for this. Colleges are accused of “brainwashing” because knowledge can broaden minds. The ones lauded are those with legal skill and education who use it to profit (if not outright harm); those who use it to defend the defenseless are accused of blind foolishness or harmful intent. The moral among us have no power to help. The successful don't have a Devil coming for them; it’s the poor, the shunned, the minority who are persecuted. Heaven forfend you try to actually help those in need in our society: you will be tarnished with the curse-label of activist. By working for a better world, you are only slandered by those who want a status quo for their benefit, at the expense of everyone they can ensnare. If you make waves, you'd best look out for the FBI. There is no devil to come collecting for the rich. He is already there among them. And what if you are someone who's worked very, very hard, only to tread water, as one generally must? This story defends you as the American ideal, even as it suggests that you might need to deal with the Devil to get that money you deserve and that it would be okay if you did. Talk about having the streams mixed. I wonder if this author understood exactly how he displays both the reality and the lie of America in this work. It's a good thing to change your situation, to seek freedom and prosperity, his story says; that is not wrong. But then, it says, sins become righteous in our country’s name. And while giving lip service to historical victims, our author ignores the real moral and economic ills of our society, and the real fate of those who work for a more accepting, more inclusive, more prosperous and free society.

[jeffstincotingz]

Oh. My. Gosh!!!!! Look at what I just found right here:

Here, as you can see, Jeff Stinco is listed on the website called OnThisDay.com, where they have listed him under the August 22, 1978 section underneath "Famous Birthdays".

Sometimes between 2018 or 2019, On This Day listed James Corden next to Jeff Stinco, who is still in the "Famous Birthdays" section for August 22, 1978, and I am supposed to be okay with that? This is not right at all.

Here are the people born on August 22, 1975. Jeff Stinco isn't even listed here, for crying out loud!

Here, they made Jeff's name go up in terms of popularity between him and James Corden. At least they knew something they didn't know about. But they still went ahead and made his year of birth/age incorrect!

Here is a full length version of famous people who were born in August 1975, and Jeff Stinco is not even listed on there, he's listed on the August 1978 section instead! What the firetruck?????

This isn't even funny. This isn't even that funny. This is not funny at all! Is On This Day joking? Do these people know that this is a game? I'm really angry about this. They literally put Jeff Stinco and James Corden right next to each other on the August 22, 1978 section on their website. You can't just put this iconic pop punk king next to some loser who does carpool karaokes for a living on his talk show and who can't act to save his life like that! That's not how it works around here, On This Day!

Here, in the world of Jeff Stinco, you have to at least fucking try to get his year of birth and his age correctly right. 1978 is not the year he was born in!

Jeff Stinco was born in 1975, meaning that he was born around the same time as Charlize Theron (who was born sixteen days before Jeff) and Rodrigo Santoro!

He was not born around the same time as James Corden and Kobe Bryant!

Jeff Stinco and James Corden don't even belong together, and I wouldn't want to believe that a beautiful angelic man like Jeff, would be born around the same time as some slimy slimeball talk show host!

Now what if I changed every single website and told everybody that Jeff Stinco was born in 1975 and that he should've been a Grammy winner, a Oscar winner, a Emmy winner, and also even a Tony winner, to make him become a EGOT at 47 years old?

Now that is some comedy gold right there.

Because Jeff Stinco, Charlize Theron, Sara Ramirez, Mbali Gasa, Sheree Murphy, Shelly Cole, Vera Jordanova, Daniella van Graas, Stéphanie Szostak, Eliza Carthy, Shaniqua Miles, Chynna Clugston Flores, Eicca Toppinen, Kyle Cook, Nick Loeb, Rodrigo Santoro, Casey Affleck, Taika Waititi, Mandy Leigh, Ingrid Rubio, Aryiro Strataki, Chris Nevin, N.D. Kalu, Trevor Pryce, Andy Hallett, Beau Morgan, Kaipo Spenser, Antony Cotton, Jamie McGonnigal, Renate Götschl, Rik Platvoet, Victor Zambrano, Alshermond Singleton, Edgar Renteria, Jimmy van Fessem, Koray Candemir, Jeremy Scott, Mahesh Babu, Mathew James Coad, Mike Lamb, Lise Mackie, Davey von Bohlen, Ronald Clarke, Anders Myrvold, Paul Gaudoin, Raegan Scott, Regan Upshaw, James Carpinello, Jason Gleasman, Joe Perry, Shoaib Akhtar, Mike Vrabel, Viaceslav Ivanovski, Bertrand Berry, Vijay Bharadwaj, Didier Agathe, Felicia Zimmermann, George Stults, İlhan Mansız, Simon Katich, Marcus Mastin, Marianne Garvey, Tracie Thoms, Alicia Witt, Charles Cornelius Smith, Clint Bolton, Robert Enes, Joe Andruzzi, Mark de Vries, Jeremy Horn, Molly Tuter, Petria Thomas, Morgan Ensberg, Shea Seals, Jonny Moseley, Mark Rudan, Gareth Farrelly, Jamie Cureton, Dante Basco, Radhi Jaïdi, Takahiro Suwa, Daniel Harding, James Black, Gaahl, Mase, and Mineiro all share the same birthday month and year as each other.

August 1975.

Is when these people were born.

That.

Just that.

That alone is literally funny.

Jeff Stinco and 81 other famous people were all born on August 1975.

It's way better than just putting Jeff's name up with people like James Corden, Kobe Bryant, Jess Margera, Kel Mitchell, Amber Brkich, and Countess Vaughn, and then claiming that he was born on August 1978, just like them, but he is not.

Holy Zydrunas Ilgauskas and Girmante Vaikute, I am so angry right now. I am so angry at these people and these websites not knowing who Jeff Stinco is and what year he was born in.

If James Corden ever starts doing a carpool karaoke episode with Jeff Stinco when he finally comes back to singing again on his talk show, I will lose my shit at this and there will be h-e-double hockey sticks to pay.

How dare you compare Jeff to that loser who is not a good actor, who is not a good comedian, his jokes are not even that funny, and oh, should I say this, he is terrible to his fans too, may I should say it again for once though?

I got anger management issues about three different things all at once: Jeff Stinco's year of birth and his age not being right by people, images and videos of Britney Spears attending the premiere of Once Upon a Time in Hollywood still being there on her name to this very exact day, and men with beards having no more than over 100,000 tweets to their names on Twitter and they are the ones who are child sex predators who does bad things to children. Those are the real things I am disgruntled about.

You're in a world into not being a Stinc Icon, On This Day. Screw your "accuracies" if you can't get Jeff's age right!

Make Jeff Stinco a singer again, On This Day. You'll get it right soon, you know? And he will get his singing career back and live his life in peace, thank you very much for reading this and goodbye ;)