#re: current rumours

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

Something is rotten in the state of Aston Martin -

[juliamccartney]

💚 famous horror story set in styria LET'S GO 💚

[valyrfia]

I’ve been thinking about it, and I now firmly believe that Charles signed a pre-contract with Red Bull in the week before COTA. Initially, he did it with the intent of putting pressure on Ferrari but then over the course of the triple header he slowly started to realise that maybe honouring that pre-contract MIGHT be his best chance at a WDC. This is heavily reflected in the socials and PR of Red Bull, Ferrari, and Charles himself and ties together all the Lestappen interactions of the past couple of months from Max’s answers at press conferences to the infamous padel date. Buckle up, because it’s going to be a ride.

So I believe to pinpoint the start of the current PR wave/movement that we've coined as Lestappen Gate 2023 we have to look all the way back to Monza. Around Monza, there were numerous rumours that a huge Charles contract renewal was imminent and it was going to be announced, etc. etc. Charles did put these rumours to bed by saying if there were a contract like the one that had been rumoured, he would've signed it immediately. Now, I believe that with Charles confirmed to be unsigned (at around the same time that the George/Lewis and Oscar renewals would've been happening), Red Bull Racing approached Charles to reopen talks.

But I think Charles stalls them, isn't open to talks, until Singapore where Carlos Sainz wins. This throws Ferrari into complete disarray as Fred suddenly can't open talks with Charles as it would then be clear that he will not be re-signing Carlos Sainz. I think it then becomes obvious to Charles and his team that in order for the contract talks to begin they need pressure to negate Santander and the Sainz family breathing down Ferrari's throat. So Charles actively enters talks with Red Bull with the intent of putting that pressure on Ferrari. Also worth noting, Singapore also marked Charles as something special, a generational talent who is also willing to be an exception n2 driver when the team requires it of him, especially when his teammate starts on pole. I think this makes Red Bull even more eager to begin talks with Charles. Interestingly, this is where we get the first Red Bull Lestappen post of this current era, the Lecstappen alert.

This brings us through Suzuka to Qatar, Max winning his 3rd WDC, Charles congratulating him and then effuse about Max and Red Bull in interviews. Seeing the level of success that Max has had is what pushes Charles to decide that he is going to sign a pre-contract with Red Bull for a seat in 2025 because either way, he wins. He either manages to put pressure on Ferrari to get a contract with all the clauses he wants (external brand deals, his own branding, car development to suit him, etc.) OR he gets the MOST talked about seat in F1.

Now this is a key point. I believe the padel date was an excuse to get Max and Charles in the same room. Specifically, for them to have a frank and honest chat about whether they could work as teammates and two n1 drivers on the same team. This is probably the first serious heart to heart that these two have had, which then explains their attitude and closeness in the triple header and them being more ready to be vulnerable and honest with and about each other. Then, in the week before COTA, satisfied that he could be teammates with Max if push came to shove, Charles Leclerc signs a pre-contract with RBR for 2025.

(It's also worth noticing that in the week before COTA, the Lando Norris to RBR rumours and talk noticeably died down, despite Oscar winning the sprint in Qatar).

Now this brings us to COTA, where Charles instantly starts to make PR moves to build a brand for himself. His first big move is signing with WME, a talent agency, and something that Ferrari drivers typically aren't allowed to do. The WME signing solidifies in my mind that a pre-contract exists, because if there is one thing Charles wouldn't do, it's jeopardise his chances of racing in F1. If there's a chance that Ferrari would drop him for this, he just wouldn't do it. However, if he has a guaranteed seat in 2025 no matter the outcome, he would totally do it. It must be said, I believe that Charles is using the pre-contract fully as leverage against Ferrari at this point UNTIL the strategy fuck up. After the strategy fuck up, Charles is noticeably angry and outspoken about it, and Fred starts to freak out a little bit. RBR in the mean time, are starting to try and change the Lestappen narrative from rivals to a duo, with Charles starting to feature heavily on RBR socials.

Moving on to Mexico, Charles does well, considering. But what's important about Mexico is that this is the first time that Charles has truly been treated like a villain by the fans at the track. This is key, not only because of RBR's reaction to it (which I will explore), but also because this is Charles's first taste of what a move to RBR could be like, of what it would feel like were he to become the antihero rather than the golden boy of F1. However, the real clincher is that rather than RBR playing into the narrative of Charles the villain, even despite him literally being involved in the DNF of their own driver (Checo) at his home race, they instead make sure to capture all angles of Charles and Max interacting and one of their own pays special attention to Charles on the podium. In a way, this is the weekend that shows Charles that even though Red Bull and Ferrari are completely different, Red Bull can still be as much of a family to him as Ferrari has been if he wants them to be. Moreso, in fact, considering Ferrari didn't even bother showing up to Charles's P3 podium.

So entering the weekend in Brazil, Charles is pictured wearing his own clothing line that it was rumoured Ferrari forced him to discontinue and Fred Vasseur is starting to get shit scared and starting to talk to anyone from media who will listen about how talented Charles is. Charles does put it on the front row, but there's no real Forza Ferrari about it, and Charles has stopped wearing Ferrari merch in the paddock. A Red Bull employee (Max's PT Brad) is the first person to congratulate Charles on the front row.

Then, the DNS happens. A completely avoidable thing that happened due to Ferrari incompetency, and all hell breaks loose. Charles leaves the paddock before he can finish his Ferrari PR duties like a post-race video, and makes it very clear that he is FURIOUS in all his interviews. Now, laughably, at this point is when Ferrari-Charles contract negations began, or at least, that's what was leaked to the media. In my mind, Charles communicated very clearly to Fred at this point that his pre-contract with Red Bull is a very real threat, and Charles himself is beginning to seriously consider honouring it, and if Ferraro don't get together, they WILL lose their Il Predestinato to Red Bull. At this moment, Fred Vasseur is absolutely terrified. The world is very obviously on Charles's side and sympathetic after the DNS, while being at best apathetic and at worst hostile toward the Scuderia. Meanwhile, Red Bull continue with their Lestappen antics across all social media channel, again publicising the idea that Max and Charles are close and may have once been rivals but are buddies now, like in their tiktok of Max doing the "just an inchident" trend.

Now I haven't mentioned the onboards yet, which were spotted by some eagle eyes fans during the Mexico and Brazil GP weekends, in which Charles's onboard was displayed very clearly alongside their actual drivers, Max and Checo. But the existence of the onboards on the Red Bull pitwall make perfect sense if Charles did sign a pre-contract. Red Bull are gathering data to sway Charles further, almsot a "yeah so here's exactly where Ferrari fucked your race, and here's is what we would've done differently."

The break in the triple header, Charles is noticeably refraining from Forza Ferrari-ing. Rather, he calls the paps on himself on more than one occasion and make sure he is seen with several high profile celebs, strengthening his public image and building his own narrative. Meanwhile, Ferrari is in full damage control mode, taking responsibility for the DNS, acknowledging Charles in a way they haven't fully done since Singapore. There are more leaks of contract negotiations, but Charles does not engage with them. Meanwhile, Red Bull are keeping up their Lestappen propaganda. Charles is making it clear to all parties that this pre-contract that he initially intended to just be a bargaining chip has suddenly become a serious threat to Ferrari.

Finally, this brings us to last weekend, Vegas. Charles, again, refuses to Forza Ferrari. Ferrari PR have put Charles and Red Bull content on absolute LOCKDOWN with not a HINT of Lestappen anywhere, and Max is making comments about the choice of team being important in winning even for generational talents while Charles fidgets and looks away. Fred praises Charles to hell and back again, implying that Charles will obviously be prioritised over Carlos by diminishing Singapore, but in the post-race, Charles still gives nothing. Just a thinly veiled comment about how good it feels to be fighting at the front again. Meanwhile, Red Bull amp up the Charles content even more, even fully posting a picture just of Charles's car. There are also not one, but two questions about Max and Charles's karting past. In discussion with my academic colleagues (@tsarinablogs, @thearchercore, @gaslightgirlsummer (further thanks for all three of them, for entertaining a much rougher draft of this essay a few days ago)), we've talked about the possibility that these questions might have themselves been planted in the media rooms, in order to further cement the idea and control the narrative of Charles and Max, childhood rivals turned dynamic duo. The sort of narrative one might find intriguing around teammates.

So this concludes my essay. I am almost sure that Charles has a pre-contract with Red Bull, which is why he is suddenly so outspoken about the problems and failings of Ferrari. Although this pre-contract originally began as a bargaining chip, I believe that Charles is seriously considering honouring it. Ferrari are desperate, and Red Bull have the upper hand and are starting to pave the way for a media shift in how Charles and Max as a pairing are perceived.

[msfantasy]

The Goblin Knight and his Cry-Baby-Wife

Knight!Goblin x Reader

Summary: A head cannon on the Goblin Knights squires debating

When the Goblin Knight was requested by the Duke of Rox to oversee the intensive camp training of the newest squires for 3 weeks. Rein was all but obliged by his duty to ensure those men had the greatest training regiment.

The Squires currently experiencing hellish training at camp cannot deny that Sir Rein wasn’t taking his duty seriously.

But there is just something incredibly odd in their sour instructors’ demeanour.

During the day, he was nothing but an evil brute, running drill after drill after drill. Only to force the boys into combat for hours on end until he was sufficiently satisfied with their progress.

By night, Sir Rein was a sorrowful looking sap, looking longingly onto the hidden photo pressed into a locket fastened around his neck.

As the nights continued, the squires grew more curious as to what has their cruel instructor looking so pathetic?

A debate sparked pertaining to the contents of the locket when Rein left to bathe in the nearby river.

William: “I suppose the locket could contain a photo of some lass?”

Henry: “I heard rumours that he was allowed to wed a lady of his choosing, perhaps it a photo of her.”

John: “To think some poor gentlewoman was subjected to marry such a heinous looking creature. Rather cruel and unfortunate.”

Richard: “I heard she’s rather happy in their marriage. She must be rather unfortunate looking her self.”

The four squires debate for the next few nights on how ugly Reins wife must be when he parts for the evening to bathe in the river.

John: “If she’s a hunchback- that would certainly squander your marriage prospects. It would explain why she’s happy to be married even if it’s to him.”

William: “She must be blind. Even a hunchback wouldn’t wish to wed someone that looks like him.”

Henry: “He’s left the locket behind this time. Think we should just open it up and look?”

The four squires scramble over each other, to glimpse the woman that has their cold and cruel instructor in such a wayward state.

But with Sir Rein’s return, their opportunity to view the beastly woman who married an ugly harsh monster was squandered.

By the end of training camp, Rein was antsy to leave.

Sir Rein was in a particularly foul mood since the 4 squires were so sore and tired, they moved slower than expected, causing half a days delay.

Rein: “You lot better start moving faster. My wife will be upset if I come back late.”

Richard: “or upset you came back at all.”

The boys snicker but Sir Rein pays no mind to the silly taunts of some young boys. He’s more concerned at being reunited with his pretty little wife.

It wasn’t until they re-enter the grand hall of Duke Rox estate do they hear the sniffling cries of a young woman.

Y/n: “B-b-but he was meant to arrive 7 hours ago!”

The Duke massaged the corners of his temple- quickly growing exhausted from the crying woman.

Duke: “Calm yourself, tardiness is not a reason to deploy a force.”

The 4 squires linger in the background, not quite sure what to do with this most unusual display of drama.

Rein: “My lady.”

Sir Rein greets warmly.

The sniffling woman spins around quickly, her glassy wet eyes are puffy from crying.

Her cheeks and nose blushed with excessive rubbing.

She made quick strides towards Sir Rein who only opens his arms at the crying woman throws herself into his arms.

It’s an odd display.

A pretty, weepy noble woman crying in the arms of a goblin who only came up to her shoulder.

Non-then-less, Rein strokes her head with a slight quirk to his lips.

Duke: “Remind me to never send you on a long quest again. Your wife was being particularly unbearable.”

The four squires are gobsmacked.

To think such a pretty noble woman married such a beastly looking creature and even weeped in his absence.

To miss him so dearly she acted unbearable to the Duke.

They all look at the Goblin Knight.

But the Goblin Knight paid no mind. Only leaving his eyes down casted, fondly watching his cry-baby-wife weep in relief at his return.

[winterarmyy]

Until Then

A series of random Bucky Drabbles that I can't let go but don't have the brain to make the whole complete plot of.

Summary: A mission back in time brought Y/N to an unexpected encounter with the man she fell in love with.

Words: 2.3k++

Pairing: 40s!bucky / avenger!bucky x female!reader

Warnings: melancholy-ish plot line with fluffy ending

Inspiration: "You still would've turn my head, even if we'd met on a crowded street in 1944 and you were heading off to fight in the war" – Timeless (From the Vault) by Taylor Swift

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It was supposed to be a quick in and out mission. Y/N and Tony were sent back in time to 1944; one day before Captain America and the Howling Commandos deployed to their next mission at the Austrian Alps, in Europe.

The duo were supposed to retrieve some lost files regarding Hydra's hidden bunks and labs back in the days. After the fight with Thanos, there were rumours of the re-creation of Project Winter Soldier lead by an organization that once associated with Hydra. So, they need all the information they could get their hands on; including the ones that are lost decades ago.

Unfortunately for them SHIELD used to be shitty at storing physical files back in the days. To be fair they still do, especially now that technology had advanced. Every single information were at the tip of their fingers; from typical criminal records to the name of every single doctor and nurses who were present when the person was born.

They literally have everything. And nothing at the same time.

And honestly, the mission was quick as they predicted. Tony managed to scanned the needed files and some others that he thought would be important. He's extra like that too, which was a plus.

However quick the mission supposed to be, they barely make it though, especially when the guards were suspicious of Tony's apparently "hippie" beard. It was such a shame. So much for dressing up in 40's style. They kind of nailed the outfit and aesthetics, according to Steve anyway.

However, thankfully by the time they got out of the facility they managed fit right in with crowd. The wave of people lead the duo along its current, more and more people joined in to the point that they weren't able to find any quiet place to activate their time device.

"I thought we're still in WWII? Why is there fucking a parade in the middle of the day?" Tony being unapologetically sarcastic as always.

Y/N looked around as she observed, there was couple of people animatedly, albeit, excitedly exclaimed to the streak of success of Captain America and the Howling Commandos in the war.

A little to the right of them, were a group of children who were semi-cosplaying as Captain America and his dream team, passionately play-fighting with the enemies as if they were in a theater performance.

"I guess they're celebrating small wins. Steve and his team did have several successful raids since the battle at Azzano." It was in fact true; what Y/N speculated was exactly the very reason of the current occasion.

Tony simply shrugged as he stretched his neck higher to hopefully find the end the crowd, "Sure, just keep your eyes open for a place to time jump. I don't want to be stuck in the middle of another war." Y/N nodded as she looked around the sides, wondering if there's an empty alleyway that they could use.

The more sketchy looking it was, the better.

The crowd was chaotic with different mix of conversations and cheers; voices intertwining with one another, each sentences criss and crosses into indecipherable storyline. But even then, Y/N could recognized that breathy, slightly giggly laughter anywhere.

Especially when he brushed right by her.

Y/N was well aware of how madly in love she was with Bucky even with the coy cat-and-mouse game they were playing for months. She knew exactly the hold he had on her soul that at some point, she was conviced that he still would've turn her head in any lifetime.

But that idea was only supposed to be one of the secrets in her mind; the thoughts of a hopeless romantic that she was. Certainly, she didn't dreamt of the vision for it come true. But there she was, frozen on her spot when the time stood still on the crowded street in 1944; fortuitously crossing path with man she fell in love with.

There weren't any suitable explanation for this other than it was fate. In that short milliseconds, Y/N saw the resemblance of the sight to a memory of hers in the crowded room a few short years ago; his left arm slung around Steve's neck, letting his weight leaned on his super soldier friend as he let out a hearty laughter.

There were only slight difference from what she saw before and what she currently seeing; Bucky wore an all black suit at that party, now he's wearing his military uniform in a parade. Bucky was dead drunk on Asguardian mead that night, now he's as sober as a soldier deprived of liquor. Bucky's left hand was adorned with high-tech vibranium metal, now that very hand was still made of flesh and blood, still alive.

During that brief moment of revelation, she truly believed that they were supposed to find this.

Whatever this is supposed to be; Fate? Love? Both? She was not sure either.

She was so stuck on holding her gaze on his back as the young soldier walked a few steps away from her that she didn't notice how the people in the surge glared at her unmoving state or how she had been astray from Tony.

Well, at least it only lasted until someone bumped into her and she staggered backwards, inevitably fell on the ground.

Y/N groaned but quickly patted her pockets to find her time device was still there. I mean, she can never be sure if it was just an accident that she fell or someone intended to distract her while pick-pocketing her belongings.

Though other people would probably already stood on  their feet but Y/N was still on the dusty road, as she was busy recollecting her mental state rather than her physical.

That was when a calloused hand reached out to her, offering a kind help.

She didn't think twice to take his hand, let alone looking up at his face when she gripped it tight enough to make a solid foundation to push herself against the gravity, "Oh dear me! Thank you so much, sir. I really..." She lost her momentum when she met the pale blue of his eyes, "...appreciate it." She ended the sentence breathlessly.

It's Bucky. Her brain tried to let her process the thought. It was not her Bucky but still... it's Bucky. Her eyes then fell to where their skin touched. Warm and gentle. His left hand felt the exact same as his right. It made her to cave in the urge to hold it a little longer, to savour the memory of what it could've been; not that she weren't fond of his vibranium arm but curiosity can be such a fickle thing.

Bucky smiled, "Glad to help, my lady." And oh dear does he smiled effortlessly, freely; as if he knew he deserved to feel joy in his life.

Even if she didn't want to, she had to let go of his hand after a few seconds too long of holding it when she was already up and ready to go. She returned his smile though her heart was barely tough enough to stop the spreading of its cracks, "Really, I can't thank you enough."

In reality, it was probably unnecessary to thank him that much for helping her to get back on her feet, but Y/N wasn't really thanking him just for that.

Unbeknownst to him, she was thanking him for not holding back a smile, for not overthinking about the things he might have done to draw a conclusion that he was undeserving have the luxury to smile, for unapologetically just living the life he supposed to have.

She thanked him for it.

Bucky chuckled amusingly as he slightly titled his head to the side. A charming pull on the corner of his lips revealed a smile that could swoon anyone on sight, especially her.

"Well, we're having a little party tonight before deploying to Europe tomorrow. So, maybe you can thank me by letting me bring you to the dance? How about that, doll?" She almost forgot that Steve was there next to him, until Bucky references the word "we".

And especially when his words might just pulled Y/N's heartstrings in ways that she could never thought someone could do. It was awfully slow, almost too delicate of a pull, but each inches of it pained her deeply.

If it was up to her, she would've said yes a million times over but she knew she can't. And the voice in her earpiece reminded her of it, "Y/N, we gotta go." Tony urged as he watched her from the corner of the street.

Y/N tried her best not let her facial expression flatter, "Unfortunately, I can't. I'm going back to my hometown today." It wasn't exactly a lie when she made that excuse.

"Ohh, I see. You're not from here, huh?" Bucky was very honest as his reaction clearly showed his disappointment. Though not at her, just at the situation.

Her brows briefly crunch into an apologizing plead before she boldly grabbed him by the collar of his uniform, slightly pulled him down to her level, while the other hand cupped one side of his face.

She tiptoed herself upwards as she pressed a firm yet sweet kiss on the smooth skin of his cheek and whispered against it, "But, I hope this would do."

Lost for words, heck, Bucky was lost for thoughts. What was left was his own heart thumping hard and loud that he bet Steve can hear it from where he was standing. His cheeks became warmer by the second and the redness spreads even to the tip of his ears.

Of course he had his cheek kissed before, but not like this. None of them felt like this. They were always too fast, too hasty.

Hers was different. It lingered a little longer, gently leaving her imprint on him. He can feel her grip on his collar, the stroke of her thumb on his cheek and of course the soft pressure of her lips on the other side of his face. He could everything so particularly.

Bucky was rendered speechless even after she pulled her lips away; it was too soon for his comfort. Eyes wide open, his lips slightly parted as he let himself lost in the pleasant surprise.

He thought she would parted herself and ran away feeling embarrassed, but she did the very opposite. Y/N lead his forehead to lean on hers, tip of their nose grazed, and her lips hovered above his.

So close, yet refused to merge with one another.

Y/N whispered quietly, as if she was talking to herself, "You'll be fine, James. You'll find home in the future. I promise."

Her voice trembled as Bucky just noticed how wet her eyes were becoming. With that amount of tears in them, he wondered if her sight were all blurry now.

Y/N took in a shaky breath before continuing, "You just need to survive the winter and trust me at the end of that season, you'll reach the sun again." Her thumbs softly traces his cheeks as she spoke.

Bucky didn't quite understand what she was saying but if he loosely translate it, it would mean that 'she believed that he'll be back soon after the war'. But then again, he felt like there were some major things that was missing from the context that he came up with.

Y/N's earpiece send another transmission of Tony's voice, "Okay, seriously. Come on, Juliette. Your other Romeo is waiting for you." She couldn't help but to smile as she closed her eyes, letting the excess tears fall down to her cheeks.

She didn't want to say goodbye, as she knew that this was not where their story ends, at least not his; that's for sure. So, she simply smiled up at him with a reassuring look in her eyes before stepping back. She then, briefly turned her attention to the dumbfounded Steve, gracing him with a similar smile before walking away.

It was just a few steps away when her hand was caught in between someone's, "Hey!" Y/N looked over her shoulder to see Bucky; wide eye, blinking in disbelief and blushing red, all at the same time, "WiIl... Will I see you again?" He asked, though hesitant; wondering if he was being rude.

Compared to what she had done to him, he was just being too polite.

Y/N chuckled dearly, "Of course." Then she replied confidently, "I owe you a dance after all." Her lips parted into a cheeky grin.

Bucky let out a sharp relieved sigh as his lips mimic hers, "I'll look forward to it, doll." He slightly bowed as his hand pulled hers closer to his lips, "Until then." He placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand as his gaze remained on hers.

Apparently, it was Y/N's turn to blush to his antics. She stepped back shyly as her cheeks brightens before scurring away. Maybe, Bucky was right with his prediction prior. She did ran away feeling embarrassed after all.

She jogged towards the next corner of the street, meeting up with Tony. The older might have eyeing her in a teasing manner, but his smirk was the biggest giveaway. Y/N simply rolled her eyes, even if her lips maintained its shape from the aftermath of her encounter with Bucky.

As they entered deeper into the alleyway, Tony spoke, "I gotta admit, young terminator was a hottie. Not hotter than me, of course." he claimed.

Y/N frowned, letting out a scoff, "What do you mean "was"? He still is." Call it bias, but at least she was telling the truth.

Tony shrugged, "Meh. Would argue to differ. But, whatever that floats your boat, I guess?" Tony sassed as they clicked on the time device at the same time, revealing a swirlling portal, in front of them.

Y/N quirked her brow, her hands on her hips, "You're just jealous that he aged like a fine fucking wine and you don't." She purposely challenged his ego.

Tony dramatically rolled his eyes, "Please. He wishes." He walked into portal with an attitude, making Y/N laughed at his childish acts.

She looked back at the alleyway one last time and reminisce the last moments of a past that she never belong in. As she walked into the portal, she thought that maybe, it's time to pay her debt to Bucky.

End.

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A/N: The start of bucky drabbles because why not. This is considered a drabble for me because i feel like there's lack of story building. But, you tell me. And did you enjoy it?

[celticcrossanon]

I'm curious what the obstacle/s blocking Harry from returning to the UK could be. Is it he would have to leave Meghan behind and/or file for divorce? Or is Harry ready to divorce but William is blocking Harry's return to the BRF and thus that's why Harry is putting this PR stuff? It's kind of hard to figure that 1 out when you have Harry and the King and Fleet Street all putting out PR that Harry wants to return home to the BRF.

Hi Nonny,

It is very hard to figure out who is pushing what narrative,

My take on the situation is as follows: Harry wants to come back, step back into his role as a working royal, have all his perks and patronages returned to him, and just pick up his old life as if nothing has happened and he didn't make his grandparents suffer emotionally and fill their last days with stress, as if he didn't violate his family's privacy in his book, as if he hasn't spent the last 7 years accusing them of the vilest things, as if he didn't say the British public were all racist, etc. Just come back and carry on, in a higher position than before as he is now the King's son, no apology necessary. He may also be planning to slide Meghan back in with him.

William has said the equivalent of "Over my dead body". This is important because the general public follow William's lead, so if Harry is to be accepted back into the royal fold then William has to be seen to support this, and William is not having it.

The King was saying that he won't meet with Harry and wishing him a good life overseas while at the same time putting out trial balloon articles about Harry returning, supporting Archewell by a link on the royal website, not removing Harry from the website etc. He is sending out mixed messages. At the moment he seems to be following the narrative of 'not seeing Harry for legal reasons', which gives him a valid excuse to avoid his son. Whether that would still be happening if there were no legal issues involved, or whether he would be all for welcoming Harry back, I'm not sure.

Someone is currently putting out articles that appear to be designed to rehab Harry's public image by reminding people of how he was a 'hero' in the past, his links with veterans, how much good he did as a royal etc. It's not working.

The royal rota are all for Harry returning and then getting their access to the BRF back via Harry (plus the drama will make for good clickbait articles).

I think there is too much stuff that would come out in a divorce that would involve Harry for him to initiate proceedings, but you never know with him - he's not exactly known for logical thinking and forward planning.

Mixed in with this we have the increased articles about the Children in the press, hinting that something might possibly be coming out about them. There was an old rumour that Harry was supposed to publicly confess about the kids as part of a big rehabilitation plan, but he backed out of doing it, so that might be in play as well.

There is also all the stuff that we don't know about re both Meghan and Harry bullying staff and any shady stuff (financial or otherwise) they are involved in, plus the P. Diddy legal case and Harry's involvement.

[vamos-chilli]

we are one full week into february let’s review

FEB 1

rumours circulate that hamilton is leaving mercedes for ferrari . sky sports pick up on this and broadcast it as if official leading to carnage in the f1 community . an emergency mercedes team meeting at 2pm gmt. hamilton signs contract with ferrari that day . it’s announced at 7pm that hamilton will take the 2025 seat for ferrari racing alongside charles leclerc .

carlos sainz is currently unemployed for 2025 .

FEB 2

people start speculating the mercedes seat will go to valterri bottas who had posted an instagram story in brackley a few days prior

redbull is not an option for sainz 2025 seat

rumours circulate of an offer from red bull to alex albon

Haas reveal their 2024 livery

FEB 3

The Albon to red bull rumours were false

suzuka re-signs, japanese grand prix extended until 2029

(nothing rlly happened feb 4 ? )

FEB 5

christian horner is under investigation by red bull

williams drops their livery

stake f1 suits are leaked and they look ugly

stake f1 livery drops

christian horner is allegedly encouraged to resign from RBR

singapore gp has to review its deal with f1 amidst a corruption scandal

sprint rules are tweaked for 2024 season

FEB 6

stake f1 team go under investigation after revealed that title sponsor stake does not have a license to operate in switzerland, home country of sauber

2 fia employees heavily involved with f1 leave the organisation during an alleged exodus of staff

FEB 7

stake were allegedly removed as a sponsor from the sauber team

alpine drop their livery

this is like a whole seasons worth of dts but it’s only noon on the 7th so hold out for more news probably

[sheyfu]

⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ HEY, HEY, FIREFLY!

𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾: 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍, 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗒

𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: [𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉] 𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅!𝗌𝖺𝖾 𝗑 𝖿1 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋!𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗏𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗅!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

— 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽. 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗐𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗌, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽.

𝗎𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽𝗎𝗅𝖾: 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗒, 12 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 (𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽𝗎𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝖾 23 𝗈𝗇𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌. 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗂 𝗐𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍!)

𝖼𝗐: 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀; 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾; 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗍 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌 (?); 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 😓😓; 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 😭😭; 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾!

𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾: 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 ‘𝖦𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖢𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁!’ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 '𝖫𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖶𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽'; 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾, 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉; 𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺 1 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅-𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿1 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 🤞🤞; 𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖭𝖮𝖳 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖻𝗎𝗍, 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾! 𝖲𝖮 𝖸𝖴𝖯𝖯𝖯; 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 (𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺) 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 💛💛

𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗉𝖺𝖽! @/𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌

preamble. The Firefly’s Ascent [wc: 275] 

In which we witness the birth of a firefly.

I. In the Hands of the World

As Y/N Vettel gets offered a contract from the Mercedes-AMG PETRONAS F1 Team themselves, she doesn’t hesitate to sign it. Yet it’s only her first race and she's already cost the team multi-million mistakes. 

II. The Flight of the Bumblebee

A global epidemic hits and the current grid is obligated to stay in their homes. People expect the young woman’s skill to decline, but they’re in for a surprise at the 2020 Austrian Grand Prix.

III. Their World in Her Hands

Rumors of Sebastian Vettel's retirement spread like a wildfire. Y/N Vettel confronts her brother, only to be faced with the harsh truth.

IV. Hope is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like me to Have

Y/N Vettel struggles to keep up after losing the one thing she was racing for. 

V. Girl Crush!

A spontaneous meet-up with her grid friends leads to a fated crossing between two athletes.

VI. Let me into Your World

As the ball game concludes, the grid gets a chance to meet the members of Re Al.  

VII. Come into my World

With a certain midfielder refueling her love for her sport, she's ready to announce her return. 

VIII. Monza, Please Love me Back

While the world tries to swallow her, she rises to the top.

IX. Chequered Goal

Rumours grow between two fabled athletes. Yet, they only seem to care about their results—and secretly, each other.

X. More than Friends, Less than Lovers

In which the world finds out about Y/N Vettel’s motivation, starting a heated discussion amongst their fans. Meanwhile, the pair in question wonders what they are.

bonus. The Time I Win the World Once More

After six years of twists and turns, Y/N Vettel is determined to win the world once more in her last season. 

[socialitesleuth]

It seems Valentines Day has brought out much speculation, information and discussion on many famous faces - yours is no exception!

As such a prevalent and active member of London’s most prestigious social elite, one would have assumed your father would have stepped in to ensure you had a romantic match fit for high aristocratic high society. It is interesting, given recent gossip. Perhaps he has? Perhaps with someone rather a more suitable fit the daughter of Lord Creighton-Ward than… an American billionaire nepo-baby hippie, riding on the coattails of his famous name and with little else to contribute?

Surely a realistic and more sensible prospect, closer to home, within London’s highest fliers will yet emerge to pick up the pieces? Only time will tell.

Oh, my PR is going to boil me alive for this response, but buttons have been pressed.

I'm assuming you're with the tabloid press too. They seem eager to develop some sort of bizarre narrative with what they think is going on with my love life (not to mention everyone else too) and this fits the bill nicely.

I would like to know exactly what has been said regarding my name and exactly where these ridiculous rumours are coming from, but I doubt you'd offer up a credible source.

Because you don't have one.

Because that is all they are - ridiculous rumours. So allow me to use this time to clear some up for you.

Firstly, my father has not and will never arrange a marriage with me that fits "society". We're not in the 1800s anymore. My father is a man who knows his daughter can happily choose her own match, if a match is what she wants, and will not push her into some sort of "suitable" marriage for the sake of image.

Secondly, who said my prospects are currently "unrealistic"? You? Or was it whoever your source is? You might want to get yourself a better, more reliable person for the job. They're clearly feeding you lies.

And thirdly... I can assure you, anonymous-ne'er-do-well-probable-journalist, that an "American billionaire nepo-baby hippie, riding on the coat-tails of his famous name and with little else to contribute" is the one of the falsest descriptions I think I have ever heard given. You're clearly someone who undervalues the work International Rescue do. They contribute far more to this planet than most people back home in London I know combined.

Re-compose yourself, Penny. Don't let them get to you.

You were right about one thing, Anon. Time will tell... It will tell you that all this gossip was completely false.

[thearchercore]

omg… re: the charles like, i’m just giggling at how petty it is. (imo at least) this is a direct response to ferrari leaking the news about his contract negotiations, like a “hey look at how well max and i look together haha (threatening)” and i love it 😭😭😭 (again imo) its completely undeniable now that charles is using lestappen for leverage in his negotiations and im glad hes dispelling the no backbone rumours!!

thank u and everyone else involved for the lestappen gate tag btw! you have me fully onboard 🫶🫶

NO BUT LIKE -- the implications of this

you have to understand, charles likes to play subtle PR games. at the beginning of the year, the charles to merc rumours were emerging and he managed to respond by liking 3 separate tweets about staying with ferrari to shut them down.

now, fast forward to november, charles to rbr agenda is LOUD. ferrari is leaking information about contract negotiations to possibly (and dare i say unsuccessfully) increase public pressure on charles to renew his contract. they even mention in the leaks that he does not have many other options outside of ferrari which is a lie -- red bull publicly voiced interest in him and charles definitely works with multiple plans, so again, this is just them manipulating the narrative

after his crash on sunday, all eyes are on charles and what he says, what's his next move. and what does he do? likes a freaking lestappen edit on main. an edit where a clip of a ferrari car cuts into a clip of an rbr car. this ferrari -> red bull transition may be charles' way to hint at the current contract rumours.

and in a way it's genius, it's not too loud to get a call from ferrari pr to unlike it (like the previous tweets he had to unlike) but also gets the message across.

one thing about charles, he will be smart about his messaging online and we're just witnessing his first choice to speak up after sunday in his own way.

ALSO BEAR IN MIND -- charles is rn in LA for something regarding his WME contract, he's making moves faster like no one else atm

[yansimstorythatiwillnotworkon]

Horo Guramu

Name: Horo Guramu

Gender: Male

Class: 3-1

Club: Science

Persona: Teacher’s Pet

Reputation:

Overall: +40

Liked: +10

Respected: +100

Feared: +10

Crush: Maka Tansei

Strength: Very Weak

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As far as we know, Horo is a pervert who studies holograms with the hopes of being an even bigger pervert? That's all well and good, or it would be if that wasn't his only personality trait. From how he's written now (or how he lacks writing, should I say), him being a pervert is completely irrelevant information.

Not only irrelevant, but it really just makes him unlikable and shallow. So, similar to a handful of the other students I've re-written thus far, I put some more character to him.

Horo Guramu is not a pervert, or should I say, he isn't currently a pervert. In his middle school days, he had a horrible habit of making his stupid teenage hormones public knowledge. Oftentimes, he would compare his classmates to adult actresses and pretend that shallow, superficial rumours were fact and explained such to his classmates as well.

His behavior, unbeknownst to him, was very wrong and constantly complained about via his classmates. Or at least, the classmates who didn't want to hear more petty "facts" from him. The school likely brushed it off as "boys being boys" and refused to actually discipline him, which caused his behavior to continue.

The only time he was actually stopped was when his homeroom teacher heard about these complaints and explained to him just how horrible his habits were. He was likely the only male who said this, since the others were classmates who wanted to hear more from Horo or other teachers who simply didn't care.

Eventually, this explanation and further future scolding helped it dawn on Horo just how disrespectful he'd been being. He's since stopped, but the rumours and some hate from previous classmates haven't died down at all and carried into his reputation to Akademi.

(For some reason, I dislike how Horo came out. It might be something about the eyes. It makes him look more soft rather than "cold" or "unfeeling", which was what I was going for. 🤔)

[mistycreativelilacs]

Thawing of A Heart Pt.3

Authors note: what’s this? Not me updating this fic three years later.

Whoops ¯\_(ツ)_/¯… Anyway here’s the (maybe) long awaited third part filled with tension and plot twists.

Content warning: Violence, gun use, references to castration, references to mental health, use of the word crazy, mild angst, mentions of character deaths, Peacemaker exists (rip to people who like him)

Pt.1 (x) Pt.2 (x)

You’re lost in the ever-changing branches of Rick’s timelines when Cleo nudges you. Your eyes sweep the plane, unable to stop the pang of longing for your old team. The pang turns to a dull ache in your chest as you attempt to block the visions of your friends' flickering timelines. If you were going to be any use to them, you’d need to re-adopt the Ice Queen persona you’d had when you started this job five years ago.

“So how does Bruce Wayne’s eldest charity case end up working with a bunch of second-rate criminals?” Bloodsport interrupts your pondering. He’d been watching you since the debrief, eyes trained on you like a puzzle he wasn’t quite sure he wanted to solve. You could imagine what Harl’s would have to say if she were here.

‘Ooooh, looks like someone’s got themselves a shiny new criminal admirer. Should I lick you to show him you’re already claimed?’ Said in the world’s worst stage whisper to garner Flags attentions. Subtlety and Harley were not synonymous, and no one cared more about the pseudo-relationship between yourself and Flag then your self proclaimed ‘BFF’. She’d expressed her feelings on the matter several times over the years. Your favourite instance being several months ago, during one of your last missions with the team. You and Flag had been arguing about sending you in to get information from the target when Harley sauntered over wicked grin on her face. ‘You twos should just relieve this obvious tension already. Seriously, here’s a broom closet. Go at it, for the good of the team.’ Manic smile still firmly on her face as she attempted to drag you into said closet.

“I believe the words you meant to say, Sergeant Dubois is ‘Bruce Wayne’s eldest child’. To which I’d have to say we have more of a sibling relationship. Not that it’s any of your business.” You hold his gaze. “As for joining the squad?” You shrug, “Wrong place at the right time.” He quirks his brow clearly unamused.

“I haven’t been a Sergeant in a long time.”

“And just what would you call your current roll here?” You gesture around the plane while he glares at you. The corner of your mouth twitches against your will.

“Waller evidently had been keeping tabs on me, due in part to certain rumours about my participation in corporate espionage. So, when I got picked up by GCPD for allegedly crashing Bruce’s new Ferrari into the lobby of LexCorps newest eyesore of a skyscraper in downtown Gotham, Waller swooped in.” Your little chat had garnished the attention of the plane's other occupants, their heads all turned towards you and Robert.

“You want us to believe that the daughter of Billionaire Bruce Wayne got hauled off to Belle Reve for crashing a car? And what could Waller want in a civilian like you anyway?” Peacemaker. You’d been attempting to avoid him since Waller introduced you at the debrief. If his persistent existence as the antagonist in your visions of Flag’s current timeline wasn’t enough to turn you off, the skin crawling sensation of his eyes constantly roaming over your body was enough to put him firmly in the creep category.

“Crashing a car didn’t get me sent to Belle Reve. As I said, I’d been the subject of corporate espionage rumours for years. Waller used my accident combined with those rumours to get me whisked to Belle Reve under the guise of my being a National Security risk. It took one phone call from Bruce to get the charges dropped, but by then I was already in the middle of Midway City on my first Task Force mission.”

“If the charges were dropped, why stick around?” Your eyes wonder back to Robert.

“Can’t a girl want to be part of something bigger than herself?” There’s a teasing lilt to your voice and somewhere in the back of your head a voice - that sounds suspiciously like Harley- reminds you that you’re here to save Flag, not flirt with attractive violent Englishmen. Even if they did fall perfectly into your type of the emotionally constipated older dilf. “No, much like all of you Waller has a small amount of blackmail to keep me compliant.” You cross one leg over the other, adopting the oh so familiar public persona of a Wayne. “Unlike all of you, I’m being paid to be here.”

“But why does she want you here?” Peacemaker leans forward in his seat.

“Originally, she believed me to be some sort of hacker savant or a meta with some sort of compulsion powers. I was neither of those, but I did prove to be quite useful in the field.” Your gaze moves to you lap as timelines tickle the back of your mind, begging to be seen. “I do dread the day she realizes just what kind of bird she’s caged.” An image of Rick in pain flashes through your mind. Gone before you can really grasp if it was a future timeline or your own imagination.

“Are you saying you’ve got some sort of bird powers?” You toy with checking the timelines to see just how fucked you’d be for killing Peacemaker here and now but ultimately decide it’d give Waller more ammunition against you.

“My powers lie more in the line of a… second sight than with birds, although…” You pretend to mull it over, “I’d probably get along better with you if my powers were more avian in nature.” You could see the ghost of a smirk flirt across Robert's face and a warmth flits through your chest.

You avert your gaze before the familiar itch of branching timelines can pull you under. Perhaps Flags icy demeanour of the last few months had affected you more than you thought. It’d been a long time since such minor attentions from a man had you near slipping into the branches of time.

“What the fucks that supposed to mean?” Peacemaker stood abruptly, moving towards you only to be halted by Robert’s hand on his chest.

“Alright tough guy, sit back down.”

“Was it my use of verbose vocabulary words that has you confused?” You stand, waltzing closer to where they stand, one strand of hair curled around your finger. Perhaps Harley had been rubbing off on you more than you cared to admit. “Let me put it in words you’d understand.” Your standing face to face with Peacemaker now, Roberts body only partially between the two of you. “You.” You jab your finger into Peacemaker's sternum, brushing against Robert's arm. “Dumb.” Another jab. “Like.” Peacemaker's eyes had drifted to your finger on his chest while Robert attempted to move himself more in front of you. “Bird.” With the final jab you run your finger up and flick him in his nose, a move reminiscent of your nephews. With that final flick all hell broke loose.

Peacemaker moved to advance on you, having shoved Robert aside. You were expecting this, having let slips of the timeline penetrate your consciousness, and turn your back to him at the last minute grabbing the arm he’d reached forward to attack with. You flip him over your shoulder and as he slams into the planes floor, you dig your foot into his neck pointing your gun at his face.

“As you can see Robert, those fears of me being dead weight can be put to rest. I’m perfectly capable of protecting myself. Even against dumb brutes like him.” Peacemaker moves to grab your leg, and you let off a shot beside his head. “Stay down or the next ones a castration shot.” You move the gun to point at Peacemakers crotch and you catch a glimpse of fear in his eyes.

“Bitch” he gasps out as you dig the ball of your foot a little deeper into his neck.

“A bitch with near immunity, not that anyone would care if I wounded trash like you. Now are you going to shut up and behave like a good little dog.” Theres a flash of defiance in his eyes and you twitch your trigger finger.

“What the hell are they teaching in those fancy prep schools?” Robert's face didn’t give much in the way of what he was feeling, much like Flag, however you’d noticed that unlike Flag, Roberts eyes displayed his every emotion, if you knew what to look for. God, a few hours with this man and you’d already believed you could discern his emotions from a single glance. The sooner you got out of this plane the better.

“Looks like Rickies got some competition…” There goes the phantom Harley once again. Maybe her crazy is rubbing off on you like Bruce feared.

“Dancing.” You spit out, holding Robert's gaze as you remove your foot from Peacemaker's throat. “They teach you how to dance.” You’re finding far too much enjoyment in this little rapport you’ve started with the mercenary, but even Harley didn’t put up with your idiosyncrasies for this long, unless she was in a mood. The last person who could, ended up on the wrong side of Jokers crowbar. Perhaps Waller was right when she claimed the only thing separating me from the rest of the Belle Reve residents was the Wayne family name.

“I highly doubt dance lessons taught you how to do that.” There’s a spark of amusement in his eyes.

“Dancing, fighting.” You shrug “They’re one in the same are they not?” You sit back down, aware that the rest of the plane has gained a new wariness of you. You feel more than see Robert give you a once over.

“You truly are something else Wayne.” Robert exhales as he sits back down, the hint of a chuckle shaking his bulky frame.

Alarm bells start going off in your head. The kind of alarms that sound like Bruce and scream ‘life altering, name ruining, PR nightmare, absolutely atrocious decision making incoming.’

“You don’t even know the half of it Sergeant.”

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[ladykettlechips]

Update Time~

Good evening from the land of kettle chips, crumpets and scones! This update comes to you guys as a way of apologising for my absence in writing lately. Life is a little more hectic right now and, while I have a right to choose to keep you guys out of the loop and update my fics as and when I please, I have stated before that I like transparency. Though I don't reveal everything, I do want you guys to be somewhat aware of why I'm not updating and where I'm at currently in life. First and foremost, I have healed considerably from the work trauma I experienced. Though I am not fully healed from it, I am doing a lot better mentally these days. It has helped me a lot to stay away from work for a little bit and while I definitely worried about money every now and again, I can confidently say that leaving that place was the best thing for me. Secondly, I have a new job. I have been training for said job recently while also working part-time at another job. Do I think this will be a permanent fixture in my life? Not at all, but for the moment it is ideal in regard to earning money to keep me going in life (and fuelling my addiction to perfume, sweets and travel).

Thirdly: Travel. I have some trips coming up, all planned prior to me leaving the Trauma Job. In the past few weeks I have been focusing on sorting those out, hence why you aren't seeing anything from me writing wise lately. It's been a big focus of mine, especially as one of the two trips I'm taking is very soon.

Fourth: I finished editing a book for someone! I won't be displaying the title or author here because of privacy reasons, but this is something I could have only ever dreamed of, but helping others see their stories grow under my editing is something I have desired to do since leaving University. I truly love editing so much. Thankfully, the person I edited for wants me to help with their future books, as well as help to re-edit their previous books (the beauty of self-publishing!). It was hard work, and life kept me from editing for a while, but I'm so happy to see that the author was happy with me as an editor and that they want to work with me again. Hopefully this spurs me on to look into freelancing down the line.

So yes, this is mostly why I've been quiet in writing. I'm doing bits and pieces here and there, but nothing that will finish a chapter or oneshot. I am sorry for not updating anything on AO3 to a point where some of you might think I've left the fandom, but I haven't. I'm just focusing on things that are happening in my own world right now and prioritising myself for a bit.

Finally, before I sign this off, I sincerely hope that you are all happy and well and taking care of yourselves. Though I am less present, I am aware that there's been some frustrations going on within the fandom right now, but please remember to be courteous of one another and to remember that this is simply a fandom, not real life. Please don't get too upset by rumours, and please don't allow it to affect how you function in real life. It's all well and good to love something so much, but when fandom leaks into real life and affects those who aren't within the fandom or the actors portraying our favourite characters, it becomes unhealthy.

Thank you for reading, precious bean hive. I love you all. LKC

[hollywoodroses]

The House Bunny (a Pamela Anderson FanFiction)

or, a re-write of the romantic comedy film The House Bunny. an outline/blurb

No warnings

Pamela Anderson, playmate of the year for February 1990 is in her prime. After a misunderstanding between another playmate hopeful, Pamela is forced to leave the playboy mansion. Down on her luck, she finds shelter at a sorority house full of misfits. Becoming head mother would change everyones life for the better.

Meanwhile at UCLA, the sorority house kapa kapa zeda is in trouble. The current house mother cannot convince the university to provide funding for the house. “Nobody wants to pledge our sorority, have you heard the rumours about us?” One member cried. What the girls didn’t know was that the answer was waiting outside their door.

[tedsies]

all these ts2 re-release rumours are giving me so much anxiety 🙃

i don’t know what to feel or think. i don’t want the ea app anywhere near my ts2 experience, and i wouldn’t switch over to anything if it meant the last 20 years of mods and cc would break…. but also what if pink flashing and crashing was ACTUALLY fixed?

hoping there would be a way to somehow have the osab version and the new ea app version installed on my computer at the same time so i can try it out without risking any of my current set up? 🤔

just thinking out loud here to try and make sense of my thoughts lol

[seoul-bros]

Hooray, finally an end to rumours and speculation!

All seven BTS members will re-sign with Big Hit after the expiration of their current contracts. This calls for a celebration.

Post Date: 20/09/2023