#sorry for drag race posting on main

[osamucide]

these catty hyperfem queens who bring nothing to the table other than being conventionally pretty hate to see an aesthetically realized drag performer having her moment

[5nake-eater]

Why are we getting Snatch Game with 11 queens left? Whittle it down more so we get more stuff

[grandprixprincess]

hermana || ln4

lando norris x fem!reader smau

summary: after running into lando at the singapore gp, he finally shoots his shot. reader is family friends with carlos and is like a little sister to him. friends to lovers.

warnings: some language

a/n: my first smau! all the images used were found on pinterest!

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yourusername little getaway with my bestie <3

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yourbestfriend had so much fun ily

yourusername ily ❤️👯‍♀️

iamrebeccad 😍

yourusername see you soon !!!

frienduser so cute!!

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carlossainz55 Anything can happen in Singapore, ready for it 💪🏻🌶

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user1 carlos girlies how are we feeling???

user2 jaw dropped

user3 we need a trigger warning next time sir

yourusername when did this become a whore house?

user4 lmao y/n the icon you are user5 she's always dragging him user6 wait i'm new here...who is she to carlos?? user4 they are family friends and grew up together user5 yeah they are like siblings!!

yourusername posted a story

caption: ready to support mi hermano under the lights of singapore!

yourusername posted

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yourusername singapore you were amazing ❤️ (minus the part where carlos crashed into the wall in Q3)

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yoursister love you guys!

user1 the caption lmao

carlossainz55 not sure if we needed to mention that last part but happy that you joined us mi hermana!

yourusername ❤️

user2 ultimate sibling energy

user3 y/n stays keeping carlos humble

landonorris it was great seeing you!

yourusername you too! congrats again on the win!! user4 lando wtf are you doing here user5 they used to hang out a lot when carlos was at mclaren!

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landonorris Singapore you were amazing ❤️

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user1 LFGGGG YES LANDO

user2 lando three wins 🏆🏆🏆

yourusername okay caption stealer 🤨

landonorris oops my bad 😉 yourusername i'll let it slide since you won user3 lando norizz flirting on main??? carlossainz55 what's going on here 🤨 user4 carlos is just like us fr

yourusername posted a story

caption: ☁️🌅✈️

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yourbestfriend you better keep me updated on how it goes 😜

yourusername i'll call you tonight to debrief

landonorris can't wait to see you

yourusername thanks for offering to pick me up 🥰 landonorris of course. don't think I could've waited until Wednesday 😅 yourusername me either 😂

carlossainz55 hey you never sent me your flight info. what time do I need to pick you up?

yourusername ahhh sorry I meant to tell you!! lando is picking me up and taking me to your place carlossainz55 lando??? yourusername yes? carlossainz55 what is going on? yourusername wdym?

yourusername posted a close friends story

caption: 5 stars for my uber driver 🤩

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yourbestfriend omgggg it's giving passenger princess

iamrebeccad 👀

yourusername hehe i'll fill you in tonight yourusername unless carlos beats me to it 🙄

carlossainz55 when are you getting here?

yourusername tf chill

yoursister oh I just know carlos hates this 😂

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f1gossip New couple alert? Lando Norris was spotted out and about around Monaco today with Y/N Y/L/N, who is known in the F1 world due to her close friendship with Carlos Sainz. Norris and Y/L/N first met back when Sainz was racing for McLaren. Y/N recently made a return to the paddock and attended the Singapore Grand Prix, in which Lando finished P1. Is this two old friends just hanging out or something more?

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user1 they would be such a power couple

user3 someone tweeted during the singapore gp that they saw them talking in the paddock!!

user4 omg yes I saw that! user1 did they say what the vibe was?? user4 they said that they hugged and it looked like they hadn't seen each other in a while. lando's comment on her ig post kinda confirms it too user5 omg long lost friends to lovers...we love to see it

user6 ya'll need to chill they're literally friends and have hung out before

user2 yes but they haven't been seen hanging out since carlos left mclaren

user7 george in the likes 💀

user4 please please please lando don't screw this up or carlos will come for you 🙏

user1 tbh so will the whole f1 fandom

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caption: @/carlossainz55 always makes me pancakes when I visit ❤️

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user1 girl we saw you and lando!!

user2 hmmm was lando at this family dinner by chance? 👀

yoursister him and those damn pancakes lol

yourusername don't be jealous

user3 rooting for u and lando

part 2

a/n: okay when I originally started this, it was going to be all in one part but then I realized because of the photo limit it would need to be 2 lol so part 2 coming later this week <3

if you'd like to be tagged, let me know!

[little-miss-fandom-freak]

Hi there!

This is my first time asking so I'm sorry if I ramble too long

I'm just about caught up with creature commandos, and to say The Weasel's backstory broke my heart would be an understatement 😭

So could I request The Weasel [and the others cause yes] rescuing and taking care of a child reader who coincidentally looks similar to the girl he was trying to save?

[Bonus if said child is a telepath so they can communicate with him]

WEASEL MY BABY 😭😭 I was drenched in tears after his episode

Note: IM SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY IN POSTS BTW! Finals week is coming up and I've been studying and finishing projects. Once it's over with I'm sure I'll be back to posting more frequently. Also The Commandos are on a mission that is septeate from the shows main storyline

Weasel Adopts a Kid

The Commandos weren't told much about their next mission, they were simply told that there was extraterrestrial activity that needed to be handled quickly and quietly.

It was everything but quick and quiet.

The large, gray beings had destroyed everything in their path. The day was full of pure chaos and destruction. Once the extraterrestrials were defeated and were collected by Waller's team, the Commandos were put on damage control duty.

Flag kicked down a door to one of the many half-burnt down flats, making sure no civilians or their bodies were stuck inside. Weasel scurried around as usual, smelling and licking everything when he froze.

"Help..."

A faint, small voice echoed in his mind. His nose picked up a scent. A human scent.

He went racing for the back, Flag called after him before running to catch up. In the back of the kitchen was a broken stairwell that likely once led to a basement, however now it was fully caved in with rubble. Without a second thought, Weasel began to dig.

"Wease, what the..." Flag stopped to catch his breath until he realized just what Weasel was doing. He quickly moved to help the creature, pushing a shoving the larger rubble that Weasel couldn't. Underneath a large bolder lied a small hand. Flag felt his lungs tighten in fear before he jumped to twords the hand and began to help Weasel move the rocks.

You didn't think you cry for help would reach anyone, but when you saw the faint light creep through the cracks, you couldn't help but feel relief. Whether it was help from a person or from the gods above, you were simply thankful to be soon out.

The space around you began to close in as you felt a tug on the back of your shirt; Weasel was carefully dragging you out from beneath the rubble and ran it off the building with Flag calling him from behind.

Just as the three of you escaped the building, it's lower structure began to crumble inward. Your vision was blurred from the tears and dirt in them, but as your adrenaline rush died down a and your eyes began to drop, you used the last of your energy to thank your saviors.

"Thank... you..." A small voice rang in Flag's head that made a chill rush down his spine. He looked around, trying to figure out the source of the voice. Then it hit him.

He looked down at the little kid and thought one thing.

Metahuman.

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You slowly began to awake, the feeling of a soft bed calming your nerves. As your vison returned to you, you looked around the unfamiliar room. It looked like some kind of campsite; the walls were clearly a tent, and the bed beneath you was a fancy cot. You tried to think of the events that happened before you fell unconscious, but you found your memory running blank. You began to panic, your eyes frantically moving around the room as you tried to remember anything before the ceiling caved in on you.

Your vision began to blur from the tears, your breaths became shortened as you began to hyperventilate. A fluffy feeling rubbed against your hand, you flinched at it's touched. Looking to your right, there was that creature that had saved you.

"You... you're the one who saved me..."

The creature looked up at you with big eyes, nudging your hand as an attempt to call you.

"What's your name?" You asked in it's mind. Even in his head he responded in chatters, but you were somehow able to understand him.

"Weasel? That's a funny name." You mentally said with a small smile.

Weasel chittered some more as he crawled onto your cot, plopping his big head into your chest as you scratched a spot behind his ear. As you two calmly lied there, the entrance to your tent opened. Walking in was an older man and a very tall lady with staples on her face.

"Is she okay?"

Bride flinched as a small voice echoed in her mind. She looked around the room until her eyes landed on the little kid on the cot. Their big eyes stared up at her; they were filled with wonder and curiosity, two things she's never seen in the eyes of another before.

"So this is the refugee you snuck into the base?" She asked Flag as he made his way to you. He ignored her question as he sat in the stool beside your bed. He smiled softly down at you as you slightly coward underneath Weasel.

"Don't worry kid, there's no reason to be scared. My name is Rick Flag, I'm a general for the US Military. My team and I are only here to help. What's your name?"

You stared at him in silence before you spoke in his mind.

"I don't remember."

He flinched at the echoing voice, but tried not to show his shock. "Don't remember, huh? Well you're clearly a metahuman, so that's a start."

You stayed quiet, your small grip tightening slightly around Weasel. "I'm scared Mr. Flag."

He sighed slightly, his heart aching at your situation. He placed a gentle reassuring hand in yours, his thumb lightly grazing the top of it as he tried to comfort you.

"It's okay, kiddo. We're going to help you. I have some friends that want to meet you, they want to see if they can help you remember who you are."

The light in your eyes shines a little brighter, excitement filled your mind as you quickly say up. "Really? You can help me?"

He chuckled at your eagerness and excitement. "We're gonna try our best. C'mon, why don't you take Weasel outside and play fetch? My friend and I need to talk."

You quickly hopped off your cot and ran out the entrance, looking back every other second to make sure Weasel was behind you. You found the biggest stick you could find and began to play fetch with your new friend Weasel.

Back at the tent, Flag and Bride stood watching you play. He couldn't help but feel guilty for taking part in the case of your situation, even if he and his team were only trying to help.

"You're not really going to bring her to Waller, are you?" The Bride asked, breaking the silence.

Flag sighed as he kept his eyes on you. "I can't leave her here, and we don't know the length of her power. Shockingly enough, taking her to Waller is the best option."

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I hope you enjoyed this and if you have anything you would like me to personally respond to, message me or put it in my ask box because as of right now, Tumblr won't let me respond to comments :)

And I would like to apologize again for not writing as much, I get really stressed during finals weeks.

[hughesmedicine]

birthday day girl 2 | q. hughes

quinn hughes x burrow reader

a/n: happy birthday girly pop, I love you so much and in a few months we’ll be meeting for the first time and seriously cannot wait for that moment🩷. I’ve seen you grown into this amazing person and I’m excited to see you grow into the person you deserve to be. Enjoy being 18 and I love you so so much, continue to make me so so proud!! Go and be the most amazing vet I’ll ever know!(and marry a football player!) @burreauxinfinity

(I’m not happy with how some of it turned out but had to do this for the bday girl🩷 yearly tradition ofc!)

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ynburrow heres to 25 years and making that daily post🩷 thank you quinny for making this year the best year of my life. You’ve believed in me through everything and I couldn’t have asked for a better support system through my career and through yours, becoming captain was insane and I’m so so proud of you!! @/jackhughes I’ll see you tonight for shots

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_quinnhughes happy birthday love! Can’t wait to see you tonight and snatch you back from Jamarr

lahjay10_ ay man she was my best friend first, I have rights

ynburrow sorry baby but he’s right

jackhughes 25 for 25?🤭

ynburrow YES! PREGAME AT THE LAKE HOUSE HUGHES! We’ll do the rest at the bar ofc!

joeyb_9 absolutely not, you can’t even handle 25 shots!

ynburrow bold of you to assume I’m doing 25😭 I’ll make jack split it

joeyb_9 that’s the y/n I know

trevorzegras but you’ve done 25 shots before? Literally have video proof

ynburrow TREVOR STFU joe didn’t know that shit!

trevorzegras oh god I’m dead

lahjay10_ yeah you are, good luck man.

trevorzegras thanks I’m going to need it.

maxverstappen happy birthday y/n! Your gift should be arriving in the mail soon!

yourusername omg. Somebody pinch me, is this happening?

landonorris not dreaming bestie! (But I’ll still pinch you)

ynburrow your pinches hurt stay away! You do it way too hard for a normal person☹️

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_quinnhughes birthday dinner for my girl🩷 HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY I love you so much and couldn’t ask for anything better then you. You make my day sm better and know how to keep me in check. Enjoy your big day hun and your present is at home waiting for you!

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edwards73 SIMP ON THE MAIN?? lhughes06 your brother is so down bad.

lhughes_06 that’s nothing new?

ynhughesburrowoh Ethan let’s not forget how when Quinn first brought me over you liked me😭 tripped up the steps trying to flirt with me

edwards73 this is why we have beef y/n/n

ynhughesburrow mhm “beef” he says as he’s currently tanning with me outside and ranting about girl problems

edwatds73 _quinnhughes get your girlfriend man!

_quinnhughes sorry I cant control her🤷‍♀️ enjoy your tan baby

lhughes_06 HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTER IN LAW! permission to take you out for a few for some birthday shopping??

ynburrow YES PLEASE I need to go to the Lego store and stock up on the new f1 series they have

lhughes_06 looks like I know what I’m purchasing for you! We can build it together and also got you tickets the Vegas f1 race

ynhughesburrow LUKE YOU DIDNT?!! YOU BETTER BE COMING WITH ME

lhughes_06 I am! Have a game in Vegas that week

maxvertappen1 and you’re gonna be sitting in the Red Bull garage y/n!

ynhughesburrow omg this is the best birtbday ever!!😭 you guys are the best thank you so much.

_quinnhughes and ynhughesburrow

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_quinnhughes here’s to forever with you my love! Thank you for coming into my life and making it better🩷. I’m still glad Luke dragged me to that red wings game that day or we wouldn’t have crossed paths. Can’t wait to start our own family and have one like mine. (It has to be three boys)

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ynhughesburrow I’m actually sobbing, I love you so much😭🩷 my lifeline I swear, thank you for coming into my life baby. It’s been better with you and I can’t imagine bullying my brother with anybody else🫶🏻 (and I’ll die if I don’t get a daughter q)

_quinnhughes I love you so much more, seriously thank you for everything you’ve done for me. (Fine one girl three boys)

ynhughesburrow you better learn how to get pregnant if you think I’m pushing out four kids baby

_quinnhughes don’t worry I know I can convince you

jackhughes god you guys make me sick( DIBS ON HAVING NIC STAY AT OURS DURING VACATIONS, Luke and I need our sister in law time )

lahjay10_ man why do you guys keep stealing my best friend?? Sleepovers are our thing!

ynhughesburrow I get a kick out of these comments😭😭 you guys are so entertaining

jackhughes what if I said you were invited ja’marr?

lahyjay10_ then yes we can have that sleepover then!

_quinnhughes not you guys stealing my wife, go away! I get my time with her now

elblue6 thank you for loving my son y/n! You’ve lit up his world and I couldn’t have asked for a better daughter in law😭🩷 I’m expecting grand babies soon!

_quinnhughes MOM

ynhughesburrow I’m wheezing 😭 but yes soon momma el! Have to create our own hockey family (or football considering who the uncles are)

joeyb_9 oh the kids will be interested in football! I’m babysitting them a lot!

lhughes_06 Quinn save them now. We need the Hughes hockey legacy to continue

ynhughesburrow the kids will have control over their own futures! If they want to play either or they can and if they don’t they don’t have to. But I do hope one of them joins f1👀

joeyb_9 yes ma’am!

lahjay10_ yes ma’am!

lhughes_06 understood!

landonorris if you bring him around when you do have we can convince him bestie!

ynhughesburrow IM ALREADY LOOKING AT FLIGHTS

[asaka-lucy-dr-rc]

Who's your favorite character, and which one do you dislike (the most) ?

Favorite :

Personally I really like Takumi, his reactions to the other students are funny and I feel like we're going to see a determined side of his.

I'm too tired to search for it but when the THLLA booth was up, there was an EPIC CG of Takumi at death's doors while still clashing swords, with a commander ?

(Found it)

Which really sold me on his personality, ironically I think he'll be anything but an everyman.)

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Like :

I like Eito and Ginzaki.

Ginzaki :

I really hope Ginzaki grows out of his self-loathing, gradually to feel more natural as a character within the game, I mean bro you are saving the human race wth are you hating on yourself for, and you have a death ray shooting Gundam !

Normally I wouldn't like a character like him, but he's got potential, or maybe I'm just coping.

Eito : I think that the idea behind the character is pretty cool, a guy who only had anime/manga to learn about the concept of friendship is interesting.

It was not said but I'm pretty sure those naive shounen catchphrases /speeches on friendship of his, are a result of the medias he watched.

And I always loved the brother like dynamics between the protag and another main character.

"Takumi's most trusted ally" Yeah I hope that stays the case for most of the routes.

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Dislike :

Ima.

Nha ... I really hope he chills out or else I'm gonna have to push him towards the invading students and let him die there, in game.

Bottom pic is relevant.

Sorry for the late reply! Thank you so much for sending this message. It was such an interesting read that I even thought, "Are you sure you’re really sending this to my blog?" XD I’m so glad you decided to send it to me as an ask instead of posting it on your blog. (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

First, to answer your question about me—so far, my favorite character is Nozomi. But honestly, the main reason is just because I like her appearance. I’m not sure how my feelings will change once I learn more about her, but from the latest video, I also found her way of speaking quite appealing. There's a sense of determination in her voice that makes me really curious about her backstory.

As for the character I dislike, I honestly don’t have one! I think all of them are fascinating. At the very least, I feel like there isn’t a single character in this game who isn’t visually appealing. Even if their casual outfits are plain, once they switch into their Class Armor, they look super cool. And, as Kodaka has emphasized multiple times, each character has a wide variety of expressions, which makes a huge difference—some characters suddenly look adorable when their expressions change! So, I find them all quite charming. ---

Now, I’d love to dive into what you wrote! 🌟

I totally agree that Takumi's reactions to other characters are funny. Unlike Danganronpa, the cast of The Hundred Line are almost all a bit crazy 😅, so I think watching Takumi get dragged into their chaos should be hilarious.

Also, thanks for sharing the image! He looks like he's fighting with everything he's got in the trailers, and I feel like he's the kind of character that players will want to root for.

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About Ginzaki: I’m glad you mentioned him! I’ve been meaning to summarize the Last Defense Academy Student Council online meeting, but during it, producer Inou was asked, "Who’s your favorite character?" and he said: "During development, my favorite character kept changing, but in the end, the one I liked the most was Ginzaki." Just as you mentioned, I think Ginzaki is a character who undergoes a lot of growth and will play a significant role in the story.

About Eito: I like him too! I thought it was adorable how Darumi pointed out that his lines were kind of poetic and dramatic. I also really hope he turns out to be a trustworthy ally in most routes! When his full profile was revealed, a lot of people in the Japanese fandom predicted, "This guy is definitely going to betray Takumi." However, I think it’s more likely that his lack of social skills and his kind of poetic, dramatic speech will make him come across as suspicious. So, I hope the way they make us think he’s going to betray the protagonist is actually misleading on purpose.

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By the way, I was so curious to see who you'd pick as a character you dislike, and for some reason, I felt relieved when I saw you mentioned Ima. haha XD

I get the feeling that Ima was intentionally designed to be a divisive character. People who love him really love him, and people who dislike him can’t stand him. So, I think it’s completely natural to find him unlikable or off-putting.

I wouldn't say I dislike him, but honestly, he's such an unpredictable character that I'm not sure how to judge him at this point. Kodaka mentioned that Kako will try to break away from Ima's protection and stand on her own, which will cause some kind of conflict. (Here’s the part of the video I’m referring to: https://youtu.be/ss18pWsJQ4g?si=6HGUA1CvBG2j1lpR&t=1219) Depending on how Ima reacts, whether he gets angry with her or is deeply hurt by her distancing, my impression of him could change dramatically.

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Thank you for such an interesting ask! I’m excited to see how our impressions of each character evolve over time! ✨

[nicnevans]

Hey! GW2 fandom!

I'm semi-new here, though (since you guys seem friendly) a few of my screenshots and doodles have done the rounds so my characters might not be entirely unfamiliar to you. Anyway, I want more GW2 on my dash! with some caveats due to being New TM I'm looking for folks to follow who;

post a fair bit of GW2; other games and fandoms in the mix is fine, I myself am pretty multifandom over here (I don't have the braincells to separate everything out lmao)

have a spoiler-tagging system I can reference; I've just finished HoT and I'm absolutely not rushing through GW2's storyline (experience has taught me that the best way to enjoy an MMO is slowly) If you don't have a spoiler tagging system but still wanna chat, that's also great! hmu I wanna interact and meet the fandom! I just don't wanna hit a spoiler for content that, to most other people, is ancient lmao

I'm especially interested in seeing fanworks, whether you're a creator of them or a chronic reblogger. I miss the good old days of tumblr when my dash was 90% peoples' fanart and OCs and everyone hyping each other up 🥺

A bit about me (and my characters)

I'm not a single-fandom blog. My blog runs mostly on a queue, and in that queue goes basically everything I enjoy with anything cool that crosses my dash in between.

I'm a Millennial TM. I make Millennial TM jokes (puns) like my life depends on it. I'm sorry. I can't change.

I post art over on @ilmhist sometimes. Doodles and portraits and such. (That's also the blog I like/follow from.)

I have... a lot of OCs. A lot. My OC page is packed and in a constant state of "oh god I still need to write so-and-so's bio..."

idk how to play GW2 I'm just here for the blorbosis, I'm certifiably Bad At It and I die constantly. This has become a character trait for my comm, it's a running joke at this point that he never walks away from a fight under his own strength, he's always getting carried or dragged out when it's all said and done.

I'm... kind of obsessed with sylvari. I support everyone who has brainrot for the other races and I'd love to hear thoughts on them, I just have none, it's all plant people all time in my one singular braincell.

(pictured above, left to right: Duilliche (main comm), Callainn, Lusanaisig, Dreaghann)

These lil guys are my current pride and joy. Lus and Drea are twins, but all four of them awoke during different times of the same day, and (mostly) had connected Dreams. Cal is the odd one out in this, she never got a Wyld Hunt and her calling in life is much more mundane than the others, but she sort of gets swept along with them anyway. Her running gag is that, for one reason or another, she never seems to make it to the Big Climactic Fight at the end of any given journey. Dill is very much in the wrong genre and should have been a Disney prince. He even sings. He also has a godawful sense of direction and if left in charge of Leading The Group, he will blithely lead the group in circles for hours. As is evident, they're season-coded. Autumn, winter, spring, summer. I thought it was a fun idea for a group of sylvari sharing a plotline :>

This post is getting really long. Okay, so, intro done, like/reblog/comment/something if you post GW2 and I can avoid spoilers if I follow you, if I can't avoid spoilers if i follow you feel free to drop me a message or something if you want?

[shunin-gumis]

Nagi initial SSR Story

A Taste of Happiness (Part 1)

Please note that this story has some spoilers on Nagi's background (about his luck) that's related to the L4mps main story!

I've used Momiji as MC's name, Chief is their title.

Any notes with a * are at the end of the post.

Location - Flower Laundry

Momiji: It's a good thing we had our meeting near 'Flower Laundry'. This coffee stain should come off easily.

Momiji: I should check on Yachiyo-kun tomorrow, he apologized so many times he almost made a dent in the ground grovelling.

Momiji: Good morning Nagi-ku-

Nagi: Welcome...

Momiji: Huh!?

Momiji: Wha- you're clearly not ok, how did this happen!?

Nagi: I was just working as usual.

Nagi: But earlier, one of the customers I made a flower arrangement for gave me some sweets as thanks, so I was about to take a break, but all of a sudden a hamster was running towards me.... ah, it's not just any hamster, it's probably Machiko, the one that the kindergarten nearby takes care of.

Nagi: Anyways, I tried my best to get out of Machiko's way, but then I noticed the trampoline that Akuta's group had left here...

Nagi: I ended up landing on it and bounced back all the way up through the ceiling for a homerun.

Momiji: I think I got the gist... I'll get you down now!

Nagi: Phew... you saved me, I owe you my life.

Sonia: You also saved our ceiling! Thank you very mush~

Momiji: Don't mention it, I got the coffee stain off cleanly thanks to you.

Nagi: I'm glad if I was able to help you in any way.

Nagi: I'm sorry that I can't keep you company any longer though, Chief.

Nagi: The deliveries and other work I was supposed to get done got delayed, so I should head out soon...

Momiji: If you don't mind, I could help you out? I drove the company van here.

Momiji: I'm all done with my work today, it should be ok as long as I just shoot Kafka a message.

Nagi: Are you sure?

Nagi: Ah, but there's been a warning for a weather bomb since morning. You might get dragged into a lot of trouble because of my unlucky predisposition*

Momiji: Haha, that's not a problem at all! In fact, it'll probably give me a lot of practice for future troubleshooting. Bring it on!

Nagi: ...Thank you. Then, I'll take you up on your kind offer.

Nagi: Can I ask you to help with the deliveries first-

A scary person: Hey you!! Pay back your debt already!!

Nagi: I'm terribly sorry, I'll pay back the interest first, how much is it?

Momiji: Wait! Don't take out your wallet!!

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Momiji: ...The delivery ended safely. But Nagi-kun's trouble encounter rate really is impressive.

Momiji: First it was the loan shark who came to collect a debt at the wrong place-

Momoji: Everything's loaded. Where do we have to take them?

Nagi: The shopping mall is up first.

Nagi: There's several new stores opening soon, so they requested the deliveries. We can split up the load once we get there.

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Construction worker: Sorry, there's construction underway here, please take a detour.

Momiji: We literally just passed through here earlier though!?

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Momiji: Then we'd been forced to take a detour because of sudden construction work, and after that...

Momiji: A random elementary school student challenged us to a race, pizza crusts came flying at us out of nowhere, I barely had time to catch my breath with everything going on.

Momiji: It must be really difficult if he has to go through this every time a weather bomb happens....

Nagi: ..............

Nagi: .....Chief, we should go stock up on flowers next.

Nagi: The weather app shows that the atmospheric pressure has stabilized now, so nothing bad should happen like before, it should be smooth sailing from here. Let's go on my bike.

Nagi: Here's a helmet, wear it tight.

Sonia: Nagi-shan, Chief-shan, pleash be careful.

Sonia: I've packed the usual tools in your bag, pleash take it with you!

Nagi: Thank you, Sonia... We'll be back.

*Nagi has a predisposition that makes him attract misfortune whenever he's feels happy.

Nagi uses the weather app to track sudden changes in atmospheric pressure/weather bombs because that's his way of knowing he's going through a "luck rebound"

Part 2

[that-one-kiddo-in-the-back]

Slurred speech... Queer bad.

I've been wanting to talk about this for a pretty long time

Props to her for putting content warnings. This is her. "I hate the word queer so everyone else should" video. For the purpose of this post, I'll be saying Queer since no one else has a problem with it besides me. I'll go into saying I don't like the word Queer because my conservative boomer parents use it as a slur, and I've only ever known the word to be used as a negative. So I'm not too keen on being called Queer. However, that doesn't mean I'll yell "ThAt'S a SlUr." When someone else in the LGBTQ+ uses it. Free speech and all that.

We start the video with an SU mention and how people weren't too keen on her calling the word Queer a "slur" when it's been reclaimed for quite a while now.

Anyway, she brings up how there are two arguments towards using Queer A) who want to use it as a self identifier for their own reasons and B) who want to use it as an umbrella for the community as a whole because the community is to specific and it needs to be all-encompassing and guess what side she hates the most. if you guess B, then you'd be right. Here's the thing I think that the LGBTQ has way too many letters, and some people don't fully know who they are, only that they aren't straight or cis, so to use Queer as an umbrella to get the point across that the person isn't cis or straight isn't that bad of a thing but this video isn't about telling cis straight people they can't use Queer this is telling people in the community they can't say Queer.

Something bonkers about this video is that she compared the use of the word Queer to the nazi word degenerate, saying they are one in the same. Which lily not all things relate to the Nazis.

Rocky horror is the Bain of Lily’s existence. She brings in her straw man (Billy), who asks the important question of "isn't it's history as an LGBTQ term important to consider?" To which Lily sets that wicker man on fire by bringing up Rocky horror. I'll confess that I have never seen Rocky horror, and at this point, I refuse to watch it simply because Tim Curry (It's because I don't like gross horror that involves SA), but regardless. Since I haven't watched Rocky horror, I'll be skipping over it. Other people would have better takes on it anyway. I will say that she thinks that SU, glee, and RuPaul's drag race are just as gross as Rocky horror... which how? I don't know shit about Glee, but how is drag racing gross?

Billy brings up how Queer was reclaimed, just like how black people reclaimed the N-slur, which Lily says isn't the same thing. Now I can blend in with snow, and I'm not gonna tell black people what they can or can't say, but Lily is "native," so it's fair for her

So sorry, black people, the pertendian has spoken you can't use the N-slur. 🤷

She says how no black person uses the N-slur to another person... which, like from experience of being outside and around others, I can personally tell you that black people are definitely calling other black people the N-slur. I used to live in California, and the N-slur was the most common thing you will hear when you're in the lunch line. Lily, you can tell people in your own community what they can or can't say but for the love of Freya stay in your fucking lane and don't tell other cultures what they can or can't say because that makes you just as bad as the people who try to silence them.

Back to the main video. Lily goes on a rant about "how dare the younger gays say Queer when people in the 60s were beaten to death while Queer was being yelled at them or the people who were called Queer as a slur and is disgusted that some idiot kids would have the nerve to say that everything is okay now" which people aren't doing no one is telling a person who has been called Queer to shut up and deal with it because it's reclaimed. I feel like Lily has confused the word Queer to the F-slur, which is far more dangerous than Queer.

The whole video is just Lily whining about Queer bad questioning good throughout the whole video it made it seem like people reclaiming Queer are gonna move onto the F-slur and force LGBTQ people to use that which isn't what's happening no one is being forced to use Queer as an identification of being in the LGBTQ. She brings up Queer studys as something that a gross person would study completely, ignoring the study itself.

Whether you like it or not Queer has been reclaimed, and you can either swim with it or drown.

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Red Lights - NCT - Street Racer! Yuta - 1

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Pairing:  Street Racer! Yuta x Fem Reader

Summary: Introducing a new series inspired by something I did and posted for a friend on my main. Can be found here . Hope you all enjoy being introduced to street racer Yuta as much as I enjoyed writing him.

Warnings: Cursing, alcohol consumption, light dom/sub themes, dirty talk, use of degrading titles (eg slut) in dirty talk but otherwise not in a degrading way, fingering, oral (fem rec), unprotected sex but he doesn't cum inside.

Word Count: 2928

He’d had you mesmerized since the first race. Going only to break out of your good girl boundaries, staying for the Japanese racer in all black. Slowly edging through the crowd towards the action at each race and playing it off that you’re trying to see what the friend you made in one of the race crews was doing. Ironically she did help the NCT Crew, not as a racer, but with the cars. Someone they trusted and somehow had bounded into your life. Letting her drag you over to their pop-up pit of sorts at a race finally, knowing of your little crush. 

“Well look who finally got the guts to get into the middle of everything.” You hear a cocky voice coming up behind you, turning to see the very source of your obsessions smirking down at you. 

“She had invited me.” You meekly respond as the man hums and puts his hands in his pockets.

“Ooo nice taste in friends too, and here I thought you were just a pretty face shying away from us.” Yuta chuckles, pulling his jacket off and you feel your mouth run dry. You're not quite sure what to do with yourself when he does that, watching him walk to his car, your friend following with the tool chest. Feeling out of place as Yuta and her lean over the engine prepping for the race. Yuta is going around a few moments later to fire it up. It’s then that he speaks to you again.

“Have you ever been in a car like this?” He asks and when you only shake your head he chuckles, “Come on.”

You follow behind him, getting in when he opens the door for you. Your friend closes the hood just a moment later as Yuta throws his jacket into the car and gets in. Your heart feels about ready to explode when he rests his hand on the back of your chair while he backs out of the pit to drive over to the start area.

“You can feel how much power it has, huh?” He looks over your reaction as he reaches back for his jacket, showing so much more in his skimpy tank top. 

“Yeah, and it’s loud too.” You nod and he chuckles.

“Oh, that’s nothing. If you wanna see loud, you should sit in here for a race. If you want to then just hang around here, it’s an experience for sure.” Yuta offers as he gets out and though you’re kind of intimidated you’re not one to reject any invitation from Yuta himself.

The man doing what he needs and talking trash as they all wait for the start to arrive. You stay seated peeking out at the scantily clothed women flocking around and think that maybe you were slightly overdressed, even if you weren’t a huge fan of showing lots of skin. Yuta doesn’t kick you out for one of them when he gets back in though.

“So, can I know the name of my good luck charm for the race?” Yuta asks you from the driver’s seat, not yet starting it up so that he can hear your name, “ Y/N. I like that.”

He smiles, leaning over you to reach your seatbelt, and buckles you in. Leaning back to get himself belted in before starting up the car, the engine revving as he waits for the signal. Your heart is about ready to pound out of your chest at the anticipation alone. Glued to the seat when he accelerates, flying down the street. 

“Loosen up, or you’ll be too stiff to get out after the race.” He teases, leaving you to wonder how he noticed the way you practically clung to the chair when he was so focused on the road.

“Sorry, it’s more intense than I expected.” You respond, voice barely heard over his car.

“A lot of things are with me.” Yuta throws you a smirk as he shifts. Leaving you to fluster in your seat, thighs pressed together, but you’re not as tense now at least. 

“There you go, relax, pretty girl. Just enjoy the ride.” It sounds almost like praise the way he says it and it has you preening.

You watch as Yuta maneuvers through the cars, toward first place. Taking in all that you can, even if some of it is coming off as more of a blur than anything else. Impressing you even more with what he’s able to do. Yuta pulls out into first when they whip around a challenging turn and holds the lead until the finish. 

He reaches over, grabs your hand, and kisses the back, “Guess my good luck charm worked.”

You fluster as you mirror his actions to get out. You look over to see him ignoring the women to smirk at you as he rests his arms on the roof of his car. Sending a wink your way before going to collect his winnings. Your friend comes over and throws her arm around your shoulders with a smug look.

“You’re practically vibrating. Is all that it takes a little attention?” She teases you as she leads the way back to the pit.

“You know you could have warned me that he was such a flirt.” You respond, playfully smacking her. 

“Oh, he’s not like that with everyone. Besides a few public instances for the crowd of course. Typically though he just does it with friends and those he likes.” She answers you with a shrug.

“But we aren’t friends though.” You’re confused when you speak, watching the smirk spread across her face.

“You’re not, so I guess that means you fit into the category of people he likes.” She says coyly as if she hadn’t put that together before even answering your previous question.

“Me? Over those women? Don’t be ridiculous.” You roll your eyes at her.

“The women who go after the winner no matter who it is? Yeah, no, he’s not about that. He wants someone loyal.” She answers with a laugh and you don’t have a response to that one considering that you hadn’t thought about it that way.

“He’s talented and hot as fuck, if they don’t get that he’s a catch worth being loyal to then that’s their loss.” You scoff only to freeze when you hear a dark chuckle behind you.

“Oh is that so? I’m a catch? Well, consider me caught then… unless you take it back?” Yuta walks close enough that you can smell his cologne again.

“No… I won't take it back.” You try to come off confident even if he’s making you nervous and slightly lightheaded.

“Well, then should I show you how I celebrate wins?” Yuta offers you his hand, which you shyly take. Allowing him to lead you, but not to his racing car. Instead, he leads you to a motorcycle.

“I-I’ve never been on one before.” You meekly admit as he gets a helmet and helps you get it on. 

“Guess you’re getting another new experience today, huh?” Yuta smiles, slipping his jacket off and having you put it on, “In case something happens, the jacket will protect you better than that thin little sweater would.”

It’s almost astounding how little it takes from him to make you lose it. He was about to do more though. You get on the bike behind him as he pulls your arms around his waist, letting you feel everything through his thin tank top now.

“Hold on tight, I like going fast.” He tells you, smirk obvious in his voice as he does. It is warning enough to get you to hold on tighter than before, which is exactly what he wanted. Racing down the street once he knows you absolutely won’t let go.

You’re not surprised when he ends up in the bar district, but when he passes all the busiest bars you are confused. Until he pulls up to something a little quieter, more exclusive. Taking you along to the entrance and then to a quieter corner of the bar after that. Asking what you’d like so that he can order you both drinks before his arm slips around your shoulders, stopping you from taking off the jacket. 

“Leave it, it looks good on you.” Yuta insists, thanking the waitress who serves you before he’s back to talking with you, “So, how come it took so long for you to come over to us? Are you just shy?”

“I mean somewhat with new people, but I was also intimidated.” You admit meekly and he raises a brow at that.

“Intimidated by what?” Yuta asks now quite sure what you could have been intimidated by.

“All the attention is on you and your crew if you haven’t noticed. Which is about the exact opposite of what I’m used to. So it’s rather intimidating.” You’re embarrassed, but not about to lie to the man your friend said values loyalty. 

“You expect me to believe that someone who looks as beautiful as you isn’t used to attention?” Yuta chuckles, but when you fluster further he stops, playing with your hair lightly to show that he means nothing by the sound. 

“Thank you for the compliment, but no. I’m not used to it. People don’t really see me like that I guess.” You shrug, getting nervous when Yuta sighs.

“Well if they can’t see that you’re a catch that’s their loss.” Yuta mirrors your earlier words, “But if they’re too fucking blind to see that then I most certainly won’t complain about the lack of competition for your attention.” 

“Now why would you want that from me when you get it from so many others?” You take a turn to ask him something now.

“Well for starters something tells me that you don’t just give your attention to everyone.” Yuta starts off, “I like it when the attention is genuine too. Not just about what I can win or what I have. The attention should be on the person after all. Which is why I believe that with us it can be more than just infatuation because we’re both being genuine with our attention.” 

You hate how your face burns at his admission, “I think that you might be right.”

“I usually am.” He playfully responds, helping you relax some by making you laugh.

“Oh, so you win on the streets and you’re always right. I’ll keep that in mind.” You muse back, making him laugh now.

“There we go! There’s some feisty coming out. I like it.” Yuta laughs, squeezing you tighter to his chest just a little bit.

“Well if our attention is genuine shouldn’t our personalities be too?” You ask, looking up at him from your spot against his side.

“That they should! I can’t wait to see more about that side of your personality too.” Yuta admits, smiling back down at you.

And show him more of your personality you did. It was amazing how quickly you got comfortable around Yuta. Though you learned a lot about his personality too, he seemed rather comfortable with you as well. Staying in the bar for quite some time, but mostly just talking over a few drinks and appetizers. Yuta eventually leads you back out to his motorcycle late in the evening. Taking you home with an apology for it being so late.

“No, it's fine, I enjoyed myself. Are you gonna be okay getting home?” You ask, realizing just how long you both had been out.

“Are you inviting me in?” Yuta gasps in false scandal before smirking at you, “That’s a little fast isn’t it angel?”

You fluster, sputtering over your words a little bit, “I don’t - I mean - That’s not what I meant, but I - I wouldn’t mind.” 

“Oh is that so?” His smirk only grows as he climbs off the bike, “Let’s go see how your pretty little apartment looks then. After all, we wouldn’t want me getting into a wreck getting home so late.”

You squeak as Yuta slips his arm around your waist, leading the way up to your apartment and into it as if it were the most natural thing for him. Taking off Yuta’s jacket and draping it over your couch. Though now that you had gotten this far you weren’t quite sure what to do. 

“Very fitting for you, pretty girl.” Yuta says taking it in before noticing your body language, chuckling a little, “Is someone getting shy again?”

“I… uhm…” You stutter hating how his teasing affects you so much, but you can’t think of an answer for him.

Yuta’s hand slipped under your chin, fingers squeezing your cheeks and making your lips pout out with a whine, “You’re too good of a girl to know what to do right now, huh?”

You nod as best you can in his grip, “Don’t know, but I want it.”

“Oh, do you now? But you don’t even know what you’re getting into angel?” Yuta smirks down at you.

“How can I know if you don’t show me? So show me Yuta. Or is the street the only place you like going fast?” You can’t help but goad him a little bit, hoping to spur him on.

It appeared to work too when a moment later he’s on you. Hands working eagerly on both of your clothes, no longer wanting anything to come between you both. His grip never loosens up on you as he moves you to his liking. Fingers petting through your folds, listening to your moans and whimpers. Smirking at how easily you coat the digits. 

“You never told me angel… did you like riding my bike?” He asks, slipping his fingers in and curling in hopes of coaxing an answer from you. Something that it was rather easy to get to happen. 

“Yeah, I liked it a lot.” You admit and he smirks in response.

“Is that the only thing you’d like riding angel?” He practically purrs out the question, making your head spin in response and you swear that you might pass out from pleasure.

“No. I’d like to ride you too… especially on the bike.” Your response had Yuta spiraling now. Making him change his plans for tonight some, because now he wants you to ride him for the first time on his bike.

“Fuck you’re a little slut… that’s hot angel,” Yuta growls out his response, fingers moving faster inside of you now. Showing you what else he likes fast as he growls more and more impatient. 

“You’re going to cum for me. Going to show me how pretty you look when you fall apart.” He practically growls out before leaning down and pushing a thigh further out of his way. Yuta is impatient now more than ever as he latches onto your clit, humming at the taste of you. Wanting to work you up as quickly as he could. Not initially letting up when he feels you cumming, instead riding you through it until you’re shaking like a leaf and your vision is spotty. “Sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted angel. You’ll have to let me really devour it some other time.”

His words cause you to shudder at the thought of finding yourself in bed with him again. Yuta smirks as he takes note of your reaction. His hand gently squeezes your hip before helping you to flip over. Positioning you onto your hands and knees before undressing himself behind you. He leans over you for a moment, placing sweet kisses over the back of your neck, hands coming to rest over yours before squeezing. 

“You’re going to need to hold on angel, I’m not going to be able to hold anything back any longer,” Yuta tells you, one hand leaving yours to line himself up. He pushes in slowly before leaning back again once he’s fully inside you. Immediately setting a brutal pace as he leaves you to claw at the sheets beneath you, wailing in a way that’ll certainly have you getting noise complaints. You couldn’t help it though, not when Yuta was fucking you like a man crazed, fucking you as if he need you as desperately as he needed air to live.

“Oh… my… god… it’s so good.” You’re praising him in cries as you soil the sheets beneath you with tears and drool. Only getting even louder and messier when his hand slips under you and rubs angry circles onto your clit.

“Come on angel, cum for me. Show me how good I’m making you feel.” Yuta encourages you, his words the final push you need over the edge. Yuta falling apart at the feeling of you cumming around him, pulling out to release on your ass. He’s careful to help you lay down on your stomach without getting the mess everywhere. Placing a kiss on your back before disappearing to get you some water and something he could delicately clean you up with. The bold man meekly has to ask for extra direction in finding clean sheets. Then he’s off to get them before returning to change them and get you settled in for the night. Laying you against his still bare chest as he carefully plays with your hair. 

“Can I take you out to dinner sometime?” He asks, wanting to get the question out before you fall asleep. 

“I mean that’s kinda doing things a little backward, but sure.” You agree, but can’t help chuckling at how you two went about things.

“What can I say? I like doing things fast.”

[crunchyapple33]

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ㅤㅤㅤzacharyㅤㅤ9teenㅤㅤsagittarius ☼

hii hello hello everypony i am zach, and i decided to make this blog to get back in touch with my spiritual side. here, i want to reblog posts about paganism, reality shifting, and really anything else i can get my hands onto :3

i have known about manifestation since i was 11, and learned about reality shifting when i was 16. since then, i've practiced both on and off, but not because i become unmotivated! i have had many positive results of manifesting, with some help from subliminals, but sometimes i just forget i can do these things until a few months later, and then i get back into manifesting and shifting, y'know? hehe

i use he / him pronouns, i am a boygirl gaybian. i am ambiamorous!

things i like:

ㅤㅤrupaul's drag race,   descendants,   life is strange,   yellowjackets,   mythic quest,   marvel cinematic universe,   craig of the creek,   the color yellow,   winter season,   rain,   rick and morty,   tarot,   the sims 3,   age regression,   self shipping,   penguins,   foxes,   therianthropy,   solarpunk movement,   rpf,   bob's burgers,   american dad,   spongebob squarepants,   boyre aesthetic,   folk punk genre (my favorite artists are pigeon pit, pale waves, alex g, ninjasexparty, and mccafferty :3),   the number 33

things i dislike:          [basically a dni]

ㅤㅤc.ai,   shifttok,   pro-israel,   heavy talk of christianity,   maga maggots,   terfs,   anti-ageres,   anti-kins,   anti-polyamorys,   if you think pronouns equal gender

               not everything i wish to add to this dni is included, it will be updated as i remember more things to add! sorry if i block you, i just prefer to cultivate my social media time as best as i can ^w^

my main dr:

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤRUPAUL'S DRAG RACE

i have had many other dr scripts in the past, but i have since moved to a new notion account to start fresh, and didn't feel the desire to move any of my old scripts along with me. would anyone like if i were to talk about this dr? i swear, i've only seen maybe 2 other people ever who have also had a drag race dr, it's so sad </3

i also wish to make a drag race au dr of everyone being in college hehe. i'm trying to focus all my attention finishing the script for this dr first though, because i know if i multi-task, i'll end up never finishing either of them </3

[osamucide]

that elim just pissed me the fuck off

[lacontroller1991]

Lead the Way (RJ MacCready x F!Reader)

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Author's Note: Posted on A03 as well. It was really a matter of time before I posted a fanfic for him or Valentine. Am I taking requests for MacCready? "You're damn right!"

Warnings: 18+, Gun Violence, Canon Typical Violence, Language, Like 3 sexual comments, Drinking, Mention of Drug Use (Uh Hancock, nuff said), MacCready being the dumbass that he is

Word Count: 3.1k

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The first time MacCready crosses paths with her it’s between buildings in what was formerly Downtown Boston, with him narrowly dodging stray bullets while she takes down raiders left and right. Ducking behind a wall, he tries to take a peek at her face, but it’s obscured by a mask that blends in with the rest of her ammo clad armor. In fact, the only way MacCready can really decipher that the shooter is a female is the smaller, slender frame and the slight protuberance in the chest area.

Normally, MacCready isn’t the one to shy away from a firefight, but from his standpoint, it’s not his barrel, not his monkeys. He also has a kid to provide for and getting himself into trouble for no reason isn’t a great method of survival.

Crouched down on himself, his crystal blue eyes watch the way the unnamed figure easily dodges bullets, taking down raider after raider. He has to admit, for a lone shooter, she sure knows what to do. 

With the gun smoke settling, MacCready moves out from his spot behind the wall, standing 30 paces away from the stranger. 

“You gonna try your luck or you gonna walk away?” Her voice is modulated by the mask and sounds distant while she crouches over the dead bodies, picking random objects from their pockets, causing MacCready to scoff. 

“Why waste your time with sh-junk like that?” The figure stands to her full height, adjusting her bandolier across her chest. Hopping off of the platform, she reaches for her rifle and slings it along her back.

“Maybe next time I get to see you actually fight.” Her comment is sharp off her tongue and it takes MacCready by shock. Nodding to MacCready, she takes her leave, leaving him in his thoughts. Who is she?

MacCready’s legs burn as they race up the ever winding stairs. He needs to get a good vantage point. His target is making their way through the Commonwealth way faster than his lead had originally planned. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

His rifle slings from his shoulders into his hands as he gets a clearing. High enough for a good vantage point, low enough for his target to not escape his scope. He needs the caps more than anything, and his client, well, is paying a hefty sum. Enough to hire some help with Med-Tek.

His fingers fiddle with the setting on his scope, focusing the hairline on the oblivious target, walking in the middle of the road, in broad daylight. MacCready scoffs. “Idiot.” Before his index finger even brushes the trigger, a resounding static crackle echoes off the destroyed buildings and his target falls into a heap on the ground, unmoving. MacCready jerks away from his gun in disbelief. His one chance of caps, gone. Now who’s going to hire him? “MOTHER FU- UGH!” His eye peers through the scope and settles on a hooded figure, dragging his target through a valley. Taking a deep breath, he narrows his eyesight, trying to make out any telltale signs about the second, unwanted party. The only thing he can make out is the all black attire and a mask hanging from the belt. Wait. “That bitch!”

Grumbling as he gets up, MacCready dusts off his pants before grabbing his rifle with a scowl. What is he going to tell his employers? Sorry boss, someone else killed him before I could even get my finger on the trigger. He kicks the ground beneath him, bringing up a plume of dirt and dust as his mood sours by the second. He needed that money. If she starts picking off more of his targets he might just have to take matters into his own hands and get rid of the competition. Can’t have two mercenaries in the Commonwealth.

“I need a drink.”

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Magnolia’s singsong voice echoes throughout the repurposed subway station as MacCready downs another round of whiskey. He should be saving what little caps he has, but his mood demands alcohol, even if it’s not the best idea. 

“You better have enough caps to pay up Mac. You know what he will say if you leave your tab open,” Charlie comments, filling up MacCready’s glass while he scowls.

“Yeah yeah,” MacCready dismisses the robot abruptly, swirling the glass in his hand, ignoring the person sitting down next to him.

“Bourbon, neat.”

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. What are you doing in a place like this, lass?” MacCready peeks at the person beside him from the corners of his eyes and nearly chokes on his drink. A woman, a gorgeous woman, sitting next to him. He can’t recall the last time he saw a woman that clean with straight white teeth and washed hair. 

She takes the glass from the Mr. Handy and raises the glass to her mouth, parting her perfect, plump lips. Hell, maybe MacCready drank way more than he should and is imagining things. “Hello to you too, Charlie. It’s been a while.”  MacCready can’t help but to tilt his head as he tries to get a wrap around her voice. Why does it sound so familiar? She takes a sip of the amber liquid and MacCready watches the way her head slightly tips back, accentuating her smooth neck and damn he wants to place his lips on it. Turning fully in his seat, he looks at the bar patron drinking in the sight of her jacket wrapped around her waist, revealing a clean, white tank top that left something to the imagination. His mouth dries in response but she doesn’t make a move to acknowledge him. 

“Well, well, well, look who it is.” A familiar voice to MacCready joins in on the conversation, leaning against the bar on the other side of the stranger. “What are you doing in Goodneighbor sunshine?” The merc watches the woman on his left down the rest of her drink before smiling at the mayor.

Charlie refills her glass while she gets down from her seat, wrapping her arms around the ghoul. “John. So good to see you.” Hancock immediately hugs back, hand creeping lower on her back before giving her butt a small grab much to MacCready’s shock. Sure, Hancock has always been flirtatious, but he doesn’t think that he’s ever seen him openly grope a person outside of sexual situations. The hug lasts for another second or two before they pull away, resuming their positions at the bar while Robert watches, drink in hand forgotten. 

“You didn’t answer my question, doll. What brings you around to these parts? Last I heard, you went out west.”

“I did, ran into some NCR soldiers, blew some shit up, hunted down some people. Was good fun, but I heard some rumors that the Commonwealth has an uptick in jobs, so here I am.” 

Hancock’s black eyes gaze her over, licking his lips while MacCready scoffs. “So here you are. Had any luck?”

“Yep, took care of a bounty earlier today. If bounties like that keep coming in, I might make the Commonwealth my home.” Mac’s blood freezes as it all sets in. She’s a bounty hunter. She’s the one he saw taking out the raiders. She’s the one who caused him to lose his job. She stole his kill. He can’t believe this! He oughta draw out his gun and blow a hole in her head. The sound of glass shattering brings the whole bar into silence, drawing MacCready out of his rage only to look around for the source of the shattered glass.

“What’s wrong with you Mac? That was a perfectly good glass!” Hancock chastises, grabbing a towel from behind the bar and moving towards the merc. It wasn’t until Hancock put the towel on his hand that he noticed that he was the one who shattered the glass and was bleeding. 

Charlie’s motors whir in annoyance as he brings out a broom and dustpan, sweeping up the shards off the floor but all Mac can see is the woman right in front of him, confusion written on her face. “That’s going onto your tab!”

“What was that about Mac?”

“You stole my kill.” He points an accusing finger in her face as her eyes narrow. 

“I didn’t steal shit. There was a bounty. Game is game."

“No. I was paid to take him out and you stole that from me.” She scoffs as Hancock backs away, eyeing the two people.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have been slow. Maybe then you would have your pile of caps, merc.”

“Woah woah, I don’t need more blood spilt in my bar. Why don’t you two take this outside.” MacCready rolls his eyes as the rest of the bar watches on in anticipation. Why should he have to leave because of some stupid girl. 

Scoffing, he slams some caps onto the table. “Whatever. Good luck trying to get the next one.” With not another word said, he leaves the bar, hellbent on beating the stranger at her own game. 

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He doesn’t know who or why she continuously gets bounty after bounty, but it’s well past the point of him being nice. He’s 0 for 7 and if he doesn’t get one soon he might actually kill her in cold blood. It doesn’t help either that anytime he sees her all he can think about is slamming her against a wall and shoving his dick in her mouth to wipe that smirk off of her fuc-freaking perfect face. 

“Face it Blamco, you’re just too slow. You’re not as good as me,” she comments from beside him at the bar, glass of bourbon in her hand as he scowls.

“Oh wow, you came up with another name. Good for you.” This is how it’s been. Trying to beat each other to a bounty, her eventually winning, him coming to the Third Rail, her following and gloating, him drinking, her teasing him, him scowling more before eventually leaving. Then it repeats.

“Have you ever thought that maybe this isn’t the line of work for you? Maybe you should do something simple, like farming.” Ok, now he’s livid.

“Why don’t you just shut the hell up and leave me the hell alone.” It comes out more soft and depressing than he was hoping for. He was wanting it to sound angry, to be intimidating, but the softening of her facial features tells him that it had the opposite effect.

“Damn MacCready. What’s got you down in the dump? I’m just teasing you.” She places a tender hand on his upper bicep and he can’t deny how nice the contact felt, but he shoves it off, standing up and towering over her.

“I’m sick of you and your stupid teasing. You don’t know how much I need those caps. You’re so selfish, taking all those bounties. Maybe leave some for other people. Why don’t you go back out west where you belong. And God, you’re so annoying. I don’t know whether I should shoot you in the mouth or kiss you just so you would shut the hell up!” She closes her mouth, brows bunched together in thought. MacCready scoffs, downing his watered down whiskey. “What. Don’t you have anything to say now?” 

“You’re such a fucking dick Robert. You don’t know shit.” She sets a bag down on the counter and he can tell it’s full of caps. He watches as she turns to Charlie who hovers ever so slightly, eagerly listening in on the conversation. “When he isn’t throwing a temper tantrum, give him the package.”

“Sure thing Miss (Name).”

“Oh and put his bill on mine. It’s covered.”

“Will do ma’am.” She doesn’t spare him another glance before grabbing her stuff and setting off, leaving the pile of caps on the counter.

“Is she actually just leaving that?”

“She left it for you, wanker. Honestly, your behavior as of late is unsavory. No wonder why you have had no clients.” He floats away for a second before retrieving a box and setting it down in front of the former gunner. “Now are you going to grow up or am I going to have to leave this with me until you fix yourself.” Mac’s curiosity of what lies in the box automatically shifts his mood to tolerable. Removing the lid of the box, his breath catches in his throat. Inside the brown box lies a red syringe with the words “Med Tek: Prevent” printed in white.

“Is this what I think it is?” His heart races as he picks up the syringe. This can’t be it. Can it?

“Miss (Name) went there the other day with Mr. Hancock. Took out the whole subunit of ghouls to bring you this. I do hope you reconsider your abrasive words.” How the hell was he supposed to know that she went to Med Tek to get this cure? How the hell was he supposed to know that she knew he was looking for this?

“Who told her about Duncan?”

“I imagine the same person who went with her.” Hancock. He should’ve known. Grabbing the syringe and the pile of caps, he races up the stairs and out of the building, running right into one of the people he wanted to see.

“Slow your roll MacCready. What’s got ants in your pants?” Hancock’s cool tone questions him as MacCready pockets the syringe, his hands itching in nerves.

“I want to kick your ass so hard, but first, why the hell would you tell her about Duncan, let alone Duncan’s disease? You know damn well that that is none of her business! I trusted you to keep that between us, not to tell some random ass stranger who just happens to be good with a gun. Second, where the hell did she go? I need to give her a piece of my mind.” MacCready makes a move to brush past Hancock, but Hancock is physically stronger and stops the young man in his tracks.

“One, she asked why you needed the caps so bad since you were being a bad sport about a kill and I had one too many hits of jet. Two, good luck finding her. You can be a dick when you’re drinking and pissed off.”

“I had every-”

“Every right to, yeah yeah, but still. She has a heart of gold and maybe if you didn’t have a fire lit up your ass, you would’ve known that.” MacCready calms down in Hancock’s grip, letting the ghoul loosen his hands. “I don’t know where she went, but I bet she doesn’t want to be found. Sunshine is one of those people who if you seriously piss off or hurt, they like to lick their wounds in private.”

“Why would she care what I said? She doesn’t like me.”

“I forget how naive you are, kid. A girl like that doesn’t just hang around people to hang around people. She obviously digs you. Gives her some… competition.” Robert scoffs.  

“As if she needs any, she’s too damn good on her own.” Hancock shrugs, wrapping an arm around his friend’s shoulders, walking him over to Daisy’s shop.

“If you manage to find her, let her know how you feel.”

“I don’t-”

“Mac, yes you do. You like the competition too, and you know it. Now get this cure to Duncan.” Hancock slaps him on the back forcing MacCready forward, hand in pocket.

“Hey Daisy.”

“Hello RJ, whatcha got for me today?”

“I got the cure.”

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It took MacCready a solid month to track her down. Whenever he would get to where she was, she was already gone. Despite wanting to give up and get back to work, he couldn’t drop the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. If anything, he wanted to thank her for getting the cure for his son, but he can’t deny how lonely the past month has been without her presence. 

The gates to Diamond City stand tall in front of him as his stomach tangles in knots. She should be here, he thinks to himself, hoping Hancock’s information is correct. What is he even going to do once he finds her? What is he going to say?

Nodding to the guard, he walks through the entrance to the baseball stadium where the city rests before him. “Well, now or never.” Taking a deep breath, he inhales the smell of Takahashi’s ramen and it makes his mouth water. “What’s a few more minutes?” Sitting down at the makeshift bar, MacCready absentmindedly sticks his hand in his pocket and runs his calloused fingers over the pile of caps. Once she had left and he had delivered the cure to Daisy, Mac counted the caps in the pouch she had left on the bar and couldn’t believe that she would leave that much. It was around 800 caps, which was practically the amount he could’ve gotten had she not collected the bounties before him. “What’s up Taka? Set me up with some of your shima… uh… whatever they’re called.”

“Nan-ni shimasho-ka?”

“Yeah, yeah! That’s the stuff.”

“Nan-ni shimasho-ka?”

“You’re damn right I’ll take two servings!” The robot sets the noodles down in front of him as he lets out a groan. Maybe he’s more hungry than he thought. Digging into the noodles, the real purpose he came to Diamond City slips his mind. Until it’s right across from him, oblivious to his eyes. Slurping down the last bit of noodles, MacCready wipes his mouth with the back of his hand before setting a few caps down, quickly hopping off the stool and rushing towards her. 

Skidding to a halt, he stops a few feet behind her, his blue eyes piercing her back. “Took you long enough to find me Macaroni. Are you always going to stand behind me?” That’s it. MacCready huffs out in frustration, taking large steps towards her as she turns around, a soft smile on her gorgeous face. “Still getting upset over nicknames?”

“Just shut the hell up.” He takes her face between his hands and brings his lips down to hers, the force of the kiss causing her to stumble back, dragging him with her. Needing air, MacCready pulls away, a string of saliva connecting them to each other as he rests his forehead against hers as they catch their breaths, ignoring the way people are looking at them. “Got anything to say now?”

“Kiss me again you idiot.” He doesn’t hesitate as his arms snake around her waist, holding her close to his body while her arms wrap around his neck, fingers tugging at the ends of his hair. “Why don’t we go somewhere more private?”

MacCready chuckles, his hand moving lower and lower on her back before resting on the swell of her butt. “Lead the way.”

[noviablast]

Secret Santa

This is for @netbug009 I hope you really enjoy this! And thank you @sweetcircuits for hosting this event! I have this posted on ao3 and underneath the read more!

“And I have the perfect movie planned after everything else tomorrow.”

Sprx grinned to himself before a fist hit his head, “OW! What was that for?!” Spinning around to face Nova, she was giving him a hard stare.

“We agreed I would pick it.”

“What, no we didn’t.”

“Did too.”

“Did not.”

Nova huffed, “Fine, then we’ll have a competition for who chooses. The others can be the referees.”

Sprx could feel the smirk come easy to his face, “You sure you wanna do that? I can take whatever is thrown at me.”

Nova simply walked past him, not giving him a chance to react when she grabbed his hand and dragged him behind her.

_______

Nova and Sprx stood in front of the rest of the team, explaining their dilemma.

“... And that’s why we need you to be the refs.”

Sprx grinned at Nova, “Yeah, otherwise it would be totally unfair. For Nova at least.” Her response was a roll of the eyes.

“Let me get this straight,” Gibson started. “You want us to basically pit you against each other over a ‘lovers spat’?”

“But this is a really important matter, Gibson!” Otto jumped in, Chiro nodding along, adding his own thoughts, “We’ll do it!”

Gibson groaned, bemoaning his lost alone time while Antauri merely smiled.

_______

Sprx groaned under the weight he held above his head, only slightly regretting the contest now. He had 5 large weights all placed on a fairly large piece of metal, holding them up with his own strength as much as he wished he could use his magnets. His only saving grace was Nova had easily over half the amount of weight he did to make the contest more fair. A contest of endurance.

Gibson looked almost bored with Antauri hovering nearby while Otto and Chiro cheered for both. Sprx swore he could see worried glances from Gibson but that could also just be the strain on his body and the sweat in his eyes.

He could feel his arms burn as the minutes ticked on, nearing the 10 minute mark. Until Sprx made a fatal mistake. He glanced at Nova, to see how she was fairing. He quickly dropped the weights as he felt warmth rush to his face from something other than the weights. He felt weak at the knees seeing Nova straining to carry the weights just as much as he was.

He groaned as Nova’s cheering quickly filled his ears, he knew he would need to sit down for a few minutes before he could feel like he could breathe normally again and the flush faded from his cheeks.

_______

Nova knew full well what was happening, in a best out of three match, the group was gonna choose one thing she was good at and the same with Sprx. At least Antauri suggested handicaps to help even the odds. Which is how she was in the foot crusher cruiser 6, racing as fast as she could to a marked out finished line. Her track was straight forward while she knew Sprx would have sharp turns and other obstacles in the air to bypass along with having a delayed start. Sprx complaints filled the comms even as he navigated his track with ease.

She wanted to end this contest as quickly as she could. With one more victory, she would secure her choice as the movie for the night. But she couldn’t help snarking back at Sprx via comms.

“What, you afraid you’re gonna lose that easily? Thought you could handle anything.”

“Sorry love, we both know I would never make anything easy for you. Besides, I can make up for your loss tomorrow at our date tomorrow.”

Nova felt her cheeks light up from anger and for Sprx’s comment. For as much as he flirts and talks big, he does well with sweeping her feet and taking her breath away with every date. But her momentary distraction of her thoughts was just enough for him to reach the finish before she could. She groaned, knowing that now the odds were evened out again.

_______

Everyone stood in the robot main control room once again, Nova and Sprx both readying themselves for the last challenge. Otto and Chiro both were practically vibrating with excitement, ready to see how this planned out. Gibson cleared out his throat as he prepared to speak.

“As is clear, Otto and Chiro did an excellent job with choosing a challenge that may have been more challenging for one of you but adding additional handicaps to help even everything out, even if the expected winner was the same. For this last one, me and Antauri had both agreed upon the tie breaker.”

Sprx couldn’t help the comment from leaving his mouth, grinning from ear to ear, “I thought you thought this was a waste of time?”

Gibson shot him a glare before continuing, “Thankfully as this is the last challenge, we won’t have to deal with this last matter for that much longer. And as such, this challenge will just need your mind to be completed rather than anything more intricate. Antauri?”

Antauri nodded, “Whoever answers correctly will win this challenge and the competition.” He cleared his throat before speaking again, a riddle this time, “Felt in the chest and given away, I can be broken but never stray. What am I?”

Everyone watched with bated breaths as both began to think heavily, not wanting to lose to a riddle. A minute ticked by in silence before both suddenly yelled out at the same time, “THE HEART!”

Antauri nodded as Gibson groaned, “Of course they answered at the same time….”

Sprx and Nova quickly began arguing over who answered, while Otto and Chiro both shared a look, ready to plan something else.

Antauri interrupted the chaos, “Perhaps it is best to discuss what movies you both wanted to watch and decide together.”

Nova huffed, “I wanted to watch a Nightmare before Christmas.”

Sprx quickly snapped his head from Antauri to Nova, “Wait really, I wanted to choose that one too!”

Gibson’s annoyed yell could be heard even outside the robot, “YOU MEAN THAT YOU COULD HAVE SOLVED THIS BY JUST TALKING THIS OUT AT THE BEGINNING?!?!”

[bucket-of-f1]

TIRE COMPOUND YAP

Alright gang, it’s time y'all knew about the chaos that was (and is) Formula One tire shenanigans.

But first, some technical details (aren’t you just so excited):

In Formula One, the cars all have wheels (oooh) Attached to the wheels are tires (aaah). The tires are made of rubber, but because it’s F1, this ain’t your normal black circle that us peasants slap on our piddly little Peugeot. Nah, these things are insane.

They’re made from a combination of natural rubber and a mix or multiple synthetic rubbers of various names that I cannot pronounce without using at least 98% of my Latin root knowledge (i.e. styrene-butadiene copolymer, polybutadiene, and bromobutyl).

They’re then constructed into the actual tire, which has the three main components that you see in any tire (if I remember my high school auto shop notes correctly, don’t worry I’ll double check this before I post it):

Bead

Sidewall

Contact Patch

Here’s a diagram (of a normal tire) I edited to show these. The “tread” section is where the contact patch would be.

The bead is where the tire meets the wheel itself. Very thick, pretty inflexible compared to the rest of the tire, and has steel bands embedded to keep it strong and in-place. There’s also molded/carved ridges to grab on to the wheel (remember, a wheel is the metal bit that the tire is connected to). This acts as a sort of tire for the tire, gripping on and making sure that the tire doesn’t slip off its mount.

The sidewall is a LOT thinner, and very flexible. All rubber, made to be the part that shifts and flexes under load, which these cars experience a lot of (we’ll get to that in a sec).

Last, the contact patch. The most important part (arguably). Made of rubber and steel bands throughout, this is the part that’s actually in contact with the tarmac, as the name suggests. It has to be strong — the kind of strong that survives bouncing over kerbs at 100+ miles an hour, the kind of strong that can do miles and miles of constant strain, rolling at 215 MPH down straights and slowing to 60, 30, in the span of a hundred meters. Or, more strenuous, taking the faster turns. If you try taking any form of curve at 140, 160 MPH like these guys do, you’ll get to watch your tire explode under the pressure (shortly before you wrap yourself around a tree or telephone pole and take out my power again).

Now this is cool and all, but I can hear it already: “Bucket, what about the actual tire compounds? You know, the only part of this we’ll ever actually need to know while watching F1?” And to that, I respond: “Oh god I’m so sorry that’s what I meant to be talking about this whole time and then I got carried away sorry sorry sorry.”

So tire compounds:

When you’re watching F1, you’ll notice that the tires are color coded. You can see it off to the side of the driver’s name in the race order, and you’ll hear it called out.

There’s five basic types, but I’ll get into the nuance after the overview (image of tires for reference below).

Slicks:

Softs (red)

Mediums (yellow, sorry there’s no yellow color)

Hards (white)

Soft tires are marked with a red ring. They are, literally, softer than the other tires. The way it works is this: the softer the tire, the more it sinks into the ground. Softs spread out more, making a larger contact patch. More tire in contact with the road = more traction. Think about it like dragging your hand down a window: soft tires are like putting your entire palm and all five fingers flat against the window, then dragging down. A lot more resistance, because you’ve got more of your hand gaining traction against the window. More contact/traction means slowing and turning faster, and it heats the tire up faster (which allows for even more traction, because a hot tire sinks/sticks to the ground better than a cold one). The downside to softs is that they degrade faster, wearing out to have less traction and a higher chance of blowing out. They may be the fastest tire to slap on that car, but you’ll only get 20-30 laps out of them.

Hard tires are the opposite of softs, marked with a white ring. They last a really long time, like they’ll go almost the whole race length without blowing out. Their downside is that they take much longer to heat up, and even once they do they’ll always provide less traction than soft. It’s like putting a finger or two on the window and dragging down.

Mediums are smack in the middle, marked with a yellow ring. Lasts longer than a soft, more traction than a hard, but not a specialist at really anything. Imagine four to five fingers, but no palm.

Grooved:

Intermediates/inters (green)

Wets (blue)

Intermediates and Wets (green and blue rings, respectively) do the same job to different degrees. They’re both a build for wet weather, but Intermediates are for when it’s not AS wet as you need a Wet tire. Basically: Inters are for a a drying track and maybe some drizzling rain, when slicks aren’t good but Wets are too slow. Wets are for when it’s anything more than that. These tires are quite soft, but they’re also grooved, like civilian tires.

Current F1 uses these five compounds, but what most people don’t know is that compounds also have sub-compounds that Pirelli, the manufacturer, decides on a per-race basis. They range from C1-C5, with 1 being the hardest most durable and C5 being the softest and fastest. Pirelli decides what C-rating range will be available to teams on the weekend: for example, tracks that put more stress of the tires, like high speed circuits and circuits with high temperatures, call for lower rankings, C1-C3. Circuits with less stress, or circuits that may require higher grip, are C3-C5. Softs can be C3-C5 (usually C5), Hards can be C1 and C3/4, and Mediums are C2-C4 (pulled all this info from Pirelli’s site so it better be right).

You can actually see the compounds listed during pre-season testing:

So yeah, that’s how it works, in way more words than you ever wanted. If you made it this far, I congratulate you. Pat yourself on the back. Go get some water. You now know how F1 tires work!

But it wasn’t always this way (history dump incoming).

Y’see, at one point, there were less restrictions. And then there were more for a while. And then less. Because F1 is always changing.

In the 50s and 60s, five companies (Dunlop, Englebert, Firestone, Continental and Goodyear) made tires. In the 60s, Dunlop had the genius idea to make the tires wider for more grip. Like, MUCH wider.

In ‘71, Firestone upped the game by introducing the first true iteration of slick tires in official Formula One racing, at the Spanish Grand Prix. From the early 80s onward, the FIA started having some fun messing with how big the tires could be, prompting companies to learn to make and optimize different sizes.

Coming out of the 1996 season, Goodyear was the only manufacturer for tires. Then, at the beginning of the ‘97 season, Bridgestone joined. [insert Spider-Verse prowler sound effect]

This sparked the first major tire war of modern F1. I guess Bridgestone won, because Goodyear pulled out for the 1998 season.

Also in 1998, hoping to reduce car speeds, the FIA required all tires to be grooved, like modern Inters. This lasted until 2008, where all tires had to have four grooves running down the center (with the exception of 1998, which had three grooves).

Bridgestone had a good run of about two years, but in 2001, Michelin joined the fray. Then, in 2005, the FlA had the genius idea of banning tire changes mid-race.

And sweet baby Jesus did this combo eventually result in one of the funniest and most boring races of all time. I'll write about that another time, but l'll tell you this: Indianapolis Motor Speedway.

If you know, you know.

Unsurprisingly, largely as a result of that race, in 2006 they reinstated tire swaps.

in 2007, Michelin pulled out, leaving Bridgestone again the sole provider. There was some fun color coding issues and solutions as rules shifted, but nothing wildly interesting other than some confusion in the first race of a season where people weren't exactly sure how hard of a compound they were using.

2009 saw a shift back to slick tires and changes in aerodynamics to encourage mechanical grip (i.e. things like the tires giving grip as opposed to the wings pushing the car down for traction).

After 2010, Bridgestone left, and the power vacuum was filled by Pirelli, who's held it since then. So far, their 2011-current run has only had a few notable moments, the biggest being the 2018 season. They introduced two extra compounds on either end of the spectrum: pink hypersofts and orange superhards.

These were dropped in 2019 in favor of our current system, to make it easier both on teams and fans to understand and work with.

So... yeah! Tires :3

As always, feel free to pepper me with asks about F1. I do love answering them. This blog is a light in my life that really helps sometimes.

Love y’all.

[charles-eclair16]

Reviving Reputations

X. The Fallen Hero

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Formula 1 Updates

5 August 2023.

Charles Leclerc has once again made headlines and for all the wrong reasons. The Ferrari driver has been in the spotlight for the past 3 weeks and not for the reasons he would have liked.

The 25 year monegasque has been under fire once again for speaking out about his ex-girlfriend Amelia Harper. In an Instagram post he wrote:

"I am sorry for all the inconvenience caused by me or by people related to me. I am so apologetic to the fans who were treated without respect and were called racial slurs. I don't support the same sentiments. I'm reflecting on all the wrong things I've done and I hope the fans find in their heart to forgive me.

I hope I can prove myself to the fans who I've disappointed. I hope you guys continue to support me and the team"

To which the response was mixed with fans writing comments such as:

User: it's high time really I didn't love him but now I just don't like him

User: I don't know why we are blaming him because from what I know it was His girlfriend that too his ex-girlfriend who attacked the fan not him

User: it is not the first time she has done something like this. Charles is only speaking this time because she literally attacked a fan just because she was asked to sign a poster with his face

User: he could have done better

User:🤢🤢

User: you and your girlfriend can go to hell

User: dragging Ferrari's name in the dust

User: a shame he's the main driver of such a historic team

User: flex? Never liked him he was overrated anyway

User: I still don't understand why you people are holding him accountable and not the person who did it

User: it's because he's more famous then her so obviously he's the one people are dragging.

Harper and Leclerc were in a relationship since July last year and since then the F1 driver has been in various news and update pages for different reasons out of which not all were good.

The downfall of Charles image was seen gradually with the fans who had expressed their dislike towards Harper after various sources close to the couple confirmed that it was Harper who had leaked the infamous sex tape. Fans had then spoken out about the news Charles seemed to be surrounded in just because he was dating her. Charles team had done everything in their power to remove the tape from the online community within minutes. Harper had also been cancelled before for her racist and rude behaviour with fans. She was also under heavy criticism for not disclosing ads on her Instagram when she is legally bound to.

This time the situation escalated very fast when a fan was physically attacked by Harper because she asked the model to sign a poster with Charles photo. The fan was then taken to hospital and Harper was escorted out of the paddock by the security shouting and screaming. It was not a pretty sight. The whole situation brought Leclerc bad publicity and with his race results not being satisfactory, it only added fuel to the fire. Leclerc was also under fire for his dating history within the same friend group which also included cheating allegations with Harper being an acquaintance of Leclerc's ex-girlfriends. Some of the comments on his latest Instagram post includes-

User: yeah concentrate on your racing career not on models and maybe you'll get better race positions.

User: I watch the race to see the cars not your girlfriend fighting the fans and calling names

User: I still don't know what he saw in her

User: you could do better

User: he's getting his karma

User: time to support another team

User: this just reflects which kind of people he surrounds himself with

User: I knew she was problematic but damn

User: I hope Ferrari doesn't sign you for the next year

These are only some of the comments on his posts. His reputation has really taken a hit for the worse.

Read below-

•Amelia Harper and her problematic history- from fake donations, the leaked sex tape and her infamous paddock fight.

• Timeline of Charles Leclerc and Amelia Harper whole relationship

• Amelia Harper cancelled once again for a fake giveaway fan event and Charity donations.

• Charles Leclerc's ex-girlfriends full list and history

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