#sylvie & daniel.

[lounesdarbois]

"Article intéressant mais je vous promets que nombre de nationalistes français métissés ne trouvent pas vos propos de nationalisme racial pan-européen, poivré dans quelques articles ici et là, drôle. Ce sont des gens qui se savent trahi. C’est la trahison qui leur incite le plus et quand ils voient qu’après avoir été trahi par les réseaux vétérotestamentaires cosmopolites à la Kalergi, puis par la nouvelle gauche, puis par des influenceurs du nationalisme auparavant français mais finalement racialiste pan-européen, ce seront ces derniers qui se prendront des bombes, innovatrices, mais nuisibles et violentes, des nationalistes français trahis. L’élément est dorénavant planté. Les bombes et autres armes de vengeance commencent déjà à se faire contempler. Ca va finir très mal."

Cher "anonyme".

Le ton de demi-menace et les termes "inciter", "bombes", "armes de vengeance" rendent votre démarche curieuse. Cette équivoque est le privilège des anonymes et la pente naturelle des lettres anonymes.

Est-ce que vous suivez mon parcours? E&R est composé pour 1/3 de banlieusards et métis patriotes comme moi. Depuis 15 ans j'espère en l'avènement d'une classe "racailles patriotes" pour simplifier, comme le furent autrefois corsaires et flibustiers sur les mers pour le compte du Roi. Hommes durs, fraternels, collectifs, et par-dessus tout LOYAUX envers le pays. Ni ratonneurs ni racailles. Loyauté envers le pays c'est loyauté envers les lignées patrilinéaires des hommes de la souche du pays, qui nous ont précédé, qui ont façonné le pays, qui en ont fait ce merveilleux potentiel, cette table toute prête à laquelle nous venons nous asseoir. Les Desouche ont la préséance dans un ordonnancement national. C'est normal. Nul ne récuse la préséance des Desouche en Italie, Tunisie, Thaïlande etc. Voyez comme la Tunisie a expulsé sa 1ère invasion de migrants en 2023! Patriotisme = loyauté = gratitude. Tout le reste est idéologie, névrose, manipulation.

Je viens de Grenoble ultra-gauchiste bordéleux corrompu, j'y ai appris la vie. Je ne suis pas un Français de souche et rallie la France car je n'ai qu'elle, cela par gratitude, par souvenir de tout ce qu'elle m'a donné de Charité, de Beauté, de grandeur et j'aimerais que nos "nationalistes français métissés" dont je fais partie, s'occupent, dans un contexte de racisme anti-Blanc banalisé, de modérer les invectives de certains "métis" attentistes. Les diatribes des Noah, Booba sont des appels à la destruction par métissage et agression et sont i-nac-cep-tables. Le discours de haine de soi de certains bobos Blancs comme Sylvie Laurent, Molard etc doit être critiqué par les Blancs ET les métis unis. "L'humoriste en paix", je ne l'aime pas. Dans les moments cruciaux il a toujours pris la voie facile. L'affaire Obono… Assez de ce "métissage" qui ne tolère les Blancs de France que comme corvéables, métissables dociles réceptacles.

Cher "anonyme" seuls des métis patriotes loyaux (comme vous et moi), sont opportuns pour contredire durement de tels propos. Quand des Blancs le font, le mot magique "raciste" met fin au débat. Nous les métis devront faire face à une autre mise en danger qui sont les références à la "harka" et au "bountisme", j'y reviendrai en détail c'est important.

Je ne suis pas moi un de ces types qui chie sur les Blancs ou au contraire qui appelle à la violence contre tel ou tel autre en restant en retrait.

Nous sommes Français par la bonté des Français qui ne le savent même pas et se croient coupables de tous les maux. Il faut répondre au bien par le bien. Nous ne devons AUCUNE LOYAUTÉ à des partis communautaires quels qu'ils soient: ni chinois du 13e ni LFI ni likoudnik ni antillais ni espagnol ni franmac ni rien de tout ça. Ils n'ont rien fait pour nous, ils sont incapables par eux-mêmes de produire, de servir, d'ordonner, d'apaiser. Quand il y arrivent c'est par la souche française pré-existante. Ils ne sont pas la vraie substance qui souffre, qui paie, qui porte le pays. Par exemple qui en France produit la nourriture ? Les 1% d'agriculteurs blancs persécutés, suicidés de désespoir sans personne pour les aider, accablés de moqueries, d'impôts et d'ingratitude alors qu'ils sont les plus utiles, les plus bosseurs, les moins payés, et pourtant les plus directement issus des plus anciennes lignées populaires françaises.

J'aime Bassem. Et des gars, des bons gars, maghrébins bac+5 m'ont dit "Mais pourquoi tu le relaies c'est une caillera il nous enfonce". Ce n'est pas ainsi qu'il convient de regarder les choses leur ai-je dit. Il faut pour le pays des bac+5 spécialisés et précis oui mais aussi des patriotes de rue, ouvriers, avec émotion directe. J'espère que Bassem fasse un jour de la politique car c'est sa vocation profonde: passer de blogueur "leader d'opinion" à "Grand frère des Français patriotes et traditionnels d'origine immigrée". Mais je prends mes distances quand soudain malgré 10 ans de d'expérience il dit soudain à un gars assez connu "sale gw** de merde". La voie facile du racisme anti-Blanc dans un contexte d'invasion massive constitue une aggravation du déséquilibre. Je suis pour l'équilibre, l'ordre, la tranquillité de l'ordre qui est la définition même de la Paix. Quand on est immigré, écraser les Français de souche conduit par Justice Immanente à se faire ensuite écraser par d'autres immigrés plus récents, ça se vérifie à chaque génération depuis les premiers Italiens de 1960. Aimer les Français de souche rendra la paix au pays et à tous les hommes dans le pays. Les Français de souche doivent sortir de la haine de soi vendue par la Canaille au pouvoir. Et les non-Blancs comme vous et moi doivent aider ces Blancs à s'aimer eux-mêmes. Et nous le faisons non servilement dans un esprit mondain mais pour le pays, pour la "chose en soi" comme disait Kant.

À bien y réfléchir je vous remercie de votre message et des menaces voilées qui s'y trouvent car je dois dévoiler un manifeste qui s'appelle "Vous avez dit bounty?" que j'ai en réserve depuis longtemps et vous m'en rappelez l'urgence.

Cordialement,

Lounès Darbois

[alotofpockets]

3.5K Celebration: Requests Closed!

Wow another milestone added to the books. Thank you so much for your ever continuing love and support, it means the absolute world to me!💗 

To celebrate this number, I would love to write your requests :) As always please read my request info before requesting!

I will leave a prompt list below the cut for inspiration but also feel free to send me your own requests! I'll be writing for the following people:

MARVEL

Yelena Belova | Natasha Romanoff | Wanda Maximoff | Kate Bishop | Florence Pugh | Elizabeth Olsen

WOSO

Jackie Groenen | Daniëlle van de Donk | Katie McCabe | Leah Williamson | Alessia Russo

CHICAGO FIRE

Leslie Shay | Sylvie Brett

RENEE RAPP

Reneé Rapp | Leighton Murray

Prompt list below the cut

"I'll drive you home."

"Take my jacket."

"Are you bleeding?"

"You've always felt like home."

"Maybe things would've been different in another life."

"I think I'm in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me."

"You just can't help yourself, can you?"

"I'm at the hospital."

"Is that a hickey?"

"I didn't know where else to go."

"It was you the whole time?"

"We need to talk about what happened last night."

"You do realize that we're locked in right?"

"You remembered?"

"I want you, and only you."

"It's nothing, just a scratch."

"You're great with kids."

"There is enough room for the both of us."

"We're just friends." - "Are you joking? They look at you like you are their whole world."

"They found out we are dating because my lockscreen is a picture of you."

"Please don't hang up."

"Your flirting is so bad it's adorable."

"I thought you said you wouldn't fall in love?"

"I come here whenever a need a quiet place to think."

"My keys are in my back pocket. Can you get them for me?"

"They just invited us to be the third and forth wheel."

"The weather is getting worse. Why don't you stay the night?"

"Your handwriting is recognizable, you know that right?"

"You're wearing my shirt/jersey."

"You love me?"

"Can we go home?

"Twins? We're having twins?"

"I saved you a seat."

"What if I don't know how to be a good parent?"

"That guy at the bar keeps staring at you."

"If there is nothing going on between you two, you don't mind if I ask them on a date, do you?"

"I think I'm gonna feel that tomorrow."

"Here, let me help."

"I like that you make me laugh so much that my cheeks hurt."

"I've had a bad day, and honestly all I want right now are some cuddles."

This prompt lists consists of prompts found on Pinterest and ones I wrote myself. All credits for the Pinterest ones go to the original writers.

[kim-ruzek]

Just some tough questions:

Matt Casey or Sylvie Brett?

Stella Kidd or Kelly Severide?

Kim Burgess or Adam Ruzek?

Kevin or Trudy?

Mouch or Hermann?

Violet or Ritter?

April or Ethan?

Will or Connor?

Maggie or Dr Charles?

Sharon or Boden?

Hailey or Jay?

Gallo or Carver?

You weren't kidding when you said tough questions, these were SO SO hard. But here:

Matt Casey or Sylvie Brett - I adore Matt, I really do, and JS is one of my favourite CF actors, but Sylvie... just basically all of her scenes, I love and enjoy her so much.

Stella Kidd or Kelly Severide - oh this was SO SO hard, it was one of the most agonizing of them, but in the end I just had to chose Stella. I adore and love Kelly, but man, sometimes he really annoys me (especially earlier seasons - the time between Shay era and Stella era, that in particular).

Kim Burgess or Adam Ruzek - now THIS was my hardest choice. I love these two so much, I think I love others, and I do, but whenever I see either of them I get all heart eyed I swear, I love them. But inevitably, Kim is my girl.

Kevin or Trudy - you are truly, truly cruel having to make me choose between these two. I kept going back and forth with my answer here, but I finally landed on Kevin. He's my king, and Trudy is my sarcastic queen but Kev needs alllll the love.

Mouch or Herrmann - no offense to Herrmann, because I do love him, but Mouch is so iconic and I love him so dearly.

Violet or Ritter - THIS WAS SO CRUEL. I bloody adore Violet, and she's so pretty but Ritter, man. Ritter is my guy. I've been rewatching fire and oh my, I've fallen in love with him even more all over again. But in the end, I went with Violet, but only just. Honestly, this one I was the closest with just fucking it and calling it a tie.

April or Ethan - Ethan. I love these two the most when together vs individually (even though I am fond of both individually) but Ethan just has my heart more than April does.

Will or Connor - Connor is one of my most favourite characters ever. If you put him against most of med's cast, I'd choose him every time.

Maggie or Dr Charles - I stopped loving him as much after a few seasons, but I did really enjoy him (especially at the start) with Sarah. Maggie I do like, but she's not one of my faves and I honestly could take her or leave her.

Sharon or Boden - Boden, any day and every day. I love him so so much, and out of all the OC leaders, he's the one I'd most want to work under.

Hailey or Jay - I have a love/hate relationship with the both of them, but I've loved a lot more of Jay scenes then Hailey's.

Gallo or Carver - Gallo! Gallo is my boy. I do like Carver, but I don't 'love' him - I was sad at Gallo leaving, but if Carver left, I wouldn't be as sad.

Thank you for asking!! Sorry it took a while to get to, this was a really fun ask that I wanted to make sure I had enough time and energy to properly dedicate to it!!

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[cowgirlkatebishop]

◣ TAG GAME ◥

Four characters that make you go "my man, my man, my man"

Thanks, @sigelfire! (I'm gonna include two of my girls. Because no one said I can't.)

npt: @ladamedusoif @quarantineddreamer @buckybarnesss @frostbitepandaaaaa @whoaitspascal87 @gaygingersnaps @nerdieforpedro @angelofsmalldeath-codeine

[pbjelly90art]

Spaceverse Faer sketch dump, part 4!

Here's truly a sketch dump of mostly recent (and a few older) pencil sketches over the last couple of years featuring Faer related characters (coloring is in progress for a few of these, will update gradually.) I hit the Tumblr daily image upload limit trying to put together this one, so I'll have to come back and edit this one another day soon to add some more lol. xD

EDIT: Okay, got them uploaded! In order, we have: some Eirwen sketches, Eirwen with his kids, Titus, Kiran the dragon, Jagun ice skating, Titus and Eirwen ice skating (Yuri on Ice inspo!), Ijsbrand, Andras, young Philippe with his mama Marci, a What If scenario with Philippe and Dimitri meeting as kids on Muir, young Danny with his parents Esther and Rhys, Argo with young Arlen, Rosie with her brother Pyper, Aedus with young Arlen, Elias, Eirwen, Philippe with Dimitri in the present day, Sylvie (this sketch needs more work, not happy with her face even if it's cute, could have resembled her mom more), young Sylvie with her mom Alysanne, Rhys and Danny, Adam (not a Faer character really but he's on this page, and hey some of his relatives moved to Faer lol), Caelius, Tarsus with Sylvie, Pyper (older sketch that predates this RP but I still like it), Damla, Pyper and Arlen hanging out, young Arlen, and finally, an older sketch of Danny (predates this RP) but that shows him mourning his parents.

[intellectures]

Jung, bunt, überraschend

Die Longlist zum Deutschen Buchpreis kann sich sehen lassen. Neben den Romanen einiger erwartbarer Kandidat:innen enthält sie überraschende Titel, die bislang noch nicht entdeckt wurden. Ein prominenter Name taucht überraschend nicht auf.

Die Longlist zum Deutschen Buchpreis kann sich sehen lassen. Neben den Romanen einiger erwartbarer Kandidat:innen enthält sie überraschende Titel, die bislang noch nicht entdeckt wurden. Ein prominenter Name taucht überraschend nicht auf. Jeweils exakt die Hälfte der nominierten Romane sind aus den Frühjahrs- und den Herbstprogrammen. Continue reading Untitled

[witchygagirlwrites]

Kelly Severide x Reader

No one knows why the new paramedic is so secretive about her homelife until it crashes with her worklife

The new paramedic at fifty one was damn near a mystery to everyone. She’d gotten hired nearly three months before and hardly no one knew anything about her personal life, not even Sylvie. She was sweet and damn good at her job but beyond coming to work and doing her job that was all anyone ever saw of her. Kelly had found himself damn near infatuated with her within about a week.

She was smart and funny and didn’t mind putting anyone in their place. She’d stand in front of her patients on domestic calls to shield them from their abusers spewing venom while CPD hauled them away and would be so gentle with children it made his heart flip just seeing it. She was an amazing woman and he wanted nothing more than to know more about her, just as a friend but she would barely give him the time of day.

He walked into the common area and she was sitting with Sylvie, Gallows and Ritter. A laugh bubbled out of her at something Ritter said and he had half a mind to slip him a twenty to keep saying whatever it was that had made her laugh just so he could keep hearing the sound. This was kind of pathetic. He was falling for a woman he basically only knew on a work basis but even only knowing her on a work basis and for this long everyone seemed to be pulled towards her. She had this gravitational pull. He just didn’t understand why she still hadn’t let anyone in. He wondered if maybe it was something in her past, had she endured something at an old house that made her slow to trust? Was she planning on just being here temporarily? That thought made his heart ache, losing her before he ever even knew her.

He would keep trying, just to be her friend. Nothing more. He just wanted to see one of those smiles pointed at him just once. She cut her eyes up at him and nodded when he walked by “Lieutenant” he smiled “Morning”

Yeah, he’d just have to keep trying.

“Daniel, baby you gotta stay with uncle Caleb. You know mommy has to go to work!” you passed your son over to your brother and shot him a grateful smile. Your older brother was absolutely your life line. When you found out you were pregnant his biological father had disappeared damn near as fast as the second pink line had appeared but Caleb had stepped up to help you however he could, including syncing his schedule to make sure he was always off when you had to work.

Normally Daniel would be in daycare but they were closed due to a pipe bursting over the weekend. “Thank you so much for this Caleb” he grinned “I told you before he was ever born, I’m always in your corner. Now get your butt to work. Go save some lives. I got little man” you kissed Daniel’s cheek and patted Caleb’s shoulder before grabbing your bag and heading out to your car.

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You liked firehouse fifty one. Everyone who worked there seemed to be truly decent people, Sylvie Brett, your partner was the world’s biggest sweetheart. Chief Boden was the best boss you could ask for. Captain Matt Casey was always nice and understanding,as for the lieutenant of the house Kelly Severide..well you didn’t want to think about how much you liked him. He was gorgeous, beyond brave even if he was a little brash at times and when you would see him interact with kids? God it made you almost want to see if Daniel’s daycare could come to the house on a field trip..almost.

You had the same rule for your job as you had for your dating life. You had to hit the six month mark before you could meet Daniel. Hell the only person who knew you had a son at the house was Chief Boden and he promised to stay tight lipped when you asked it of him. 

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When you got into work you spotted Kelly in the bays and smiled at him when he looked your way “Morning Severide” he grinned “Morning” you walked past him and he called your name so you glanced over your shoulder at him “Yes?”

“When are you gonna let me buy you lunch? Just as friends?” you shook your head “Why don’t you buy Casey lunch? You two are already friends” you continued into the station house and heard everyone laughing behind you.

It was around four when a call came in for a multi vehicle accident. Truck, rescue squad and ambulance were to respond. When you came running into the bay to jump into your rig with Sylvie you winked at Kelly when he looked your way and he laughed despite the situation. Maybe you were finally warming up to him?

He climbed into the rescue squad and hollered at Cruz to get it going. The line of vehicles hit the road and tore out.

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When they rolled onto the scene it was a total of four vehicles involved. Some were worse than the others. He hadn’t expected you to jump out of the ambulance before it stopped rolling and take off running towards a dark green truck screaming “DANIEL! CALEB” 

He instinctively jumped out of rescue squad to run after you. When he got to the truck he saw that you were crawling into the backseat to check on a little boy that was probably close to two and a man that favored you was standing next to the truck with a cut across his forehead. He called your name gently and you looked back “I’m sorry Lieutenant Severide. I know the most serious patients go first but I had to check on my little boy and my brother”

His eyes widened “Your little boy?” you turned your back on him and finished looking over the boy before unbuckling him from the car seat and sliding out of the truck “Kelly this is my son Daniel. Daniel this is mommy’s friend Kelly” “Hey Kelly” Daniel said with a shy smile. “Hey” Kelly greeted. He saw your hands were shaking as you shifted Daniel onto your hip to check your brother..what did you call him..Caleb? Caleb’s head. “Stay with them, I’ll radio another rig and get ritter to assist Brett”

“I can help her” you argued and he shook his head “Stay with your son Medic. That’s an order” you smiled slightly “Yes sir” he nodded “I’ll find you in a little while, after I help clear the scene, ok?” “Ok”

You were sitting on the curb with Daniel and Caleb while Caleb talked to his insurance company. They were sending a tow truck and a rental car. Guess that was why he paid such a high premium for such good service. He’d only needed butterfly stitches so Sylvie had let you just grab them out of the back of your rig.

“Are you in trouble for coming to us?” Caleb asked and you shook your head “I don’t think so” then saw Kelly head your way “Let’s see” you passed Daniel to his lap then stood to meet Kelly halfway. Daniel waved at him and you smiled when Kelly leaned around you to wave back.

“Why didn’t you tell anyone you had a son?” he asked and you shrugged “Boden knew” he nodded “Is that why you’ve stayed so distant from everyone?” you nodded “People are always friendly and want to get to know you until they find out you have a kid then it’s oh sorry never mind” he smiled softly “He’s a handsome little man. Looks like his mama” you grinned “Thanks Kelly” he nodded “So, that lunch offer?” you rolled your eyes “Really Severide?” he held up a hand “I was gonna say the diner down from the station house has really good waffles. Can I buy you, your son and your brother some?”

You opened your mouth then clamped it shut then opened it again “Did you just ask me out with my whole family?” he nodded, a smile slipping onto his face “I wanna get to know you, that’s all. Daniel is your son, he’s your world. I get that. Caleb is your brother, also important to you. It’s not that big of a deal, it’s just waffles sweetheart” you shook your head “Caleb’s rental will be here in half an hour. They’re even bringing a new car seat too” he grinned “So I guess that’s a yes?” you nodded “I guess it is”

[hyohaehyuk]

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kphagnasay IG/TW: BTS-The amazing cast and crew of INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE season 2 hard at work. Ep.7-8. Sam and Jacob chatting, while Ben Daniels plotting with the Coven. we keep it sexy-n-spicy. .#interviewwiththevampire #theatredevanpire #vampire #Jacobanderson #SamReid #delaineyhayles #kphagnasay #themadlaotian #actorslife #thestage #Vampirecoven #annerice #behindthescene #AMC

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kphagnasay IG/TW: BTS-""All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts." Shakespeare- View from Quang Pham Judges chair. They're up to no good. .#interviewwiththevampire #theatredevanpire #vampire #Jacobanderson #SamReid #delaineyhayles #kphagnasay #themadlaotian #actorslife #thestage #Vampirecoven #annerice #behindthescene #amc

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[agendabymooner]

closure ! max v. x ofc (hearth sister!ofc)

“it wasn't right—the way it all went down. looks like you know that now.”

summary: sylvie just wanted to prove that she was good enough for the red bull racing team, but everything that had to do with her history with max seemed to get in the way of her determination— and she made sure that he knew that.

content warning: panic attack (and its triggers), use of explicit language, mentions of absent father figure, j*s verst*ppen 🤢, christian horner, frenemies to lovers (ish), confrontational text messages (max and sylvie), max being oblivious to her mental state, mentions of max’s childhood (not detailed)

note: as someone who struggled to find peace at certain situations, I know what it’s like to struggle in asking for help. please remember that there are people that are more than willing to give you the support that you need.

(i may not be able to update any of the smau works for the next two weeks as i am out of town and i only have my ipad with me. i normally do the layouts on my computer. i’ll try my best!)

enjoy xx

masterlist

2016 Spanish GP

If fate worked like this all the time, she might as well jump off the cliff if any of her peers asked for it.

She had been pulled out of her lectures for the week only for her to sit and watch how the racing teams operated. She could only roll her eyes when Christian Horner recommended she should have her presence be known in the paddock and the track as she prepared to work in an F1 team.

Sylvie already knew how everything worked; she was going to be a driver, for fuck’s sake. She had been trained for it. She grew up attending the race weekends because of her father and grandparents. She knew everything now. Hell, she even had Toto Wolff for an in-law (practically). He could just rerun everything to her if she needed to remember.

Christian Horner clearly had a different intention towards her visit. He claimed that she needed to relive the experiences in the garage, the media pit and the hospitality. But she knew the truth.

She had a rapport, her history in the academy was obviously discussed to Christian at some point. How Christian never mentioned anything about her departure from the program to her sister, who now held parts of Red Bull and the other two teams, she never had an answer for. It wasn’t a secret to most. At least to those who were there the day she left.

Tilly was in the Mercedes area, leaving her little sister in the Red Bull hospitality as she listened to nothing. She felt so alone and isolated, her urge to go to Mercedes was overwhelming. But it wasn’t as if she could; Christian had already told her off about her role and position in the company.

It didn’t help that Max Verstappen, donning his number 33 shirt, was in the same building. He was quite adamant on keeping her company but she constantly avoided him, slipping out of his sight as soon as his eyes settled on her.

She found excuses, most of which had something to do with Daniel Ricciardo. The Australian hadn’t minded though, knowing that she felt uncomfortable being around other people especially around Max. Daniel never minded her excuses, instead making up a lie that’s believable to others. Just so she could escape.

Max’s family was there that weekend. Obviously, she knew his mother and Victoria, his sister. Max and Sylvie, the two 18 year olds, were practically soul twins. Born on the same day, grew up together, and had been attached to the hips since the day they could crawl— they were friends, no one just knew what had happened. His mother had always asked Sylvie’s mum about her and how she’d managed to let her friendship with Max dissipate like that. Victoria missed having Sylvie over for tea whenever she visited the Netherlands, asking Max about what he had done to let Sylvie go like that.

Jos Verstappen was a different story. He never liked Sylvie, only holding a certain amount of respect for Julius Hearth and Blanche Ford Hearth. He always wanted Max to be successful at motorsport and this meant that nobody could be as equally good as his son. Not especially when Max’s ability matched Sylvie’s. He always claimed that hanging out with “that girl” will simply distract Max.

Even if he nodded at his father’s direction, Max continued to be friends with Sylvie, spending more time together whenever she and her family would fly and meet with his family.

At the ripe age of 12, Max admitted to her that she’s the closest thing that he had to an imaginary friend. Like he was forced to grow up before he could even walk. She was the one who would pull up the PlayStation whenever he failed to please his father for the tournament of that time. Jos never liked her, but he didn’t know exactly what could’ve made him dislike her. Sylvie didn’t like him, either, because she couldn’t believe that she was the one who’d have to give Max the childhood that he deserved. There are times when she wished she could simply spew out the foulest words and lump him with her own father. Well… she had already considered him a shitty father, and there’s no changing of opinion now.

So for Sylvie to see Jos in the paddock, basically keeping his eye on his son like a pestering hawk? Yeah, she turned away from their direction.

Then another group of people came, the same arrogant smile all over their faces. They taunted her.

She could remember her last week at the academy, when she had enough. These boys questioned her abilities on the track as soon as she started, trying to get her to quit as soon as she could. She didn’t care about them, because whenever they’d race she remained on the top of their level. They hated her because of it. Then on her last day, she was left to be called a name that didn’t even fit her…

“Snake Sylvie!” Matt Bauer was what she called Max’s bitch. He never liked Sylvie and had always wanted to be in Max’s family’s good graces. Alongside him were Max’s two other friends. These three were the same incompetent fucks who never ended in Formula 2. Thus, ending their racing careers early. They were doing fuck knows what these days. Which was quite hilarious, if you were to ask Sylvie, because they were the ones who kept telling Max to “Keep working” or “toughen up and get the first place.”

She couldn’t remember their names when she met them again that weekend, her eyes were already blurry from the tears as she shoved her way through them. “Where are you going?! We’re just going to catch up, babe!”

She didn’t even stop, her feet speeding up as she attempted to wipe her tears away. Her lips let out a stutter of excuse me as she pushed her way into where the Mercedes garage was.

Second free practice didn’t start anytime soon and Sylvie was thankful for that. It, however, never stopped the camera by the engineering station from capturing the sounds of a sobbing girl and an image of her nearly soaked Red Bull shirt as she ran inside. Had she been stronger than this, she wouldn’t have ran to Toto.

As if he knew someone was coming his way, Toto Wolff immediately took his headphones off and turned. His face etched with worry as Sylvie wrapped her arms around his broad figure. She was hysterically sobbing and shaking, her tears almost soaking his white shirt as she kept her head tucked in his chest.

“Can we stop the camera? There’s an obvious situation going on in here and we need a moment,” Sylvie couldn’t hear his voice as it was something more of a rumbling noise. Meanwhile Toto’s stern expression made the cameraman do as he was told. “Hey, schwester, are you okay?”

She was relentless, sobbing as she kept her head down and her arms tightly wrapped around him. She couldn’t speak. Not breathe for that matter. It felt like the last day of the academy all over again. Having no voice felt like she was just as defenseless once more.

“Sylvie, do you want me to take you to your hospitality?” Her bloodshot red eyes, still tearing up, stared into his dark ones as her lips quivered and her head shook left and right. “Do you want your sister?”

Toto knew that the Mercedes hospitality was nearer to the Red Bull area than the Mercedes garage. So for her to go this far just for comfort… something told him that she didn’t want to stress out the pregnant woman and that she needed more than her sister.

He pursed his lips, feeling helpless as he kept an arm around her shoulder as they walked out of the garage. He nodded at his engineers as if he was letting them know about leaving for a moment.

He did his best at comforting her. Rubbed her back, shushing her quietly and gently leading her to the hospitality. People outdoors had gotten a glimpse of her situation and began to speculate, which forced her to hide her face once more as Toto glared at them.

“Come on, schatzi,” inside nobody had batted an eye on her. And instead of speculating, certain people merely looked at the two with concern. What the hell happened, they probably asked themselves.

She was too busy crying and hiding her face away that she hadn’t realized Tilly was already approaching the two. Sylvie didn’t look up until she heard, “What happened, bello?”

“She came to the garage,” Toto said quietly, looking down at his in-law with concern as he said, “she couldn’t say anything because she’s having a hard time breathing.”

“Oh, lovie,” Tilly whispered empathetically, her delicate figure reaching out to hug her little sister, “I’m sorry to hear that. Come, let’s sit down, yes?”

Sylvie could barely think throughout the process of moving from one place to another. They reached the Mercedes motorhome and found themselves in a private room, Sylvie’s lips were swollen and her tear-stained cheeks were red.

She wasn’t even aware that Toto left until his tall figure returned with two bottles of water in his hands. He simply placed it down on the empty table and exchanged looks with his girlfriend. They couldn’t even find a way to help her out of this.

“Listen, Sylvie,” the girl’s sobbing subsided for a moment as Toto said, “I will come back. Okay? I will check and make sure that you’re alright, but I have to go.”

“Yes, go,” Tilly nodded at him, “I’ll be here. Thank you for taking her to me, mon amour.”

“Alright, I’ll be back as soon as I can,” Toto murmured as he leaned down and pecked Tilly’s lips. “I love you.”

“And I love you,” Tilly smiled ruefully, her eyes trained on her little sister as Toto moved to stand and hug Sylvie. Sylvie could only hug his waist, not wanting to let go but had done so anyway.

“Take some time to breathe, lovie,” Toto said for the last time before he left hesitantly.

Nobody but the two were inside the motorhome, thankfully. Sylvie would be so embarrassed to cry in front of other people— as she had done so ten minutes ago. The silence was interrupted by Sylvie’s sobbing. Tilly couldn’t help but wrap her arm around Sylvie’s shoulders, trying to occupy as much space as a pregnant woman could. God, this was the only thing that she didn’t like about her pregnancy. She wasn’t able to comfort her sisters or anyone as much as she’d like to do.

The model couldn’t even think or try to let out a single word, only crying in her sister’s arms as she listened to her shushing. It didn’t take long until the tears dried up. Her energy drained from crying too much over some fuckers who couldn’t even make it to the podium. Them, and that one person would be able to do that on Sunday.

With exhaustion washing over her, her sniffles turned into something more silent as she shut her eyes. It didn’t take long for Tilly to notice this as she stood up, giving more space to the girl on the couch. “Get some rest, lovie,” Tilly said quietly, brushing Sylvie’s hair away as the girl drifted off to sleep.

She really didn’t like being here in Spain.

—

Argument just outside the motorhome was what had woken her up. It was normal to have frustrated drivers or team principals throw a bitch fit, but hearing an argument was a different story.

Her eyes stung from opening after her post-crying nap, her feet meeting the floor as she popped the lid of the bottle open, her parched body taking in the water that she swallowed.

She liked eavesdropping, she really did. She liked to provide her own input even if it’s not needed— she was nosey and everyone knew that. But what she had gone through just about an hour or so ago made her lose the energy and motivation to be her usual self.

It didn’t stop her from walking closer to the door and listening in to whatever argument was going on.

“She’s here to observe and work, she’s not here to spectate,” that was Christian Horner.

“But she’s not feeling well, Christian, she has to rest,” now that’s her favourite in-law. Not really in-law.

“Look, I get that you’re looking out for her but you have to understand,” Christian hissed, “she’ll be signing with Red Bull as soon as she graduates. I cannot have her working with the team if you’re constantly mollycoddling her just because you’re the closest that she has to a father figure. This is a professional work setting, Toto, and she needs to be disciplined to be a part of it.”

“Disciplined, in what way?” The sternness on Toto’s voice could kill, unless you’re just as stupid as Christian as Sylvie heard a scoff coming out of the Red Bull team principal’s mouth.

“Everybody’s going through tough times,” Christian said, “so what? Most of us are moving along anyways. Don’t treat her like a child and make exemptions. She’s never going to learn how to toughen up from it.”

“Hey!” Another voice rung out as the door opened slightly, making her step back as she heard an exclamation of, “That girl was distressed after she left your area— the place where she’s supposed to feel comfortable working in. It’s not her responsibility to bear the problems that are clearly happening within the area of your control, so don’t you tell us how to accommodate if you can barely take care of it. Alright?”

“Fuckin’ prick,” the door slammed shut as Sylvie’s figure remained frozen, her eyes watching as they met Lewis’ dark ones. He smiled gently and asked, “Hey. Are you feeling better now, sweetheart?”

She didn’t respond for a moment after she heard Toto say, “Just give it a rest. She’ll work on what she has to do, just let it go for now. Speak to Tilly, if you would like.”

“Don’t worry about them,” Lewis pulled her back to the couch and sat with her. He leaned back as he joked, “Lovers’ quarrel is what’s going on between the two.”

She chuckled quietly, unable to keep her facade. The laughter fell eventually as she muttered, “I didn’t mean to create such a scene. I’m sorry.”

“What? Hey, girl, no,” Lewis felt his heart break at her words as he reached and rubbed her shoulder for comfort. “Don’t be sorry for snapping. It’s brave of you to keep it together in the first place.”

“I really didn’t mean to make a big deal out of it,” her voice cracked as she tried not to cry. Thinking about it was exhausting and saddening. “It’s just— there’s—“

“It’s okay, take a deep breath,” Lewis told her softly. She did as she was told. Many would say that it’s a rare thing to happen but Sylvie listened.

“There’s just people,” Sylvie explained quietly, not looking at Lewis as she murmured, “I haven’t seen them for a while and… I felt so uneasy. Like it’s the final nail in the coffin. I didn’t want to make a big deal because it was at Red Bull. Nobody’s in there. Toto, you and Tilly are in Mercedes.”

“Sorry we couldn’t be there,” Lewis told her sympathetically. “But it’s a good idea that you went to the garage as quickly as you did. Now look, even Christian’s facing Toto’s wrath.”

“I don’t want to think about it anymore,” Sylvie whispered shakily, shutting her eyes close as she sighed, “I just want some closure.”

The next few days were dreadful. She hadn’t wanted to go back to England as much as she did that weekend.

The people she never wanted to see were there. The sad part of it was the fact that Max would continue to be a part of her life and job, whether she liked it or not. She’d have to tolerate him, no matter how much shit she had gone through because of him and those people around him. This was the second time she had seen him and felt so angry. It was like her life was a race. It starts out very well, with her at the pole. But then she crashes the moment she tries to take advantage and overtake.

On Sunday, Max landed in P1. Sylvie watched him pop the cork of the Moet out and showered his fellow podium winners with it. The text that she then received and sent spilled everything that had nothing to do with champagne. But rather explained how she ended up leaving the academy after that damn open tournament four years ago.

Max complains a lot, he could admit, but he never felt so guilty as much as he did when he practically berated her through a series of text messages. He always demanded answers to things that he believed had explanations, and he wouldn’t stop until he got it. But sometimes he wished his relentless demands were silenced by his conscience.

He felt extremely guilty and upset. It wasn’t because Sylvie Hearth refused to give in to his demands, but rather because her answers explained her hatred and anger. It wasn’t just any anger. It was an ounce of hatred and a lot of anger directed towards him.

Because really, he was the reason why Sylvie never turned out to be the first woman to become a Formula One driver. She never got the seat in Red Bull Racing and Max had gotten it instead. Now he understood why she would refuse to speak to or look at him as if they were childhood best friends and act like they were strangers.

[niieve]

it had been a long day, the kind that had felt like it had lasted about a week, and the last thing sylvie wanted to do was head off for a night of uncomfortable small talk -- at a dry wedding, nonetheless. but at least she'd have daniel by her side to keep her company, bring her entertainment -- and a flask tucked away in her purse just in case. the only things bringing her any kind of solace at the moment- at least, until she opened her door, and immediately noticed that he was completely underdressed for the event. before she had a chance to comment, however, he was jumping in and speaking first, making the situation a million times worse, instead of offering up a solution like she'd hoped he'd been about to do.

"...you're telling me this now? an hour before we have to leave?" unbelievable. was it a cruel joke? did he have a tux hidden away in the back of his car? either way... it wasn't funny. not in the slightest. "what are you even talking about? stop being weird, and go get dressed, i don't have time for this. not today."

ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

◦ so i watched a movie about a pair of friends who promise each other that they will be each other's dates to weddings. movie was called plus one & it was honestly so cute but also filled with some angst which i would love ! so basically for the last year, these two have been going to weddings as each other's plus one. one night, they get a little too intoxicated & sleep together. at first, it was weird but then they just started hooking up & found themselves having a hard time stopping. that is, until one of them catches feelings.

dressed up in his casual attire, he tapped his fingers against the steering wheel of his vehicle. he was nervous because he knew that after tonight, things might not be the same between the two. at the wedding last weekend, he had vowed to himself that he would stop sleeping with his best friend because he wasn't ready to commit himself to one person & he had this inkling that the other developed feelings that he did not feel. sighing softly, he made his way out of his car & up toward their door. he knocked softly, waiting for them to appear in the doorway. as soon as his eyes landed on their frame, he forced a sly smile. he knew that he was acting weird, but with the way he's been thinking — he knew that it was inevitable. ❝ hey, uh, so i stopped by to let you know i can't go to your aunt's wedding with you tonight. i don't think we should be doing this anymore. ❞

[wearethekat]

Anticipated New Releases of 2024

**As anticipated by Me. Mostly SFF. Links are to goodreads because that's what I use, sorry. Anything marked "new to me" I haven't read anything by that author before and therefore can't vouch for the quality. I just think the premise is neat.**

Emily Wilde's Map of the Otherlands, Heather Fawcett (16 January)

Sequel to the charming novel about the fairy anthropologist.

Exordia, Seth Dickinson (23 January)

Well, it isn't a new Baru Cormorant, but this modern SF about first contact may be the next best thing.

City of Stardust, Georgia Summers (30 January)

New to me. A young woman descends into the underworld in order to break her family's fatal curse.

The Tainted Cup, Robert Jackson Bennett (6 February)

New to me. A sherlock holmes flavored duo solves the mystery of the murder of an imperial official in a labyrinthine fantasy realm.

What Feasts at Night, T Kingfisher (13 February)

The sequel to the mushroom horror book What Moves the Dead.

The Warm Hands of Ghosts, Katherine Arden (13 February)

A ghost story set in WW1 about a woman searching for her missing brother.

The Fox Wife, Yangsze Choo (13 February)

New to me. A detective in 1908 Manchuria investigates a young woman's death in an area full of mythical foxes.

Redsight, Meredith Mooring (27 February)

New to me. Unpowered priestess and Imperial pawn is set on a collision path with a pirate with a grudge for the Imperium (Gay romance).

Sunbringer, Hannah Kaner (12 March)

Sequel about the professional godkiller Kissen.

Jumpnauts, Hao Jingfang (12 March)

New to me. A SF novel in translation from Chinese, with three scientists joining forces to deal peacefully with a first contact situation.

The Woods All Black, Lee Mandelo (19 March)

I liked Mandelo's debut novel very much so I'm excited to read this queer horror novella set in 1920s Appalachia.

Floating Hotel, Grace Curtis (19 March)

New to me. A series of cozy character vignettes on a space cruise ship after a murder has occurred. One of the four (!) space hotel murder crimes books coming out this year.

The Emperor and the Endless Palace, Justinian Huang (26 March)

New to me. Reincarnation gay romance set in 4 BCE China, the 1740s, and modern-day LA.

Alien Clay, Adrian Tchaikovsky (28 March)

Far future space xenoarchaeology by a man trapped on a prison planet.

Someone You Can Build a Nest In, John Wiswell (2 April)

New to me. Bizarre lesbian cannibalism monster romance from the point of view of the monster.

The Familiar, Leigh Bardugo (9 April)

Glad to see Bardugo writing more adult fantasy, and this one is especially exciting because it's a fantasy set in early modern Spain with a Jewish main character. Fun to see a more original historical period.

A Sweet Sting of Salt, Rose Sutherland (9 April)

New to me. Lesbian selkie romance.

Death in the Spires, KJ Charles (11 April)

Charles branching out from romance into historical Oxford murder mystery about a group of friends with dark secrets.

Audrey Lane Stirs The Pot, Alexis Hall (22 April)

The new Hall thinly veiled british baking show romcom. Libby says it's releasing in April but I've heard nothing from the author so I think it may be Alecto'd (shifted to next year)

Necrobane, Daniel M Ford (23 April)

Sequel to the dungeons and dragons-esque low fantasy lesbian necromancy book.

A Letter to the Luminous Deep, Sylvie Cathrall (25 April)

New to me. Sweet underwater epistolary academic romance.

How To Become the Dark Lord and Die Trying, Django Wexler (21 May)

New to me. A young hero caught in a fantasy time loop gives up and tries being the villain in an attempt to escape.

Goddess of the River, Vaishnavi Patel (21 May)

Another woman-centered retelling of Hindu mythology, this time based on the river goddess Ganga.

Escape Velocity, Victor Manibo (21 May)

New to me. Evil and toxic private school alumni jockey for position in a space hotel event in an attempt to escape a dying Earth.

The Fireborne Blade, Charlotte Bond (28 May)

New to me. Gay dragon slaying knight novella.

Evocation, ST Gibson (28 May)

New to me but looks very cool. Attorney and medium David attempts to escape his deal with the devil with the help of his ex boyfriend and his ex boyfriend's wife (Poly romance).

Service Model, Adrian Tchaikovsky (4 June)

In an SF future, a robot kills its human owners and ventures out into a world where human supremacy is beginning to crumble.

Lady Eve's Last Con, Rebecca Fraimow (4 June)

New to me. A con artist seeks revenge on the man who hurt her sister, who's coincidentally also on a space cruise ship (Sapphic romance subplot).

Triple Sec, TJ Alexander (4 June)

An actual mainstream published poly romance (!!) by trans author Alexander.

Running Close to the Wind, Alexandra Rowland (11 June)

Gay! Pirates! Scheming! Alt fantasy world! Monks! I liked Taste of Gold and Iron a lot and I'm very excited for this one.

The Knife and the Serpent, Tim Pratt (11 June)

New to me. Space opera about an interdimensional organization. Also, there's a sentient starship.

The Witchstone, Henry Neff (18 June)

A childhood favorite of mine's adult debut, featuring a demon who suddenly has to shape up at his curse keeper job after eight hundred years of slacking.

Rakesfall, Vajra Chandrasekera (18 June)

VERY excited to read more weird queer sff from this author after a fantastic debut. Looks weird. I'm in.

Foul Days, Genoveva Dimova (25 June)

New to me. A witch in a Slavic fantasy inspired world flees her evil ex, the Tsar of Monsters. There's also a plague and a detective.

Saints of Storm and Sorrow, Gabriella Buba (25 June)

New to me. Filipino inspired anticolonialist fantasy novel about a nun who is secretly practicing the religion of her goddess.

The Duke at Hazard, KJ Charles (18 July)

A queer regency with an incognito duke by one of my particular favorite romance authors.

Long Live Evil, Sarah Rees Brennan (30 July)

!!! Very excited to see a new adult fantasy by Brennan. A reader is dragged into a fictional world and finds herself the villain.

A Sorceress Comes to Call, T Kingfisher (20 August)

A retelling of The Goose Girl from reliably good fairy tale stalwart Kingfisher.

Buried Deep and Other Stories, Naomi Novik (17 September)

Collection of Novik's short stories.

Swordcrossed, Freya Marske (8 October)

VERY excited to see a new book by talented writer Marske. A man falls in love with the duelist hired for his arranged wedding. MEANWHILE. details of the fantasy world wool industry.

Feast While You Can, Mikaella Clements and Onjuli Datta (29 October)

New to me. Small town queer cave horror.

The Last Hour Between Worlds, Melissa Caruso (19 November)

Multiple reality murder mystery spy vs spy type antics, with lesbians.

[alotofpockets]

3k celebration | Requests open

Wow I've just reached 3k followers, which is insane to me. Thank you all so much for your love and support, as always, it means so much to me how you interact with my work. I'm so grateful for each and everyone of you! 💗

To celebrate I am opening my requests again! I look forward to writing your requests :)

Some of you might have noticed already, I'm going to start writing for more people. You can find everyone I write for in my request info. Happy requesting!

[thereadingchallengechallenge]

TBR tag game

thank you for the tag @horrorgirlreads :3 putting it on my book blog

Rules: Share 9 books you read last year and 9 books you're looking forward to reading this year.

2024 reads - some books I enjoyed but that didn't make it onto my top 24 list:

Come Out, Come Out by Natalie C Parker - a haunting story about three queer teenagers forced into the closet by circumstance who come to terms with their identities only to be cursed by a ghost to closet themselves again

The Shape of Water by Guillermo del Toro & Daniel Kraus - the novelisation of the movie but guys, guys, it's better than the movie. the characterisation is so much deeper and it's so funny and it's just absolutely beautiful, please try it if you can

Gideon the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir - why didn't i put this in my top 24? oh my god. this book. it took me so long to get here but I'm so glad I finally made it

The Pairing by Casey McQuiston - a fun summer romance with great characterisation with the hottest sex scenes I've read for a long time hehe

Cuckoo by Gretchen Felker-Martin - another one I don't understand why I didn't put on the other list. I loved discovering her writing this year and while Manhunt was great, I preferred the characters in Cuckoo

Every Exquisite Thing by Laura Steven - a YA retelling of The Picture of Dorian Gray that took the original story and talked about vanity and self-image in some incredibly interesting ways

The Redemption of Morgan Bright by Chris Panatier - if I'd known this was about the horrors of forced birth as written by a man, I probably wouldn't have picked it up but Panatier did such a good job tackling such a complicated topic. a hard read but a good one

A Sorceress Comes to Call by T Kingfisher - I'm really gravitating towards stories about mothers and daughters at the moment and this one hit just right. I love Kingfisher's fantasy so much, it's always so sweet and comforting

Dreadful by Caitlin Rozakis - a guy wakes up in the body of the dark lord and has no idea how he got there. there are goblins and a garlic festival and a very clever princess and I just had so much fun with this one. I feel like the cozy fantasy girlies are sleeping on it

okay. 2025. what else do I wanna read...

Triple Sec by TJ Alexander

A Letter to the Luminous Deep by Sylvie Cathrall

Hemlock and Silver by T Kingfisher

The Teller of Small Fortunes by Julie Leong

The God of the Woods by Liz Moore

After We Burned by Marieke Nijkamp

Right Beside You by Tucker Shaw

The Listeners by Maggie Stiefvater

Lucy Undying by Kiersten White

tagging anyone with a "G" in their URL ;)

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