#this girl!

[sea-lanterns]

GUESS WHOS OFFICIALLY 20! 🎉

[outsideratheart]

[ohblimeygeorge]

For the prompts, 13. You're safe, I promise, britcedes <3

idk if George is claustrophobic irl but in this case.. he is 🙃

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It had been a long weekend and the Mercedes team were all making their way back to their assigned hotel after a group meal post race. It had been lovely. The food was delicious and despite the tiredness creeping through everyone’s bones, it was nice to relax and laugh and talk about the mundane things - no work talk allowed.

As everyone split off to go to their respective floors, George and Lewis joined some of them in the lift, the machine slowly making its way up each floor, the two drivers saying their good nights as the lift emptied out. Eventually it was just the two of them left and they still had a floor to go to reach theirs.

The two were stood in a comfortable silence, both just messing around on their phones. When there was a sudden jolt, a screech and then nothing. No movement whatsoever. The jolt caused the drivers to stumble from where they were leant against the sides and when the lift came to a stop they both glanced at each other and then the control panel. The lights around the buttons had gone out and all that was glowing was the emergency help button. Then the main light flickered off, again only a small emergency light left on above.

Righting himself, Lewis swore under his breath, “Great. What a way to end the night.” He stretched his arm out to press the emergency button, listening to the crackle of the intercom and waiting for someone to speak. Nothing. The crackling stopped. Lewis pressed it over and over again, still getting no response. Feeling himself get more frustrated, he checked his phone to see if he could call anyone for help and saw he had no signal. “Fuck sake - George, you got any signal?”

“Um…no.”

It was only then that he’d realised the whole time, George hadn’t said anything, didn’t seem to match Lewis’ frustrations. He was just quiet. And his voice then sounded shaky. “George? You alright?”

“Yep.”

It was hard to see in the small box with the light out but Lewis could definitely sense something off in George’s voice. He pressed his torch on on his phone and shone in a way that didn’t blind the other driver but that he was able to see him at least.

George was stood opposite him, stiff as a board and hands gripping onto the handrail behind him, eyes closed and he looked like he was taking deep breaths. “George, seriously, are you good? Because you don’t look it.”

Nodding, George took another breath before answering, “Yep, yeah, all fine. Just um, get a bit claustrophobic sometimes s’all.”

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, Lewis, slowly reached his hand out to rest it on George’s shoulder in what he hoped was a soothing way, “We’ll be fine, we’ll get out soon.”

“How do you know though? Nobody answered on the emergency call and neither of us have any signal to call for help either. So until sometime realises we’re missing we’re stuck here.” George replied, eyes flying open as if he’d suddenly realised something and began flitting around the space, glinting against the torch light from the tears threatening to fall, “oh god, we’re gonna be stuck here all night because everyone’s gone to bed. Shit. Fuck.”

Lewis could see he was spiralling and was honestly surprised at how quickly he was. He’d never really seen George act like this in lifts before so he was a little baffled if he was honest. He wanted to ask the question but thought it best to calm George down first. “Hey, listen, you’re okay man, you’re safe I promise, we’re gonna get out of here yeah? Look, why don’t we sit down? Rather than get tired legs huh.”

Lewis made the first move, slowly sitting himself on the ground, keeping his eyes on George the whole time, watching his eyes follow Lewis to the floor. It took a second but George followed suit, his long legs folding in a heap under him as the tremors from his panic let them fall.

Giving him a second, Lewis checked his phone again - still no signal. He reached up to press the call button again. The same crackle then nothing. Sighing, Lewis stretched out a leg, purposely letting it make contact with George’s foot, keeping him aware and grounded that he was okay and fine and safe. “So.. I didn’t know you were claustrophobic?” He asks, wincing as George’s eyes flit to the doors as a creak is heard. “George?” He prompts.

Swallowing roughly, George speaks, “Uh, I normally have it under control. I can trick my brain into knowing it’s fine, that I’ll only be in this metal death trap for a minute or so and then I’m out. So it’s fine,” he explains, clenching and unclenching his fists he didn’t even realised were tense to begin with. “Uh but like, I’ve never been stuck in lift before so this is uh, scary. Fucking terrifying actually.” The sob that catches in his throat makes Lewis’ heart ache. Seeing his teammate so vulnerable is heartbreaking and he wishes more than anything that someone would answer that emergency button right now. This was a fucking emergency dammit.

“Why don’t we play a game?” He suggests.

Blinking rapidly, George tips his head questioningly, “what game?

“Ever played the sandwich game?” Lewis grins, feeling triumphant when George nods.

So they spend the next 30 minutes playing, Lewis watching as George’s body relaxes as he’s distracted.

Eventually, the lights suddenly come back on and the lift shudders back to life, completing its journey to their desired floor as if nothing happened.

When the doors open, the two drivers stumble to their feet, silently shuffling out into the hallway before pausing.

“Um, thanks for - you know..” George started, rubbing his fingers along his jaw nervously.

“It’s cool, honestly. Glad I could help.” Lewis replied earnestly.

Nodding, George looked down the hallway towards his room before looking back at Lewis, “Could we, um, not mention this again? Please? It’s kinda embarrassing enough I acted like that in front of someone like you.” He chuckled awkwardly.

“Like me? I’m just a guy like you, George.” Lewis chuckled

“Lewis…”

“Your secret’s safe with me.” Lewis replied, softly.

“Thank you.”

“Well, goodnight, man.” Lewis said, before turning around and walking down the hall towards his room.

George watched him go before taking a deep breath and making his way to his own room, well and truly ready for a good night’s sleep.

[lenalee-academy]

Look at this comment someone made on my Avengers fic?! 🥹😭 I read it and couldn’t stop smiling and a minute later read it again and burst into tears and now there’s this cycle of like near rolling around my couch in glee as I read it again and sobbing ugly happy tears that this person said such kind things about my work.

[tani-b-art]

…it actually started to rain as Coco Jones sang SWV’s ‘Rain’!

[tardis-stowaway]

Who's got two thumbs, tropical storm Helene moving in overhead, and apparently a leak in the roof?

[bradfordchens]

guess who moved ten hours away from her childhood home today :D

[frogs-are-cool-but-so-is-medea]

*sobbing on the floor of a bathroom stall* i can't talk rn i'm doing hot girl shit

[lust-tainted]

Guess who had her first threesome on the weekend ~

[probably-undead-void-creature]

a nerd: Salutations! :)

me (also a nerd, but grumpy): Valedictions. -_-

[melatonindepicts]

So this has been living rent free in my head for awhile..

I colored the TSBU fanart I did, and yes, that's a space firefly on his nasal ridge.

The Stars Beneath Us is by @its-ellihere (P.S I was so happy to see my art at the end of the chapter <3)

Error is by @loverofpiggies

Outertale AU is by 2mi127

[cfgcdsandmcnsters]

Love how my name is misspelled in the apple store. I'm not even sure if I did that or not lmao.

[residentdormouse]

Something Like a Spiral just got 420 hits.

I feel like this deserves celebration of some kind.

(Yes, I'm giggling like an idiot; don't stomp on my fun. 😂)

[lrndvs]

compliments from girls go hard

[necronatural]

Compiled some basic information I know about drawing fat characters for beginners since I've been seeing more talk about absence of really basic traits in a lot of art lately.

Morpho Fat and Skin Folds on Archive.org (for free!)