jgetawaycar - Tumblr blog

[jgetawaycar]

BACKSTREET'S BACK, ALRIGHT

or: the f1 fic w a mixed timeline set in the y2k, yippee!

[jgetawaycar]

one second i've stumbled upon a fluffy-haired hugh grant movie and bam, the next my eyes hurt from staying awake all night, my back is cramped, i've watched every which movie with hugh grant in it (and yes that includes wonka), and im in love!

[jgetawaycar]

WE ASKED HIM HIS NEXT BEST AND

it's toji fushiguro im dying please

so today

i find out

my physics professor has watched jjk and his fav character happens to be *drumrolls please* SUGURU GETO

[jgetawaycar]

so today

i find out

my physics professor has watched jjk and his fav character happens to be *drumrolls please* SUGURU GETO

[jgetawaycar]

official first look at the first chapter of INFERNO!

Or, the prosenna centric f1 fanfic with drivers from different eras all thrown into one grid, in the y2k!

out in about a week, enjoy<3

sneak peek, below the cut

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Schumacher and Button slip into friendly banter about this year’s WDC, and despite himself, Ayrton’s mind is distracted elsewhere. It’s caught up trying to trace the trajectory of Rosberg’s gaze. The better one (aka, not Keke). The disco lights make it a hassle for Ayrton to figure out what's gotten Nico’s knickers in a twist but this is his territory after all. So what would usually take him a few seconds to put two and two together, takes him a few minutes. 

It’s a moppy look, Ayrton thinks, and for his sake and that of anyone and everyone that had to put up with him back in the day, he hopes he wasn’t this down bad.

This is about the time his inner monologue would go: You’re fooling no one Ayrton.

With a light smile on his face, he approaches the barstool Nico has had his ass planted on since the start of the party. It isn’t until he’s within a 1-metre radius of the blond when details hit his mind like tetris blocks. He can practically hear the wineglass’s cries of agony, what with the way Rosberg’s fingers are snaked around them in a vise-like grip, all white from the pressure and Senna’s surprised he went this long without breaking it five minutes into the party. Or, after Lewis arrived with a girl in his arms.

With a soft ahem to clear his throat, he claps on Nico’s shoulders, calling him in a way he hopes is casual. Nothing I’m sorry your man is fucking up, I know how it feels “And how’s my favourite Rosberg tonight?”

Under his palms, he feels the tautness of his shoulders melt. 

“I’m glad I could win the position. It was a real tough competition with my dad,” he tries to deadpan. Tries being the keyword, because his voice doesn’t sport the extra decibel of calm  it does when he’s not overworking his brain with maybes and what-ifs, Ayrton notices.

“Oh I bet,” Ayrton humours him, before continuing a smidge softer, “he kept looking at you, y’know?”

Nico scoffs before throwing Ayrton’s own words back at him, “Oh, I bet.”

Sighing, Ayrton turns to face him completely. If the recessed lighting from the mirrorball was an excuse for not reading the room quite right before, the proximity does the job when he’s greeted with his-usually bright eyes droopy. From what, he knows all too well. Something something pot calling the kettle black.

“Look, hey,” he starts, “it’ll be-”

“Save it.” 

He does. 

He still remembers meeting Keke’s son in the holidays. “Nico” he’d enunciated the name, who was only 7 at the time, had been ecstatic. Apparently, meeting Senna was his birthday present (alongside the Ariel Atom 4, which he only later discovered). 

The image is as clear as if it were yesterday. Hell, he practically sees it flash before his eyes like some movie.

Wide eyes and flushed cheeks had accompanied the kid’s remark, “One day, I want to be like you.”

He’d smiled at that, all warm and soft. The way he only did with children.

“Shush, see your old gramps over there?” he pointed at the older version of the little blond he kneeled down next to, “He’s going to be a petty little shit and give me hard time come next race,”

Little Rosberg (or the Better Rosberg, as Ayrton would rather say) chuckled, and Keke smacked Ayrton’s head lightly, warning him, “Don’t curse around him, motherfixer.”

“Aw, look, you're finally turning into a dad! The ‘92 Rosberg could never,” 

His face softened, “He could never.”

“If someone ever told me you’d be the one to get into the role of the mushy father the first out of all of us back then, I would have laughed in their face,”

Keke’s own chuckle resounded across the waters of Lake Como, “That’s the only valid response I suppose. Which is still better ‘cause I’d have punched them, trust me,”

“Absolutely zero qualms about it,” 

The telltale rays of crimson kissed the waters at long last.

And then, in a voice that’s all too soft, he said with a weird look on his face, “And I’m glad I can say that now.”

Thud sounds the push to the chair that precedes Nico’s evasion and brings Ayrton back to Beleza and while inherently, he knows that if words had human counterparts, Nico’s would be “prudent”, he also knows a thing or two about unrequited longing himself.

And well, what do they say about burnt children dreading the fire?

[jgetawaycar]

Idk how to explain this one but sex between a service top Geto and power bottom Gojo can kill at least 10 Sukunas in my opinion

[jgetawaycar]

name a better trio i'll wait

[jgetawaycar]

No no no you don't understand. I don't want to write a fic. I want to have written a fic. These things are not the same.

[jgetawaycar]

summoning fic readers

[jgetawaycar]

"why did you follow prev" because we're bound in blood for the next eight hundred years. next question

[jgetawaycar]

lisa from blackpink

hey important question yall who was your first bias. very very FIRST bias.

[jgetawaycar]

notes on (potential) coanda effect sequel

itafushi centric

set around 2026/2027

mimiko and nanako will be there

a lot more concerned with socmed than coanda was, potentially putting in this universe’s version of DtS.

won’t be longform (under 50k, DEFINITELY under 100k)

:3

just bc i get a fair few questions about it

(edit: my future fics, including this, will probably go behind some sort of paywall / patreon for early access. This will only start after coanda effect is finished, but its something im thinking about)

[jgetawaycar]

reflections is the itafushi song for me

[jgetawaycar]

who was going to warm me😭😭

[jgetawaycar]

sorry I liked your post a second after you posted it I don’t have a life

[jgetawaycar]

yall humble me quick im ngl

oh yeah this would do numbers* on tumblr

*2 likes from beloved mutuals

[jgetawaycar]

i'm going to cry

tagging no one, whoever sees this can reblog<3

last fictional character in ur camera roll just adopted u

(Yes I did do this only because I want him to adopt me. Fuck off)

tags: @cryptidwithaninternetconnection @reggie-the-inferi @gingerbreadeel24 @pickupstyx

and whoever the fuck sees this