#I’ve had this in my drafts for months

[33max]

my favourite max verstappen lore 📝

- he donated to a koala hospital during the widespread aussie bushfires in 2019 because "I saw all the images and I found it very sad to see something like that” & "It is of course so difficult to put out fires like that, and then you see those koalas burned alive. I thought perhaps I could help a little."

- max cried in front of the team (11:41*) and helmut marko when he couldn’t take part in qualifying for the monaco 2018 grand prix because of his accident in fp3

*they don’t explicitly say he was crying but it’s implied, especially with the addition of marko’s comments

- max watched a star is born on the plane to a race and was so angry and upset after watching the ending that he went to bed. he apparently would like a sequel where bradley cooper doesn’t die.

- he is scared of big hairy spiders, snakes and… zombies

- max drinks coconut water while racing in f1

- max paid to have the pride flag on his character in among us

- max doesn’t have any heroes, but he does speak about how meeting football player Johan Cruyff had a huge impact on him. He notes that his winning time in Barcelona 2016 — 1hr 41min 40sec — has 14 twice within it, and 14 was Cruyff’s number. he’s almost spiritual about this not being coincidental.

- max didn’t understand what victoria was trying to tell him when she announced she was pregnant! (someone help me source this?)

[gemsandjunk]

ethan clade my beloved. he's gay. he's obsessed with a ttrpg. he's never followed a direct order from an authority figure before in his life. he can't flirt to save his life. he loves his dad. he resents his dad. he never shuts up. He’s voiced by the guy who made this tweet

[tallmadgeandtea]

Going to write a book about the Philadelphia Campaign and title it “Eating from One Plate in the Polka Dot Room: the story of Washington’s rise and fall after the Battles of Brandywine and Germantown”

[sunglassesmish]

it’s friday…

[fumifooms]

Chilchuck Tims has 4 daughters

Izutsumi’s relationship with the whole party is very fun and heartwarming, and her relationship with each party member has something unique and special, but besides Senshi being the mama hen I really love how Chilchuck looks after Izutsumi in a father-ish way. He’s the only one in the party that sees her like an actual human girl lol. He treats her with respect while not letting himself be walked over, and I think there’s something to be said about it, esp since Chilchuck knows how it’s like to be infantilized and pet like a cute thing much like our favorite catgirl. He does handle her like a guy who has 3 adult daughters, parenting instincts kicking in

Listen I knooow the party is breaking up with the end approaching but I’ve been thinking a lot about if Izutsumi decided to stick with anyone and I think it’d be really nice if she stayed with Chilchuck. I love Chilchuck’s store so much, I have so many headcanons and fic plans involving it, but listen.  I feel like Chilchuck would be a good person to look after her, she’s still a teen and shown not to be mature enough to know what to do with herself and feed herself right yet, she could become Chilchuck’s store mascot like a cat that’s always lounging inside hehe.  He gains another sort-of-daughter and she keeps her favorite pillow, a loss-loss deal on his end but Chilchuck is too responsible to not take her in if needed mwahahaha Izutsumi would have no remorse, he’s ready to suffer for her comfort

Ok girl we get it he’s your dad

[vesper-the-great]

Did..

Did someone say fem!Shuake?

They’re so cute, just gals being pals

They have their fights here and there, but who wouldn’t want a bestie you can casually beat up? <3

These lovely designs are made by @nottheeconomy , go check them out! Bonus doodles under the cut lol

[foxspritez]

not enough mermaid aus in this society

[mjulmjul]

angel in america

[pepteezer]

peppino vs evil peppino 🍕🔪

[mmmairon]

Master Crepus painted many eagles during his lifetime, but he never could've foreseen creating an eagle with such fire.

[f1idk]

Lance as soon as Carlos turns 30:

[totallynuwonhere]

2nd Gen Shawpack Pookies

I’ve had them in my notes for AGES and I’ve still yet to finish a design, but i do intend on creating little skits of them cuz of how much I’ve invested giving them all personalities and pinterest boards. (If this isn’t me exhibiting my deep love for the Redactedverse idk what is)

Some descriptions are longer than the others, I’ve obviously put more thought into certain characters

•Shaw Twins

- both children are sadly ungifted in the kitchen, despite the fact that David has made them his little helpers when since they were little. Multiple flames have been put out because of them.

-Both do share a love for nature like their father.

Gabriella Shaw (Gabby)🫶🏻

- Angel carbon copy with a dash of Gabriel’s silliness and courage, which always made David smile.

- Natural born Leader. Despite being the eldest child (4 fucking minutes) David has never burdened them with the responsibility or thought of inheriting the business. She stepped into the leadership role on her own, with more brighter approach, personality wise.

- Rollerskates, Angel started taking her to roller rinks since age 6 and she loves taking Lyss and KC with her

Callum Grey Shaw 🌱

-Yes he’s named after the sweet Caelum. David wanted to commemorate his childhood friend.

- Inherited David’s resting bitch face, if you point it out he’ll even growl like he does.

- Great Observer. Because his sister was the more outgoing one of them, he was always the listener, making him more emotionally aware, noticing things most people miss.

- Loves sitcoms. He’s probably watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine so many times he can name episodes in order. This also translates his love for the security company his dad runs. Always begging David to take him to work with him. (I think we know who inherits the company)

•Talbot Troop

-Asher is the only one I picture having multiple kids with a range of age gaps.

-No doubt the most outgoing ones of the pack.

August Talbot (Auggie) 🍕

- Foodie

- Life of the party, stealin’ hearts with his million watt smile

- DDR is his sport

Kelcee Talbot (KC/CeeCee) 🧠

- Designated driver of the group

- Straight A student. When she was young she’d share all the interesting facts she’d pick up on to her parents and it always astounded Asher, how she can command a room, especially being the SOMEWHAT, mellow one among the three.

Oliver James Talbot (OJ/Ollie) 🪲

- Very inquisitive

- Youngest of the pack (the only 7yr old in a group of 17 year olds)

- Has a special bond with Alyssa

•Greer Icon

Alyssa Marie Greer 💥

-Now while i think of Milo and SW as the D.I.N.K (dual income, no kids) couple, and i will somewhat always think that, but— this name crossed my head and I just cannot let it go. IT HONORS MARIE OK—

-Unsurprisingly is always the best dressed. Milo is very proud.

-Has a very ‘takes no bull personality’ making them the most intimidating out of group.

- Plays archery competitively

- Straightforward

-Weirdly great with babies, explains her close bond with Oliver

•Collins

Sean Riley Collins 🥐

- aka Peace Officer Collins

- The code name speaks for itself, he is very much like his old man when it comes to ensuring his friends don’t do anything stupid, and in the very common occasions they do, he of course serves them with a patented Collins lecture.

- He may be half vamp, but that doesn’t mean he has to have a mundane food pallet, this man can COOK and bake, a soft, crispy shelled sourdough being one of his specialties

•Solaire

Hugo Solaire 🎭

- theater kid

- sarcastic, confident, somewhat frivolous, despite his royal status, which gets him in trouble for

- May or may not have a thing for the alpha’s daughter.

- Like Vincent, he’s mostly only close to the Collins’ but has occasionally hanged out with the shaw pack.

[sidraofthewildflowers]

𝐹𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝒮𝓂𝒾𝓉𝒽. 𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓇. 𝑀𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝑀𝒶𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓃. 𝒞𝓇𝑜𝓃𝑒. 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇.

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𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒽𝒾𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒, 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝓈.

[m1d-45]

adorned

summary: you have a gift for zhongli

word count: ~800

-> warnings: i guess… microscopic spoilers for liyue archon quest? sagau things

-> gender neutral reader (you/yours)

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie || @boba-is-a-soup || @yum1x || @esthelily

< masterlist >

when zhongli received notice you had called for him, he’d dropped everything. any papers were tucked away in an instant, the thought of keeping you waiting spurring him to action. he walked swiftly to your temple, some of the tension (but not the urgency) slipping from his shoulders at the familiar warmth that washed over him. he moved down a memorized route, barely acknowledging the others in the temple or the greetings they gave him.

you had called him, and he would not hesitate to answer.

his hand shook lightly as he reached to knock upon the golden door of your throne room, the cool metal hot with your presence. his breath had long since picked up, accounting for the quickened thud of his heart and the thick air, but he barely noticed. zhongli was familiar with how you affected him, the unnatural dilation of his pupils a recognized symptom of your voice allowing him entry.

the door swung inwards and his eyes automatically found you, fiddling with a small box. you looked up as the door clicked closed and his breath hitched at your eyes on his. even here, across the room, he felt it as a physical weight, the stars hidden within them glittering in the light flowing from the windows.

the embedded jewels and precious metals along the walls hummed as he walked closer to you, geo resonating beneath his skin and adding to the already heady buzz in the air. your throne looked wrong without you, the gold and silver pulsing in distaste, but he still stood a few feet away from it, waiting.

you walked quietly, and it would be a surprise to see you at his side had he not been carefully aware of your presence in the room. one of your hands was closed gently in front of you, and a careful smile crossed your face.

your lips part, and he feels your words more than he hears him them, his soul responding rather than his ears.

‘i’ve brought you something, zhongli.’

his mouth goes dry and he swallows harshly, reaching desperately for a response. his own thoughts are slippery, unseeable through the haze, only able to think about how honored he is that you chose to get him something.

you laugh, and he doesn’t mind that the cost is his dignity.

at your prompt, he unhooks his earring from his ear, gloves slipping slightly on the back. he offers it to you—do you like it? he could get you one of much better quality in the same style, if you only ask—but you shake your head softly, unfurling your palm.

a bright red ruby hangs on a silver chain, small strings of cor lapis dripping down in a glittering curtain. he can feel from here—how could he not before?—how the jewels’ hum is sated, basking in your light, and can’t help but feel the same way. his ribs clink with resonance, the small glimpse of divine power in his soul barely tempering the thunder of his heart.

your hand raises and he falls on instinct, unwilling to allow you to reach for anything, even him. especially him. not while he has a say in it.

the carpet is plush beneath his knees, softening his weight, and he curls his fingers into it for stability. he doesn’t doubt his balance, no, he’s lived too long to he thrown off by something as simple and practiced as kneeling, but as you tip his chin up, he feels lightheaded.

his eyes slip closed and he lets himself sit before you, focusing only on the ghost of your hand tucking away a strand of his hair. it’s easy to be like this, easy to sink into the carpet before you. thinking comes secondary, as everything else does when he’s on his knees for you.

your nail barely skims the skin behind his ear as you fit on the back, and a shudder rolls down his spine.

your hand settles on his jaw and he drags his eyes back open, seeing yours flick over the accessory. the ends of the strings brush the base of his neck, barely, the jewels soaked with your presence. they’re pure, of priceless quality, geo reflecting perfectly through the stones. he almost wonders where you got it, but the thought is so unimportant that it only stays for a split second.

you straighten, and he wonders if you lingered intentionally. “you look beautiful.”

praises and thanks rush up his throat, filling his mouth and nearly spilling from his lips, but he swallows them down. still, he’s certain you can here the reverence in his words, hidden in the barely-there tremble.

“only for you, your grace.”

[novafire-is-thinking]

The Rescue Bots getting bomb squad training

Heatwave:

Chase:

Blades:

Boulder:

(bonus) Blurr:

[hinganskies]

✨be yourself unapologetically✨