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[fangerine]

“And I can’t forgive because...because no one admits anything they’ve done!”

HEREDITARY (2018) dir. Ari Aster

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𝐍𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱’𝐬 𝐔𝐩𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬. (Updated 3/22/2022)

𝐍𝐚𝐭:

Youngest - Nat’s directorial debut is about a young girl who recently lost her father’s bonds with one of her older sibling's friends at a high school house party. When she experiences her first heartbreak, she takes matters into her own hands. In a private Zoom Call with some fans, Nat shared that the film itself has been affected by the current COVID-19 outbreak.

DCEU’s Red Hood - A source recently brought to light the rumor that Warner Brothers was keeping an eye out for Nat as the Red Hood. There are no more details about this and like I said it is just a rumor. Since the source was first published no other word has been mentioned of this project

The Replacements Biopic - Directed by Josh Boone who Nat has worked in the past on other films like Stuck in Love, The Fault in Our Stars also most recently the CBS All Acess show based on Stephen King’s novel of the same name The Stand. This biopic is based on the book Trouble Boys: The True Story of the Replacements

Murder at Yellowstone City- A western film is set in 1882 and follows a former slave who seeks refuge in Emigrant Gulch, Montana, a barren former boomtown now on the fall. A local prospector discovers gold on the same day – and is murdered. The newcomer to town is arrested by the sheriff. However, as the investigation into the prospector's murder progresses and the town's devout preacher casts doubt on the accused man's culpability, a battle between faith and justice threatens to split the community apart. There are some release dates floating around the internet but nothing is certain especially considering that it’s still pretty recent since the movie wrapped. It is set to come out summer of 2022

The Consultant (Amazon Prime Original) - This movie explores the nefarious relationship between employer and employee, posing the question of how far we will go to get ahead and survive. It is based on Bentley Little's 2015 novel, Mr. Patoff, a parody about a bow-tie-wearing consultant who comes to CompWare's rescue when a major merger goes through and then appears to take over the company. Nat will portray Craig, a disillusioned yet gifted mobile app developer who works for a Los Angeles game business. The series most likely already started filming based on a reason post made by Nat pictured above

Other - While doing press for his movie mainstream Nat shared other possible projects he has in the pipeline like the rights he acquired for book and fall he’s set to do this following fall. There’s no confirmation or denial of these projects but it should be kept in mind due to the pandemic that is going on right now and since most if not all of these projects could fall through.

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱:

The Line - This movie deals with the lives of university students without the fear of consequence. Filming took place and recently wrapped up in Oklahoma.

Sussie Searches -According to deadline this movie is about a shy college student who sees the disappearance of a classmate as an opportunity to boost her popularity—and her underappreciated true-crime podcast—by solving the case. However, as Susie's inquiry progresses, we find that the truth and Susie are not what they appear to be. Susie's research is sparked by the abduction of Jesse, a vivacious college student. While Jesse's positivity-themed social media platform has made him a college star, his personal life is far more problematic than his online image portrays. This is based on a 2020 short fil of the same name.

Oppenheimer - With a star studded cast this is the story of American scientist J. Robert Oppenheimer and his role in the development of the atomic bomb. The studio has set a July 21, 2023 for the film

AJR Documentary - A long while after a series of posts where Alex mentioned he was working as a director for a special project for AJR. During a live stream between Nat & Alex and AJR on July 26th, it is revealed that the project is a documentary.

Alex’s second directorial feature - Alex has been hitting for while that he is working on the script of his new feature whether it’s through interviews or kind of cryptic Instagram stories and posts.During a live stream that took place the night of  April 6 (Pacific Time) or April 7 (Eastern time) Alex shared he was going to start production for this movie soon.

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜:

After a successful over-year-long run with their single Glue. Brothers Nat and Alex Wolff announced the name of their long awaited and heavily teased second studio album (third if you count their work Public Places) Table for Two.

As part of the season finale of the V Magazine series My New York, they announced the name of the album table for two along with other details such as the album possibly containing 15 tracks in total. They also shared about their influences from throughout the years and their current influences for the current upcoming album which according to Nat in the said interview comes out at the beginning of the year 2022.

On February 3rd to commemorate the 15 year anniversary since The Naked Brothers Band series first premiered on Nickelodeon Nat made a post onto the conjoined natandalex Instagram account and added that on top of having plans to release their album Table for Two they also have plans of hopefully going on tour this coming fall but Nat was also quick to add that he and Alex will share more information with us once they have more concrete information.

While on the red carpet at the 5th Annual Hollywood Critics Association Film Awards Alex said in an interview that Table for Two was now going to come out during the fall along with the possible tour and he also added that they might be dropping a single during the summer. Meanwhile Nat was promoting his show Joe Vs. Carole Nat in an interview with Mario Lopez repeated the information that Table for Two could come out in the fall and the tour could happen during the fall as well. He also added that he and Alex will have an announcement for that very soon. 

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Mercedes Golden Girl - Grid x MercedesSplit! Reserve Driver

Plot: You are the woman to have come the furthest in modern Formula 1, as reserve driver for 3/10th of the grid she's thrown about the shop in the season of 2024.

Credits to csquaredinred for the GIF

Y/N Y/L/N was a name in Motorsport History books. She had currently come the furthest a woman has in F1 in many years.

Following in Oscar Piastri's footsteps, you won F3 in 2022 two years after him while he was storming through F2. You had an extremely dominant season being 30 points ahead of the next person behind you.

F3 wasn't too bad, you had one other girl with you that you were able to hang out with, as the boys were all the same in F3.

It was harder in 2023 when you graduated to F2 and were the only girl on the grid. Obviously you made friends with the boys but you always felt like the outcast, you never understood the 'boys jokes' and sometimes they wouldn't invite you to stuff because 'girls wouldn't like it' and it upset you.

You were very nervous to get into F1, only assuming that gap would be larger than it was in F2. So when you won the championship it only seemed smart for Toto to Promote you to the Mercedes reserve driver, on loan to McLaren and Williams as and when needed.

You'd been in the Mercedes Young Driver and Development Programme since Karting thanks to your family connections to one of the mechanics.

He begged Toto to go see you karting and give you a change and that was when his mind was set to help you further your career where he helped you into F4 and other racing.

There was an open spot in 2024 for you to be a Reserve Driver for Mercedes with Frederick Vesti and Mick Schumacher starting to look at other racing categories like WEC and Indy Car. So having you available in a second was important for Toto, they made a clause as engine suppliers for Williams and McLaren that they could also use you as a reserve driver as long as Mercedes had first dibs on you.

You thought your 2024 season would be pretty slow, only getting to go in the F1 car in Free Practice sessions like you had before but oh boy how wrong you turned out to be.

When Lewis announced he was moving to Ferrari in 2024, you had conversations with Toto Wolff and George Russell to see if that Mercedes seat could be yours, despite their being talk of Carlos Sainz, Alex Albon, Kimi Antonelli, Mick Schumacher and Frederick Vesti all up for taking that seat you hoped that maybe you could get it.

Toto didn't confirm anything and for the first four races, Bahrain, Saudi Arabia, Australia and Japan you did everything you could for the team, grabbing waters, helping hospitality make food, being chauffeur to any of the drivers who were tired after the races and everyone could see how much effort you were putting in.

CHINA 2024

In China, Logan Sargeant sprained his wrist in training and by the time FP1 came around the medical team said it wasn't safe for him to drive. As the sole and only reserve driver Williams had it was up for you to race.

Williams hadn't had a good season and they were worried having a rookie in the car. Both Alex and Logan had their fair share of mistakes and they were worried about their spending this year. They couldn't afford another chassis until Miami.

They also had yet to gain points with either the boys currently.

You were a lot smaller than Logan so they spent time padding out the car to help you so your neck didn't suffer with the G-Force as much.

By the time FP1 came about the car had been padded out fully.

"And here we have a very nervous looking Y/N Y/L/N who has been confirmed to take Logan's place for the race this weekend and will be partaking in her first F1 race. Awwww look at her talking to Logan and his team..." Ted says as he sees her on screen, talking through what was probably race strategy.

"Yeah, obviously she's done these Free Practice sessions but never a race so I'm excited to see what she can do on Sunday!" Martin says looking at her as she starts to pull her race suit up and put her helmet on.

You get in the car and after some wet conditions and not everyone getting out your fourth fastest on the board.

All the interviews were joking around saying how you were a Mercedes miracle.

FP2 saw you get P12 and you were pretty happy with that result as you weren't trying to drive quickly, you were just trying to get used to the track. You'd never driven the Shanghai circuit so getting to grips on the circuit was difficult.

FP3, went better and you came P9, trying to see how confident you were on the track and you were trying to go the quickest time you could without risking the car too much.

Qualifying was not good, your breaks were faulty meaning you didn't make it pas Q1 saddling up in P16.

"How did you feel about that qualifying session Y/N?" an interviewer asks and you.

"Yeah I think I got as much out of that car as I could on that day. I'm not only learning the track... I'm still learning the car and how it's built and just how different it is from F2. Learning both at once is pretty complicated so I'm personally proud of what I've achieved and yeah I hope the team is proud of me too.

"Yeah Y/N i think you've really got to understand just how amazing what you've done so far this weekend is already amazing and no matter the result tomorrow people will still be incredibly amazed by what you've managed to do in a lower end car" he smiles and you grin back.

"Thank you really!" you grinned, nearly tearing up at the kind words.

Come the Sunday and you were ready and raring to go, Williams had come up with an impeccable strategy that you knew you'd be able to pull something off.

"IT'S LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO HERE WE ARE RACING IN SHANGHAI CHINA FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2019. AND EVERYONE MAKES IT ROUND TURN ONE, BUT OH MY GOD CONTACT IN THE REAR WITH, WHAT THAT A WILLIAMS AGIAN?" the commentator screams and everyone in the garage is holding their breath, the dust from the gravel trap not allowing them to see which car went into the wall.

Your family were panicking thinking it was you.

"IT'S NOT! IT'S THE RB OF YUKI TSUNODA AND THE ALPINE OF ESTEBAN OCON! AND NOW VALTTERI BOTTAS IS HAVING TO STOP HIS CAR ... LETS REWATCH TO SEE WHAT OCCURED!" the commentator says as they watch the replay of Esteban taking the turn to wide and not leaving enough room for Yuki crashing into the side of him while clipping Valtteri's wheel and wing.

The race went on and you'd managed to climb all the way to 5th thanks to you having insanely good tyre management. It was always one of the things you were condemned for in the lower feeder series is how well you looked after your tyres.

"Y/N is just doing an amazing job, not only is she currently the only one to have not pitted but she's managed to climb her way up the ranks and get that distance she'll need to pit" the commentator says watching.

"I think she's really starting to struggle on those tyres though. I can imagine they'll put her on soft tyres for the last few laps to help her gain those vital positions. Everyone else seems to be on the mediums right now" he explains and on the next lap you called to pit.

However the commentators our outraged as Williams fumble, calling both you and Alex into the pits at the same time.

"Guys what the hell is going on?" you ask waiting behind Alex's car who was getting new tyres and had a very quick pitstop.

However the crew weren't prepared for the double up, so they run getting looking around for what they need for you. It ended up being a 12 second pit stop and you were crying with frustration by the end.

"Y/N I'm sorry we are looking into it" Logan's engineer says and you just ignore.

You came out of the pits in P15 so you had a lock of making up to do.

"AND FOR THE FIRST TIME THIS YEAR WILLIAMS HAVE RECIEVED POINTS, AND BOTH OF THEIR DRIVERS AT THAT DESPITE ALL THAT WAS THROWN AT THEM TODAY THEY HAVE GOT THEMSELVES THOSE VITAL POINTS THAT WILL STIR WILLIAMS IN THE RIGHT WAY!" the commentator yells and as you drive past the pitwall, all engineers from many of the teams are cheering your name making tears come from your eyes, scoring your first point in F1. P10 in your first race.

"You really were just phenomenal out there today Y/N. You had the best tyre management by statistics which is incredible for a reserve rookie... you've just amazed us all!" Naomi smiles at you.

"Honestly its such a great feeling going out there and making the team proud, i think Williams still have so much to work with and I experienced that today but with drivers like Alex and Logan who are both so driven and hard working i can really see them improving throughout the season.

"Do you think you'll do any other races this season?" he asks and you laugh.

"I think I'm lucky as a reserve driver to have been given this opportunity. Obviously my heart goes out to Logan and I hope he makes a full recovery for his home race! But ultimately i dint think I will be called on again this season." you nod.

MONACO 2024

"When you got the phone call from Toto explaining that Lewis wouldn't be able to race in Monaco, you were shocked. It would take something really big to make Lewis not race.

You'd come to the paddock pull of nerves and you felt physically sick. Mercedes, even though their car was pretty shit this year, still had a mid field car and you were going to prove that you could drive it like it was a championship winning car ... if it was any other circuit than Monaco.

Monaco was... well Monaco. It's an itty bitty small street track that didn't have a lot of room for overtakes, had twisty corners that were very unpredictable and could always have a chance of rain.

So yeah you were worried.

Too the point you actually had a panic attack, there you were in your drivers room crying and sobbing over the pressures from media day before going out to FP1.

"Y/N?" you heard from outside your drivers room making you stop completely in your tracks trying to make your crying silent but you were doing this weird little hiccupping sound as you were gasping for breaths.

"I'm coming in!" George says and he walks in, greeted by your red puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks.

"Awwww baby" he says with a pout and pulls you into a hug as you sob more. There wasn't as much pressure on you as there were in the Williams, Mercedes had been constructors champions for 8 years in a row.

"George I'm so scared, what if i mess up!" you cry looking at him and George was nearly brough to tears himself seeing this 21 year old girl sobbing into his chest at the prospect of her messing up.

"What are you worried about messing up!" he asks.

"The race, the constructors championship! Everything!" you cry harder. George stays with you until you both are needed for the Free Practice Session.

Lewis' Mercedes has to be very packed out for you as he was a bulky man despite his height and that was the first issue in FP1. They hadn't packed you out enough and your were struggling a little with the G-Force, some corners the particularly fast ones, your head was flying to the side causing your steering to be a little off.

Despite that it made for a great weekend. George was right, you didn't have anything to worry about and you came P7 while George game P5 having car problems in qualifying meaning he'd had the better overall driver working his way up to the position he had.

"And again Y/N, how do you feel now that you are above Ollie Bearmen in the drivers Championship!" she asks and you giggle. You and Ollie despite being in different driver development programmers had a special bond. You both karted together a lot as kids and you went to the same school as him despite being a few school years above him. You had a sibling sort of bond.

"Yeah, i mean it's a little unfair to compare me at all considering he drove the second best car on his first F1 race... but i think we both stepped up to the challenge well and really took it in our strides. I'm excited to see of there are any teams willing to offer him a seat. I think so much talent from F2 is being wasted and the feeder series doesn't feel like its doing well of getting drivers into F1... so it would be interesting to see a new category added that's closer to F1 than F2 ..." you admit knowing that's how all of the washed out F2 drivers felt that will potentially never get to experience a career in F1.

SPAIN and AUSTRIA.

You were on a yacht, you didn't know whose but you were on a yacht when you had the news that George Russell had fully broken his foot in a crash Canada and they'd need you to step in for two races while it healed. He was getting surgery... of course he was and it should be healed by the time George's home race came around.

Getting to drive alongside your idol Lewis was incredible. He'd made you feel so safe and comfortable the whole weekend and you clung to him in all the media and interviews.

Not that Lewis minded, he found you adorable and didn't want you to feel left out or side-lined. He brought you out for food with some of the other drivers who you got talking to finding out their likes and dislikes. Lewis and Charles would excitedly gossip about them being team-mates for 2025 and whether Toto had found a replacement.

"Well... Carlos told me... and you cant tell anyone... promise?" Charles said seriously as the three of you were stood at the bar. And you nod.

"He's been offered a 3 year contract at Red Bull which is perfect for him to then make the move to Audi!" Charles exclaimed and you let out a breath of release.

The Mercedes seat was still up for grabs.

Spain was incredible, you'd never felt the heat and an atmosphere quite like it and you got you best result yet, coming P5. You kind of blamed that on Max and Perez crashing into each other and the debris messing with Carlos' car meaning Charles, Lewis and Lando took the podium while you and Oscar were just shy of it.

Austria was also good where you came in P8, Aston and Ferrari having had upgrades meant it was a tougher battle with everyone on the grid.

You now had 21 points, and were 10th in the constructors championship despite not being there for all the races which you were pretty impressed with. You'd scored points at all your races.

But it wasn't until Monza that the big one came.

MONZA

You were asked to fill in for Mr Oscar Piastri who had come down with what the medical team deemed invasive tonsillitis and he was not on par to drive.

Again you were nervous but having driven the Mercedes a few times you felt more and more confident.

You and Lando had pretty much spent the whole media day messing around. Lando did it, not only because he liked you but because he knew you were nervous despite the front you were putting on for everyone in the garage.

You and Lando got on like two pees in a pod and everyone found the dynamic hilarious. Lando flirting with you while you were innocently oblivious to his moves.

Lando found you insanely attractive. Every race you turned up at he'd look out for you in the paddock just so he could see you in your Mercedes gear.

Today however, you looked even better rocking the Papaya.

"You look good today!" Lando attempted as he grinned at you.

"Thank you! I got a new helmet design for this one, wanna see?" you ask and he nods. You show him your helmet which was so you, but you'd gone all out making it glittery. One side had Lando's pattern on it from his standard 2024 helmet.

"Oh woah! That looks great!" he grins, watching as you pop it on. He teasingly slaps the lid down making you try to reach up and swatch his hands away and lift the visor back up.

"Lan come on!" you cry frustrated making him chuckle.

Qualifying came and Piastri's now your car had so many issues meaning you were starting in Sunday in P11, which wasn't great. But the engineers promised to fix the issues before the race.

Lando got pole and you were overjoyed no longer caring about the shit show of your Qually.

You were jumping and hugging him as he got out the car and he enveloped you back in the hug.

"I'm so proud of you!" you'd squealed to him, and thank god his helmet was on because boy was blushing hard.

"Thank you!"

Sunday came around and it was carnage.

"AND AFTER A DIFFICULT RACE LANDO NORRIS WINS THE 2024 ITALIAN GRAND PRIX HIS FIRST EVER WIN, HERE COMES MAX VERSTAPPEN IN P2 AND Y/N Y/L/N GETTING HER MAIDEN PODIUM AS A RESERVE DRIVER FOR MCLAREN. WHAT A RACE SHE HAS HAD!" the commentator screams.

All of the Mclaren team were celebrating from the pit wall as you and Lando waved at them.

Being up there on the podium with Lando and Max was like nothing you've ever experienced. You were drenched in sticky champagne and you were laughing and joking with two friends about the victory.

"If that doesn't get her a seat next year I don't know what will" the commentators say before the Sunday Race stops broadcasting live.

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[hockeyshmockey]

Lance Stroll- Biggest Champion

summary: a moment between the oldest wolff and lance after some scary moments in Qatar. lance stroll x wolff reader

warnings: talk about the medical issues in qatar!

wc: 1.1k

“Papa,” you said worriedly as you say next to Toto in the Mercedes garage in Qatar. Since you had begun seeing Lance, throughout this season, the set up usually was you watching your boyfriend and friends race from the Mercedes garage and stepping out to see Lance pre and post race. Unless Chloe was in town where the two of you could be found giggling in the Aston garage, this seemed to work for the two of you.

That day in Qatar had been otherworldly hot. Lance had not been having the greatest weekend, taking ice baths every hour it seemed like and spending a lot of time in his drivers room trying to work through his frustrations. You had joined him some of the time, offering him silent comfort which seemed to be what he needed with all the pressure sitting on his shoulders.

As you and Toto stared at the screens showing several onboards and now sharing Logan’s voluntary retirement, your worry crept up for not only Lance, but your friends as well. A hand fell on your shoulder, squeezing to offer support as Lewis joined your little group. Carmen was standing off to the side with George’s trainer, chewing on her nail as she shared similar worries about her boy in the drivers seat.

“I really can’t believe this,” Lewis shook his head as Logan was wheeled into the Williams garage. “This is so dangerous. The FIA can't let this happen again.”

The group all watched as more and more drivers chimed in over the radios about not feeling well. Alonso pretty much asking his team to throw water over him on his last pit, which they couldn’t do. After another round of Max crossing the line first, finally some relief hit as the groups shoulders lifted knowing their final driver and friends would be getting out of the cars soon.

Watching the other team onboards which your father kept on a separate screen for your benefit, you winced as you watched Alex have to be assisted out of his car. Switching over to Lances, you watched as he sat in his car for a minute before trying to haul himself out. You felt slight relief as he made it from the car, leaning over by the tire for a second. But that relief was short lived.

As you saw him stumble, you gasped, hand covering your mouth as your father frowned, the two of you watching as Lance’s knees buckled and sent him fumbling into the door of the ambulance. Toto put a hand on your back as you both watched medical personnel approach the driver, before the feed was cut.

“Go,” Toto nodded as you looked on helplessly, taking no time before hightailing it from the Mercedes garage to the Aston Martin one down the row.

“Is he ok?” You asked breathlessly as you saw Lawrence and Lance's Engineer standing together with matching frowns.

“He had some trouble with the heat,” Lawrence said as he put a hand on your shoulder in sympathy. “He didn’t look too good getting out of the car but they took him right to the medical center.”

“Will they let us in?” You immediately asked.

“I’ve got to wait for Fernando,” Lawrence sighed, looking over at Ben and Henry. “I think they’ll let Henry in, you want to go with him and work that charm? Check on our boy?”

“I’m on it,” you smiled weakly as Henry nodded, leading you out of the garage to where he grabbed an Aston golf cart and drove you over to the medical center. Considering the state of the drivers, the usually calm area was a mad house with other team members, drivers, and some partners as well.

You followed Henry’s lead as he walked up to one of the track workers. The two spoke for a moment, Henry gesturing over his shoulder to you. As the worker saw you wringing your hands and the clear worry on your face, her own expression softened and she nodded before pointing down the hall.

You hurried after Henry, keeping up with his long strides as the two of you approached a curtained off area. Henry peeked his head in before pulling back the sheets, showing your boyfriend sitting on the bed in no shirt and just his fire proof bottoms.

“Hey mate,” Henry said as he approached the bed, clapping Lances shoulder as the boy smiled up at him tiredly. “Boss man couldn’t get away but wanted us to make sure to come check on ya.”

“I’m alright,” Lance said, his words slightly slurred with exhaustion as he looked past Henry towards you. He reached out a hand, you immediately rushing over to grab it in both of yours. “Just exhausted. They’ve got me on some fluids right now.”

“Some good rest and food will get you right,” Henry squeezed his shoulder before looking back at you. “We’ll I’ll leave you and report back to Lawrence. You both should be able to get back to the garage but if not give me a shout, I’ll come get you.”

“Thank you Henry,” you said softly as he smiled at the both of you before heading back out the way he came. You took a long second now that you were alone to let your eyes take in all of Lance’s face- skin sweaty, eyes tired.

“I really am ok,” he murmured, cupping your cheek as he saw the unshed tears on your lash line. You nuzzled in to his touch, letting out a sigh as you felt some of the weight on your shoulders lift just having him in front of you.

“I’m glad, it was scary out there,” you rasped out, looking at him once more. “A few other guys apparently passed out in the mc post race.”

“God this should’ve never happened,” Lance shook his head. Any further talking was put on pause as a nurse shuffled in, taking stock of Lances IV drip and telling him he would still be here for another hour or so for observation.

“I know I wasn’t at my best this weekend,” Lance admitted thickly. “And I’ve got some apologies to make. But being in the car, feeling like I could’ve gone off at any moment. All I could think about was getting back to you. And telling you how much I adore you, and that I don’t say it enough, but I’m really thankful for you and everything you do for me.”

“Oh schatz,” you said as you leaned in teary eyed again, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. “You’re doing your best. Your frustration is something everyone understands, we just need to find better ways for you to express it. There is nothing I would change about you. I love you and I love being your biggest champion. There’s no getting rid of me.”

“I love you,” he smiled tiredly, pursing his lips with a pout till you rolled your eyes and leaned down to press a kiss to his lips.

[thegridgoddess]

Prove It | Charles Leclerc Pt. 2

One Shot | Part 1 | Part 3 is here!

Pairings: Charles Leclerc x fem! wolff! driver oc

Summary: It's the start of the season and Charles and Riley are at each other's throats, but she's beginning to think there's something more to the situation.

Warnings: Enemies to lovers, angsty Charles, slow burn till it hits you in the face. George Russell being the best supportive friend, Pierre... I'll let you find out about him, and Toto Wolff kinda sucks here (not a good dad!). Also did I mention the angst?

A/N: This is part 2 so make sure to start from the beginning! Also, let a girl know if you trust the vision and want to see more. Riley will be making friends with more and more drivers along the way, much to someone's dismay.

Word Count: 3.2k

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It was still hours before the race, but Riley couldn’t stop pacing in her driver’s room. The sun was setting outside of her window and she could hear Charles laughing over in the next room. George was nowhere to be found and she couldn’t get over her nerves.

She didn’t mean to run into her father earlier. As a matter of fact, she made it a rule to never interact with the man at all. But it’s hard to avoid other team principles when it comes to journalist panels and interviews. 

His eyes said it all when they met hers and then promptly looked away with a heavy sigh. Don’t embarrass me, was what they told her. Nothing new, but it didn’t mean it didn’t sting.

George was unreachable and she didn’t have the guts to go looking for him. Not in the Mercedes garage–Riley would not step foot in there. 

She could go talk to Alex, she supposed. But she wasn’t as close to him as she’d liked to be. While the two did bond over the course of their year together at Williams after George’s exit, their relationship still paled in comparison with what she has with George. Moreover, it didn’t feel fair to her to drop in on Alex unexpectedly when he had other things to worry about–like the tough drive he had ahead of him today starting from last on the grid.

Riley didn’t have many friends in the paddock. It’s not that they were all necessarily unfriendly to her, but there was a certain barrier she felt separating them all. George had been her main ally thus far. The rookies were all but unknown to her, not much chance for interaction between them all yet. On the other side of that coin, she didn’t see herself becoming besties with the veterans like Alonso and Checo. And despite the popular belief of the camaraderie between them, she wouldn’t touch Lance with a ten-foot pole. Their situations were too similar and she could just see the nepo-baby headlines now. 

All signs pointed to Riley needing to make more friends here–preferably her own age. She just had to get out of her own way. From one problem to another.

The knock on his door was unexpected. He wasn’t sure who it could be seeing as Pierre was already in the room with him and he’s already met with his trainer. He opened the door and looked down to see Riley standing before him with her Ferrari racing suit hanging around her hips.

“Can we talk?” She said to him. 

Charles scoffed as he opened the door wider for her to step in, curious about what the girl could possibly have to say to him–before the race nonetheless.

Riley looked toward Pierre and she suddenly wished she knew more about the Frenchman as she stepped into the lion's den. Thankfully Pierre stood to leave.

“Riley,” Pierre acknowledged her with a casual smirk. He turned to Charles, “Be nice to the pretty girl. I’ll find you later.” Whether later meant after this conversation or after the race was unclear to Riley, but the boys seemed to have understood each other.

“What is it?” Charles asked, annoyed that Riley was taking up his pre-race time.

“I just want to clear the air between us before we go out there today,” she said. “I know you don’t like me very much, but we’re still on this team together and I just want to do the best I can when I’m on the track and not worry about you.” 

The Monegasque man nodded his head in contemplation, taking her words into account. “So you’re worried about me?” He finally responded.

Of course that’s what he would take away from that speech. Riley took a deep breath. “You don’t even know me, so stop pretending like you’re better than me.”

“But I am,” he said, a sly grin creeping onto his face, “better than you, that is.” He was unbelievable. Why did she even bother coming to talk to him? “I’m better because unlike you, I’ve earned what I have.”

This had Riley fuming. “Maybe if you finally got your head out of your ass you could see that there are other people around you. Maybe,” she thought viciously, “you wouldn’t have gotten a penalty for pushing Albon off the road.”

“I didn’t know he was there,” Charles explained, snapping his head away.

“Obviously,” Riley returned bitterly. “I bet you won’t even be able to recover from it,” she spit out, pushing past him to make her exit. She should have known coming here would lead to an argument.

He reached his hand behind, grabbing onto her arm and stopping her as she gripped the door handle. “How much?” He asked, not looking at her.

“What?” Riley asked, rolling her eyes preemptively at whatever Charles would say next.

“How much do you want to bet that I won’t be able to recover from P17?” And then he thought better of it. “No–that I won’t be able to get past you.”

Riley paused to think. If she could hold off Charles, maybe he would see that she was a good driver. That’s if he could even make it up by her in the grid. He might even be kinder to her after this. She turned to face him. “If I win,” she said, “you’ll introduce me to your driver friends.” It was an embarrassing request, to say the least, but Riley was growing desperate. She wanted to have friends like Charles, more than that, she wanted to be liked by Charles. It meant more to her than she cared to admit and she wasn’t quite sure why.

Charles laughed at her request. “Isn’t that what you have Russell for?” He asked, referring to her best friend.

“George is…” She couldn’t say what she was really thinking. That he was great, but he was working for the enemy? That she couldn’t count on someone that was beholden to the whims of her father? “It’s not important,” she finished finally. “Those are my terms.”

“Trouble in paradise I take it?” Charles asked sardonically. “In any case,” he said, “if I win, you’ll leave me alone.” Sounds simple enough. “And you’ll promise never to fight with me on the track.”

Now that was just ridiculous, and frankly, insane. 

“You’re on.”

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Riley tried to put Charles out of her mind–she really did. Tonight was not about him. It was about her, and her debut race with Ferrari. The only race that matters is the one ahead of her, not the one with the man behind her.

Unfortunately for her, the race ahead of her was with George. It’s not like they had never toughed it out on the track before, but something about their new circumstances made everything feel more intense. 

She still hadn’t found the Brit and was beginning to feel like he was avoiding her–which was just simply not George. When she did finally see him, he was already seated in the car in the row ahead of her. Various mechanics and engineers that scattered the starting grid were making their exit. George’s weirdness was a matter that would have to wait because the Bahrain Grand Prix was about to begin.

Those five red lights were all she paid attention to. She could practically hear the, “And it’s lights out and away we go!” as the last light went out. 

Pedal to the floor, Riley shot off. She had a good start, but not good enough to get past George. The first corner came immediately and Riley saw her chance to overtake George on the inside. She tried to go right, but suddenly George was there, cutting her off abruptly and forcing her to brake earlier than she wanted to. And then the other black Mercedes livery popped up next to her. Lewis. He took the opportunity to pass Riley on the outside to her left, catching up to his teammate.

Great. It’s been barely 20 seconds since the start of the race and Riley had already lost a position. It was to be expected, but she was really holding out for the alternative. Things wouldn’t be looking so good for Ferrari if Riley lost positions with Charles at the back of the grid.

Things calmed down after those first couple of corners and Riley put her all into defending. Lewis (and George) fell further out of her reach.

“Current position is 5th,” her Engineer’s voice came through the radio. “Pierre is behind. Gap 3.2.”

It was a warning. That she was hearing the gap from the person behind her instead of the one in front was never a good sign. Whatever she did, she could not let Pierre get past her. 

Defend. Defend. Defend.

Pierre could not get past her and a few laps in, there was a little more air to breathe between both cars. But Riley couldn’t relax. She took in a breath. All that mattered was the road before her.

“Box, box.” Riley heard the command to pit. She was concerned about pitting with Pierre right behind her, but to her surprise, he trailed after her as she entered the pit lane. 

For a brief second, the smell of burnt rubber wafted through the air as the mechanics switched her over to hards. She was praying for the Ferrari strategy to be enough. The pit was fast enough that she still maintained her position ahead of Pierre. Thank god for at least that. 

She pulled out of the pit lane and adjusted herself to the proper position on the track and Pierre followed suit behind. And then, behind Pierre, a flash of red in her mirrors. “No,” she said to herself in disbelief. There was no way. He started 17th!

“Who is behind Pierre?” She asked her engineer.

“We’re not worried about that right now,” her engineer replied curtly. But at the risk of sounding bossy, she demanded again, “Who is it?”

A sigh and then, “Charles.”

She would not allow herself to react. Not audibly at least. This was not good. If Charles got behind her, either two things could happen. Number one, he passes her, embarrassing her capability in the process. Or number two, team orders. If Charles had a better pace than her, which seemed impossibly true at the moment, the team could demand the two to switch places. But it was way too early in the season for anything like that to happen, right?

This was all hypothetical anyways until Charles passes Pierre–oh fuck, Pierre might pass her. She was so distracted that she didn’t realize just how much the Frenchman had crept up on her. He was close enough that he would surely get DRS on the next straight.

Her red car and Pierre’s pink one went back and forth, trading spots after almost every corner. Then sure enough, as she pushed ahead of him in turn 10, his DRS activated once they hit the straight, and Riley was done for. She could have sworn she saw a little wave from Pierre as he went around her. The prick.

On the bright side, there was no way she didn’t have better tires than Charles. She still couldn’t comprehend how he had made it from 17th all the way to 7th.

Lap after lap, Charles kept his distance. Probably nursing what’s left of his tires. The team couldn’t ask her to switch spots with him. It wouldn’t look good on them. It’d be favoritism from the first race.

Then with ten laps to go, there he was. Riley was too focused on Charles, but she could imagine the crowd around them growing wild as the gap between them closed off. At some points, Riley would have the advantage and be out of his reach, and then at others, he was right beside her, threatening to take her spot and win the bet alongside it.

She had almost forgotten all about Pierre. No doubt the live coverage was focused on the battle for 5th. She was in a terrible position, sandwiched between the two old friends.

Coming into the last corner, just when victory was in sight, Pierre braked early, throwing her off.

“Did he just brake check me?” She yelled into her mic.

“We’ll look into it,” her engineer answered.

Because of Pierre, she had to slow down in an instant, pace and traction declining rapidly, allowing Charles to casually slip past her across the finish line.

“P7, Riley,” she was told over the radio.

It was chaos in the stands, but completely silent in Riley’s head. “I’m sorry guys. We’ll do better next time,” she said, trying not to sound as dismal as she felt. She knew the cheering red caps and shirts she saw in the crowd weren’t for her. They were for Charles. The realization saddened her.

When her car finally came to a stop, she just sat there for a moment. This wasn’t how she anticipated her first race of the season to go with her new team.

A voice crackled through her radio. “Pierre will be getting a 5-second penalty for the braking incident,” she heard. “That puts him just behind you. You are P6 now, P6.” 

She’d take it, but she wouldn’t celebrate the little victory–she had Charles to compare herself to. And no doubt he won Driver of the Day with that ridiculous drive. 

She climbed out of the car and took off her helmet. Her hair had to resemble that of a bird’s nest. Then she spotted Charles and Pierre talking together by the Alpine garage and felt a sting of dissatisfaction. It wasn’t fair how good the male drivers looked post-race. The way sweat clung to their hair somehow only made them more attractive. And the way they wore their suits around their waist–she’d die before ever admitting her thoughts. George had asked her once how he looked after a race, and she quite literally ran away.

As if her thoughts summoned his attention, Charles gave her a once-over. His gray eyes bore into hers even from the distance. Pierre took notice and looked her way too. Both boys kept their eyes on her as she went to do interviews, helmet in hand. There was something charged about the interaction. It felt like their stares held a message in them she couldn’t decipher. It was odd, but there was little she could do about it. She promised Charles she’d leave him alone if she lost. She didn’t even want to consider the other terms of their agreement right now. If this was how every race was going to be, then it would be a long season for Riley.

Pierre suddenly appeared by her side and Charles vanished. “What do you want?” She said, forcing him to walk with her. She tried not to the primal instincts she felt when looking at Pierre affect her stoic behavior. 

“To talk,” he responded casually with that standard smirk on his face.

“The media will think we’re arguing after that stunt you pulled,” was all Riley said. 

“Let them think what they want,” he said coolly. 

“Easy for you to say,” she muttered. Her curiosity was too strong. “Why did you do it then?” 

“I could ask you the same thing,” he said. At her confusion, he continued to explain. “You’re little bet with Charles.” 

Riley’s face flushed. “Oh. It doesn’t matter now,” she said. And then quickly, with an eye roll, added, “I asked you first anyway.”

“You’re not the only one making deals with the devil,” he answered cryptically. What was with these short quips? It wasn’t as if Riley and Pierre had ever bantered before. “But maybe I just wanted a good reason to come talk to you.” Was he flirting?

Riley scoffed, choosing to focus on his first statement. “You mean to say that Charles played you?” Whatever Pierre was hoping to get out of this could not have been worth the loss to both her and Charles. There was something else going on here.

She reached the media area where George seemed to be waiting for her having just finished up with interviews of his own. He stood against a wall drinking water. Her friend finished fourth, not bad at all, but probably not what he wanted.

“Then it seems we already have something in common,” Pierre said smoothly. He nodded at George and then strolled off, taking his mysterious aura with him.

Riley tried to shake the way Pierre’s words managed to unsettle her. What did he mean by–well anything he said? She’d have to keep an eye on him.

“I’m sorry, Riles,” George said to her. “You’ll do better next time. I’m sure of it.”

Riley ignored his comments, more concerned about other things with George than the race. “Where have you been?” Obviously, she knew exactly where he was, but she wanted to know why George hadn’t responded to a single text of hers or come to see her before the race as they had always done.

“Yeah, about that,” he said, pulling her off to the side in a hushed tone. “Toto thought it’d be best if I didn’t get distracted before the race.”

“So he told you not to see me,” Riley reiterated for him, partially exasperated. This was the least of her qualms with her father. 

Her father, Charles and Pierre, and now George? Screw all of this, she thought. 

As if reading her mind, George said, “Well, he can control what I do before the race, not after.” There was a mischievous glint in his eyes with a genius idea brewing in his mind. Riley recognized his thinking face. “We are going out tonight!” He exclaimed loudly enough for several people to turn their heads.

She gave George a look that said “seriously?” in response.

“Come on,” he said, “you can’t say no to this face. It’s scientifically proven.”

A shout came from out of nowhere in response. “It’s true!” The voice came from across the paddock and belonged to Lando Norris. The boy in the orange suit was beaming.

“Fine,” Riley responded. 

“Yes!” George cheered at the same time as Lando.

“Did I miss something?”  Riley asked in confusion over Lando’s sudden insertion into their dynamic.

“Oh, Riley,” George shook his head. “The things I do for you.”

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“You didn’t have to do that, mate,” Charles said, back in his driver’s room, cooling off.

“She almost had you,” Pierre laughed. “What else was I supposed to do?” He said it as if it was the most obvious choice in the world.

“Not get a penalty in the first race of the season,” Charles countered. It wasn’t like Pierre to be so reckless so early on. 

“You’re one to talk,” Pierre said. “Besides, I don’t think your little deal will work out how you want it to anyway.”

“So this is sabotage then?” Charles furrowed his eyebrows. What could his friend possibly get out of this?

A grin crept onto Pierre’s face. “Something like that.”

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It had to be me || coming soon

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Carlos Sainz Jr.

Dangerous territory || coming soon (+ Charles Leclerc)

↳ being the wife of the mafia of Monaco you never expected to fall in love either the mafia of Spain.

Charles Leclerc

Dangerous territory || coming soon (+ Carlos Sainz Jr. )

↳ being the wife of the mafia of Monaco you never expected to fall in love either the mafia of Spain.

A farewell amidst tears and angels

↳ This poetic piece, captures the poignant moment when a loved one faces the inevitability of parting, expressing a heartfelt wish for the survivor to find solace and happiness in the wake of their departure.

Daniel Ricciardo

On your deck || coming soon

↳ hiding on his ship maybe your greatest mistake

Esteban Ocon

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George Russell

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I want to be with you both || coming soon (+ Sebastian Vettel)

↳ being the daughter of Micheal Schumacher is hard but falling in love with the persons that had raced against him is even harder.

Think I need someone older

↳ you fell in love with Kimi and you ain’t afraid to let the entire world know with your new song

Lance Stroll

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Lando Norris

Is this really you || coming soon

↳ in which he only dated you because his friends made a bet with him

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↳ He, with love entire, cherished her—the brilliance in her eyes when joy doth alight, and the coy retreat behind his form when strangers approach, 'til comfort grants her ease. Ne'er did he envision a world set 'gainst their union.

Lewis Hamilton

One kiss is all it takes || coming soon

↳ you are the daughter of Toto Wolff. But because you could see your crush everyday. You decided to play with him

Logan Sargeant

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Max Verstappen

One picture to much || coming soon (+ Oscar Piastri) (part 1)

↳ paparazzi outed your poly relationship out to the world. You three deal with it your own way

Drive (part 2) || coming soon (+ Oscar Piastri)

↳ after all the drama you three continue your life without hiding your relationship

Mick Schumacher

A love unfettered

↳ poetry with the Mick Schumacher as main character

Nico Hulkenberg

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Oscar Piastri

you are the soul that fits into mine

↳ The fans call you the “it” couple, and you have 3 moment where you fell even more in love.

One picture to much || coming soon (+ Max Verstappen) (part 1)

↳ paparazzi outed your poly relationship out to the world. You three deal with it your own way

Drive (part 2) || coming soon (+ Max Verstappen)

↳ after all the drama you three continue your life without hiding your relationship

Pierre Gasly

Sweet nights || coming soon

↳ you never had a relax day, so Pierre had an idea

Sebastian Vettel

Hate that I love you! || coming soon

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↳ being the daughter of Micheal Schumacher is hard but falling in love with the persons that had raced against him is even harder.

Sergio Perez

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Yuki Tsunoda

Why?

↳ nothing seemed to hurt her more than the pain she feels, because she loves him still.

Zhou Guanyu

A day of joy in attraction park

↳ you and your boyfriend go to the attraction park

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F1 x reader

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Driver x Driver

Nothing stops me from loving you || (Kevin Magnussen x Nico Hulkenberg)

↳ how can one hide his relationship while dating his teammate, simple it called fake dating

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October 21, 2023

Hereditary (2018)

When the matriarch of the Graham family passes away, her daughter and grandchildren begin to unravel cryptic and increasingly terrifying secrets about their ancestry, trying to outrun the sinister fate they have inherited.

JayBell: I was dreading watching this movie. I don't particularly enjoy really scary movies in general, but honestly, I really didn't find this one that scary. Definitely spooky and suspenseful, and there are maybe 5 minutes at the end that I thought were the scariest, but overall not that scary.

I think I was confused and trying to put all the pieces together so much that I couldn't be scared. Honestly, Toni Collette's character is so unstable and unreliable that I convinced myself that it was a psychotic break which also helped alleviate any fear I had. And really I just felt sad more than scared. Like the family and the situation is so messed up that I felt sad for them and that also counteracted any fear.

Let's start with the positives. The acting is great, the performances are great. Like I said, Toni Collette plays grieving, borderline breakdown very well. The kid is, of course, creepy. The husband is the perfect level-headed man to balance the other characters. And the son, played by Alex Wolff, that scene in the car (you know which one), will stick with me a long time. The cinematography too is amazing, not just during this scene, but throughout the whole movie.

I really enjoy the first part of this movie, and then I think I just got too confused to enjoy the last part. I love how the movie made us doubt Toni Collette's character's reliability. I love how the movie set up these really complicated family dynamics. There are so many things I like about this movie, and I'm sad to say that it lost me during the latter half.

Look, I'm pretty savvy with following plots, and I don't mind some unanswered questions in movies. That's cool. But I had to watch a 15 minute video after the end of the movie just to understand what happened. So maybe this ones just on me.

P.S. If I was the son, I think I would leave home for a while. Stay with a distant family member or a friend? The dad could have set him up somewhere while everything calmed down. Also, did the cops never have to question him at all?

P.P.S. WHY NO EPI PEN? It makes NO sense. Ugh.

P.P.P.S. What kind of high school party has a group of teenage girls baking whole freaking chocolate cakes? That's so random.

Rating: 5/10 cats

Anzie: I really have no idea where to start. Maybe one day if I can ever afford the therapy my poor brain deserves or at the very least a discount lobotomy, I’ll know what we experienced this one night during spooky season 2023.

Honestly. I think it was the tongue clicking. Ohhh or the dead bird head??? Or maybe the decapitation. Definitely the decapitation. Which you ask? Oh welll all of them but especially the first one!!!! I will NEVER look at telephone poles the same again. Or maybe the fact that I didn’t know what was happening for more than 10 minutes of the 2 hours. (But maybe I’m being generous to my ego). Or maybe the fact that Alex Wolff got literal PTSD filming this. Bc me too, man. Me toooo. and the ants I’ll never look at another ant the same again. I spend the rest of my life trying to forget this movie. I never will. Anytime I see Toni Collette or Alex Wolff. Bam it’s back.

And it’s not scary. Its traumatizing. It’s WTF is happening tooooo WHYyyyyy is this happening? Also what parent has a child allergic to nuts- and they never have the Epi pen on them???? And it’s not that they don’t. These peeps are clearly rich. She makes crazy little dioramas for art. Okaaay. The kid should have epi pens coming out of her nose. Sooo stoopid. Then I get the whole ohhh it’s a teen party. Just pllllsss call 911 if you go into anaphylactic shock. Seriously. The paramedics who be more than happy to get there faster than you can get off the phone and stab you with an epi pen. But nooooo the cult had it allll planned out.

And I get there’s the whole duality of the movie taken as it is on its face plus the hidden meaning of trauma and tragedy that affects family. Plus- it is a very good movie and incredibly acted and methodically written. But this movie was disgusting in a horrid and disturbing way. And I get grief makes you do awful and things you’d never imagine doing. And I geeeetttt it’s so detail and this and that. Yeah. It is. But i could’ve survived one more Halloween without it.

Rating: 3/10 Demons 👹

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RE-INTRODUCING: BEAR WALLACE

Full Name: Bernard Joseph Wallace

Birthdate: August 25th, 1998

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Brown

Species: Werecheetah (Beta, by birth)

Family: Celeste Wallace, née Bennet (Mother, deceased), Joseph Wallace (Father, deceased)

Love Interest: Jasmine King

Friends: Tilly Cole, Nixie Baker, Oz Baker, Marlow Stilinski, Riley Parrish, Coop Harris, Autumn Harris, Liam Dunbar, Mason Hewitt, Corey Bryant

Likes: Boxing, nature, urban exploring, running, lacrosse, candy, playing poker

Dislikes: Sitting still, abusers - especially people who hurt kids, sour candy, cowardice, Kate Argent (!!!)

Phobias: Fire

Style: Jeans and shirts, chucks or running shoes, also loosely fitting clothes so if he feels restless he can go out and run, no real accessoires - does wear rings if it’s like a fancy occasion

Speech: American accent, soft voice, doesn’t get loud a lot

Physical Quirks/Scars: Eyes glow green when in werecheetah mode, he can turn in a cheetah and a giant cheetah beast when using his powers to the fullest, can run faster than any exisiting werecreature

Personality: Hopeless romantic, kid at heart but knows when to buckle down, courageous, sporty, kind, fun, welcoming

Background: Born in Nebraska to two werecheetah parents, Bernard (lovingly nicknamed Bear) grew up loved and even somewhat sheltered. He always loved to run free and would often go into the woods and not return for hours, sometimes worrying his parents. It was that affinity to go out and run and explore for hours on end that was usually the biggest source of woes for his parents. Still, he led a quiet life for the most part. Then his parents both die in a house fire, leaving fourteen year old Bear all on his own. Luckily for him, Lorna and Jane Baker-Hill are quick to take in the son of their friends. Once in Nevada, Bear takes to acting out by running off and taking part in illegal poker games, but manages to pull himself out of his rut when a new friend and future soulmate arrives at the Baker-Hill estate in the form of Tilly Cole. For four years, things in Bear’s personal life calm down. While he and Tilly cause their own kind of mischief whenever they can, they respect the bounds set by Lorna and Jane. Then they both die as well, along with everyone else at the estate. Bear, Tilly, Nixie, and Oz make it out alive, but not without swearing revenge. Revenge on Kate Argent, and everyone who aids her in her quest to kill all supernaturals. This hatred extends himself towards Kate’s father Gerard when he attacks the Harris family. Bear knows justice must be served, in whatever way possible - even if that means killing every hunter they come across.

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( alex wolff. twenty-three. he/him. ) i think i just saw LINCOLN ROCKWOOD ride by on a golf cart . at least i think it was them . after all , OUTSKIRTS OF PARADISE BY BAD SUNS was blasting on the transistor radio . maybe they were on their way to work , i hear they’re a BALL PERSON FOR THE GOLF COURSE . but they totally could have been on their way to GET HIGH IN THE PARKING LOT ON BREAK . guess we’ll never know . you’ll definitely know its them when you see DIRTY LAUNDRY ON AN UNMADE BED, TANGLED KNOTS OF HEADPHONES, AND CELL PHONES FALLING OUT OF POCKETS around the country club . let’s just hope they stay off the green after hours or else the sprinklers will get them !

BIOGRAPHY

it’s safe to say that lincoln had fallen victim to the classic case of middle child syndrome. his family ( mainly his aunts and uncles ) often mentioning that he was the forgotten child during his elementary days, passing it off as a joke at reunion barbecues — though even he remembered getting lost in department stores where a clerk had to call for his parents on the overhead so that they could “ come and collect their kid “.

growing up in middle class suburbia was, as link would put it, like a wet, hot american summer. there were more cul-de-sacs than soccer mom minivans and more starbucks on every corner than there were fake tanning salons at the mall. the normal “ avoid eye contact with everybody “ as he passed people on the street always pairing well with the quick turn of the heel whenever he noticed one of his mom’s friends walking toward him, never mind them waving hello.

he was frequently trusted with his own devices while his younger sister had dance and piano lessons, and his older brother had practice for whatever sport was in season. all because link’s lack of hand-eye coordination wound him up with a concussion and a broken nose the one time his parents thought it’d be a good idea to sign him up for soccer — in short, instead of picking up another extracurricular, link made his dent on the living room couch. getting lost in old VHS tapes and blueray DVDs.

his love for film and anything pop culture only escalated as he got older, resulting in him being the funny guy who quoted too many movie references in what would otherwise be a normal conversation. sarcasm and dry wit etching themselves onto his tongue, dramatizing his character. allowing him to finally stand out from the rest, despite the eye rolls and facepalms he’d usually receive once he opened his mouth.

link relied on his comedic timing, having been labeled the “ forgotten one “ or the “ guy lacking ambition “ for long enough. almost going out of his way to break out of the cookie cutter mold he grew up in, never shying away from explaining the toxicity of football fanatics to his uncles or bringing up liberal comments in otherwise conservative settings. twisting his phrases comically, albeit a little condescendingly.

not that he tried to be the smartest one in the room. but he did have the tendency to throw in his two cents, most likely when it wasn’t warranted.

soon he was off to college where he changed his major four times in his first semester, just going through the motions of a dorm filled life until he eventually stumbled upon his favorite subject : popular culture. thinking the major involved continuous reruns of the bachelor or seinfeld. but thankfully, his mind was blown much further than that.

he was pretty pretentious whenever asked about what he was studying, his high brow mainly stemmed from believing his major was the superior of all majors. however, if asked about what he was going to do with it once he graduated, he’d more often than not veer the conversation in another direction and offer another hit of his joint.

now that he was officially a graduate, he still didn’t know what the heck he wanted to do as a career. shutting his laptop down every time he so much as browsed for jobs for ten minutes straight. always holed up in his room, content with ignoring adult responsibilities as well as his parent’s interrogating questions: how are your savings looking ? did you hear about your brother’s promotion ? ever thought about taking your brother’s advice & applying for a position at the country club ?

and sure, link’s desperate for a way out. but at the same time, he’s comfortable at home and it’s not like he has the right friends to challenge his status quo. instead they let him settle and constantly get high, listening to link talk about moving out one day, but never actively holding him to that.

catch lincoln collecting golf balls out on the golf course or moseying about the country club avoiding his every day duties. he’s usually got tangled headphones in with a joint tucked between his lips — just don’t tell his mom or dad about the latter part though.

HEADCANONS.

he has a hard time with complete silence, so he’ll be the first to talk in order to keep the momentum alive. though some of his friends think it’s just because he likes hearing the sound of his voice — which one, rude, and two, he just doesn’t deal with uncomfortable situations very well.

let me to you, this boy drops everything. his phone, drinks, full plates of food. he was gifted with butterfingers and has yet to realize that he shouldn’t be responsible for other people’s possessions because more likely than not, he won’t return the thing the way he found it.

he’s like a vacuum. he inhales his food. when he visits family, his mother always reprimands since she thinks he’s not enjoying what’s put on his plate. in reality, though, he has the munchies and just needs to eat all the things.

he wasn’t the greatest student. in fact, sometimes he was plain lazy when it came to doing his homework. but he got good averages and got lucky on tests, so it’s enough to make potential employers happy. or so he hopes.

if you look at his family and you look at link, you’ll wonder if the guy was dropped on his head as a kid because he’s like a black sheep. totally different ideals, can’t catch a ball to save his life, and the last time he tried grilling meat on the grill, he almost burned the backyard down — he’s now only allowed to toss together a salad at family barbecues.

this boy, this child, drinks way too much coffee / energy drinks. which is why his knee is constantly bouncing when he’s seated or he’s always shifting his weight when he’s standing. seriously, someone get him to drink something that’s not bean water. and beer doesn’t count !

[wolffupdates]

'Hey, guys. Umm... This is Alex. Nat and I have a record coming out. It's real. It's finished. Um... We are figuring out which song maybe we want to put out first. So we were thinking that we give you little teasers of three songs and you uh you guys help us pick. Let me know if you can do that and let us know below or above or wherever this is going to be. Somewhere. Some direction" -Alex Wolff via Instagram

[ojovsnoche]

soy una chismosa, así que, a ver, cuéntame a qué famoses te has besuqueado en tus sueños 😚

aquí si me queda decir: ufff, pues por donde empiezo? adasdasda. en mi adolescencia llegué a soñar con muches famoses, el más lejano que tengo es con tom felton jajajajaj, real que a cada rato soñaba con él y me levataba buscándolo en la cama JAJAJAJ. también soñé una vez con maxence, que se perdía y yo y el morrito que le hace de su novio en skam ( ¿axel? se me fue el nombre:/ ) lo buscabamos y bueh, al final yo y alex nos enamorabamos y pues nos besuqueabamos. también soñe con alex hogh ( que fue cuando le estuvieron dando rb a gif sets de él en 7m jajajajja ) que se enamoraba de mi por hacerles masajes. también soñé uan vez con nat wolff, que trabajabamos en un lugar, creo en una floreria¿?, y yo pensaba que el dude quería con mi prima y el de: no, yo amarte a ti, y pues besuqueos jajajaj. el más reciente es el actor que hace de pope en outer banks, que fue muy soft en el sueño y no pude resistirme a besarlo lol. también una vez con los de 5sos, que se peleaban por mi ( menos calum, maybe bc nunca me cayó lol ) y well, me besuqueaba a todos pero yo en el fondo quería a ashton ( raro bc yo siempre estuve enamorada de michael jajaj ) y de hecho, una de las historias románticas cortas que escribí, está basado en algo de ese sueño y el protagonista me lo imagino con la cara de ashton, ahq. también estuve en un triangulo amoroso con camila cabello y lauren jauregui, bueno, fue bc lauren me usaba para darle celos a camila y yo de: va, pues date, besuqueame LMAO. también con nich jonas, que el dude era un asshole y que kevin, su hermano, me quería pero yo quería a nick y nick se comportaba así para despistar que también me quería y yep, en una pelea nos besabamos, idk creo que en mis sueños me creo rayita de las novelas de adoelscentes jajajjajajaja. con ross butler también, era amigo de miles heizer y mío en mi sueño y yo quería una cita con miles y le pedía que nos hiciera una cita pero se hacía loco el dude y me decía then que era bc me quería y me besaba, y pues yo como negarle un beso, verdad?:/ jajajajaj      

[rpgadverts]

Scooby-Do inspired friendship group from hogwarts days. Looking for Velma, Daphne, Scooby, and Scrappy to join this group getting into far too much trouble.

Arrogant quidditch player wanted for cheating ex plot. Beauxbatons alumni who has now moved his quidditch skills to the UK, only to run into the girl whose heart he broke. Alex Wolff pictured, but face is open

Sonam kapoor (or other south asian) wanted for pureblood yaxley sister. Slytherin ambition, a co-dependence with her brother Freddie, and a purist view-set, she's the whole package. 

Liam Hemsworth wanted as brother for Flint Family. Purists in the lower tier of pureblood society, they don't have as much pressure on them as other families. Playing for the falmouth falcons, this sibling's gender is not set in stone (amanda seyfried, brie larson, or lily james). 

Quidditch players wanted for Puddlemere United!  Puddlemere is the oldest team in the British and Irish Quidditch League, winning the league 22 times. Recruiting the best of the best, including Oliver Wood, this team is a force to be reckoned with. Wanted chasers, keeper, and seeker.

[jcink-resource]

Scooby-Do inspired friendship group from hogwarts days. Looking for Velma, Daphne, Scooby, and Scrappy to join this group getting into far too much trouble.

Arrogant quidditch player wanted for cheating ex plot. Beauxbatons alumni who has now moved his quidditch skills to the UK, only to run into the girl whose heart he broke. Alex Wolff pictured, but face is open

Sonam kapoor (or other south asian) wanted for pureblood yaxley sister. Slytherin ambition, a co-dependence with her brother Freddie, and a purist view-set, she's the whole package. 

Quidditch players wanted for Puddlemere United!  Puddlemere is the oldest team in the British and Irish Quidditch League, winning the league 22 times. Recruiting the best of the best, including Oliver Wood, this team is a force to be reckoned with. Wanted chasers, keeper, and seeker.

[darkqueensigyn]

The cast of Entity

(My first original work unrelated to my main set of OCs)

(Proper character bios to come)

Rebecca Raphaela Ellsworth (FC: Lily Collins)

Benedict Everard Lockwood (FC: Mads Mikkelsen)

Charlotte Louise Summerfield (FC: Eliza Scanlen)

Adria Thora Quincy (FC: Sophia Lillis)

Berthold Cyrus Paget (FC: Oliver Jackson-Cohen)

Ferdinand Philippe Charbonneau (FC: Alex Wolff)

Lora Ethel Crawford (FC: Mary Elizabeth Winstead)

Mercy Trisha Sommer (FC: Rebecca Ferguson)

Grigory Marcellus Skinner (FC: Noel Fisher)

Garrett Milburn Fairbairn (FC: Will Poulter)

Beckett Constant Randall (FC: Colin Farrell)

Rowena Alexia Tennison (FC: Samara Weaving)

Elisa Brandy Granger (FC: Madelaine Petsch)

Tonya Roxanne MacGinnis (FC: Portia Doubleday)