#god just let me be cringe please

[konoharfts]

I’ve been deep into art block for ages, but this fic of Jamil dancing with Yuu brought me out of it.

I am my own target audience, but I thought some of y’all would appreciate my funky lil Jamil design.

(My Yuu-sona is the one on the left)

[momentomori24]

From now until march, along with KOSA and support for trans folks/tumblr's transphobia, I'm only going to be reblogging posts about Palestine, Congo, Sudan and the potential other countries that I'm unaware of subjected to atrocities and genocides all at the same time (because just when you thought you've seen the depths of human vileness you learn about something else happening that makes you realise no you didn't). My blog's pretty small so this probably doesn't mean much in the grand scheme of things, but since I didn't completely go through with the strike this time around I feel like the least I can do is this. General reminder to not stop talking about the genocides, donate if you can, write/call up your MPs, show support for the trans community and spread as much awareness as possible about all these issues mentioned. Stay safe, everyone.

[daftysaph]

Apex literally gave us another trans character

AND THEN gave their non binary character a boyfriend

This is all I've ever wanted in this game!!

[ravennhearted]

Will You Just Shut Up Already?

Word Count: 3511

Pairing: Merthur, Merlin/Arthur Pendragon

Characters: Merlin, Arthur Pendragon, Lancelot (if you squint)

Warnings: little bit of angst, but for the plot!

Tags: Arthur POV, Magic Revealed, Canon Era, 5+1 format

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Summary: five times Arthur tries to get Merlin to shut up and one time he succeeds

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Notes: sooooo… I wrote a thing. First fic in over three (?) years. But ya know, the undying fandom and our undying obsession blah blah blah. Hope y’all enjoy!

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1. Shouting

Merlin had been his manservant for all of a month, and already Arthur was sick of the idiot. He was useless and clumsy and daft, a truly awful servant who couldn’t seem to do anything right even when given clear instructions, or anticipate any of his needs, or bring him his meals on time, and to top it all off, the fool wouldn’t shut up.

His previously peaceful days were now filled with Merlin’s senseless prattle. Day and night he was surrounded by it, from the moment he woke up to Merlin’s ever-cheerful rise and shine or up and at ‘em or the dozen other needlessly annoying phrases he seemed to always have, all the way until he was finally dozing in his bed, Merlin’s daily gossip from around the castle lulling him to sleep.

It was . . . well, it wasn’t exactly awful, but it certainly wasn’t nice, either.

Especially in cases like this, when his day had been entirely too long and arduous and he’d been stuck in his stuffy clothes inside stuffy rooms around stuffy people and hadn’t had a moment to himself, and Merlin was just talking, as if he were doing so just to hear himself speak or something equally ridiculous, and all Arthur wanted was—

“Would you just shut up, Merlin!”

[continue reading here]

[mustangs-flames]

My partner: What would you do if someone from the TMC cast read your fics/AU?

Me, without hesitation: I would fucking delete and die of embarrassment.

[flippingyouoff]

Hey! Trying to get a game of sorts started in this fandom where people can interact more, so pass along some asks like this if you want after answering this!

TELL ME ABOUT YOUR FAVOURITE AU YOU'VE MADE AND FAVOURITE SHIP GO

I just saw yr own response I am so OVERWHELMED WITH AFFECTION that you'd select me to Spread The Virus! It is Evil and Vile however that you would ask me to select Just One Favorite AU I've made! I can only interpret this as an act of hostility and malice. Lock your windows scumbag /loving

TL;DR

AU: Anastasia AU, with a side of Asexual Occult Harem

Ship: Stylennyman, because I'm contrarian and too old for shipping wars.

And now, the ominous Read More:

GOD so like I've this AU that I'm conceptualizing as a Visual Novel because I've had a simplistic Visual Novel Creator For Dummies program for like fifteen years and I've never used it and I'm always trying to decide on a story I could use with it.

The base backstory is loosely SOT but that's when the kids are kids. Then it's a parody of the 1997 animated Anastasia movie. Kenny is Anastasia and I do not take critique.

The prologue is when they're kids and Princess Kenny is brought to Kyles Kingdom with their families' intensions to betroth them to eachother because the Broflovski royal family is having issues with Fantasy Bigotry with the humans and the McCormicks are landwealthy but bankrupt mostly humans with a touch o Orc in there (I just have no fun way to fit more Orc into the plot it's very uncreative of me)

So Stan is Kyles squire bodyguard in training and Cartman is a fledgling wizard from an abolished Rival Kingdom and he's allowed to play with them because Kyle pities that he lives in a hotdog in the woods or smth that's not important they all become bestest of friends!

Kenny has been presented as a girl to be a more realistic match for Kyle but Carol confesses their desperate scam and neither Queen Sheila or Kyle mind they wanna help them out and everyone fkn loves Kenny bc it's Kenny gd it.

But the Dark Kingdom suddenly attacks one day and the castle is thrown into turmoil. They've arrived with a massive army and a slew of wizards collected from the remains of Cartmans Kingdom.

The parents fend off the aggressors- and mostly fall- while the kids scatter. Kyle, Stan and Ike collect Kenny and Karen to try and escape. They run into Cartman who quickly swaps sides to help his friends sneak out.

Stan and Kyle are separated from the group to get traumatized on their own while the others continue on, eventually getting caught in the crossfire. Kenny seemingly sacrifices himself to get Ike and Karen to safety.

Cartman hides them away someplace safe before he's found out to have helped both Kingdoms heirs, his magic powers are bound and he's abandoned to be caught by remaining armies. When he's thrown in the execution lineup however, Stan shows up and causes a distraction to get him out, and the two run off together.

Kyle is left as the heir apparent to his Kingdom, and after safely being taken to neutral lands, agrees to dissolve his families royal legitimacy so his surviving people can get sanctuary and a ceasefire be found. He knows that Cartman secured Ike's safety somewhere but also knows that he's safer wherever that is. Stan left his side in shame that he failed to protect Kyles family.

Pop forward ten years later, rumors that a McCormick heir survived are bustling in rebelling circles of the now impoverished lands the Dark Kingdom annexed. Stan and Cartman have been surviving in them together all this time. When Cartman gets whiff of the rumors he concocts a plan to find someone to impersonate Kenny, who they knew best, as a ticket back into the neutral lands that are posting the reward for a confirmation of the rumors. What he's actually planning is just to get him and Stan back into a humane country and then handing over the fake to the Dark Kingdoms leader, so that he can have his magic unbound. Stan's in his own self-imposed isolation though so he just goes along because he's codependent on Cartman sdakfjlbsdf

Though right on time, the real Kenny shows up to get pulled into their scheme. All amnesia'd up, and absolutely all for scamming his way out of the country with these two PTSD-stricken oafs, because his only lead for where his possible family and past might be is a pendant marked with the crest of Kyles royal family.

Cue a roadtrip from Fantasy Not-Russia across Fantasy Not-Europe to Fantasy Not-Paris, where you would be playing a Friendship optional Dating Simulator of Kenny helping Stan and Cartman getting through their traumas, where you can get Stan to get his self esteem back and Cartman to Not sell Kenny off to Evil Overlords. All culminating in a final stretch reuniting with the Usurped Prince Kyle, who missed them all very very much...........................

Another one of my AU's that I like alot right now is a Werewolf AU where I take Jersey Kyle, Goth Stan, Bad Irene and Princess Kenny/Mysterion and caramelize them in a Polyamorous MeetCute Teflon Pan, where they all get wrapped up in Kyley-B's transformation into a werewolf and his subsequent quest to understand his predicament. Along the way Raven gets bit by a vampire and Irene finds a magic wand. Oh and they also have a run in with Princess' Ex, Damien The Antichrist. Also Princess is an Asexual Succubus. Also they're all Asexual. That doesn't mean anything I just already headcanon Kyle and Cartman as Ace and an Asexual Succubus is a fun concept so Stans wrapped in on this too so that I can call this the Asexual Occult Harem AU. I made them in Sims!!!

So then it shouldn't be a surprise I'm listing my OTP as Stylennyman. I usually list my OTPs as Style, Bunny and Creek because I Love Those but it's also very boring and I don't want to allow any assumptions that I am so complacent about Anything. So my stubborn contrarian ass whose fear of conflict manifests in embracing both sides in fandom shipping discourse just decides to throw everyone together. No heartbreak no jealousy just long drawn out monologues and very specific scenarios spun just right to get this absolute shitfest to work. I don't even like requited Kyman I'm just fixated on making their relationship less uncomfortable and beating Cartman into a morally tolerable character because I got into this fandom and started out being mean to him and it gave me a tummy ache so sorry he gets happy endings too.

I have this whole fun skit idea where when the guys come out as Together Gerald goes on a long quest collecting all the Estranged Fathers to try and break them up. Also I kneaded and beat the plot until I baked up a good way to get Menorah Cartman there, because God, I love Menorah Cartman so much and this is my AU and I do what I want. She still hates Kyle. Also Wendy's a international super spy and Kenny's an Eldritch God, but those are my normal 20smths Headcanons.

Fandom stop being weird challenge we all are fixated on the like third worst show in American Culture lets just embrace the cringe and be nice to eachother there is literally No Way To Go But Up <3

[gracien-system]

Reading through notes on posts we disagree with and getting increasingly frustrated by them is. A bad habit. That we really need to try and break.

[acaiyatree]

does tiktok think i hate sonadow? because they have been giving me so many damned tiktoks from folks who hate it

[kursed-arcana]

The joy of being on reddit. This person claims to love shoujo, but I'd never guess it

[konoharfts]

What would my Yuu’s (Mickey’s) photo album look like?

I want to make a series of polaroids depicting my little version of the TWST universe through the lens(haha) of my Yuu OC. Yes his name is Mickey, and yes it’s because I thought it’d be funny when he meets the mouse. Other OCs depicted are Mina (Octavinelle, twisted from Vanessa and YES I know she’s just Ursula in disguise shhhhh), and literally just me, my self insert, that’s the artist, no other details.

Fun details to note:

-everyone signed the photo album, even grim!

-everyone has a pair of sun glasses

-there’s a hidden mickey! Can you find it?

-there are five birds in the sky, and five friends (yes I’m corny)

-also EVERYTHING was drawn my hand, save for the paper texture. So yes, I did have to render tape :’)

Anyways, stay cringe kids,

Peace

[outpost-31]

I say shit like 'I hope nobody thinks I'm weird and freaky :( "and then my interests include slimy body horror movies and taxidermy and decomposition and reptiles and if i see any insect i go balls to the wall and pick it up and show everyone nearby. and I collect teeth.

I should accept how I am at this point. ofc somebody's gonna think I'm a skittery like freak it is INEVITABLE. not necessarily a bad thing, I'm afraid of judgement but. yknow I'm just having fun who cares. and if yorue understanding about how I can like that stuff without being a twisted evil bastard than congratulations you get to see my collection of Weird Stuff (teeth)

[thefoxinyourforest]

how i feel to myself seeing yanblr tumblr denying the fact i absolutely feel like that but also knowing its fucking CRINGE

[arolesbianism]

Would yall still love me if I made an au with pkm characters

[unhingedgirlythings]

FUCK IT

SUMMERY : Reader gets her date interrupted when Hotch calls up asking for her to get to the BAU. Reader rushes over still dressed up and a certain dr can’t keep her eyes off her teehee.

Tags:fem reader , a huge amount of awkwardness, reader is over her love life

A/N: I WANTED AWKWARD SPENCER REID, bare with me tho cuz I haven’t written a fanfic since I was 13 and it was horrible so please be kind and let me know your thoughts :))) enjoyyy.

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You were used to your phone ringing at the WORST possible times, I mean with your job that was something you just had to prepare yourself for. Serial killers don’t take a break just so you can have a girls night out or take a nice relaxing bath after a long day. Although never in your life did you imagine the wave of relief that would wash over you as the all too familiar ringtone blared from your phone. Normally you would groan and feel your body grow more exhausted whilst hesitantly picking up the phone, but not tonight. Nope. Fortunately for hotch, you couldn’t have answered the phone faster. “what’s up” low and behold hotch was on the other end requesting your presence ASAP!

You tried to hide your glee as you glanced over at the douche-ist blind date that the great quote on quote “matchmaker” of the century Garcia, had raved on about the week before. To be fair the date didn’t start off bad, it was actually the most decent one you’ve had yet. Honestly you were ready to finally praise Penelope for actually finding you a decent man to take your mind off the unrequited school girl crush that you had on a certain “kid” genius. somehow you escaped the dude who clearly was stuck in some frat boy mindset, well not without some snarky comment made towards you which you shut down a little harsher then needed but seriously you couldn’t hold back anymore, you had no idea what possessed Penelope into thinking you would EVER consider going home with the king of fucking douchebags (most likely the biceps and tight clothing that the man sported). Nevertheless here you were speeding down the freeway, thinking way too hard about your love life completely blanking and forgetting to drop by your apartment to quickly change into something more work appropriate.

Before you knew it you’ve parked your car, walking into the cold air. A shiver runs down your body and the shock hits you when you realize. Here you are in a little skimpy black dress that clings to your curves in “just the right way” according to Penelope before shoving you out into your car heading to that horrible excuse of a date, “ahh shit. Fucken seriously! Of course this is just my luck … I mean at least I look good” groaning and mumbling to yourself, you make your way into the building. You knew Hotch would be understanding, I mean you never know when you’re gonna be called in and it sounded urgent so yeah, sometimes you and your coworkers walk in with inappropriate work wear. You will never forget the time he called everyone in at god knows what time, Spencer had walked into the room with his pjs sporting a fluffy dress robe, you seriously thought someone was going to have to perform cpr on you that night.

Walking into the building in heels was definitely a pain in your ass, but you managed as you pushed the briefing room door open. A low wolf whistle from Derek Morgan was the last thing you needed right now “damn sweetheart, who knew you could clean up so nicely“ As you make your way into the room, you playfully roll your eyes at him.“haha very funny” you cringed as everyone’s attention was now drawn to you. while taking a seat next to JJ, wishing to be wearing literally anything else “Sorry Hotch, i came straight from..” you hesitate for a second, glancing around before continuing “A date, but this sounded important so I didn’t have time to change”The stoned faced man simply nods at you “It’s fine. You're here, right now we have a lot to cover” He starts debriefing the team, leaving no detail out of the case, no matter how brutal, you tried your hardest to give him your unwavering attention, but you could feel someone’s eyes on you. And out of the corner of your eye see him. Spencer.

His stare was hot and intense, and fuck was it making you become a flustered mess. You glanced at him from your peripheral trying your best to be subtle about it, it was getting harder and harder to focus on Hotch and the case, not Reid. But when his puppy dog eyes drifted up, down and all over your body, your body involuntarily reacted, slightly squirming in your seat. Before you could stop yourself, your eyes turn and lock onto his gorgeous brown ones, a smirk graces your lips as he finally notices your eyes now on him. Looking like a kid being caught with his hand in the cookie jar, he turns pink from the embarrassment and shame of being caught, and god did that make your head spin. Now it was his turn to awkwardly squirm in his seat while staring at Hotch with all his attention. You giggle under your breath at his fumbling awkwardness. Before you know it everyone around you starts to pack up their things and stand up, leaving you confused. Of course you spent the whole debriefing paying so little attention to the case and more on Spencer.

Sighing, you pull the hem of your dress down as you stand trying to save yourself from even more embarrassment. “soooo how did it go? Was he as yummy as you’d hoped?” Garcia wraps her arms around yours as you try not to stumble down the stairs towards your desk “you, my love are officially banned from meddling in my love life” you could already hear the trail of complaints bouncing around in her head as you plopped down onto your desk chair, reaching for the new case folder hoping to catch yourself up before take off in the morning “aww come on I for sure thought you’d be jumping his bones, all those rippling muscles, who In Their right mind could resist” the thought of the man you had seen a few hours prior put a foul taste in your mouth, causing your face to scrunch up in disgust “he was a complete dick, he legit referred to himself as an “alpha male” AN ALPHA ,Only thing I wanted to jump , was off a building at that point” a defeated look from her was all the conformation you needed, no longer were you going on blind dates, and your love life was back to being non existent and sad “sorry Pen I tried, I really really tried, you just have horrific taste in men like my god do we need to get you some help. These guys are basically human garbage” whilst looking up your eyes naturally drift and settle on Spencers desk frowning as you watch him, his heads buried in the case file whilst obsessively jotting down notes like some multitasking god, your heart couldn’t help but pine after his more, the looks you shared moments before didn’t help your case either. Resting your chin in the palm of your hand, you drag your eyes away trying to spare yourself from going into one of your Spencer Reid spirals. You look up at Penelope already disliking the pitiful look she was giving you “are you sure your ready to give up?, I mean I know this cute guy who would be super into you, he's just your type “the new voice startled you, turning in your seat you’re met with Emily smirking down at you whilst leaning against your desk inserting herself into the conversation with JJ beside her “wow ok fun, are we all just gonna just dive head first into my personal life?, don’t we have a case to work on?” trying to deter the subject of the conversation off of you was a bust, as the women you call friends gleam down at you with a shared look “yeah no this is too entertaining to sit out on.” you couldn’t believe you were having this conversation right now, letting out a groan you leaned back in your chair covering your face in hopes of hiding the redness in your cheeks “sweetheart, what you need is a good ol one night stand, get a certain pretty boy out of your system” if you weren’t already melting into a puddle of embarrassment, you definitely were now “Morgan shut up please for the love of everything holy”

you could only pray Spencer wasn’t paying attention to the little group that was forming at your desk, maybe he was being good and reading the case file like the rest of them should be doing but of course luck wasn’t in your favor tonight “what are we talking about?” Before you could shut the whole conversation down Morgan happily answered Spencer “oh, we were just discussing Y/L/N’s love life. I think she needs a good root, what do you think?” that stupid smirk Morgan was happily wearing was enough to make your blood boil, now you truly wished to disappear “ok ok that’s enough” you shoot up from your seat avoiding any eye contact with Spencer not wanting to see his reaction to your humiliating red face “conversation over, my love life is going back to being non existent, thank you for your concern but it’s over, officially dead so no more talking about it.” you snatch the file off your desk ready to get the hell out of whatever situation you found yourself in “i'm going home to at least get some sleep before we leave tomorrow or I’ll be a zombie all day” with that you hastily made your way out of the building and into the cool night air once again.

wrapping your arms around yourself in hopes to provide some warmth, you slowly make your way to the car park. Before you could make it to your car you could hear foot steps getting closer and closer until they were right behind you, stopping along with yours once you had reached front of your car. Quickly spinning around you slam them onto the car's hood, arm in your hand, face down and pinned.

“Ow ow ow ow Ow!” Shit. It was Spencer. The man you’ve been daydreaming about and here you were pinning him to the hood of your car. “oh shit sorry, my god, don’t walk up on me like that holy shit Spence you scared me” you pull away off him whilst letting go of his arm and backing away a little. Spencer lets out a hiss of pain as he pushes himself off the hood, rubbing his arm to try and relieve the pain “sorry I was just trying to make sure you got to your car safely. It’s late a-and” he looks at your dress whilst clearing his throat looking away awkwardly “are you ok? you seemed upset in there” he looks back at you whilst giving you a smile that made you wanna pass away on the spot “yeah I’m ok, just having your dating life put on full blast in front of the team like that can be a tad embarrassing” silence was the only response you were met with, you glance up at Spencer trying to think of something, anything to say in this moment “you look really nice by the way, it’s unfortunate your date turned out that way.” His eyes meet yours, your breath gets caught in your throat as heat creeps up your neck to your face “t-thanks” tugging on the hem of your dress you smile sheepishly “not the most comfortable outfit, honestly wish Pen let me wear my sweater but you know”

“Penelope” you both say, you giggle as Spencer chuckles. “Oh by the way, I thought you may want these, may help a little tomorrow” he hands you the notes he took from the briefing, Your fingertips brush against his, the feeling of warmth from his hands sends a shiver down your spine. “Thanks Spence. I appreciate it” you stand there longer than needed before you start to turn away from him. “You know, that even though there aren't any hard statistics, it’s roughly estimated that every 1 in 3 or 4 blind dates actually end up as a success” he rambles on, looking back at him you try to pay attention but you can’t stop your eyes from sifting down towards his lips “so there is a chance” his voice fades away as his words become background noise and your thoughts become louder and louder, all you could think about was him, the feeling of wanting only grew stronger with each passing minute. It didn’t help that his lips were tempting you, calling you in. you couldn’t hold yourself back much longer, will power growing weaker and weaker “fuck it” your body moves before commen sense had its time to put a stop to whatever ridiculous thoughts you had muster up, suddenly your lips press onto his without thinking it through. It was short and one sided yet sweet, the faint taste of coffee and sugar overwhelmed your senses

The sudden realization hits you hard as you push yourself off Reid, the feelings of regret and fear settles itself in your stomach making you feel sick “Sorry I wasn’t thinking, shit sorry, forget that happened ok” you back away keeping your eyes glued to the ground in fear that you’ll look up and only see rejection written on his face. What in the hell possessed you to do that?, why the fuck did you do that, the only reason you kept your feelings shoved down was to protect your friendship with Spencer, nothing meant more to you then the bond you both shared and now you’ve ruined it and for what? A stupid kiss? “wait, uh No no it was just unexpected I didn’t hate it actually quite the opposite” your head snaps back up at a red faced flustered Spencer Reid “don't apologize“ his warm hands warp around your cold ones as he steps closer to you once again “did you um maybe want to try that again? Only if you want to though I don’t want you to regret anything” you giggle as he starts to nervously stumble over his words, this time more confident in your actions your lips find his for the second time tonight.

The taste of coffee meets your lips again as your body relaxes into the kiss, which is very reciprocated this time. The warmth radiating from Spencer chases the cold night air away. As your bodies shuffle closer together. you both hesitantly pull away from each, you wanted to stay here in this moment for as long as possible but of course your bed was calling your name along with the early flight departure. “I should go” you really didn’t want to “I know“ his hands stayed on your waist for a moment before slipping away “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow” the sweet look on his face drove you crazy, the urge to say fuck it and stay with him for the remainder of the night was overpowered by the sleepless night before, you settle for placing a goodnight kiss on his cheek instead “night Spence” winking you open your car door and make your way in, you turn the car on and roll the window down to call out to him as he backs away with a smug smirk on his face “sweet dreams pretty boy” with that you drive away replaying the events of tonight in your mind, god you couldn’t wait to get the case over with so you could finally have a date that wasn’t going to end in ruins, especially with the man you’ve been crushing on since your first day, yeah no you weren’t going to get any sleep tonight now.

[verstarppen]

omfg i love your fics they’re so funny 😭😭 i had an idea for a max fic that i think you would do so well 🫶 so like she’s his teammate and she has a bf (no idea who but prob another athlete or something since they tend to kinda be fboys 👀 but not another driver please because those dynamics make me cringe in second hand embarrassment 🙏) then he like cheats on her publicly, but she decides to live in idgafistan and max helps her make her ex jealous 😝 but he’s like actually been into her for a really long time and everyone ships them and stuff and then he bags her with his irresistible chronically offline awkward white boy rizz 💋

summary; cheaters deserve to get cheated out of their career, or at least that's how max justifies destroying your ex's life

pairing; max verstappen x fem! red bull driver! reader [ no faceclaim ]

warnings; suggestive language, swearing

a/n; DISCLAIMER the boyfriend is made up and also a sims 2 reference, if by chance there is a real tennis player by the name of Dominic Lothario im so sorry sir this was not written with you in mind ALSO this is my VERY sneaky way of telling everyone my favorite song is trophäe by paula carolina so naturally i had to shove the word trophy everywhere to justify using lyrics as the title I HOPE I DID YOUR PROMPT JUSTICE also i skipped over singapore because we don't talk about singapore

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maxverstappen1 The only time I've cheated.

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feeltheorange WHAT DID HE SAYYYY

meepshoemaker the double take i just did cracked my neck

yukinator22 NAHHHHHHHHH

albogeant BRO DIDN'T EVEN GIVE HER TIME TO RECOVER LMAOOOOOOOO

ynln7 everyone has permission to laugh i came up with the caption

pierregasly Thank god charles_leclerc I'm going to hell I laughed before I saw your comment pierregasly Me too ynln7 assholes (affectionately)

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ynln7 anyway

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christianhorner This is not the team bonding I was talking about

charles_leclerc Shut up, some of us have waited years for this pierregasly Seconded danielricciardo Third...ed?

simplyclerc LET HIM COOK

lionkingseb max verstapprizz

mcmango he saw an opportunity and he took it

redbullpapaya i manifested this with magic beyond the human comprehension

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redbullracing An immaculate performance today from @ maxvestappen1 and @ ynln7 that’s a 6th Constructors’ Championship for the team!! 🏆 CONGRATULATIONS, WORLD CHAMPIONS!!

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super_max they know they ate

staraikkonen the blueprint for all powercouples

shadownorris LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO

angelricciardo talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference

dominic_lothario 👎

redbullracing Shouldn't you be looking for a job? What are you doing in our comments.

kirbyvettel MAXY/N SWEEP

maxverstappen1 The trophy is not my only win this week @ ynln7

ynln7 ok now let me pass you maxverstappen1 No 🧡 You're pretty in p2

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ynln7 celebrating the win the RIGHT way (playing f1 2023)

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easportsf1 Amen

ynln7 LMAO

maxverstappen1 I let you win

ynln7 bruised ego alert

christianhorner Such a RESPONSIBLE team, aren't we?

orangleclerc THE T-SHIRT

strawberryrosberg Did they turn down the afterparty invite for this because mad respect

charles_leclerc Tell me your record, I'll beat it

ynln7 in your dreams, leclerc maxverstappen1 Beat us in real life first charles_leclerc First of all.

pic credits: instagram and pinterest

[allfearstofallto]

Make Me Your God, I Can Give You Everything

Yandere! Scaramouche x Broken! Reader

Part of {Mai Playlist}

“Do you love me?”

“Yes, my lord Scaramouche,”

“How much?”

“More than anything, my lord Scaramouche,”

“Would you kill for me?”

“Happily, my lord Scaramouche,”

“Would you die for me?”

“If it would please you, my lord Scaramouche,”

Like a broken record repeating the same phrase over and over, you spoke your words with little emotion, hardly even a change in cadence. You looked at him, but your eyes had lost that familiar glimmer, that light that he'd come to rather enjoy, even if it was annoying. That light was perseverance, it was hope, it was your drive and will, but now it was gone and you often just looked more like a doll than he did.

“What’s something that would bring you joy?” He asked. Typically, he wasn't one to spoil you, but the last few weeks of you just being so docile and…empty. It had him worried. He wanted that spark back, that light in your eyes. He wanted you back.

“You, my lord Scaramouche,”

“No,” he spat back angrily, “What will really bring you joy? What will make you happy?”

“Anything you offer me is a gift enough, my lord Scaramouche,”

Annoyance caused him to stand swiftly from his chair and march over to where you sat, still as a board and posture straight, just like he'd drilled into you many times before. When he raised his hand to strike you, you didn't even flinch, making him lower it in surrender. You were still as beautiful as the day he got you, still as soft and your voice still as sweet. But you were hollow. Had he truly broken you down so?

He slumped back in his seat and sighed out longingly and you still barely moved. He made a motion with his hand for you to come closer and without a word, you did, “Sit. Join me,” he ordered. Promptly, you sat on his lap, the weight of your body comforting him. You were still in there, somewhere.

“I didn't want this,” he mumbled, his face pressed into you back, arms wrapped around your waist.

“You didn't wish for me to sit here?” You questioned, preparing to stand, but he pulled you back down with little resistance.

“No. I didn't want you to end up like this,” he squeezed your waist a bit tighter, making you let out a shallow breath, “Why couldn't you just love me as you were before. Why did it have to come to this?”

“I do love you, my lord,”

He pushed you from his lap and you crumbled to the floor, still, with little resistance. You didn't look scared or shocked, you didn't even look hurt from the way you'd fallen. Just there. He remembers the last time he'd done something similar to you. You spat at his feet in defiance. Mentally, he cringed at how hard he'd punished you that day. One of the many days of punishment that led to you becoming what you are now. Empty.

“I'm…I'm sorry,” he struggled to get the words out. Eyeing your face he saw something different, the slight raise of your eyebrows, before they fell again. But it was something. It was you, even for just a second, “Is that what you want? An apology?”

He kneeled before you and took one of your feet into his hands, his cold hands traced the soft skin of it. Scaramouche hadn't taken a knee for anyone in years. No one except his creator and the Tsaritsa herself. Both archons, but he put you on a similar pedestal. A kiss was pressed right against the toe of your foot and he felt your body jolt.

“Come back to me,” he pressed another kiss to your foot, “You'll be worshiped, not broken again.”