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nikonuee · 3 months
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Stardew Valley update is all fun and games until you look at your 100+ mods and realise the horror of what you're about to go through.
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leclerc-s · 19 days
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prologue - is it a wonder i broke?
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ines_sainz i am what i am cause you trained me. the after and before.
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user01 girl a soft launch? while we're still processing you leaving racing?
user02 the before being spain and racing and the after being monaco and no racing makes me sad.
maxverstappen33 pick up the phone! i just want to talk!
ines_sainz you know where i live. just come over? maxverstappen33 that's too far! ines_sainz get the fuck up and walk?
fernandoalo_oficial todo bien?
ines_sainz eh más o menos fernandoalo_oficial ay nena que voy a hacer contigo? user03 their father daughter bond makes me coo. it's so special to me.
user04 is the caption shade?
user05 but to who? her family? user04 i will go to war if her family forced her out of racing. user06 same, we ride at fucking dawn bitches
charles_leclerc fancy a game of goat simulator?
alex_albon OH COUNT ME IN! georgerussell63 if it's as bad as last time, count me out. ines_sainz only if i can invite my super secret friends. charles_leclerc oscar and logan are not super secret. they were around last time. arthur_leclerc and why was i not invited? ines_sainz charles said you weren't cool enough.
user07 the way she looks so sad in the after. i wanna cry for her.
user08 no cause i remember her saying, 'without racing i don't know who i am' and now i'm crying. user07 WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT BRITNEY??
user09 now where the heck is carlos? he usually drags her by now.
user10 me thinks that rumor from a few months ago was about the sainz siblings and not the leclerc brothers like everyone thought. user11 makes sense carlos would be jealous of his little sister for being better than he is. imagine helmut marko publicly saying that 'she would've been miles better than her older brother.' user09 sometimes a man's hell is a teenage girl.
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¡leclerc-s speaks!
for now, it's a pre-established relationship, but i'll write a part later explaining how they got together (the bonus tracks). i just find it easier to do it this way for myself. the point of this fic is mostly to have them torment carlos. sometimes i forget that i like carlos. this is like the fourth fic where i make him seem like a dick. i'm sure he's a nice person but for the sake of this fic he is not. there are time when i don't like (miami 2024) him, but my problem isn't with him, it's mostly with his fans. anyways, hope you enjoy this new fic. the first bonus part should be out like sometime tomorrow or in the next two days, i want to post it before the first part.
¡disclaimer!
this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!
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setonhillcordoba23 · 1 year
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This weekend in Granada was an experience. I had a lot of fun but it took a lot of different turns for everyone. On the bus ride there, it was rainy and cold and my expectations were significantly lowered due to this. When we arrived, the rain and cold continued, but it was tolerable as a Pennsylvanian native. First, we visited another beautiful cathedral. All of the cathedrals we have seen so far have been really beautiful and share many similarities it their architecture and artwork. Later, we had some free time and I decided to go back into the city to do so shopping. I did more walking than actual shopping, but I did meet some really nice people at the shops. At a tea and spice shop, one lady was so nice to me. She let me try their chai tea (my favorite type!) and it was delicious. I also bought a tea native to Granada for my host mom (I’ve drank a lot of her tea since being here). I realized I never introduced myself to this lady nor did she to me, but she was really nice. For the most part, we communicated fully in Spanish until there was a word I didn’t know and I said it in English instead. It was nice to have a normal conversation with a native speaker and be able to communicate without many problems. Ironically, her brother in law moved to PA last year for Atlanta, so she’s a little bit familiar with the state. I met another guy while buying some sweatshirts. He was actually really nice and was impressed by my Spanish (even though I’m not sure it was good at all). He thought I might be here teaching English to younger students in a school. I didn’t really realize that was something I could do, but I am definitely interested in coming back later and doing that at some point. We talked a little about Spain and Granada and it was a nice conversation. One thing I’ve noticed is that people here seem to be generally more pleasant than in the US. To me, it seems like people here are more relaxed and genuinely enjoy having conversations, possibly due to having a differently structured day with a siesta and longer meals etc. Overall, the people in Spain seem a bit happier and less rushed compared to people in the US. One cultural difference I have noticed is the length of meals. I would consider myself a rather impatient individual and meals here last at minimum an hour. Back at home, that’s about the length of a holiday meal or a special occasion. Restaurants usually are rushing you out to serve the next party or you have to move onto to something else and eat quickly. Here, meals are an opportunity for conversation. I’m not sure if I could adjust to having hour(s) long meals at home, but it definitely has been interesting. I also have adjusted really well to the difference in meal times. I was a bit worried at first because it seems like such a long time in between meals, but the food served holds you over until the next meal. I wish we would’ve been able to spend some more time in Granada. The weather was much better Sunday and we got to visit the Alhambra. It was probably my favorite excursion of the trip so far. It was so beautiful. My favorite part was walking through the gardens and seeing all of the nature and views of the city. I definitely would love to visit Granada again in the future!
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heesulovebot · 2 years
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reveal your watch & rewatch drama list
was tagged by bae doreen @gunsatthaphan​ tysm for the tag!!!🥰
CURRENTLY WATCHING:
to my star 2: this comes as to no surprise. i am in spain without the s. could really use a will to live right about now 🥴 anyways hwang daseul is killing me softly and i’m enjoying every second of it (could go on forever about this show, am going insane thanks xo)
kinnporsche: i don’t want to get booed lol but basically tms2 has taken over my life attention span on the weekend and def not enjoying kp as much anymore but i will continue watching for the kittisawasd and theerapanyakul brothers, my beloveds
yumi’s cells 2: get you a freak like yoo babi🍑 
old fashion cupcake: literally just caught up to the third episode the other day and this is so surprisingly good??? i’m in love with the dialogue, and nozue-san 😌💕
love mechanics: this show is terrible and equal parts messy. i will continue 🤡
link: eat, love, kill: moon gayoung is my angel, my darling. i have to catch up but i reeeeally enjoyed the first two eps
astrophile: actually i haven’t started it yet but i’m putting it on the list to keep myself accountable dskfjnskdjnfd
REWATCHING:
tms season 1 lol i have rewatched it 3 times since s2 started
LOOKING FORWARD TO:
gap the series!!!!!!!! i’m sick of men lol. but also winteam re: between us wHEN :((( even though it was just announced and i have no idea who the cast is i will never shut up about the heesu in class 2 adaptation until it comes out. also excited to see my baby momma oh yeon-seo in cafe minamdang :’)
tagging!: @patspran (lol) @billlkin @mrdumpling @jaehwany @pajindapat @snimeat @fuligong @porschetheerapanyakul @kinnporsche @laowen @mrchicsaraleo @taeminie @aquynh @jemmo @jeffsatur @milkpansa @lovepattranite @nongnao @shinwoonoh @rashfcrd @elnotwoods @iloveziont @dripdropv of course only if y’all want to! 
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Ellis and Palma De Majorca - PART 1
I am working in Cucamonga (early 70’s) at our plant and we had a trading office also in Beverly Hills manned by Whitey and Rose.
My brother Ellis is bumming around Europe traveling with his friend Richard Harris. I get a call one Sunday night from my mom. She says they hadn’t heard from Ellis in quite a while and today got a letter from him saying he was being held in jail in Palma De Majorca on phony charges.
Frankly, I kinda of blew it off. I was on my way to pick up Sunday night dinner for the family at an Italian joint in Ontario. When I got there I felt guilty for blowing mom off and I called her and said I would fly to Spain if I had to. She started crying. 
You need to know that I had never heard my mom cry before. So began my research into Spain, their system of crime and punishment, and their justice system. I also had to call my boss Morris Lefton and tell him I needed to take some time off. At the time Spain was run by Francisco Franco a Spanish military leader who ruled from 1939 until his death in 1975. I got hold of Benny Fixman and a few international metals traders to see how to handle this situation. The best advice I got was to get to the US Consulate in Palma and bring a lot of cash.
I jumped on the next jet to Madrid and then to Palma. I got a room in a small hotel annex, which was part of the Melia Majorca Hotel. I then went to find the consulate, who was also the local jeweler. You have to understand that Palma was a small city and Ibiza was first starting to become an attraction. The consulate showed me a newspaper article saying that Ellis and Richard were being held in the Palma De Majorca Prison after being arrested and having confessed to drug smuggling. My job just got a little harder. I went to see Ellis the next day and when they brought him into the room he took one look at me and started crying. We were separated by a glass partition, but I told him not to worry and that I would get him and Richard out soon. In the mean time I spent the next few days meditating in my room (TM at the time) driving around the island on a motor scooter and trying to figure it out. I went to see the consulate/jeweler again and told him that if Francisco Franco had a brother who was a lawyer, I wanted to hire him. He did turn me onto a local Italian lawyer, who in turn gave me his junior assistant, since this wasn’t such a big deal to them. To me it was, because they could hold them forever without a trial and if and when they went to trail and were found guilty the minimum sentence was 6 years and a day. They had a signed confession. When I asked Ellis about that he told me that they kept trying to get him to sign a confession and it was in Spanish, which he didn’t understand. When he refused to sign it they dragged in a guy who was all bloody from having just been beaten. They asked Ellis to sign and before he could answer, they slapped him. That was enough for Ellis and he signed. Stay tuned.
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voiddaisy · 2 years
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just a little head-cannon about the black brothers! just btw regulus initially being sorted into ravenclaw and only being forced into slytherin because walburga threw a fit is canon because i said so. and i’m new to tumblr so i dont know how formatting works, but you are all welcome for this masterpiece.
When they were 14 and 15, Regulus just about to enter fourth year and Sirius fifth, Sirius heard from a muggleborn friend about a tattoo artist who would tattoo 15 year olds without parental permission. So, in favor of forcing his brother to put himself out there, Sirius begged and begged Regulus to sneak out with him. And Regulus, who hated the thought of Sirius being around so many dangerous muggles, agreed, because if someone was going to save Sirius, it was going to be his brother.
So, one weekday afternoon, after their mother brushed them off and said she was going to be in the office until late that night, and a father who was too sick to get out of bed, Sirius grabbed on tightly to Regulus’ hand as the younger apparated them to a small alleyway in London. Sirius all but dragged Regulus to the parlor, a paper folded messily in his hand and the other clutching to Regulus’, as if his brother was going to fade away. Regulus stared at the paper, wondering if it had to do with James, the boy he was replaced with. At the tattoo parlor, Sirius was extremely secretive about what he was getting done, leaving Regulus in the waiting room (who was admittedly freaked out) and only coming to get him after talking to the tattooist. Regulus watched as his brother bravely laid on his stomach, the tattooist wiping sanitized cloths on Sirius’ shoulder and prepping his needles. Sirius took a deep breath and reached out for Regulus’ hand, and Regulus, who hated when his brother was in pain and bloody hell, why would he want a needle stuck into him a thousand times, grabbed it quickly and squeezed it tightly, apologizing and loosening his grip when he saw Sirius wince.
Regulus had to look away for most of the process, the blood and wincing from Sirius too much for him, but he held on to Sirius’ hand like it was his lifeline. When all was poked and done, Regulus finally looked over at Sirius’ red shoulder, just about tearing up when he saw an exact replica of Regulus’ favorite one of Sirius’ drawings: A lion with a raven perched on it’s shoulder. You know, Sirius had called it from the very beginning, that Regulus, the nerdiest person he knew, was bound to be sorted into Ravenclaw, and when he heard the hat call out Ravenclaw that night, he had genuine hope for his brother. Regulus remembers hating that night, hating his mother for storming into Dumbledore’s office and demanding her last chance be sorted into Slytherin, that she didn’t bloody care what the hat said, Regulus was to be a Slytherin. Regulus remembers being shoved into the Slytherin group just before they made their way to the dungeons, and he remembers crying himself to sleep that night because he had let Sirius down once again.
In that moment, Regulus decided, you know what, fuck you Walburga, I’m getting a bloody piercing! And so, he plopped himself into the chair next to Sirius’, wiping the minuscule tears from his eyes, and claimed he wanted his ears pierced. Sirius, shocked, quickly sat up, a cautious smile on his face.
“Trying to outshine me, Reggie?”
“Yes, actually, I am. I want each lobe pierced twice.”
And with some convincing from the tattooist, that having four separate new piercings at once is too hard to take care of for a fourteen year old, Regulus agreed to just one in each ear, and just as he had done for Sirius, Sirius grabbed Regulus’ hand and let him squeeze it as hard as he wanted when the needles pierced Regulus’ ears.
So, the Black brothers left London that day, one with his first tattoo, hidden under his button-up shirt, and one with his ears newly pierced, hiding them long forgotten. And when the younger brother apparated them back to 12 Grimmauld Place to find their mother sitting in the dining room, where they had left from, they both knew what was coming. And Sirius answered for the both of them, telling his mother they went to a wizard museum, saying that they visited Hogsmead, using every excuse in the book. And his mother finally looked, really looked, at Regulus, the silver studs on both his ears sticked out. He didn’t even see it coming when she reached to his left ear and yanked as hard as she could on the earring, effectively tearing through his earlobe and causing blood to pour out. He didn’t even see it coming when she pulled out her wand and muttered the word ‘crucio’, which had never been aimed at either of her sons before. And Regulus didn’t see it coming when he fell face first into the floor, the feeling of scalding hot knives stabbing into his skin so severe that he passed out.
And Sirius, oh Sirius, fell to the floor with his brother as Walburga walked back to her study, Sirius catching his head in his own lap, panicking as he whispered his brother’s name harshly and pressed his sleeve to Regulus’ furiously bleeding ear. And Sirius, always taking the blame for his brother, could only watch his brother’s still body as he prayed to whatever god was out there that his brother didn’t hate him when he woke up.
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kazububs-archived · 2 years
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𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐲
includes: souya & nahoya kawata
cw: gn!reader, right person(s) wrong time cliche
wc: 2.7k
a/n: a late birthday present for the Kawata twins! This is immortal reader x time travelling Kawatas Listening to: Mausoleum - Rafferty
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1753 - Spain
A green dress caught their eye without fault, the corset hugging your body so perfectly. It was as if you had the entirety of the dance hall entranced as your partner spun you around the floor. The roar of applause filled the room as the quartet settled. They fell still, as if their bodies had been turned to stone. Souya is the first to break the trance they had fallen under, a breathless laugh escaping him as you grab a glass of champagne.
Nahoya, with a white tux adorning his frame, stood as a stark contrast to Souya, who wore a black one of his own. A stolen glance from you was all it took, as the two made their way toward you, allowing your friend ample time to slip away as they approached. “Can I help you gentlemen?” You eye them, taking notice of the stark contrast between the two. The differentiation in their attire, hair color, down to their hairstyle. Souya’s hair tied up in a bun, with Nahoya allowing his hair free. “Why yes you can sweetheart,” Nahoya’s permanent smile only serves to widen, sharing a glance with Souya, whose eyes are darting around.
They both raise their hand towards you, a “may we have this dance?” spoken in unison to go along with the gesture. A small giggle slips past your lips as you glance towards the quartet, “I’ve never danced with two men at once, I must admit.” taking both of their hands in yours as they led you out to the ballroom floor. “Don’t worry darling, we’ll make it work. '' Souya says, as Nahoya stands off to the side, his hand sliding down to your waist as your own settles on his shoulder.
The music starts up as other couples join the floor, smiling, as you gaze into Souya eyes. ‘They are a very pretty shade of blue…’ you can’t help but notice as Souya leads as you two begin to dance. Eyes wandering to Nahoya, although you aren’t able to react fast enough when Souya is spinning you, causing you to step back, falling into Nahoya’s chest. “Careful sweetheart, don’t want you falling for me just yet.”
A blush dusting your face as you resume keeping in time with the music, “What makes you so sure I would fall for you or your friend?” His peachy hair flowing with his movements as Nahoya chides “Thought you were more observant than that love,” in a flash peach is swapped with a sky blue “We are brothers from a nearing kingdom.” As the music reaches its crescendo, Souya dips you down, faces so close together you could feel his breath on your lips.
Blushing, he avoids your gaze as you’re lifted back up and led back to where Nahoya was standing. “Well thank you for the dance gentlemen, it was truly an experience. I do hope to see you two again?” The twins share a glance before each grabbing a hand, leaning down to press a kiss to it. Peering up through their lashes they mumble out in unison “We can hope, my dear.”
Years upon years passed since your fateful encounter with the Kawatas. You knew in the back of your mind they wouldn’t keep their promise, trying to remind yourself ‘it's for the better, less they find out what I really am’. An immortal, who takes the form of someone in their early 20s, but has lived for thousands of years; that would scare any person away the second they found out your dirty little secret.
1822 - England
Working down in the factory takes most of your hours in the day, though the hours are long and you don’t have anyone to come home to; it makes life livable. Being immortal has its ups and downs but right now if you could only be back in Spain wearing that beautiful ball gown rather than an ash covered pair of overalls and t-shirt. ‘I’d take Spain please.’
After another long day at the factory, it wasn’t uncommon to go to the pub with some of your mates. “Aye y/n! Finally made it, thought ya weren’t gonna show” Laughing it off as you sat at the bar, ‘’Wow didn’t know ya thought so lowly of me, like some slag, eh?” A round of beer turned into two, three? It was getting hard to keep count, “Eh, ‘m going out for fresh air!” You holler over the noise of the men talking, releasing the stress and tension of work before getting back to their wives and family.
Leaning up against the cobblestone building, you glance at the stars. ‘The only thing that stays the same for me. The only thing I got left is you guys', you mumble out with a chuckle. Your attention is grabbed by two pairs of voices, one sounded rather drunk already, “I ain’t worried! I don’t know why you’re so worried ‘Hoya!” As the men come into view, your breath catches in your throat. ‘Peach and sky blue hair…I know them.’ Your mind started to think, staring at the two men leaning on each other for support. ‘No that ain’t possible, it has to be their descendants or something like that. I ain’t crazy.’ Wobbling to your feet, you reach a hand out to the wall to stablize yourself.
“Hey, ‘cuse me!” You holler out, grabbing their attention. They both look over and seem to freeze as they meet your eyes. ‘Why do I feel like I’m going to faint?’ Nahoya is the first to speak, letting out a confused “Eh?” It’s almost like you can see the gears turning in his head and before you can realize that maybe they aren’t those guys' descendants. “Wait, wait what the fuck.” Souya mumbles out, raising his hand to point to you, “Hoya what the fuck is this?!” Though Nahoya ignores his brother's calls, stepping forward to your frozen stature. “Spain, 1753, a green ball gown, right?” He breathes out almost in a whisper.
No no no no… this couldn’t be happening. This isn’t possible, it simply isn’t, right? It has been 69 years since you had been in Spain. These two should have been far more aged then they appear to be now. You grab your head, feeling as if it were spinning a million miles a second. “Hey! Hey what the fuck is this?!” Souya walks up to you, looking you up and down despite his drunken state; you can smell the liquor on his breath. Nahoya bursts out laughing as if this was the funniest thing in the world to him. “Barely recognized you with the short hair and total wardrobe change!” His laughter dies down as he grabs your hand, “We meet again, my love.”
This wasn’t happening, there is no logical explanation, you were the only immortal as far as you knew. Pulling your hand back you look at both of them, doubt and uncertainty swimming in your eyes which Nahoya doesn’t miss. “You, both of you, this shouldn’t be happening. Can you die?” Both brothers look at you as if you’ve just spoken another language, taken aback by your sudden question. Souya chuckles as if in disbelief “ ‘Course we can, what kinda question is that? Eh? Take us for some freaks?”
That was your push over. ‘Freak?’ Tears threatened to spill over your lash line as you turned your back running off into the night. Praying the day would come where they will leave your mind for good, and never return into your sight. “Begone and never return, please.” 
Sydney - 1994
How many deaths have you faked at this point? Has to be in the 100s by now. As much as you want to feel guilt, knowing that it's fruitless to make connections with those around you, knowing they're going to die and you’ll outlive them by the centuries; humans are social creatures even if they are immortal. New century new you, right? That’s what you keep in your head as you walk down the open hallways letting a warm breeze brush through your body. Opening the door, you take a deep breath stepping into the lecture hall.
All eyes on you, you can feel the piercing stares of hundreds, maybe thousands of students in the auditorium. “So happy to see so many people attending today, I am your professor, and will be teaching HIST 2114 this term. I do hope you’re all ready to dive into the past and uncover what historians in our education system may have shadowed.”
Everything was going well, the first class ended without a hitch. As students flood out of the hall, you take notice of a pointed gaze on you; well rather two gazes. Looking up to meet them, you’re met with…
Peach and sky blue hair.
It feels as if you’ve been punched in the stomach. Those same eyes staring back at you as they make their way to the front of the hall. Nahoya is the first to call out to you, “Hey prof! Could we talk to ya for a second?” Souya trailing behind him as if he’s unsure he is believing that you were real. Any words fall flat on your tongue as you only manage to give a small nod to the twins. “Meet us at the waterfront 9pm tonight, teach” Nahoya whispers as he passed by you, “Smiley! Angry! You guys coming or what?!” A voice yelled from the distance as Nahoya gave a sly smile following Souya out of the room.
It felt like time was moving too fast and too slow all at the same time. Pacing around as you wait for the clock to strike 9; granted you’ve already been here for half an hour.
Maybe it's not too late, I mean they can’t possibly know right? That’s insane. You’re the only one of your kind, aren’t you? It feels like the world is spinning around you, everything a blurry mess as you grip your chest. “I can’t do this, this isn’t real this, i can’t.” Mumbling incoherently as you try to get motion in your feet that seem to be connected to the ground beneath. It's not too late it's not too late it's not- it's too late. Souya and Nahoya come into view as you feel your heart pick up.
“Do you know how hard you are to track down?” Souya is the first to speak, staring down at you. Furrowing your eyebrows at them, “Track down? What are you guys trying to kill me or something? What the hell is going on.” Both brothers share a look before Souya sighs. “Well don’t you think you need to do some explaining too?” Glaring at the two, you could feel your defenses up ‘what if they really are here to kill me?’
Nahoya lets out a nervous chuckle as he steps between the two of you. “Look Souya, I think we should tell them what’s going on first.” Sighing he runs a hand through his hair, “Well if it wasn’t obvious enough, we’re time travelers. I’ll be honest I don’t think we expected to meet someone who is also a time traveler. You caught us off guard is all, darling.”
Opening and closing your mouth like a fish out of water as words seemed to die in your throat. ‘I’m a time traveler?’ Rubbing your neck you look at the brothers before you, “I uhh, don’t know where you got that idea. I ain’t a time traveler. I’m actually, aha, I'm immortal.” It was the brothers turn to look at you in disbelief.
A quiet beeping caught your attention as Nahoya patted his pockets, assumedly looking for whatever was making the beeping noise. “Fuck not now.” Souya mumbles out as he looks at Nahoya. “Shit not now!” Nahoya looks at you with panicked eyes as you look frantically between them. “What? What’s going on?” A small box held in Nahoya’s hand as he turns it to you, a small digital clock counting down.
0:27
“Wait what's going on? I don’t understand!” The brothers start taking steps back pitiful eyes staring back at you. “Please don’t come any closer, we don't want you to get hurt.” Nahoya mumbles out as he glances down at the device.
0:19
“We’re sorry, let's meet again?” Souya calls out as the brothers link their hands together. Your heart feels like it's going into overtime as your brain matches the speed, ‘meet again?’
0:08
Tears prick your eyes threatening to spill, “Hiroshima! I’ll be there in the new century! Please let's meet again!” You yell at, fighting against your feet to run towards them, to get answers, to stay with them. A smile flashing from both of them before a flashbang of light makes you turn away.
0:00
Dropping to your knees, air finally filling your lunges. You can feel the cold grass brushing up against your legs as you look at where the twins did stand. Hiroshima huh? Breathing out a chuckle, you stagger back onto your feet. “Guess I gotta figure out how to get to Japan.”
2008 - Hiroshima
“I guess it is starting to get colder” Wrapping your arms across your chest trying to save any body heat left that’s escaping through your sweatshirt as the cool breeze blows through you. Dry leaves skim across the pavement as the sun enlarges your shadow in front of you.
Walking down the pathway, the trees dance under the wind as you look up to admire the pretty colors. You notice a stairway. “Has that always been there?” Mumbling to yourself as you turn to face them. Old cobblestone stairs wrapped in weeds and dainty flowers. Shrugging you start your descent up them, curious to see what’s at the top.
As you get closer you can hear voices, maybe this is a shrine? Though getting closer, it's starting to sound like a lot of voices. Biting your lip, you near the top of the stairs you peek at the crowd that’s gathered. “Oh fuck, a gang and it looks like a fight is about to break out.” You were about to turn your back to get out of that scene before you regretted it; until. “So who wants to die first!” That voice. That’s his voice. 'Fuck. Run to him, run to them. You can't, it isn't safe.' a mental battle in your head leads you walking down the steps.
If it's fate, then maybe it's time to let fate take control.
Minutes tick by as you hear the voices coming closer and closer to the bottom of the staircase. Standing off to the side, you kept your head down peeking through your lashes to see if you could spot them; peach and sky blue. After what seemed like everyone was leaving, you heaved out a sigh. 'Maybe we aren't meant to meet just yet.'. Pushing yourself off the ledge from the staircase you start heading back home.
"Souya c'mon! Let's grab some snacks before we head back!" The voice calls out, followed by a sigh "I guess we could get somethin' " a calmer voice following the energetic one, making you turn around so fast you could have sworn you almost got whiplash.
Peach and sky blue hair.
Your hand slaps over your mouth sniffling, as tears blur your vision.
"Smiley! Angry!" You shout out, unable to move from your spot as you watch them turn around to follow your voice. Their eyes widen as they see you. Nahoya is the first to make a move, sprinting towards you with his smile seemingly bigger; if that's even possible. Souya followed close behind with tears lining his eyes. “Y/n!”
Two pairs of arms wrap around you as they press themselves against you. Sniffling is all that could be heard between the three of you. “I felt like I was never gonna see you guys again, I’ve been waiting for so long.” You mumble through labored breaths trying to calm down.
“We can stay.” Souya speaks out, glossy eyes matching yours, Nahoya chuckling at his eagerness to tell you. “We found a way to stay here with no time limit.” Pulling back to meet both of their eyes, dumbfounded by what was just said. “You’re kidding? Please tell me you aren’t.”
Tears sliding down your face as they each grab your hands. Leaning down to kiss on the top of your hand, just like the first time you met on the ballroom floor.
“May we have this dance, my dear?”
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have you watched elite's season 4 finale already? what are your takes on caye and phillipe? no judgements here tho, just want to know your opinion on them
 Hello, nonny! Yes, I did. My opinion about Caye and Philippe has several different aspects (which a litle bit conflict with each other).
Lets write long post.)) Sorry for mistakes and typos, English is not my first language and I`m not really good with grammar.
1) Caye and Philippe story is feminist retelling-reverse of the Beauty and the Beast, where main characters didn`t became couple and The Beauty left her Beast not for Gaston other romance, but for her own path. And their relationship helped the Beast to realize his past mistakes and make to want to fix it, even if it`s too late . Comparing with many other things in that season that storyline was not bad. Really. There MANY problems with s4, I think the best stolyline had Rebe and Mencia, it was really good, and in my personal opinion, despite many flaws, Caye and Philippe storyline is second one for me. Kinda it was not really good, but it had plot, idea, composition and message. Writers knew very clear, what they tried to say, and despite obvious lack of screen time, they handle it, and this story, despite it doesn`t connect with main plot, resonate with main storyline on the level of their ideas. (About it later.) I know, Georgina is feminist, so I wonder, could she give some advice writers? Kinda “it can work better if...” something like it.
2) Personally I`m very disappointed how OOC was Caye in that season and how few screen time she had. For me Caye from s4 feels like too much different person than in s2-3. I wanted character development for her, but something more slow and realistic. S4 Cayetana feels like all her character development happened between s3 and s4 (and partly in special, which really was very good), and I don`t believe in it. Caye from s4 is good character, but there is no real connection with Caye from s2-3.
I knew, she was very upopular character in s2-3, so maybe creators afraid to gave her too much screen time. But also they still wanted she was part of story and write redemption arc for her. And honestly, anon, these two thing can`t work together well. When you write redemption arc for well written nuanced character that Cayetana was in s2-3, you need give character enough screen time and nuances. But it seems, s4 writers don`t care enough about writing S1-3 characters in character. In s2-3 Caye was bad girl, but also she was comedy relief (but s4 has very few comedy moments), she had family (where the fuck her mother and granddad now? We know only that her mother cannot work in Las Ensinas, but don`t know, why), we saw, that she did`t sleep almost, because she learn in Las Ensinas, worked as janitor and still hung out with rich kids. (I think I began feel compassion for her, when realized it). It that seson she almost has not other scenes than with Philippe. OK, she was pariah in school during previous year, but if writers began that things with Caye and Rebe friendship, can they continue it. Rebe and Caye both had problem with their love interests and they never discussed it. Only time they speak about Philippe was in 402. Also Benjamin fired Azucena, and wanted to expel Samu and Omar, but Caye still works there? And Benjamin still protects her even? Why? I mean, after whole thing with scam in s2. Maybe it because protection of Polo`s mothers, but it never was said in s4 even. It seems, Benjamin knows things about her story with Polo (like he knows about Philippe`s past), and it could be really interesting possiblity to bring on scene that aspect of situation and Benjamin`s character and him and Caye interaction. 
Also there is something with Georgina`s acting in s4, in most of scenes she acts as different character, so maybe it was and her (as actress) decision too. I wrote before, she is feminist, and maybe she wanted to bring more feminists vibes in s4 Caye, because it makes storyline works better? Given how few connection with previous seasons on script level her s4 story had, it make sense even, it`s just feel OOC for me, because Caye is not feminist at all. She is strong and ambitious, but she is not type of women what call themselves feminists, and when she said “I became my own Fairy Godmother” in s2, she meant that she was forced to do it. Caye was girl who wanted to be princess from old school Disney animation. In s3 she wanted to live and study on Polo mother money in London and was fully OK with it. When she refused their proposition, it was because thoughts, that Polo could be alive and even more or lesser happy in other school without those her messages, haunted her. Plus when Polo died, he thought Caye was with him more because his money than because Polo himself. I remember, in her first scene Caye read  The Second Sex, but it was spectacle for her schoolmates. And when she spoke with them about her fake rich life, it always was “look how rich and glamour I am”. Partly she spoke in this way because she knew very few about rich people`s life, but also there were some of her dreams. She wanted to be rich and and be part of this glamour life. In s3 she became in some way, and she had a lot of possiblities to understand how many shit, pain and tragedies can hide for glamour facade. Theoretically she knew it before. But she was exctremely poor, so it was a little bit difficult for her to think about it too much.
3) So I think more mention of Caye`s story from s2-3 could make her and Philippe story better. Philippe himself have same problem as Polo in some way: he is rich guy, and his mother indulged him too much. Caye saw how Polo`s mother indulged him and saw where it ended. Not good for Polo and many other people. Marina and Polo could be alive and Samu`s family could live with him in Spain, if Polo`s mothers raised their son better. Even if Caye don`t care much about Guzman or Samu and she never knew Marina, she had enough time between seasons to reflect of situation. So with more s2-3 reference that “matter of education thing” Caye says to Philippe`s mother could sound not only as sort of feminist  slogan, but as something very personal and painful for Caye. She was in love with boy, who was spoiled too much by his parents (like Philippe), and it brought a lof pain him, his friends, Caye. I don`t say there are not at all attempts include previous Caye experience in s4. For example, when Caye does google research about Philippe and finds nothings, she is still suspicious because she know, how easy money could erase some thing.  Also that thing with Pilippe`s mother. I think after conversation with her,Caye realized that Philippe`s and Polo`s promblems had very much same roots. But such moments really have not enough space. Guzman had at least one scene, where he speak about his reflection on s1 evens (where he compares Mencia and Marina). I would like to see something like it with Caye.
4) Many things in Caye and Philippe storyline feel offscreen. We know they regularly talk in school, but see very few of it etc. Actors have good chemistry, and since they both like fashion design, it feels enough for beginning of communication, plus Caye had crush on Philippe long before they met, plus she was first who was really friendly with him in new school (in some way it`s repeat of Caye and Polo story, but with more positive vibes). But I want to see more illustration, why Philippe fell in love with Caye so much.
5) Now about Philippe himself. I saw many hateposts and hatecomments about him, and it`s really funny, because I constantly see how many people in this fandom love Polo and think he deserved better, despite Polo is murderer. Yes, he killed Marina out of emotion, but she is fucking dead. She will never resurrect. Guzman will remember till grave that his best friend killed his sister and then was killed by Guzman`s ex-girlfriend, because policy failed to handle their job well. Samu`s brother was forced to left Spain because it. But it took 2 seasons for Polo to understand he needs go to policy and confess he killed Marina. Caye didn`t understood how wrong her actions were till Polo`s death. I don`t know how long was Elodie`s rape, but at least Philippe didn`t need someone`s corpse to realize his mistakes. Inside standart of this show that guy isn`t hopeless. “Everybody deserve second chance” was important point in Caye`s story in s2-3, so now I wonder how writers will play this card in s5 in relationship between Philippe and Caye. 
Also I want to say I was wrong, when doubted in Pol Granch acting, he`s good additon to Elite cast.
6) Caye x Philippe storyline and main storyline. In that seson Elite brings of scene, in additon of another murder and drug traid, sex crimes. Prostitution, rapes. It`s interesting, that connection here takes place through Ari, girl, who has serious problem with sexual behavior, when she`s drunk. She`s know it`s perfectly, but also she knows, that when woman says “no”, it`s means “no” and end of story. I really like her role in Caye and Philippe story and I hope in s5 there will be at least some scenes with her and Caye. Also interesting point were Ari`s word that she never report to the police without prove. It feels ambigous. She knows, Phillippe is not angel at all. But also there is other side of coin. I think, she also knows, reputation can be ruined very easy. During s4 there was subplot with discussion club. And Samu speak that ex-criminals cannot become somebody else, even if they wants. Their reputation in society was ruined. In final of Philippe story he sent Elodie his confession. So maybe writers tried to write about theme “can criminal, who admitted his mistakes, to became somebody else?” through season and I think they will continue it in s5.
Sorry if this all sounds muddled and too long. Maybe later I will make some additon into reblogs to this post, I don`t know.
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♫FrUk :D
Thank you for the ask, I will send a few songs that remind me of fruk, a whole playlist if you may, not only one song. I also touch a few of triggering topics as I explain the nations's personalities and relationships with one another so I apologize in advance if I upset/trigger someone and will put my trigger here - Warning - mentions of abuse, alcoholism, s*exual trauma. Under the explanation there is a playlist of songs that make me think of Ukfr/Fruk, so if anyone gets upset you can feel free to skip my general headcanons about fruk/ukfr relationship dynamics. There are too many songs that make me think of different characters or ships but I collected the ones that make me think the most of them.
I know the original song is by Lady gaga but this version is too sweet and cheesy for me so I chose the rock cover by the group Halestorm since I prefer it, it sounds more genuine and rough and kinda makes me think of the dynamic that ukfr/fruk has, that some people present is as just the enemies to lovers trope or them just fighting which is.....simply unhealthy????? Fruk is much more than that and I wish people would stop seeing it as a two dimensional thing, yeah they do argue on a lot of things and it is not the healthiest dynamic however it does work in my mind because they stick through thin and thick and that requires effort and true love since a lot of people nowdays do not take time to know the other person, they just jump into marriage and have a few divorces and just argue over everything and then separate, fruk is an off and on thing where they break and make. This kind of dedication is hard to find in today's couples. I know they're fictional characters and no one really cares but I practice my psychology skills and my knowledge of people around me, and I sometimes see people with similar or almost the same characters as fictional characters, they may not have all of their hobbies but they do act the same way. And certain pairs, no offence, just make me want to gag my self due to history with bad and toxic fans but if I look at it subjectivly and never encountered mean fans from a certain ship, I would say that they ship simply doesn't work. No ship bashing but as far as I know, people with this kind of personality from this ship that I dislike, and get upset when seeing fan art of, simply just do not get along and had a hard time divorcing, it is not only unhealthy and unbalanced, it is downright abusive because both partners seek control and to have the upper hand and this is not...what romance is about???? It is about two people taking care of each other, understanding personal space and boundaries, lifting each other up and yeah, they will argue a lot, sometimes for small things, sometimes for bigger things, but generally the point of romantic relationships is not someone using you, or abusing you financially and generally being better or bigger than you. This breeds insecurity and jealousy in the other partner and makes them feel inadequate. Usually such problems are not talked over and one of the partners acts passive agressive which is what ultimaltly leads to said divorce. So yeah, people can go away with their (BUT IT IS CUTE, IT IS SO FUCKING CUTE) pairing because real life pairings and how humans communicate and develop friendships and relationships isn't based on what your mind conciders and doesn't concider cute and there are lots of factors on whether relationship will ever happen like common interests, type personality, etc and just block me so I will never hear from them and their childish mindset ever again, which is why I blocked certain tumbrl fan art hetalia accounts who produce art of a pairing I (dislike) lowkey hate, for historical reasons, for manga reasons, for toxic fans who bullied me and made me go on 3 hiatuses reason and ultimatly in real life experience and psychology and how humans and the human mind works and what is healthy and unhealthy reason. Why should I support something where certain people have been hateful towards me and these same people that act like these characters and I know in my life are on bad terms in real life? Why shouldn't I just move on to something more realistic and more healthy, that I have seen that works with humans I know first hand? I am not a clinical psychologist and I have no power or saying in this but I had to write thesis and read books by psycholgists and analyze them in high school and my first year of Uni, in order to pass the year and I have also read reccomended books by a psychologist I went to because I wanted an advice on how to deal with my anxiety and talking to people, because my condition is extremely severe but I honestly feel stuck and try to improve but also feel confused, I sometimes feel like I am not doing enough to
self improve as a human. I sometimes come off as too cold or overly bitter and angry without intending to, and it sucks.
Francis is a really manipulative person and Matthew picked up that from him while part of Alfred's agression doesn't only come from confidence in his own abilities but the fact that England him self is an overly agressive person and is very dominant or at least used to be for a very long time, now he is more mild to keep his gentleman persona but he does suffer from severe anger issues which he hides while Alfred is prone to breaking things and screaming, Arthur is more prone to being rude, sarcastic and generally mean before he loses it. Matthew and Francis do not engage in fight if they can avoid it which is why sometimes people call them cowardly I think? And Matthew is a bit prone to being a codependent people pleaser as far as I see and he seems to have severe anxiety issues. Francis albeit charismatic and beautiful, is deep down in his core lonely.
I think that part of his pervertedness, shocking people with his s*xual humour and all of this sex obsession comes from trauma in his childhood and dressing like a girl. I wouldn't explain what the trauma in question was since it is not canon but I do headcanon that he had s*xual trauma and it is partly why Hungary dressed like a guy. I don't know if this is legit, it is bias from reading too much japanese fan comics relating to hetalia or just general history of humans and how they treated consent and what is moral today, wasn't amoral or against the law a few centuries ago, but I have seen artists touch on it. I think both Arthur and Francis suffer from neglect and they weren't particularly good fathers, in fact no country is, the whole FACE family is dysfunctional and while I love all of them, I kinda pity them. I think Rome was a bit discriminatory mostly towards France and never towards his other children while Arthur had to constantly prove him self and was bullied by his brothers. While other nations have suffered from trauma too (I headcanon that Prussia was burnt on stake and people threw rocks at him due to his albinism and being left handed) something similar happened to Arthur, who I headcanon that he was burnt for being a witch and Francis went a few times through the guillotine, or Arthur still having a bullet scar on his arm from the American revolution or Francis having nightmares from that day where Jeanne was burnt and waking up in his own sweat. Arthur also must suffer from workholism and alcoholism, judging by how much he works and goes to pubs to drink. Everyone chooses their own poison and how to cope with life and many use unhealthy coping mechanisms, hell, even I used unhealthy coping mechanisms a lot in the past and I am not proud of them, in fact, I try to improve.
I can talk about their history and how it relates to their mental health and what scars they have for hours but I would bore you. You came for a song and I am probably boring you so I apologize for writting a lot of words, in advance. I basically think that fruk/ukfr is the ultimate ship for many reasons because they click, I do ship spuk/engita/asakiku and many other things but fruk/ukfr is kinda like butter and bread, it is a great combination. I never said it is 100 percent healthy, however their relationship makes psychological sense and their personalities click. I know people like to present arthur as this dumb tsundere man that blushes and says baka, or he is this garbage rat dad that no one likes or francis is presented or at least used to be this perverted sex machine that touched other countries inappropriatly or at least the 2012-2015 fans saw him this way and while he still has the reputation of a pervert, what many young people in the fandom see as disgusting, I just see as an overly lonely man that just happens to have high libido and copes with it by having casual sex and just has a sex humour, the same way some people have fart jokes humour or darker, more cursed humour, I am really glad that fans mostly left off this whole - Francis is a r**ist and will grope you, in the past, because honestly r**e is not joke and as a character he clearly understands consent and boundaries and I don't think someone like him would do such a thing. Also Greece and Turkey have even higher libido than him and sleep around more, yet he is the ''pervert'', I don't get it??????????? but fruk is just so much more than opposites attract, they have a lot in common so I can't say they're full opposites, no one is truly. I have heard people ask why does anyone ship fruk when it is just opposites attract/enemies to lovers trope and I am honestly confused, because that is extremely rough generalization to say the least, it is like saying - All men/women are the same, it is simply wrong/uncorrect. I think they ''married'' five times - The Treaty of Paris (1657) formed an alliance against Spain. The Anglo-French Alliance (1716–31) formed another alliance against Spain. The Anglo-French blockade of the Río de la Plata (1845-1850). The Anglo-French joint invasion of Qing Dynasty (1856–1860). And the last one which is their official marriage The Entente Cordiale (1904) fought together in both World Wars. As far as I remember Francis tried to marry Arthur but he refused and why he refused is up for subjective opinion but I must write a whole thesis on why Fruk/ukfr works so well and people are not here for that, they're here for the music and I will provide. I also always saw Francis as the more gentle and more submissive partner, I just love to see him drawn in frilly beautiful dresses with bows and stuff and Arthur as the more dominant, I mean as a country he was a powerhouse during the 1600s-1800s and used to be a punkrocker, usually rockers are mentally tough and that man is extremely cunning and witty so...people drawing him as this useless baka uwu overly feminine anorexic boy that looks more like a tween rather than a 23 year old guy just assasinated his character in my opinion and it disturbs me but I am just some awkward human on the internet and no one values my opinion anyway because this is the internet and many people nowdays love to have hot takes and try to gain followers through clickbait stuff which sometimes goes out of control and everything just seems more fake and shallow to me, the more old I get.Okay that was my silly rant no one asked about but I feel really passionate about hetalia and Fruk/Ukfr. Anyway, I apologize again for my long rant and going all over the place, please enjoy this playlist
PLAYLIST WITH SONGS THAT REMIND ME OF FRUK/UKFR
1 - Halestorm - Bad romance - rock cover https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ll4NJs3NBIU
2 - Queen - Somebody to love - lyrics https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zj69iA_goIk
3 - ABBA - Voulez vous - (I know everyone chooses Waterloo and while waterloo is a fruk theme, I think Voulez vous works too) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fwcgMVXuBJc
4 - London beat - I've been thinking about you - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixBryyQSrD8
5 - Santana - Smooth - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Whgn_iE5uc
6 - George Michael - Careless whisper - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=izGwDsrQ1eQ
7 - Robbie Williams - Feel - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iy4mXZN1Zzk
8 - Michael Buble - Feeling good - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Edwsf-8F3sI
9 - Edith Piaf - La vie en rose - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFzViYkZAz4
10 - Chopin - Marriage d'amour (Spring waltz) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EFJ7kDva7JE
11 - Vanessa Carlton - A thousand miles - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ERw2LuU6Jj8
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bluesylveon2 · 3 years
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My My, I Could Never Let You Go
Summary: Sasha Zoe just wants her dad to walk her down the aisle. There is only one problem: she doesn't know who her dad is! Sasha invites 3 men in hopes of finding out which one is her father. What could possibly go wrong?
Pairings: Levi x Hange, Sasha x Niccolo, and other background relationships
Disclaimer: This is a Levihan Mamma Mia au. This fanfic is inspired by Mamma Mia which is directed by Phyllida Loyd, written by Catherine Johnson, and uses music from the pop group ABBA. Attack on Titan is a manga/anime series written by Hajime Isayama and published by Kondasha
Author’s Note: NOW EDITED! This chapter and maybe the next few will include character background. I know the movie doesn’t include that, but I am! This story will have some added/deleted scenes from the movie. I hope you like it though! Also, the characters are in their Season 4 looks. The 104 group will be 20-21. Niccolo is 23. The adults:
Hange, Nanaba, Rico, and Mike - 43 | Levi - 45 | Erwin - 46 | Moblit - 40 | Pieck - 37 | Porco - 35
Yes, the adults are mostly in their 40′s, but look young. Let’s just go with it
I will try to keep a weekly or week and a half update depending on school. 
Now let’s move to the chapter where we meet a happy and engaged Sasha! 😁
Need to catch up? Catch up here!
Ch 1: Honey, Honey
Kalokairi, Greece
1 day before the wedding
Two passengers walk out of the docked ferry. Mikasa - the tall one with short jet black hair and dark brown eyes - was grabbing the rest of her stuff while her friend Historia - the shorter one with long blonde hair and blue eyes - searched for Sasha. It didn’t take Historia long to find her. Sasha wasn’t hard to find. Despite her wearing her brown hair in a ponytail and wearing casual clothes; she was running towards them at full speed. Sasha also held a small book with her. 
“OH MY GOSH! YOU ARE FINALLY HERE!!!!” Sasha screamed as she ran towards her friends on the dock. 
Mikasa Ackerman is half Japanese and half German. She originally lived in Rothenburg ob der Tauber in Germany but moved to Kalokairi after her parent’s death when she was a teenager. Mikasa’s parents dreamed of visiting the island one day when Mikasa was older. She used to sit on her mother’s lap as she told her about the island's beauty. After Mikasa’s parents died, her great aunt on her mother’s side reached out to her from Japan and provided Mikasa enough money to move to Kalokairi. Mikasa’s great aunt was unable to take care of Mikasa because of her old age, so Mikasa chose to live in Kalokairi to fulfill her parent’s dream. The only downside was that Mikasa lived alone. Her home is a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom home. It’s enough for a person, but Mikasa felt alone without her parents. It was where she met Eren Jaeger's family. Eren’s mom, Carla, often invited Mikasa to eat so she wouldn’t get lonely. Eren gave Mikasa a red scarf as she was leaving the Jaeger household. He claimed it was a gift, so she didn’t feel lonely. Mikasa, touched by the gift, started visiting the Jaeger family more, and she even met Eren’s freind, Armin. The Jaeger home became Mikasa’s second home, and Mikasa was not alone anymore. It changed after Historia moved the island. 
Historia Reiss came from Munich and ran to Kalokairi to get away from her family. She felt confined in her home when all she wanted was freedom. She had also learned the ugly truth behind her family name a week after moving in with her father, Rod Reiss. Her uncle, Uri, was the CEO of the Fritz company, a conglomerate in Germany with other branches across Europe. The company also did some shady business orchestrated by Rod, but it was hidden from the public. The only plus for Historia staying home was seeing sister, Freida, more often. 
The only downside of running away to another country was not knowing the language. Historia was walking around the island when she accidentally bumped into Mikasa. Mikasa noticed how lost Historia looked, so she invited her into her home. Historia spills her entire life story (including her real name) to Mikasa the moment Mikasa sat down in the chair in front of her to eat dinner. Historia was horrified after she finished her story. She just told her story to a stranger who is most likely going to kick her out. Historia flinched when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to find Mikasa looking down at her with a smile. Mikasa understands what it is like to be alone, so she invites Historia to stay in her home. The girls eventually lived together as roommates until they had to leave for their modeling careers. Mikasa and Historia have even walked in Milan Fashion Week. 
The home is still under Mikasa’s name (originally it was under her great aunt, but it went to Mikasa after her passing). The girls (and everyone in their friend group), use it when they stay on the island. The current inhabitants are Hanami and Mina since they were the first to arrive. Mikasa, Annie, Hitch, and Historia are the only girls from the group staying at the hotel. 
Historia also started going by her real name after an incident with the company. Rod went to prison and Freida became the new CEO. She and Freida keep in touch often via mail to make up for the lost time and update each other of their lives. Historia told Freida about her freinds, her new maternal figure (Hange), and her girlfriend, Ymir.
Sasha met Mikasa and Historia on the island in high school. Mikasa was with her friends, Eren and Armin when Sasha met her. They were often paired up for projects and events that their friendship happened naturally over time. Sasha met Historia when she gave her some bread after Sasha was caught eating in class. Mr. Shadis, their teacher, is really a strict man. He made Sasha run laps around the whole school as punishment. Sasha wouldn’t stop thanking Historia after that. 
“SASHA!!!!!!” Historia shoved her stuff towards Mikasa and began running towards Sasha. 
“MIKASAAAAA!!!! HISTORIA!!!!!!!!!” Sasha continued yelling before glomping Historia. Luckily Historia caught herself without falling into the water.
“And where is my hug?” Sasha heard behind Historia before looking up to see Mikasa smirking at her. Sasha opened one arm out to initiate a group hug.
Mikasa briefly put both her’s and Historia’s stuff down and joined in on the hug. 
“Ugh, it’s been so long! I missed you both so much!” Sasha complained dramatically as she let go of the girls. Mikasa and Historia grab their things and start heading towards the beach with Sasha. 
Sasha looked at the group and noticed someone was missing.
“Is Ymir not coming, Historia?” Sasha asked while tilting her head to the side.
“No,” Historia says sadly, thinking about her girlfriend as she looks down as she walks. “She has caught up with work lately and won’t be able to attend your wedding.” Historia looked up and smiled “She wanted me to tell you congrats on your engagement though.”
“Well we would have been here earlier, but someone” Mikasa glared at Historia “insisted on being fashionably late” Mikasa grumbled. She gave air quotes on the words fashionably late with her free hand. 
“Well are we?” Historia giggled. She waved her hand innocently while ignoring Mikasa’s last statement 
“No” Sasha laughed “Aunt Nanaba and Aunt Rico will be here later on today, and Aunt Pieck will be here tomorrow.”
Aunt Pieck is Sasha’s only known family member from her mom’s side. 
(Sasha also heard about a grandmother, but her mom never talks about her)
According to Hange, Pieck is Hange’s younger cousin. Hange’s mom and Pieck’s mom are sisters, but they weren’t that close. Hange’s mom was more focused on her singing career, and Pieck’s mom wanted to focus on her daughter. As a result, Hange would often visit Pieck’s house in Santorini. Pieck would tell her stories about Kalokairi during one of Hange’s visits. Pieck’s stories of Kalokairi sparked Hange’s interest in the island. Pieck is currently a photographer who lives in Portugal after marrying Porco Galliard. She met Porco after a photoshoot in Spain. 
Porco is a veteran from Portugal. His brother, Marcel, is also a veteran and he was in the same unit as Porco. Both brothers began traveling around Europe after finishing their service before settling down. One day, the brothers were in Valencia, Spain after hearing of the La Tomatina Festival in Bunol. Porco met Pieck during the festival after she threw a squashed tomato straight at his face. Porco had to face her alone (Marcel was somewhere deep in the crowd) and decided to get back at her. It was a battle between speed (Porco) and stamina (Pieck, Porco had no idea how Pieck was not getting tired). According to Aunt Pieck, it was like the others in the crowd didn’t matter to them. It was her vs Porco. The two got to learn more about each other after the festival ended, and they exchanged numbers. 
Sasha has not seen her Aunt Pieck since her high school graduation. Her aunt had moved to left Greece after marrying Porco, so her visits were less frequent. Nevertheless, Sasha enjoyed looking at the postcard and photos her aunt sends every year. Seeing her aunt and uncle’s happy faces puts a smile on Sasha’s face. She wishes her mom had a similar experience. 
“I knew we should’ve waited longer,” Historia complained to Mikasa and threw her arms up for dramatic effect.
“Yeah me too,” Mikasa says sarcastically and rolls her eyes.
“Speaking of guests, are the other girls here already?” Historia asks Sasha and looks around the beach expecting the others to magically appear before them.
“The other girls are here,” Sasha replies “Mina is hanging out with Marco, Hitch is dragging Marlowe around the island, Annie is on a date with Armin, and Hanami is probably trying not to kill Jean. She has been here longer and is working together with Jean on the wedding”
Hanami is a sweet but oblivious girl they had all met in high school. She is known for making rash decisions, and it worried them. Jean usually reprimands her for being rash, and Hanami would fight back verbally. She and Jean used to not get along before, but their friendship has improved over the years. Nowadays, the both of them just like messing with one another. 
“Let’s hope that your wedding does not end in disaster,” Mikasa says with a hint of worry in her voice.
Their friend, Hanami Richter, is Sasha’s maid of honor. She was born in Greece after her parents moved from Cambridge. She is both Japanese and German like Mikasa, but looks more European. Hanami has short dark brown hair, dark brown eyes,  and wears glasses. She looks like she could be Sasha’s long lost sister. (The girls switched places once, but Hange figured out ‘Sasha’ was not Sasha. Luckily Hange didn’t get mad, but she was impressed).  Hanami is currently attending the University of Vienna to study International Business Administration. 
“Oh!” Historia exclaimed in an attempt to change the subject “Show us your ring!”
Sasha laughed before stopping their walk to extend her left hand. She showed Historia the beautiful ring on her ring finger. The ring consisted of a 2-carat diamond glistened from the sunlight. The ring was not too over the top. It was a white gold ring with a diamond placed in the center surrounded by smaller diamonds to form a halo. 
Historia let out a whistle “Niccolo did really well! Let me take a picture and send this to Ymir. She was expecting a big diamond”
Niccolo is a young chef with wavy blonde hair and green eyes. Niccolo dreams of working as an executive chef after traveling the world. However, no one appreciated his cooking despite working in a famous restaurant. Sasha met him when she and her girl friends went on a summer trip to Italy. During the trip, the group decided to eat dinner at a well-known restaurant in Rome. Everyone, especially Sasha, was enjoying their meal until Sasha started eating her lobster. The girls will never forget how Sasha couldn’t stop complimenting the lobster that she wanted to meet the chef who made it. Niccolo was shocked when his co-worker mentioned what was going on outside the kitchen. Someone was actually appreciating his cooking and he moved them to tears! Niccolo had no choice but to agree. He wanted to meet this person. Surprisingly to the girls, the restaurant let her meet the chef, but only after closing time. Sasha was in tears as she hugged Niccolo, and Niccolo was shocked to see how his food affected her. (Niccolo never told Sasha, but it was love at first sight for him). They met again months later when Jean invited Niccolo over to Kalokairi to surprise Sasha. Sasha and Niccolo eventually started dating, and Niccolo proposed to her after 2 years of dating.
As Historia took some pics on her phone, Mikasa remembered what Sasha mentioned in their group chat before they arrived.
“Sasha, what’s the big news you mentioned a few days ago?”
“Right!” Sasha exclaimed and covered her mouth with her unoccupied hand “I want you guys to guess before the big reveal.”
Historia was pocketing her phone and let Sasha drop her hand back to the side. Historia let out a gasp. She put one hand on Sasha’s shoulder and the other on her stomach. 
“You're pregnant?!?!?!” Historia yelled
“No no no! You're wrong Historia.” Sasha laughed and held up both of her hands in front of her body
(Historia was relieved. Mikasa considered Niccolo lucky because won’t be sporting a black eye on his wedding day. She didn’t say that out loud)
“So what is it then Sasha?” Mikasa after the girls started walking again.
“Weeeellllllll. I invited my dad to my wedding!” Sasha screams with glee
“What?!” “You finally found him” Mikasa and Historia shouted at the same time and looked at Sasha
“Not exactly,” Sasha replied before sitting down on a rock down the beach with the girls. Their spot at least gave them some privacy to talk.
Suddenly, Sasha’s happy expression turned serious. “You also cannot tell anyone what I'm about to say. You have to promise me that and do the salute to it too?” 
“Yes ma'am. We promise” Mikasa and Historia said before facing Sasha and doing their salute. They put both of their hands in a fist. They placed their right fist over their heart and their left fist behind their backs. It was the secret salute their friend group came up with in high school. Mikasa and Historia sat down on some rocks across from Sasha after they did the salute.
“You know what my mom says when I ask about my father. It was a summer romance, and he was gone before she realized she was pregnant with me. I would accept it and never ask more questions.”
Historia put a hand on Sasha’s shoulder and gave her an empathetic smile. She understood where Sasha is coming from. Historia didn’t know much about her family as a child since she grew up with only her mom. She met them after her first year in high school, but it was not a pleasant experience, and she would rather choose to forget it (except for Freida). 
Mikasa also gave Sasha a smile before motioning with her hand to continue.
Sasha smiled at both of her friends. “Well guess what Hanami and I found while looking through the attic for wedding decorations,” Sasha says before pulling out a leather journal. It was a brown journal that looked worn and had a leather strap to seal the book closed. 
“Is that-?” Mikasa asked
“No way-” Historia began
“Yes!” Sasha squealed “It is my mom’s old diary she kept while she was pregnant with me.”
Sasha set the diary on her lap and opened it to one of the bookmarked pages. She began to read a journal entry. 
July 17
What a night! Levi took me to a secluded beach here on the island. We danced on the beach. We kissed on the beach and-
“Dot dot dot,” Sasha said
“Dot dot dot?” Mikasa asked with a perplexed look on her face.
“What does that mean?” Historia asked Sasha confused
“Who knows?” Sasha replied with a shrug “It’s from the olden times. They had weird terminology back then. Now let me continue.”
Sasha stood up abruptly and walked off from Mikasa and Historia. The girls quickly grabbed their things as they stood up and followed Sasha.
Levi is such an amazing guy! Yeah, he may be short, is always scowling, has a funny way to drink tea, and tells poop jokes, but he is such a sweetheart. He never shows it to others, but only me. Me! I get dizzy looking at his charm and going on new adventures with him. Is he some sort of a love machine? He's practically everything I want in a guy! I really think he's the one.
“Your mom sounds like she’s really in love with this Levi guy.” Mikasa comments (she also starts questioning Hange’s tastes in men. A guy who scowls and tells poop jokes? That baffled Mikasa.)
“I think it’s cute,” Historia says with hearts in her eyes and turns to Sasha “Is Levi your father?” 
“Oh but wait” Sasha stops walking on a cliff that overlooks the sea. She gestures to Mikasa and Historia to sit down before continuing.
All this time Levi tells me he loves me, but I’m doubting that now. He’s been hiding things from me, and I found out about it this morning. He suddenly announced that he was engaged, and had to leave to get married. 
How dare he?! I was too blinded by anger to think rationally. I packed Levi’s stuff, dragged Levi out of my house, and threw his stuff (and Levi) to the nearest ferry while demanding him to leave. I didn’t want to see him again, and I didn’t want him to see how heartbroken I was. 
“Oh no. Poor Hange” Historia says sadly. Mikasa didn’t say anything, but she scowled instead. 
“The plot thickens,” Sasha says and continues reading
I texted Nanaba and Rico to do some snooping for me since the internet can be weak here on the island. I gave them the information I knew about Levi and let them do the rest. Rico managed to find some things about Levi.
How dare he? He lied to me this whole time about his last name, how he is the heir of Ackerman Bank, and possibly his love for me? No wonder he was acting mysterious when we first met. I just want to-
Sasha stops abruptly. She looked at the page again to be sure she was reading it right. The page had her mother’s writing, but there were some scribbles and small crinkles. Sasha knew right away that her mother must have cried while writing the entry.
“There are multiple tear marks and some scribbles here” Sasha comments with a solemn expression on her face.
Historia and Mikasa looked at Sasha with sorrow. It seemed as if her mom went through a lot before she was born.
There was a moment of silence until Historia spoke up in an attempt to lighten up the mood. 
“At least your mom didn’t damage the diary, or we wouldn’t have any clue who your father is. Remember that time Eren and Connie accidentally knocked over that old vase at the hotel?”
All 3 girls shivered at the memory
“Well, at least the journal didn’t meet your mom’s wrath. We got lucky there.” Mikasa says with a small smile on her face
“Yeah” Sasha laughed. It’s rare for her mom to get angry. She has only seen her mother really angry once, and it was after the incident. Luckily, her mom never got mad at her. She showered her with love and affection instead. 
Sasha turned the page to another bookmarked section and looked to her friends sitting nearby. Historia looked as if she was in deep thought. Her arm was propped up on her knee and she rested her head on her fist. 
“Something on your mind Historia?” Sasha asked
Historia perked up at Sasha’s question. She then glanced at Mikasa and then the journal. Historia looked at Sasha.
“You said Levi’s last name is Ackerman, right? What if Mikasa is related to him?”
Historia gasped and turned to Mikasa with a gleeful look on her face “You and Sasha could be related! Wouldn’t that be fun?”
“I would rather not be related to Mr. Poop Jokes. He hurt Hange and he sounds like an asshole.” Mikasa scoffed and dismissed the idea. It would be nice to be related to Sasha, but not through Levi. 
Meanwhile, Sasha laughed when Historia’s smile turned into a pout. She and Mikasa are really close friends. It would be nice to at least have one of her friends be blood-related to her.
“Wait until you hear this,” Sasha says before standing up and walking away from their spot on the beach. She started heading towards the stairs along a cliff while reading at the same time. Mikasa and Historia stood up and followed her. They don’t want to miss the rest of the story if they let Sasha walk away.
Both of them sweatdropped as they ran towards Sasha
“I don’t understand why she needs to walk off from us. I get that she needs to guide us to the hotel, but couldn’t we have heard the story all in one sitting?” Historia says to Mikasa
Mikasa shrugs before jogging (and dragging Historia behind her) to catch up to Sasha. Luckily Mikasa is still athletic from high school, so it didn't take her long to catch up. 
August 4
I met Erwin Smith - a tall man with blond hair, blue eyes, and the biggest eyebrows I’ve ever seen. He looks like the star of the latest superhero movie - out of the blue when I was walking around town. He looked lost, so I offered to show him around the island. He’s such a sweet and understanding guy. Although I’m still obsessed with Levi, one thing led to another and-
“Dot. Dot. Dot” Sasha says laughing
Mikasa and Historia gasped as the girls made it towards the entrance of Hange’s hotel (aka Sasha’s home)
August 11
Mike Zacharias - a tall man with blonde hair, light green eyes, and has a tendency to sniff people - took me to his yacht for our nightly yacht ride. We spent the night gazing at the stars and telling stories. 
The girls climbed up the steps towards the hotel. Once they made it to the top, Sasha stopped and turned around to face Mikasa and Historia before finishing up her story. 
Mike is so wild and such a funny guy. One thing led to another and-
“Dot! Dot! Dot!” Sasha and Historia squealed at the same time. Mikasa watched her friends excitement with a smile on her face
A door opens behind the girls. Hange Zoe comes in with her full glory wearing her signature white shirt with overalls while carrying a broom. She sets it off towards a nearby wall.
“Here come the bridesmaids” Hange sang with her arms open for a hug
“Hange!” Mikasa and Historia say with excitement and run to get a hug and a kiss on the cheek from Hange. Sasha quickly hides the diary behind her back. She is thankful that her mom was focused on her friends instead of her.
“Look at you! You’re both so beautiful and you need to start growing” Hange ruffled their hair and laughed
“You look like you’re having fun” Hange smiled and gave them the proud look only a mother would give towards her children
“I used to have fun” she added with some reminiscence in her voice. She thought of the 3 men who impacted her life as she turned around to pick up her broom. 
“Oh, we know.” Historia giggles before Mikasa discreetly elbowed her to tell her to shut up.
Hange looked at the girls suspiciously and Sasha smiled before motioning to her friends that they needed to go. Hange shrugged before going back to the door she came from, leaving Sasha and the others alone.
The girls let out a sigh of relief before heading to Sasha’s room. Hopefully, no one else runs into them or it would raise suspicion.
Sasha walked towards her bed and sat down once they made it to her room. Mikasa and Historia set their stuff off to the side and stood in front of Sasha.
“So, who is your dad? Levi, Erwin, or Mike?” Mikasa asked
“I don’t know!” Sasha exclaims 
“But which one did you invite?” Historia asked
Sasha didn’t answer and stayed silent. Historia and Mikasa picked up on her silence and immediately knew
“Oh. My. God.” they said while simultaneously stepping back and sitting down on a nearby chest
Sasha squealed as she stood up. A big smile grew on her face 
“Do they know?” Historia asked
“Well, would you write to a total stranger ‘Will you come to my wedding? You might be my father?’ No! They think mom sent the invites and no surprise with what’s in here-” 
Sasha picks up the diary from her bed
“They said yes!” Sasha squealed causing Historia and Mikasa to jump up with glee
The girls proceed to have an impromptu dance party in Sasha’s room to celebrate. They danced around for a bit but stopped after Sasha decided to head out to her balcony with her mom’s diary. Mikasa and Historia stayed behind and sat down on Sasha’s bed. They wanted to give her space to think about everything so far.
“I’ve heard so much about them, and I want to know more about them too,” Sasha says softly to herself. She glances down at the diary and smiles “Once I do, I can know how much they mean to me.”
Skiathos, Greece
1 day before the wedding
Two taxis were heading to the Skiathos port. Both taxis were trying to reach the ferry before it left for Kalokairi. 
Erwin sat calm and composed with his business suit, but he was nervous on the inside. How would Hange react to his sudden appearance? What would she say? Is she still with the other man? He can feel the timer to the meeting counting down in his head. “If only the taxi went a bit faster,” Erwin thought to himself. 
Meanwhile, in another taxi, sat Levi. He was starting to get impatient. Levi cursed his luck before putting his pocket watch back in his shirt pocket. He would have been on Kalokairi a lot earlier if the 1 stop of the flight didn’t take too long. Levi leaned forward to tell the driver to speed up, but it seemed as if the ride to the port was too slow (in Levi’s opinion). 
As Levi sat back, he dug into the pocket of his slacks for a small blue pouch. He untied the knot and dumped whatever was inside the pouch onto his palm. A simple yellow gold ring with a diamond fell out. Levi bought that ring weeks after coming back from Kalokairi and settling his family drama. It was kind of a dumb purchase if Levi thought really hard into it. He broke Hange’s heart and she kicked him out. It’s simple, really. Hange would not say yes if he had returned to Kalokairi and proposed to her. 
Nevertheless, Levi thought yellow gold would look good on Hange’s skin because it reminded him of the yellow shirt she wore when they met. He only kept it because of the memories they had, and Levi will always treasure it. Levi puts the ring back in the pouch and pockets it. He doesn’t see himself opening it again if Hange decides to kick him out for a second time. 
Both taxis make it to the port, and both Levi and Erwin run towards the ferry only to see it leaving.
“Damn it!” Levi yells
“I agree,” Erwin calmly says next to him
Levi looks up to find a tall man with blond hair and the biggest eyebrows he had ever seen, He didn’t notice Erwin’s presence until he spoke. Levi looked at him. He internally prayed to himself that he would make it to the wedding on time and see Hange. 
“When is the next ferry leaving?” Levi asks Erwin. Levi didn’t know much Greek since Hange was the one who helped him before. He hoped the blonde stranger at least knew something
Erwin walks towards the nearest sign and reads it using basic Greek he learned years prior 
“Monday,” Erwin says dejectedly and Levi groans in frustration
“Hey!” they hear from the sea and turn their heads
They both see a tall, blond-haired man with a mustache and a beard waving to them from a yacht. There was another man with him who looked like he was doing last-minute preparations before sailing. 
“Are you heading to Kalokairi?” the man asks Levi and Erwin
“How did you know?” Levi yells. The man is a good distance away from him after all.
The man laughs “I could practically smell the desperation off of you”  Erwin’s face turns red from embarrassment. Levi scowled
“You can come with me. The name’s Mike Zacharias by the way. That man over there” He points to a guy with brown hair styled in a pompadour “That’s Gelgar. He’s been taking care of my yacht since I was away. He can help bring us to the island.”
“Sure,” Erwin spoke up. “My name is Erwin Smith. He then raised a hand and gestured to Levi 
“This is-”
“Levi Ackerman” Levi finishes for Erwin. Levi revealed his last name to them unlike when he first met Hange. Luckily both men didn’t make any connections between him and his family business.
Mike turned to Erwin “Well then, Erwin.” He turned to Levi “and Levi. You better hurry up and board the yacht soon. We are heading to Kalokairi once you are settled.” Mike said and walked off to check on everything with Gelgar
Levi sighed. He had no choice. He might as well go with Erwin and Mike since Mike is his only hope of reaching Kalokairi on time. 
Meanwhile, Erwin recognized Mike after many years. He had some physical differences but didn’t look much different overall. Erwin knew that Mike was the man Hange was with when he came back to see her. 
There is only one question that kept playing in Erwin’s head. Is Mike still with Hange?
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References used/Notes:
Obviously the salute used in the military
Sasha having the girls salute is a nod to OVA 2 where she makes Reiner do it
Some inspiration from both Mikasa and Historia’s backstories
Hanami is my OC from AOT 2 FB (I posted what she looks like on my Tumblr bluesylveon2)
I added more characters because I want Sasha to have more friends in her bridal party
Levi being the heir of Ackerman Bank is based on list I found of big businesses in Germany. Two were based in Frankfurt and were only banking, hence the name
But Levi owns a cafe in the Prologue? Will be explained later
Sasha and Niccolo’s first meeting is from the recent episode
I decided for Porco to be Portuguese because Porco means pig in Portugese
I’ve heard of La Tomatina and it looks like fun
I base the character nationalities on names/some reddit posts. I saw one where Pieck was Greek so I added that to her character
I picked Santorini because it’s a city I want to visit one day. Also Sootopolis (from Pokemon) is based off of there
Hange’s diary is the same journal as the one seen in AOT (Ilse’s notebook and AOT 2 FB)
The ‘Erwin from a superhero movie’ is because of Chris Evans
Hange is canonically the scariest when mad. I tried to portray this with Levi’s backstory and the vase incident 
I added the ring scene with Levi for future purpose
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A New Job || Sebastian Self Para
[just assume all dialogue is in French]
"Sebastian! What the FUCK are you playing at?"
Sebastian jumped, not expecting the loud voice, and turned to find his oldest brother standing at the door looking furious and breathing hard. It was almost comically like a cartoon character that he would love if his brother didn't seem so serious.
"Uhh... what?"
"You would really disrespect our kingdom - my future kingdom - like this?"
“’Lou, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Of course you don't. Fucking idiot," his brother, Louis, said, muttering the two last words under his breath but not quiet enough for Sebastian not to hear him.
"Hey!"
"Well you are. Commenting on Patrick's post like that?"
Is that all this was about? Christ. He snorted.
"Please, Lou. It's not like anybody cares and besides, he's a dick."
"I don't give a shit what he is! Are you so incredibly naive to think that people wouldn't notice? You insulted him AND the Spanish royal family. Not to mention the sheer arrogance."
"Okay, fine. I'll stop. Jesus, you really need to remove that stick from your ass sometimes."
"Stopping isn't going to cut it, baby brother. Dad wants to see you."
Sebastian rolled his eyes, "Dad wants to see me about some stupid comments? Co-" He opened his mouth to continue protesting but the raise of Louis’ eyebrow meant this wasn't a topic up for debate. "Fine. But this is ridiculous."
****
"Father," Sebastian said, as he entered the King's study, shutting the door behind him, "Louis said you wanted to see me?"
"Sebastian. Sit down." His father waved at the chair that was opposite him and Sebastian sighed, sitting down. All this over a few stupid comments?
"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I shouldn't have lost my temper at that brat online. But come on, you know what those Spaniards are like. Flaunt-"
“Quiet,” his father held up his hand to silence him and Sebastian shut his mouth, not daring to rock the boat, “sorry isn’t going to cut it here, Sebastian.” His father set aside the paper he’d been looking at, looking over the desk directly at Sebastian.
“You are 28 years old,” his father said, shaking his head, “it is time for you to stop acting like a child and grow up. We have received half a dozen calls from newspapers this morning alone. All asking about some royal feud between our families. Some even say you and Patrick were in a lovers tryst-”
“What! Gross, Dad, I wou-”
“Do you have any idea what that could do to us?” The King continued, ignoring Sebastian’s outburst, “to me or your brother, when he takes the throne? You clearly have no idea what making those comments online meant so let me spell it out for you.”
His Dad stood up, walking towards a bookcase that was in the room, contemplating the books there, “I think it’s time you took on more responsibility with the family. Clearly leaving you to your own devices - first in London and now this - has not worked out well.”
“Come on, it w-”
His Dad selected a book and walked over, passing it to Sebastian without a word. Satow's Diplomatic Practice.
“Wha-”
“You are going to represent our family as a diplomat.”
"Aren't diplomatic missions for people who don't matter? Come on, I'm a Prince! Not some lowl-"
"You will do well to remember, Sebastian, that you are the youngest of three. Your brother's wife is ready to give birth any day now. You may well be a Prince but you are no more going to inherit the throne than this Duke you so clearly despise. Your job is to work for the betterment of the family, kingdom and crown and you have put that in jeopardy."
Sebastian's face dropped. It wasn't like he had ever expected to inherit the throne, but to hear his father's words were enough for him to pause. And let them sting.
"I didn-" he started to say, but his father cut him off.
"And, as such, I've had a very frank call with the King of Spain. And I am assigning you to work with the Duke as a diplomat."
"Wait - Patrick? You've go-"
"You're dismissed, Sebastian."
"Fath- Dad, come on you can't d-"
"Sebastian? Stop being a child. I said you're dismissed."
"B-"
"Shut the door on your way out," his Dad said, not looking up from the document was now reading. Sebastian stared but knew there was no point arguing with his father. Looking at the book down in his hands, he scoffed and stood up, all but storming out of the room. He made a good show of shutting the door loudly behind him before walking through the castle to his room.
He tossed the book on the desk without a care, not ever planning on actually reading it and then flopped onto the bed, rolling onto his back and staring at the ceiling.
“Fuck this.”
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rank classic fandom ships!
Classic Fandom Ships huh? Okiiii if I miss any let me know
1. USUK
1-5: negative possible incest out of 5 (quote my friend Lemon)
Do I ship it?: I’d rather get a booster shoot, thanks.
General Feelings: I can’t ship ships when one character raised the other, even if it’s an au where it didn’t happen, knowing that England is a caretaker to him in that way just kills it for me. There’s no way to make having a crush on someone you raised, distant or not, not be weird. No matter what that’s going to come off creepy. Doesn’t even matter if they’re blood related or anything. It’s still the idea of one nation being an adult while the other raised them since they were a little kid. It gives me the same vibe as dating your childhood babysitter. If you want this dynamic, why not try PruEng, DenEng or PortEng, same sunshine x raincloud aesthetic with 0% creepy under tones.
TLDR: You’re just in it for the Cute Jock x Angry Nerd dynamic and it shows.
2. GerIta (Ive already talked about.)
TLDR: If fandom ships were ice cream, GerIta would be vanilla. It’s a base line, it’s fine as it is and some people hate it for that exact reason. I like vanilla, it’s alright.
3. FRUK (Ive already talked about)
TLDR: 11/10 would pirate fight again.
4. Rochu (Ive already talked about)
TLDR: It vibes. It just vibes.
5. Spamano
1-5: -5
Do I ship it?: I’d rather not, thanks.
General Feelings: I just never liked spamano, again the Angry x Sunshine (which isnt what Romano is, but it’s how it’s often written) isn’t really fun to me? I used to hate it cause I don’t like tsundere’s in writing style cause I personally cannot understand them. Like my brain does not register well with aggressive insults being seen as compliments because it’s from X person. But that’s just me, I don’t do that shit I think “tsundere” needs to die. But that’s beside the point.
I don’t like it now for two reasons. One because of the same thing I said with USUK, I’m not comfortable with shipping pairs where one raised the other, no matter what it’s gonna be weird dynamic wise. Two is in my mind the merits of Spain as an older brother or father figure to Romano mean more than him as a love interest. It can create a lot of dynamics that are more fun both between Romano and Spain and Romano and his brother. It creates a situation where one is often in the position the other wanted. 
Vene having more money and general social support, but often having to play along in cherry high class situations which makes a lot of his relations, especially with Austria, feel kind of hallow. While Romano was more poor and seen as low class and crass, but he has much more honest and deep relationships with the small group of people he cares for. it creates situations where the brothers can envy one another and I dont know. I just like it better than leaving Romano with only something like Rome and letting Vene have Hungary and Austria.
TLDR: Let Romano have a father figure please he’s earned it.
6. PruAus
1-5: -2
Do I ship it?: No
General Feelings: If you like Prussia with someone slightly uptight and orderly, why not just use England instead? Their personalities work better together cause at least then he gets a partner that understands him being a feral punk gremlin. I’m biased in this regard I don’t like Austria as a character so take with a grain of salt. But I never cared for the dynamic. The only PruAus thing I ever liked with bubblyernie’s ask art school prussia blog, and that’s it. It feels like the rivalry dynamic but it doesn’t get to the fun part for me, but again I also get that I have a bias.
TLDR: Meh.
7. PruHun
1-5: 5
Do I ship it?: Y e s
General Feelings: I just like the idea of them being strong feral gremlins on horseback together. Powerful generals, good friends, just the idea of excited forest heathens on adventures. I don’t know, it’s just fun. If not romantic they would be ride or die friends and I cannot be convinced otherwise.
TLDR: 10/10 would feral gremlin in the woods again.
8. AusHun
1-5: -2
Do I ship it?: No
General Feelings:I never liked cause I always saw Hungary change around Austria versus other people, especially Prussia. Plus they’re canonly divorced. I’m not an expert on Hungary, but I just don’t care for it. There’s better ships. Though again, I am biased.
TLDR: Let them stay divorced, Hungary deserves better,
9. PruCan
1-5: 0
Do I ship it?: Nah
General Feelings: Nothing really to say on PruCan, I just see them as friends and ship them with other people. They’d be good gaming friends tho absolutely 110% catch those two raiding together. They’re gaming nerd buddies and I can respect that.
10. SuFin
1-5: -3
Do I ship it?: Fuck No.
General Feelings: I really don’t. I just don’t like it. I know mainline ship but I just- Every time I want to talk about the Nordics it comes up. I’m not well versed in Nordics. But every single time I try to talk about Finland, or any of the nordics. BUT ESPECIALLY FINLAND, it devolves into how Sweden plays into it, or how SuFin plays into it. Like I cannot talk about Finland without him being treated as Sweden’s accessory and it infuriates me. Let Finland be his own god damn character and then maybe I’ll like SuFin cause he’s never given his time to shine without having it feed into someone else.
TLDR: Finland is no one’s wife, fuck off.
11. DenNor
1-5: 0
Do I ship it?: Nah
General Feelings: Again, I never knew much about the Nordics, but the basic of the ship when I first saw it was ‘haha Norway chokes Denmark with his tie what a tsun-tsun hur hur’, which makes me really uncomfortable... as someone who doesn’t vibe with abuse=romantic feelings. I like NorFin myself, and Denmark is a ball of sunshine. I don’t hate it but it’s not really good.
TLDR: Why was the tie choking thing seen as funny/romantic? Am I missing something??
12. RusAme
1-5: 4
Do I ship it?: Sure
General Feelings: While it’s not my immediate first pick romance wise, I thoroughly enjoy all the RusAme there is out there. If not lovers, I still see them as ride or die friends. Because they’re both freakishly strong I feel like they’re the only ones who can really cut loose and use their full strength on one another even in the most small ways and it means the world to them that they can do that. No holding back just full open honesty with each other. Also the fact that it’s canon that people think they hate each other and they’re just like ‘nah man we pals’ is fucking great.
TLDR: Rock on you funky space lads.
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Passerine moments that broke me
(obv spoilers!!)
Wilbur with the cathartic acknowledgement and Tommy punching me with the realization i didn't know i needed
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HEAD IN HANDS. CRYING. TUBBBOOOOOOO
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Techno almost calling Tommy his brother for the first time *holds gently, dearly even*
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Me currently dealing w grief ✍🏻👁👁 excuse me Wilbur say that again slower
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Sassza
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Ha he said the title- also All the Tommys brb i am nostalgically sobbing
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Dadza swore ha funni but also the last line fucking kills me dead
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TECHNO FOUND FAMILY HEAD IN HANDS. CURRENT LOCATION: SPAIN WITHOUT THE S
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The fucking parallels with the bUTTON ROOM. CAN YOU HEAR ME YELLING FROM A HUNDRED ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSES AGO?
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Karlnapity angst but it's WORTH IT
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Okay i think i have gone through the five stages of grief for each individual chapter...
Worth it.
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: Tuesday 28 August 1838
8 ½
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very fine morning – up at 7 10 but went to bed again – note from Madame Gassie, very civil, brought by special messenger to say that A- could not have le bain Dassieu n°16 pour sept heures du matin – the hours of 6 and 7 taken recently by ladies who would stay the greater part of next month – but the hour of 8am would be at liberty on the 1st of next month – should her (Madame G-‘s) gendre M. Soisson take this hour for A-? some time with A- determined to ride over to Barèges this morning – went to bed again at 8 for ½ hour – breakfast at 9 ½ and had Mr. Flamant and read the newspaper till 11 ¼ - Mr. F- would let me have as many napoleons as I wanted – I said 20 would be enough – would be glad of our taking his apartment vacant at Barèges at the hotel de France – his ½ the house private – the other ½ the hotel and the restaurant belonging to his brother – we should not disagree about price – wanted me to say what I would give – I declined this – and he said would I give ½ what we paid at present i.e. 15 ÷ 2 = 7/50 per day – to which I agreed – A- and I off to Barèges at 11 40 and alighted at the Hotel de France at 1 ½ - sent for Mr. Pagès, inspecteur des bains – A- gave him Dr. Doubles’ ordonnance to read – Mr. P- observed that all Dr. Doubles’ ordonnances were alike – he did not know Barèges – had not been here – there are but three douches here, and not one of them of the water of the bain Dassier – of which water there is only one bath – P- said he would mention this to Dr. D- when he saw (it seems P- spends the winters in Paris – was an élève of Magendies’) – A- said she had 4 baths to take at St. Sauveur – P- said she had better make out the n° at Barèges and come as immediately as possible as she had not a day to lose – indeed she had already lost time at St. S- 15 baths there would have been quite enough – she ought to have been at Barèges all this month the season closes on the 30th September on that day on ôte les chess – and before that time the weather is often cold – for fear of cold blasts or airs everybody here is carried to and from the baths en chaise à porteur, and it mattered not whether A- was at the bath end of the town or the other, and  price was only four souls – A- preferred and P- recommended 5am instead of 8am so A- enregistrée for five am à dater du premier de September – the baths 1/. each – A- to pay from 1 September whether here or not; but P- so urgently recommended her coming as immediately as possible, even if she could but take one or 2 baths before giving them up for a few days, that we told the people to have all ready for us tomorrow and determined to arrive in time for dinner – we had thought that A- could perhaps bathe at St. S- tomorrow and Thursday and that we could be off to Eaux-bonnes and Eaux-chaudes on Saturday – Mr. P- did not stay more than 10 minutes – left A- at the hotel and I went to Madame Gassie to thank her for her note and say we had determined to come tomorrow   sat 1/2 hour with Madame G- her son-in-law Mr. Soisson not at home – had been in the army – off home at 2 50 – I walked from 3 ½ to 3 55 – home at 4 ¼ - dinner at 7 – had Mr. Fabas Inspecteur des bains de St. Sauveur ½ hour till 9 40 – talked over my Vignemale ascent and our little excursion in Spain – Mr. F- dined chez le prince de Moscowa on the day of his return from the Vignemale and he the prince was so tired he could hardly stir – gave Mr. F- ./50 (ten five franc pieces) for his about ½ dozen visits – better paid probably than usual – he seemed well satisfied – settled with Josephine, and at accounts till 12 at which hour F70 ½° - very fine day – on returning home Josephine observed a spot of monsieur on A-‘s petticoats   he had come while we were out without A-‘s ssuspecting it   what a pity we did not know before and then we needed not have left here tomorrow –
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Ellis and Palma De Majorca - PART 1
I am working in Cucamonga (early 70’s) at our plant and we had a trading office also in Beverly Hills manned by Whitey and Rose.
My brother Ellis is bumming around Europe traveling with his friend Richard Harris. I get a call one Sunday night from my mom. She says they hadn’t heard from Ellis in quite a while and today got a letter from him saying he was being held in jail in Palma De Majorca on phony charges.
Frankly, I kinda of blew it off. I was on my way to pick up Sunday night dinner for the family at an Italian joint in Ontario. When I got there I felt guilty for blowing mom off and I called her and said I would fly to Spain if I had to. She started crying. 
You need to know that I had never heard my mom cry before. So began my research into Spain, their system of crime and punishment, and their justice system. I also had to call my boss Morris Lefton and tell him I needed to take some time off. At the time Spain was run by Francisco Franco a Spanish military leader who ruled from 1939 until his death in 1975. I got hold of Benny Fixman and a few international metals traders to see how to handle this situation. The best advice I got was to get to the US Consulate in Palma and bring a lot of cash.
I jumped on the next jet to Madrid and then to Palma. I got a room in a small hotel annex, which was part of the Melia Majorca Hotel. I then went to find the consulate, who was also the local jeweler. You have to understand that Palma was a small city and Ibiza was first starting to become an attraction. The consulate showed me a newspaper article saying that Ellis and Richard were being held in the Palma De Majorca Prison after being arrested and having confessed to drug smuggling. My job just got a little harder. I went to see Ellis the next day and when they brought him into the room he took one look at me and started crying. We were separated by a glass partition, but I told him not to worry and that I would get him and Richard out soon. In the mean time I spent the next few days meditating in my room (TM at the time) driving around the island on a motor scooter and trying to figure it out. I went to see the consulate/jeweler again and told him that if Francisco Franco had a brother who was a lawyer, I wanted to hire him. He did turn me onto a local Italian lawyer, who in turn gave me his junior assistant, since this wasn’t such a big deal to them. To me it was, because they could hold them forever without a trial and if and when they went to trail and were found guilty the minimum sentence was 6 years and a day. They had a signed confession. When I asked Ellis about that he told me that they kept trying to get him to sign a confession and it was in Spanish, which he didn’t understand. When he refused to sign it they dragged in a guy who was all bloody from having just been beaten. They asked Ellis to sign and before he could answer, they slapped him. That was enough for Ellis and he signed. Stay tuned.
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komkommertijd · 3 years
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F1 2020 Grid as German rap songs
Since the 2020 season has come to an end, I thought it might be a good idea to finally share this thing that I’ve been working on since June. I have no idea as to why or how I had this idea, but I’m sure I’m not the first one to do this, anyway. I’m sorry to all my fellow Germans in advance <3
Disclaimer: I translated all of the lyrics myself so some things might not be completely accurate, for which I can only apologize. I do not agree with the way some rappers portray women, so I made sure to steer clear from those lyrics.
(post under the cut because it got kinda very long whoops)
Lewis - Vintage (RIN)
Oh Lord, wo soll das Ganze enden? Fahr' so schnell, ich wechsel' jede Woche Bremsen
[Oh Lord, where is this supposed to end? Driving so fast, I’m changing brakes every week]
It’s a song about being a champion, living a luxury life, nice clothes, and well...driving fast cars. Any more questions? Rin is one of my favorite German rap artists, so I just had to include his songs, and this one makes you feel like a real badass, just like our king Lewis 😌
Valtteri - In meinem Benz (AK Ausserkontrolle, Bonez MC)
Du siehst mich im Benz sitzen, so wie Lewis Hamilton
[You see me sitting in a Benz, just like Lewis Hamilton]
It’s kind of obvious why I chose that song, right? Other than that specific line there are some more parts about how much the rapper apparently loves his Mercedes and this song just screamed Valtteri to me.
Charles - NENENE (Fero47)
Sitze bald in roten Ferrari Geben Gas in der Hood Ruf' ich danach, "C'est la vie!"
[I’ll soon sit in a red Ferrari Rev up in my hood Shouting “C’est la vie!” afterward]
Ignoring the entire part about Monte Carlo and all the French words, this specific part just always reminds me of Charles when I listen to the song. More badass vibes but less seriously so because I can’t take Fero’s voice that serious at all, which fits Charles.
Sebastian - Ferrari (Eno, MERO)
Roter Ferrari Ich gebe Gas in einem Ferrari Roter Ferrari Yeah, ich sitze tief in einem Ferrari
[Red Ferrari I rev up in a red Ferrari Red Ferrari Yeah, I’m sitting deep inside a Ferrari]
There’s a part about “rolling with [a] bro in a white Mercedes” and my brain said Sewis rights. Other than that, this is once again a rather obvious choice, if not all that up to date anymore. Some lines about racing on the German highway, so of course I had to go for Sebastian with this one.
Max - Fame (Apache207)
Die Rapszene ist nur ein Affenzirkus In dem kleine Kinder gern mit Waffen hantieren Ich steh', wo ich steh', weil ich bin, wer ich bin Und nicht weil hier irgendjemand Apache platziert
[The rap scene is a madhouse Where little kids like to make use of guns I stand where I stand because I am who I am And not because someone places Apache]
This simply gives me Max vibes, I don’t have much more to say as an explanation. It just feels right, with criticism towards mentally “weaker” individuals and the confidence in making a name for oneself based on own achievements and hard work. Also, Apache has become a rather popular musician in the past year(s) (especially to obnoxious 5th graders, all tea no shade), which is just...Max, I won’t elaborate.
Alex - HONDA (Ansu)
Hold on, kommt was Schnell – Konter Dreamer, besonders – Willy Wonka Auto – Honda
[Hold on, there’s something coming Fast - Counterattack Dreamer, special - Willy Wonka Car - Honda]
I mean, it’s a song about a Honda driver? I struggled quite a bit with finding a song for Alex, but when I first listened to this song, my mind threw his name at me in blinking neon letters, so this is the vibe we’re going with - a funky fast Honda driver <3 (PS: I have no clue what the Willy Wonka thing is about but....why not)
Carlos - Habibi (Casar)
Sie schreibt: "Habibi", denn sie vermisst mich Ich fahre weit davon mit mein'n Hermanos
[She texts me “Habibi” because she misses me I drive far away with my hermanos]
I can only listen to the word “hermanos” so many times without my mind associating it with Carlos, so this one was a rather obvious choice for me as well. Also, there are some parts about Spain in this song so I had to be lame and do the obvious with this one.
Lando - 500 PS (Bonez MC, RAF Camora)
Ich drück' aufs Gas, hör' die 500 PS Fahren durch die Stadt, GTA Los Angeles
[I step on the gas, hear the 500 HP Cruising through the city, GTA Los Angeles]
This one’s a solid mainstream German rap song (not that I’d call Lando a mainstream person), liked to some extent by most people, and it gets you moving, which reminds me a lot of Lando. Cars and mentions of a video game make for a hit and Lando unites just that in person as well.
Daniel - Emotions 2.0 (Ufo361, Céline)
Baby, nimm einen Schluck Dom P. für die Emotions Ich erhöhe deine Dosis So viel Schmuck Mehr Drip als ein Ocean
[Baby take a sip Dom P for the emotions I’m increasing your dosage So much jewelry More drip than an ocean]
A bittersweet love song with rich boy summer vibes and one of my favorite German songs to be released this year, in fact, it’s my most listened to song on my phone, make for a combination that just screams Daniel to me. This song hits different when driving into the sunset in a fancy car or when biking through town at 1:30 am on three cans of Red Bull (believe me, I tried), and always reminds me of better times. It’s the ideal song to sing and rap along to, so that matches Daniel just fine.
Esteban - Einsneunzig (Brown-Eyes White Boy)
Bin fast einsneunzig, stell' mich auf die Bündel, das' ein Weltrekord Lass' die Zeit Revue passier'n, selbe Jungs und selber Ort
[I’m almost 1.90, stand on a wad of cash, that’s a world record Let’s recall the past, same guys and same place]
1.90 meters as a reference to Esteban’s height, obviously, simply made sense to me, once again. The second line reminds me of his feud with Pierre, so I had to choose this song. It’s better than Ratten im Hof (rats in the yard), and this reminds me of a wannabe gangster, which just screams Esteban to me, I’m sorry <3
Pierre - DAS RENNEN (RIN)
Ich hoff', eines Tages, wir gewinn'n das Rennen Wie bei Red Dead Redemption Irgendwann der Letzte wie Shanks Spinner Rims glänzen
[I hope one day we win the race Just like in Red Dead Redemption One day the last like Shanks Spinner rims are shining]
I know no one will believe this story but I started working on this post like half a year ago and I chose that song for Pierre back then and uhm, manifestation worked, I guess? Once again, I’m a big fan of Rin’s music, so choosing this song for Pierre is a bit like selfcare. The lyrics mention changing the world and well, so far Pierre has as least changed my world 😌
Daniil - One Night Stand (Capital Bra)
Ty moja ljubimaja Takaja diwnaja, krasiwaja-ja Sprawjedliwaja, njepobjedimaja Ty moja-ja, Baby, ty moja-ja
[You are my darling Such a wondeful, beauty Fair, invincible You’re mine baby, you’re mine]
I really hope I got that translation more or less right but other than that, I didn’t simply choose that song based on the Russian part. It’s a song we used to listen to a lot a few years ago and one of those from the days where Capital Bra was famous but less so than he is today. It reminds me of simpler times and it’s a pretty vibey song that, if you allow it to, draws you in and makes you dance. I have a soft spot for Daniil and the song reminds me a bit of him.
Lance - Bronx (Veysel)
Du musst doppelt zahlen, deshalb krieg' ich es umsonst Audemars, Yves Saint Laurent, eine Villa irgendwo Audemars, Yves Saint Laurent, ein paar Villen irgendwo
[You have to pay double that’s why I get it for free Audemars, Yves Saint Laurent, a mansion somewhere Audemars, Yves Saint Laurent, a few mansions somewhere]
This is a song that you have to listen to on high volume in a fast car, one that once again has really badass vibes. It’s nice to rap along to and hard not to move to. The rich boy vibes in the chorus that I’ve included in this post are pretty inevitable and logically, I had to associate that with Lance. When I turn this song on, everyone enjoys it, and I think Lance deserves to evoke that emotion in everyone as well.
Sergio - AVENTADOR (Dardan, Eno, Noah)
Roll' im Aventador Ich fahr' grad vor Gebe Gas, sag': "¡Adiós!"
[Roll in an Aventador I hit the road Step on the gas, say “¡Adiós!”]
I mean yeah, I could have chosen that song only because of the Adiós but that’s a bit lame even for me. Instead, the entire fast car vibe reminded me a lot of Checo. I’ve always had a bit of a soft spot for him and this year he once again showed people ([coughs] my brother) that he’s been severely underestimated. So stepping on the gas and outpacing everyone else felt like the right vibe.
Kimi - Sorry Not Sorry (Monet192, Takt32, badmómzjay)
Was du für Karriere machst, mach' ich als Hobby Was du für Probleme hast, interessiert keinen
[What you made your career, I do as a hobby What problems you have, no one cares]
The title itself embodies Kimi and so does the entire song. The not giving a shit vibe, paired with the mention of the hobby thing as an indirect reference to the famous Kimi quote about seeing his job more as a hobby, are just 100% Kimi. I really couldn’t have found a better song for him. 
Antonio - Maserati (RAF Camora)
Capo dei capi Trip noch im Alfa, doch bald Maserati
[Capo dei capi Trip still in an Alfa but soon in a Maserati]
I did very much not choose the song because “capo dei capi” (the boss of bosses) is a mafia related thing, but because of the Alfa part, duh. Roadtrips in an Alfa along the Adriatic coast are cool and all but a Maserati is obviously the main goal, and that reminds me of Antonio quite a lot ~for some reason~. The entire part about making it far in life without a “serious” job is just very F1, so the vibes are there. Happy very belated birthday Toni <3
Romain - HOCH (CRO)
Alles holt dich down, lass es einfach los Und die Dinge unter dir sind gar nicht mehr so groß Ich schau' nach oben und auf einmal geht's hoch
[Everything drags you down, just let it go And the things below you are not as big anymore I look up and suddenly it goes upwards]
This song is just very peaceful and calms my mind when I listen to it, which radiates the same comforting vibe as Romain. The topic of rising despite things dragging you down are a very prominent topic here and reminded me a lot of him, especially with him leaving Haas and everything around that. It just feels nice to listen to a bit of an uplifting song once in a while, and this one does it in a way that still allows you to feel calm and safe, which is something I associate with Romain a lot.
Kevin - Vorbei (Nico Rosseburg, Sierra Kidd)
Sag mir bitte, wie passe ich die Zeit? Der Augenblick war schön, doch es ist vorbei
[Please tell me, how do I pass the time? The moment was nice but now it’s over]
With Kevin leaving F1, I had to go for this song for him. It’s a bit more of a sad topic (so am I with the knowledge of him not being there next year) but without making the entire thing sound melancholic. I only really learned to appreciate Kevin this year and I’ll miss having him around, so this song kind of fits that idea for me.
George - 20 Zoll MAE (Celo&Abdi, Bonez MC)
Ich fahr' mit Schrittgeschwindigkeit, so wie ein Don Hättest gerne meine Felgen, aber wirst sie nicht bekommen
[I drive at walking pace like a Don You’d like to have my rims but won’t get them]
Making this solely about driving at walking pace would be a bit mean but there’s a part in the song soon after about looking beautiful in a Mercedes, so that’s pretty much George. The song just carries that fun vibe and the subtle (not really) flex, which makes it great to listen to if you want to get in a happier mood. It’s a song about Mercedes rims, of course I had to choose George 😔
Nicholas - Standard (KitschKrieg, SFR, Trettmann, Gzuz, Gringo, Ufo361)
Treff' mich in Miami, fliege nur noch First-Class Nur noch unterwegs, kriege Heimweh
[Meet me in Miami, only flying first class anymore Only on the road anymore, getting homesick]
More ~rich boy vibes~ and a song that has been playing what feels like 24/7 on MTV Germany the last two years. It got so bad that some people around me still reply in the trademark Gzuz voice when someone uses the word “standard”. Anyway, I associate this song with Nicholas because just like KitschKrieg did with their first “own” song, Nicholas has joined the game and left an impression on everyone, in one way or another, and I’m willing to see/hear more of that :)
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