#its 4 fucking am btw

[indiangp-moved]

marc marquez // crocodile by Tamino

[ranubd]

I may or may not be a little hyperfixated on this atm, I'm very sorry about the comic, the page will come soon.

[plurralthiing]

have you ever taken an edible that makes you draw a fursona for the cookie thats the absolute least likely to have a fursona (or know what a fursona is). have you also ever been completely unable to sleep to the point where you lose your shit and whip out your art tablet and draw the wackiest shit ever while blasting gay furry breakcore at 4am. have you ever had this much power

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 209

my ass is NOT beating the time player allegations

[locomotive-idiot]

What's that American 4-4-0 steamer with the big feckhin funnel that's like iconic for the Wild West era?

you will not BELIEVE the name that these have.

they're literally just called "Americans". I'm not fucking with you.

And the big fuckoff funnel also has a name, that's a spark arrestor, for stopping sparks from coming out as most of these from the wild west period ran on wood, which made sparks, in turn that does not mix well with a desert.

[poniko-w]

⚠️GETTING AUTISTIC ALERT⚠️

one of my absolute favorite things abt mo4 is understanding just how terrible a lot of the main cast is.. i've changed fukurou and morikaze to be more normal in my mind for my own comfort (as someone still recovering from trauma), but am still heavily critical of their characters as i am with every other main numa!! i love discussing the intricacies of the mo4 cast without defending any of their actions, and i really dislike when people mischaracterize them and refuse to accept canon for what it is.. no guys bachikin was not a girlboss girlqueen she was a war criminal & an awful person & part of her character is the fact that she is trying to fix what she did!! holding her accountable is part of the story im afraid, you cant fake-feminism your way out of this one💔 when you remove the bad parts of a character meant to be a bad person u are left with a very bland & uninteresting character. learn to love a character despite the shit that makes them a bad person while still holding them accountable it. i love talking about the mo4 characters who wants to let me ramble about the mo4 characters to them

[faaun]

ok let's catch up quickly

[lost-in-fandoms]

Logan and Max have another talk, or 'does kissing count as free therapy?' Part 2 of whatever this was. I couldn't fall asleep last night because of how hard I kept thinking about these two. I blame @girlsdads for giving me the brainrot in the first place.

cw: the tiniest bit of implied sexual content

It's another bad race. Fucking 16th, only ahead of the two Saubers, and of the Haas and Alpine that had crashed each other out. There was no reason why his pit stop had to be 4.3 seconds, when Alex's had been 2.7, no reason why he had been fucked over by not one but two undercuts because of shitty strategy, no reason why Alex's side of the garage had to be celebrating 8th place while his was sullen and quiet.

Logan fears he's going to throw up when he steps in and James claps him on the shoulder, saying sorry, next time, as if Logan doesn't know his contract is on the line. Fucking. Next time?!

Logan feels like he's trying to swim with his hands tied behind his back, desperately trying to make it to shore. Nobody cares he's drowning.

He can barely look up during the debrief, feels like he's choking the whole time on the words nobody is saying. As soon as he's free, he escapes, fumbling for his phone as usual. Only this time, he doesn't call his mom.

Are you free?

Max has his motorhome this weekend, and Logan doesn't wait for an answer before heading over. If he doesn't answer, he'll just take a walk.

Yes come over

He's knocking on Max's door before he can rethink it, before all these feelings catch up on him and he decides he's going to break down alone instead. When Max opens his door, Logan immediately regrets it. He's wearing a black t-shirt, hair styled, looking ready to go out. Of course he's heading out, he has a win to celebrate. Unlike Logan. Who should have just gone home.

He opens his mouth, ready to apologize and turn around, when Max's hand closes on his shoulder, his mouth downturned with what would be worry, if it wasn't absurd for Max Verstappen to be worried about him.

"Come in," Max says, doesn't leave space for arguments when he pulls Logan inside, closing the door behind him.

For a long moment they just look at each other, as Logan's waves lap at his neck. He doesn't know why he's here anymore.

"Are you okay?" Max's hand is still on his shoulder. Logan feels like he'll keel over if he takes it back.

"I might be out of a seat."

It's not an answer to Max's question, it's not even what Logan meant to say, it's not something he should be telling to the competition, but really. Logan is barely Max's competition at all, and who wouldn't know that after this season's disaster? Nobody is counting on him to race next year.

He waits for Max to say something, even if it's just empty platitudes, but the other just squeezes his shoulder and nods, and suddenly it's much harder to hold back his tears.

"I just..." he breathes in, willing his voice to not crack, "I don't know what I am doing wrong."

It comes out more desperate than he meant it to, but he's just so tired and upset, and nobody is seeing him drown. Why is nobody paying attention?

"You have a shit car, get bad strategy calls, and have a teammate with years more of experience. You are not the one doing it wrong."

Max says it so matter of fact, as if he's the one driving the shit car, the one with the better teammate, the one having to fight through the back of the field with no success, and suddenly Logan is angry. He shrugs Max's hand away, fists clenching. What does Max know about being the second driver in a bad team? How dares he say he knows Logan's hunger?

"Fuck off," he spits, wrapping his arms around himself to hide the way his hands are trembling. He shouldn't have come.

"You have potential, you are not doing it wrong," Max says again, stubborn and bull-headed as always, jaw set and eyes clear. Logan's anger spikes again. Max Verstappen, the prodigy child, talking to him about wasted potential? This must be a joke. He scoffs, ready to turn around and leave, but Max grabs him again, gets a hold on his elbow and keeps him where he is.

"Why are you angry?" he asks. And yeah, this must be a joke, for sure. Why is Logan angry? Why is he angry?!

"You don't get to..." he starts, but Max interrupts him, squeezing his elbow.

"No. Why are you angry?"

"The team..."

Max takes a step closer, narrowing his eyes.

"Not the team, I do not care about the team. Why are you angry?"

As if there was a right answer to the question that Logan isn't getting! It's his own anger! And Max doesn't care about the team? Of course he doesn't, it's not his team fucking up! Why can't Logan be angry about the team?!

"Alex gets..."

"No. Why are you angry?" Max interrupts again, steadfast in a way that grates on Logan's nerves.

They're too close now, and for a second Logan entertains the idea of punching three times world Champion Max Verstappen. Anger burns in his chest, and suddenly, without knowing who closed the gap, they're kissing. It's not a nice kiss, all teeth and spit, and it almost feels the same as the punch he hasn't thrown, until Max moves his hand from his elbow to his waist, the other one coming up to cup the back of his neck, turning his head slightly. Gentling him.

His anger is back in his lungs, but it's no longer anger, it's back to salt water, and Logan is drowning again. He breaks the kiss, gasping, but Max doesn't let him go.

Logan doesn't remember the last time someone held him like this, like being here matters.

"Why are you angry?" Max asks again, breath soft against Logan's bitten lips. He smells vaguely like minty toothpaste.

"Because..." he hesitates, but at this point he might as feel say fuck it, and give it all. All his fleshy insides in Max's hands, bleeding on the floor between them. "Because I could do better, but I can't do it like this."

This time Max nods. "You could do better."

And Logan knows his parents and friends have said it before, have kept saying it for years. Knows his time in Formula 2 speaks for itself. But it's different, to have Max say it like that, so surely. It's a different kind of validation, and a different kind of heartbreak, because they both know his time to prove it is running out. It's hard to breathe again.

"It is good to be angry. It makes you want to take it," Max says, maybe mistaking the way his breathing has gone funny. But Logan doesn't feel angry anymore. He's tired, and scared, and lonely. He drops his head on Max's shoulder, who moves to card his fingers in his hair, bearing his weight with ease. Logan wishes anything would come easy to him instead.

"I don't know how to be angry," Logan confesses. He doesn't want to say it, doesn't want to disappoint Max, but he disappoints better than he lies anyway. What's one more person.

"That is of course still okay," Max says, instead of some sort of rebuke Logan is expecting. For a second, he thinks about the stories of Max's childhood, of angry men and steel hands. Max's fingers are gentle in his hair.

"What do you want right now?"

It's too big of a question. Logan wants his seat to be safe, he wants to end in the points, he wants a good car, he wants to not feel so distant from everyone else, he wants to go home. He wants someone to tell him it will be alright and mean it.

He shakes his head, forehead dragging against Max's t-shirt. Disappointing again.

Max holds his hair a little tighter, uses the grip to pull Logan up, to make him open his eyes.

"What do you need?"

And it's the same, but it is different, and Logan needs...he needs...

"You can take it. What you need." Max sounds so sure of it, Logan can almost believe it. Maybe Logan doesn't know how to take, doesn't know how to fix it, but here, now, he at least knows what he needs.

"I need to be better," he says, words bleeding out from his split-open chest. "I need to be good."

They both know what Logan means, because the thing with Max is, that it's always about racing, even when it isn't, and it is also always both at the same time.

Max nods, letting go of his hair, and Logan pushes him around, back against the door. Gentle, because he needs to be, but firm, because he wants this.

He eases himself to his knees, and feels Max's hand cup his cheek. His raspy voice isn't disappointed, or pitying, or even sad when he speaks, only fond. A little proud.

"Good boy."

[citrusinicake]

i dont even know what this is

[numberonepartyboy]

it kind of weirds me out when two people who abused lloyd (morro and harumi) are getting more recognized/hc'ed and addressed as his family than the actual one (ninjas, wu or HIS PARENTS). it's okay to make au where they didn't abuse lloyd or whatever but then you just write a new character.

[brainrotdotorg]

my roommate . will not stop bringing their fucking partner over . even though i have covid. so i am standing at the fridge trying to decide what will be the least repulsive thing to eat for dinner and then the two of them come in and roommate does not say hello hi whats up or anything just makes a wordless beeline for the fridge, which i am standing at, and i have to jump out of the way like a matador being charged by a vegan bull that is trying to reach their quinoa so i take my water bottle and move to return to my room (mask on btw. havent left my room without a mask on) and narrowly dodge the boyfriend who avoids my gaze like i am the fucking birdbox creature but still for some reason decides to stand in the thin-ass hallway that i have to go down to access my little quarantine chamber but honestly it is no different to how he reacts to seeing me even when i do not have a viral illness and by the way why are you even coming over to our apartment when someone has covid why do you only ever come over to our apartment can you PLEASE Go to your own apartment. and now that i am in here i can hear them sifting through the pots in the sink and complaining that theyre tired of people not putting their dishes in the dishwasher (if you are tired of no one putting their dishes in the dishwasher you should put your dishes in the dishwasher normally this is my duty (not one we've decided by the way just one that ive taken on because i like to do dishes. genuinely) but i havent been doing the dishes because, you guessed it, i have covid) takes a deep breath. and i still dont have any dinner.

[acoraxia]

not dismissing your headcanons but wasn't him calling him that in the context of sworn brothers?

yes and that’s still a win for me

ahem,

Macaque is never addressed as SWK’s sworn brother nor does he ever call him that they even address that SWK is DBK’s sworn brother which ties to the Mandarin dub where he calls him “brother ox” and calls PIF “sister” because of their connections

That and.. I know the meaning of “sworn brotherhood” vary depending on the region but ngl LMK isn’t a romance-driven show, it tends to focus on familial and platonic relationships more than anything hence why I’m ecstatic over it. I got a bit excited that’s on me but pretty sure you can also interpret a sworn brother as… someone who you actually consider as a brother? Or at least someone close enough to be your brother

Aha, coughing, no wonder SWK has issues

(Pls read my tags)

[mirpkechi]

sgave me shoeagaze. save me shoehaze and self destriction. hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[carfuckerlynch]

Do u have a knives tag/post? Woulf like to c urs:3

not of my personal collection! frankly they're mostly nothing special they're almost all wusthof brand from the kit I bought when I started culinary school last year. my roll that I take places with me is green waxed canvas w brown leather it was a birthday gift from my sister it's very pretty from here. I have an 8" French knife/chefs knife, a 4" paring knife, a 6" prep knife, a very small tourne/birds beak knife (maybe 3"?), and a bunch of other miscellaneous tools in there (microplaner, measuring spoons, melon ballers, honing rod, offset spatula etc) PLUS. my baby my pride and joy my custom birthday knife kindly funded by my grandmother

of them all I would say the tourne knife was the most unexpectedly useful? If you're blanching and peeling tomatoes or other fruits or trying to take bruises or eyes out of potatoes or do other small fiddly tasks that require a certain amount or torque. I would look into one. plus they're silly little guys

[trenchcoatsbi]

Happy five months to the Trenchcoat!!

psstt check out the stuff under the cut there’s more art and it’s pretty cool stuff if i do say so myself

Hi so I’ve been meaning to draw anons, like for fun and my enrichment (<- i really like drawing things for people i like) and uh that sketching session I had like three days did net me a lot of terrible awful rough sketches I could work off of, so i kinda just bit the bullet and started doing shit. so uh yeah that’s why there’s bonus drawings this go around for the blogiversary! There’s 2 more bonus drawings on the way btw!! I just did not have the spoons (or the ability to keep my joints normal enough) to be drawing long enough everyday to finish four full drawings from scratch with multiple characters in each, so the other two will be posted in the next few daysish hopefully…

sorry to anyone not included in one of these/in the other two I did try my best to remember as many of our frequent askers as possible but a lot of the anons who haven’t been chatting recently kinda just got buried by the qsmp folks lol…. speaking of the qsmp yall are pretty much the reason there’s group drawings and not just all silly doodles like the one with me and Vale (<- which i technically drew last month and could’ve posted at literally anytime but shh that doesn’t matter). I mean group drawings are not easy either but fucking hell you guys are three drawings all on your own…

I had to try so hard not to ask you guys what you looked like since I wanted this to be a surprise and since I just made up designs for the most parts here's who's in the bonuses!

Bonus 1:

Vale (🌾🪶 anon)

Bonus 2:

official-big-q

llulah anon (twice technically lol)

wilbur (ethercollective)

bad & foolish (itty-bitty-ferns)

q!pac anon

Bonus 3 (I might repost this drawing later with edited shading. it's too dark looking at it on my computer screen ugh i hate how colors look different on different screens):

💙🐏 anon

🦁⛰️ anon

Voidling anon

[hawkeyedflame]

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