I need delulu American F1 fans on WhatsApp. I feel awful bothering @dawn-petrichor-world and @reels-and-wheels in the middle of the night with my unhinged ideas.
Let me clear, I still do. But I feel a little bad about it.
Oh but I will be posting some delulu F1 rpf porn with feels smut here soon. I just have to finish this drink.
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super excited for valentine’s day.. not because i have a boyfriend or anything but because of your fic!!!
super excited for valentine's day too.. not because i have a boyfriend or anything but because i have the cutest followers like you sending me things like this!!! i'm proof-reading tonight but it is officially finished, and definitely coming TOMORROW! AH!
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we need matty knies smut asappppp
soon…
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ya like dragons?
Are you a fan of Wings of Fire? ARPGs? Roleplay? Roleplaying cool dragons? Roleplaying cool futuristic dragons? Want to be part of ongoing plots and other cool and epic things going on in the world of WoF, Now With Cars? (Maybe cars. We are thinking about the cars.)
If you answered yes you should totally join Wings of Fire: Taking Flight!
Wings of Fire: Taking Flight is a Wings of Fire ARPG/RP in the world of dragons far into the future, where dragon society is more like our own! Play as one of the main dragon tribes (so far ;3) and join us for an ongoing story! At this time you won’t have missed anything... it hasn’t started yet. We need YOU to start it. YES YOU COME HERE
We have:
dragons
special traits
really weird backstories
plots
(like i said WE NEED YOU FOR THOSE they’re starting soon <3)
really friendly people
AND DRAGONS (we love dragons)
NOTE:
The server just went under new ownership (me) so some stuff will be figured out as time goes on! It’s a bit quiet, but that shouldn't be for long once we get stuff started >:)
please join i want to roleplay my new dragon bingus beebinton
https://discord.gg/BM7s4RXxb9
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Girlie I miss your writing , when are you gonna post for jj again.
🤭🤭 sooner than you think hehe
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Simon has always been confused on why you gift him toys. Sure, most of the gifts you gave him were some of the things he liked. Bourbon, masks, gloves, make up for him to smudge his eyes with, some daggers and knives. Things that we're useful for him, just him. But later, you gifted him a toy airplane. He makes a comment about it, saying he is not a child anymore and you were better off giving it to Johnny instead.
"No, this is specifically for you, take it."
When he gets to him room, he walks toward his trash can, opening it with the tip of his boot. He gives one more look at the toy, his mood souring before throwing it into the trash. He goes on about his day, training, signing paper work, drills. Doing anything to ignore the pain stinging memories that the toy brought back. Emotions that were buried thousands of feet deep it could reach hell itself. Later, he lies awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, avoiding looking at the cylinder shape that's calling for him in his peripheral.
Fuck.
He pulls the covers off vigorously and stomps over to the trash can. He is standing over it like he's trying to intimidate it, as if it was an enemy he's trying to get rid of in battle. To anyone else, the scene would look comical.
He sighs to himself and reaches down to take out the toy he so cruelly threw away. He sets it on his desk and quickly walks toward his bed, facing away from his desk.
The next day, he wakes up feeling different. He swears he sees his room more vibrant, more lively. That energy follows him through out the day, having his other teammates notice his rather bright mood.
You catch him in the hallway. Pulling him aside to ask him about the paper work you left at his desk this morning. Of course, he notices the way you smile brightly, more so than usual. But he notices that you're not looking at him. More like looking at something next to him.
"What's got you so cheery?"
You turn to look up at him, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"I just..." You take a quick glance at the spot next to him, before bringing your eyes back upon his.
"I just hope you liked your gift." The same bright smile appearing on your face.
He stares at you, examining your words. Your expression.
You think you see his eyes crinkle a bit.
"Yea,"
"I liked it."
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