#miami's gonna kill me actually

[grandprix-ao3]

12 & 23?

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

haha. ha. i think you already know... :) my favorite driver on the grid by an embarrassingly long shot is logan sargeant. and i actually do have a track record of being pretty convincing in terms of logan but i do all of it by accident!! between hollywoodsargeant and miamis (coughs and my tiktok) i am making the logan content i wish to see in the world and in the process like. accidentally roping a bunch of other people into the mess. So

but i will attempt a purposeful convincing tactic by just yelling vaguely about what i like about him. uh... he's usamerican (i'm usamerican, red white and blue or something, idk) and he's cute and pretty well-spoken and he's funny!! is that clip from the GQ video of him poorly rapping lose yourself by eminem a valid reason why more people should like him? him liking horrible tiktoks about himself that make fun of how aggressively patriotic he is? (he is self aware!) consider literally any prema video he's in he's just. he's fucking stupid. this is a man who said full confidence he cannot live without the wolf of wall street. his own victory pose (courtesy of benny jacobs!). burger sauce. i love my men stupid and crooked-grinning and wearing big ugly sunglasses and walking with a funny little saunter and he checks all the boxes. what more could i (you? maybe?) want!

idk man the issue here is that i don't even really know why i started liking him so much but now he is my favorite ever no contest and i will go to great lengths to make that known and he's cute HE'S CUTE!!! he has a father-son type relationship with his trainer that makes me want to cry (my son calls him older brother. stop) and a stupid laugh and every time he talks about his friends i smile like an idiot like yeah! kyle kirkwood is your boy! you guys go way back! and you and oscar can't seem to get away from each other, you've known each other forever and every time you go your separate ways they always lead in to the same place. you cracked your ribs fucking around with your brother who you love very much and sometimes you can't shut up about your hometown but it's endearing so i'll let you get away with it and you're racing in your fucking backyard this is your homecoming i'm. yeah okay i'll stop. could theoretically go on forever i am. tremendously compelled by him. in love with him. formula 1 driver logan hunter sargeant. that's my boy!

also he has a really nice ass idk go look at any photo of him in his race suit it's honestly stupid how good he looks in it

23. ship you've unwillingly come around to

every ship i have come around to has been against my will. since we're on a logan train: loscar? from unwilling to driving the whole entire bus i did the math earlier i'm responsible for like 14% of all fics in the loscar tag. Anyways. they're compelling did you see the childhood friends shit i rbed earlier... yeah. Yeah. that's my entire case for them: that

also clemarcus. i even remember when el oversteerey was actively posting six weeks and i wasn't reading it bc i didn't really. know much about either clem or marcus? but i'm subbed to their ao3 so it was in my inbox. then when it got finished i was like Fine and now i read that fic as like a routine. so good. they're also very compelling but less in the childhood friends way and more in the Oh My God Stop Touching Each Other You Gay Freaks way. both are vibes

choose violence ask game

[cutieln4]

PR Problem | LN4 smau

lando norris x reader

summary: in which lando's girlfriend is gorgeous, and he is not afraid to be horny on main

fc: madison beer

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yourfriend pretty girl

username1 you’re so gorjus

landonorris oh my god

landonorris i need you so bad

landonorris i’m coming home rn i can’t take it😫

username2 actually so down bad

maxfewtrell mate it’s been 2 days

landonorris please just one chance

landonorris on my knees for you🧎‍♂️

oscarpiastri Zak just scheduled a PR training session for you

username3 LANDO’S COMMENTS OMG💀

username4 he’s so unhinged i love him

username5 how did lando pull her???

username6 he’s sick of the lando norizz allegations😭

username7 wish my boyfriend was as down bad as lando is

randomfootballer wow😍

landonorris yeah you can fuck off

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y/nupdates Y/n in her latest photo shoot

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username1 how is she so gorgeous

username2 lando is so lucky

landonorris i know😍

landonorris oh wow

landonorris is she single?

username3 one thing is certain in life: if there’s a post about y/n, lando is gonna be in the comments

landonorris need her more than i need oxygen

landonorris i’ll be a passenger princess for you😫

danielricciardo SIMP🫵

landonorris run me over with that car pls

username4 beautiful

username5 i’d kill to have her looks

username6 once again lando is thirsting

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landonorris AWOOOGA🤤🤤

landonorris WOOF WOOF

landonorris GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE

oscarpiastri Zak is disappointed again

landonorris you could beat me up and i’d thank you

username1 looked at myself and sighed

username2 just spent 20 minutes laughing at lando’s comments

username3 life is so unfair

username4 nah fr cause she’s pretty, nice, funny, has a good body, AND is dating an f1 driver

username5 PLEASE BE IN THE PADDOCK THIS WEEKEND🙏🙏

username6 fav wag

username7 she’s so out of lando’s league

username8 if lando was able to pull her, maybe the rest of us have a chance

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landonorris i love you

landonorris i’m all yours

username1 i’m crying this is so sweet

username2 i love boyfriend lando

username3 THE NOSE SCRUNCH🥹

username4 i love them

landonorris i did it for you baby🫶🫶

danielricciardo simp

landonorris yes, and?

username5 HE DID IT YESSSSSSS

username6 this is why you’re the best wag

username7 the difference in the way they compliment each other is crazy

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username1 she’s glowing wow

username2 can lando fight??

username3 face card never declines

landonorris HOLYYY MOLYYYY

landonorris that’s MY girlfriend everyone

landonorris omfg she’s so sexy🤤

landonorris i want her to wrap her legs around my head😫

username4 sorry???

oscarpiastri right, that’s enough instagram for today

username5 the horniness continues

username6 i need her to tell us her highlighter

username7 she’s so perfect it’s unfair

username8 hair is always perfect

[algae-tm]

MATCH MY FREAK

Max Verstappen x Heiress! reader

You have a reputation for being high maintenance, Max thinks you’re perfect (oneshot)

Author’s Note: if you can’t tell I have major writers block on my kill bill series… this is why you plan folks! I’ve kinda written myself into a corner. However, I love doing these lil oneshots so here’s another :)

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yourusername : mom, i am a rich man

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user1 : a rich man yet all your exes say you bleed them dry

— user3 : at that point it’s a skill issue… if they knew they couldn’t keep up they shouldn’t have started dating her

— user1 : you females will defend each other no matter how in the wrong you are. — user3 : not fighting with a dude who calls women females

—user1 : lmao cause you know you’re wrong

user5 : I think oomf on twitter was right, she likes lavish things so she buys them and the men in her life are threatened.

— maxverstappen1 : couldn’t be me I’m very secure in my masculinity!

— user5 : MAX VERSTAPPEN!!!!??????

— user6 : what is bro doing here

— user8 : y/n’s freshly single and brother decides to shoot his shot lmao 🤣🤣

— user1 : brother run away whilst you can she’ll only drain your energy and your bank account.

— maxverstappen1 : me and my bank account can handle it

carlossainz55 : bro @maxverstappen1 thank you for lending me that 5 million euros after I lost my job! — maxverstappen1 : the least I can do brother!

landonorris : Max Verstappen let me win the Miami gp! — maxverstappen1 : No bro it was all you!

georgerussell63 : hey dude @maxverstappen1 when do you want me to return that lambo you lent me?

— maxverstappen1 : of course you can just keep it!

charles_leclerc : max verstappen saved my mother and my dog from my burning yacht, then gave me his spare yacht cause he felt bad!

— maxverstappen1 : no worries say hi to pascale and Leo for me!

danielricciardo : Max Verstappen is the most passionate lover I’ve ever had!

— maxverstappen1 : bro what? — maxverstappen1 : this is not true!

— user6 : lmao Dan I don’t think you did this correctly…

—danielricciardo : I only speak the truth 🤭

maxverstappen1: oh what a coincidence I am also a rich man, we should talk about our similarities over dinner

lewishamilton : catch flights not feelings

— yourusername : so right lew 🖤

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yourusername : is somebody gonna match my freak?

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user23 : isn’t the saying like luxury whispers or something?

— yourusername : why should I whisper? My people deserve to be luxurious loudly!

lewishamilton : I actually have the perfect person to ‘match your freak’ he’s equally as weird as you

— yourusername : 🤨🤨🤨 I’m all ears

— maxverstappen1 : me me me!! He’s talking about me

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maxverstappen1 : I MATCHED HER FREAK!!

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yourusername : yeah you did baby!!

danielricciardo : that should be me 😔😔

— yourusername : stop trying to steal my man!

— danielricciardo : he was mine first!!

— user42 : this dynamic is everything

user44 : max actually bagged a baddie??

— user56 : they’re gunna divorce in like 2 years once he realises she’s too high maintenance…

— maxverstappen1 : NUH UH

lewishamilton : for the role I played any children you have should be named Lewis…

— maxverstappen1 : you extorted me!

— lewishamilton : I helped you get the girl!

— yourusername : yeah max, was I not worth the extortion??

— maxverstappen1 : what no, of course you were! I’d be extorted 1 million times for you!

— user65 : wow they really do match each others freak…

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[f1luvrr]

last couple weeks- lando norris (instagram)

pairings: lando x f!reader

summary: the instagram of lando and his girlfriend in the last couple weeks

an: very quick, requests are open💌

y/ninstagram

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y/nusername i wish someone would look at me the same way lando looks at oscar ( jealous of patty)

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landonorris my love for you in massive so?..

landonorris also why you gotta mug me off in the every post

↪y/nusername it’s my duty to do so, you look hot calm down

user78 WHAT THE HELL

oscarpiastri is actually quite creepy tbh, don't know why he looks at me like that

↪landofan says the man who just is memerizsed by lando in every mclaren video😭🫢

useraa why’s lando like literally dead in the 4 th picture

↪y/nusername cause i killed him

y/nspam

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y/nspam sushi my babes

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yourbestie WHERES MY INVITE

↪ y/nusername EXUSE ME YOU DIDNT ANSWER

landonorris get that tf away from me, don’t come home

↪oscarpiastri you can come to me instead 😉

↪y/nusername yes please oscar

↪landonorris wtaf what about lily?

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landonorris exploring and relaxing done. back to work now 🤟🏻

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user POOR MAX WHAT THE HELL

↪maxfewtrell right, abuse right there i had no choice

lilymhe Y/N BE MINE, we can be a golfer couple, fuck alex and lando

↪alex_albon exuse me?

↪y/nusername WIFE ME UP RN LIL

↪landonorris why you tryna steal, shes mine

↪user29 "she's mine" ugh gonna jump on the highway

y/nusername who dat on the 3rd pic. shes hot

↪ landonorris @ lilymhe, take your woman

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y/nusername swipe to see my beauts cake 🍰 🧁 🎂 (and my lovely wife on the 1st pic next to this random guy)

landonorris which cake 😍😍

landonorris random man is your bf

userw I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE

riabish my wife i love you

↪ y/nusername love you more, come mine rn

charlesleclec ice spice looks exact!!!

landonorris

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landonorris WE DID IT 🏆🏆🏆🏆

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mclaren the winner himself 🏁🏆🏎️

y/nusername YOU DID IT, IM SO PROUD OF YOU

y/nusername oh god i’m crying again🫣

y/nusername YES

maxverstappen yes lando, well done mate🤟🏻🤟🏻

oscarpiastri LANDO LANDO 🏆🏆

↪ username YES LANDO THE WINNER OF MIAMI

y/nusername

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y/nusername HE DID IT, MY BABY DID IT COME ON❤️❤️❤️🏆 (yes i am crying and i haven’t stopped in days)

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landonorris baby don’t cry, cause i will

landonorris love you so much

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↪ user77 we love a supportive gf

user7 SHES CRYING SHES SO SWEET

↪ lilyhme she’s not exaggerating she hasn’t stopped crying since

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f1updates LANDO NORRIS AND Y/N Y/L HAVING A HOT MOMENT AFTER THE CLUB AFTER LANDOS FIRST F1 WIN

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y/nusername @ landonorris told you to wait, now look

landonorris what couldn’t help myself, allow it im a grand prix winner baby 😝

user89 why tf you taking pictures, have some privacy

user1 y/n looks so hot holy fuck

[captainreecejames]

fired by a thirst trap || my ex is a footballer LH44 Edition

summary you date footballer kylian mbappe, that is until a lewis hamilton thirst trap hits the timeline

pairing ex!kylian mbappe x reader, lewis hamilton x reader

faceclaim bruna marquezine

warnings mbappe slander

notes first, please pretend that mbappe to real madrid was announced in april of this year, second please pretend that the golden doodle on the yacht is actually roscoe. thank you for the suspension of disbelief (or however the phrase goes).

part 2

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ynusername before, during, and after the miami gp

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yourmanager that's right she's hot and she knows it ↳ ynusername 😘😘

mercedesamgf1 loved having you yn, come again soon ↳ ynusername thank you so much for having me!!

yourstylist from Miami to the met gala! ↳ ynusername light work 💪🏼

username12 she's so pretty it makes me want to die og

username13 that post break up glowup really is hitting

username1 how childish to break up with someone over what they wore to a date, yn your a bitch ↳ ynusername *you're 😉 ↳ username2 LOL SUCKS TO SUCK username1

lewishamilton you're gonna kill it on the carpet later ↳ ynusername you + me = slaying the met gala carpet ↳ lewishamilton you 🤝me = killing it on the dancefloor

username14 yn what have you done with my weird ass uncle?? you're making him cool

username15 I'm crying yn is really making lewis enter his active era again ↳ username16 if a woman as beautiful as yn was talking to me you bet your ass I'm refreshing my phone to see if she said something ↳ username15 you 🤝 lewis simping after yn

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ynusername but it's the monaco grand prix

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lewishamilton is it? Who's playing? ↳ ynusername no one's playing. its the grand prix, I never miss the Monaco grand prix ↳ lewishamilton 😂😉

roscoelovescoco we loves yous ❤️❤️ ↳ ynusername Roscoe 🫶🏼😭 ↳ username26 not Roscoe using a red heart ↳ username6 next thing we know roscoe's account is locked by merc 😭

username27 forget the red heart yn's got lewis participating in memes. merc admin is screaming crying throwing up rn ↳ username28 mercedes social media team has been begging lewis to do content, meanwhile he's over here giggling kicking his feet with yn

username29 fuck all y'all, who got yn the roses ↳ username30 idk probably the man who's yacht she's on ↳ ynusername 🤐🤐

username35 when her and lewis treat the paddock as their own personal fashion show, you won't catch me complaining ↳ username36 I know the French man is crying right now, she upgraded so fucking hard ↳ username37 she's just a gold digging whore, glad he left her ↳ username36 idk, maybe if he made an effort SHE wouldn't have left him

charles_leclerc was lovely meeting you yn! ↳ ynusername HEY get off your phone and go enjoy your win!!! 😠 ↳ charles_leclerc okay mom ↳ username31 someone update the f1 family tree, yn is now Charles mom via her relationship with lewis ↳ ynusername I'm too young to be a mom, let alone a grandma. 😂😂

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post note: also, in my head this was going all the way past the canadian grand prix and going to feature some of the mercedes social media admin debacles, but it got too long and i really don't want to pile on to them when I think they got fired.

[ham1lton]

PARTY IN THE U.S.A!

pairings: charles leclerc x actress!reader.

faceclaim: rachel mcadams.

summary: before the miami grand prix, o/s posts you and charles goes on a journey to find you. too bad that time has plans of its own.

author’s note: the request said you wanted to have reader be introduced to charles through another driver’s gf but because i’m egotistical, i chose to link this to the nepo sister universe. so they meet through o/s. also i changed it up slightly! this can be read independently of the nsu but it’ll be more enjoyable if you read the other works.

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oldersister: our new film ‘material girl’ is now out! enjoy my cameo in my best friend’s film! so proud of her and the most incredible team who worked with us to create this incredible film. thank you for allowing me to be a part of this 💕

neposisreader: a smile might be good.

-> oldersister: nothing to smile about in my life.

-> neposisreader: i already apologised for bringing lando to dinner without a warning!

user3: running to the cinema to watch this!

user1: so jealous of her life icl.

user4: no cause i had no clue o/s and y/n are childhood besties?! this changes everything.

user5: the two pretty best friends everyone has been looking for.

landonorris: whooo look at my sister in law 🥳

-> oldersister: blocking you immediately actually.

-> landonorris: WAIT !! 😩😭

user6: what’s charles doing here in the likes 🤨

-> user7: he’s friends with o/s. that’s probably all there is to it.

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yourusername: i had the best time working with the most magnificent group of people on this movie. ‘material girl’ is currently out! i had the opportunity to work with the best and make something truly unforgettable. keep an eye out for my bestie’s cameo! also my niece came to come visit me on set. my favourite gift <3

neposisreader: mrs fluffkins is evil.

-> yourusername: she’s an angel!

-> oldersister: exactly! thank you!!

-> yourusername: you know i got you bestie 😘

user1: you look so good in this shade of blonde!

user2: brb running to get my regina george halloween costume.

user3: charles liking y/n related posts? hmmm 🤨 you not slick baby.

*liked by landonorris.*

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ynswife: our girl y/n dropped to the jimmy fallon show to spill all the gossip about her newest film, her love of miami and her best friend oldersister.

user1: i love her tan and this hair on her!

-> user2: she’s always so happy and bubbly after spending time with o/s. that’s truly her girl.

user3: i watched material girl with my best friends and i almost cried at the end when regina had her big speech. i love y/n’s acting sm.

-> user4: she’s going to be in the david fincher adaptation of gone girl! so excited for her! she’s gonna kill it!

user8: did you guys notice how she stayed silent when the topic of her love life came up? she’s always so quick to mention she’s single….

-> user9: when she comes out as dating o/s >>>>

-> user17: when the doctors come back with your tests and legally diagnose you with delusional tendencies >>>

-> user12: what if she’s dating charles?? he’s been interacting with a lot of her accounts recently…

-> user7: i’m gonna put my hand on yours when i say this okay? that’s not happening beloved.

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yourusername: miami i lovee youu 😘

oldersister: when did you take that pic of us?

-> yourusername: the lady behind us took it! she sent it to me through airdrop <3 you looked so cute i had to post it.

-> user1: they’re 100% dating.

-> user2: nah they’re definitely friends.

user3: WHO IS THE GUY IN THE THIRD PIC?

-> user4: it’s her costar! the proportions match!

-> charles_leclerc: no it isn’t. lol.

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charles_leclerc: here is my ‘hard launch’ and now that i’ve got your attention. go watch my amazing talented girlfriend in her newest movie ‘material girl’.

oldersister: i still don’t like this.

-> landonorris: charles and i are in-laws now 😘

-> oldersister: who unblocked you from my instagram???

-> landonorris: WAIT NO 😭

user1: yasss watch this masterpiece of a movie!!

*liked by charles_leclerc.*

user2: king of promotion. y/n needs to get him a job in the marketing department.

danielricciardo: watched this film five times and if you saw me cry… no i didn’t.

user3: they’re actually so cute together?? this is growing on me.

yourusername: approved ✔️

-> charles_leclerc: just jumped in joy 😍‼️

[ynboxbox]

lust for life - ms47 & cl16

✰ pairing: mick schumacher vs charles leclerc x fem ! senna ! haas ! reader

✰ summary: what happens to mick and y/n's relationship when y/n is chosen as the new ferrari driver alongside her childhood karting crush, charles leclerc?

✰ a/n bit of a spicy one for my first sma! big sorry to mick fans :-( also this is set in late 2022!

👤 mickschumacher •••

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mickschumacher Summer lovin' @ynsenna

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landonorris mega goals

haasf1team you two 🫶

username ok but why didn't she like the post ??

username lmao what are you implying

username calm down its not that srs

👤 ynsenna •••

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ynsenna 🤷‍♀️

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danielricciardo in your mindfulness era 🧿

username girl where is your boyfriend 💀

username wtf weirdo all her posts dont have to be abt him

username yk shes her own person right?

username her not posting mick is sending mee

username caption 😳

👤 wearetherace •••

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wearetherace RUMOUR ⚠️ Ferrari are considering Y/N Senna for the 2022 season, and have been in talks with Haas to release her from her 2 year contract early.

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username YES YES YES

username finally she can get out of that shitbox 😭

username she'll just be trading one shitbox for another tho

username expect lots of crashes for ferrari 😂

username she hasnt even crashed out once this season...

username stfu misogynist

username side eye

username bye im so happy for her.

username isgt shes gonna win a championship just like her dad

👤 f1gossipofficial •••

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f1gossipofficial Celebrations for Y/N? The driver was seen partying hard last night at E11even club in Miami through several close friends' instagram stories, and was captured leaving with an unknown man close by her side in the early hours of this morning.

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username NAURRRR I KNEW IT. THEY BROKE UP

username so mick wasnt there ???

username doesnt look like it 😭

username no apparently just some "guy"

╰┈➤ username yeah who lwk looks like charles

username dont call me crazy but i swear thats charles with her in the last photo?

username why is nobody talking about the fact that this probably means she signed with ferrari tho

username lmao yall thats not charles

👤 charles_leclerc •••

Via Instagram stories

👤 ynsenna •••

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ynsenna gunther might kill me for this post but... all the rumours are, in fact, true ;)

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username OH MY GOD

username Y/N AND CHARLES IN THE SAME TEAM

username why do i already ship them ??

lizzo obsessed.

susie_wolff 👏

charles_leclerc ALL of them? 😂

ynsenna ahahah

username OH ???

username sharl u drama whore

username do u guys remember the interview where y/n said her dream teammate would be charles... yeah. 😭

fernandoalo_oficial 🎊

username no im literally shaking rn

username AAAAHHHH OH MY FUCKING GOD

👤 mickschumacher •••

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mickschumacher Proud ❤️

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👤 ynupdates •••

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ynupdates Mick posted a congratulations for Y/N's new position at ferrari! They were also seen together in Florida on one of her family members' stories.

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username lmao why did ppl think they actually broke up?

username idk it just feels a bit off to me, he literally only put one word and a love heart :/

╰┈➤ username yall are so weird. stop inventing.

username why did he disable comments 💀

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╰┈➤ username its bc she had a crush on him lol

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f1 BREAKING: Mick Schumacher to depart Haas at the end of the 2022 season.

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f1gossipofficial Jessa & Charles were spotted kissing outside of Zedd's show at LIV Miami last night. It is currently unknown whether Jessa and Mick have broken up.

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[dearabby1990]

Chapter 35: Best friends day out

You’re finally done drying your hair & add a little makeup just to brighten up your face a bit & spray some of your favorite perfume. Heading downstairs towards the living room you noticed how oddly quiet it is for a house full of guys only to be met with gareth relaxing on the sofa watching Miami vice he notices you & sits up “hey goober the others went out shopping for god knows what you know how Eddie gets when he wants something so I figured I’d stay behind maybe we could have a best buds day beings it’s been awhile since we hung out just us two figured we could grab a bite & hit the record store or something” you smile and plop on the sofa next to him “sounds good fluff & stuff” you giggle & toss him your car keys & you barely let anyone drive your baby it’s a 1961 Chevy bel air not as spiffy as the one you all had for prom but still you cherish it beings it was your moms car putting lots of love & care into it replacing parts with Eddie’s help & she just got a new paint job as a gift from your love he knows how much you love light purple so he went ahead & had jimmy paint it all for you. “Really?! I can drive Paula?! Sweet!!” You laugh and you both take off to the car “man this is so fuckin cool jame!” He starts up the engine & the radio pops on you dig through your cassettes & pull out Billy Squire & show it to him “oh fuck yeah pop it in!” “Alright this is gonna be the best day ever!” My kinda lover comes on & you & gareth are singing & using your bottle of cola as a microphone laughing having a ball “oh I have an idea gare bear watch this” you flip the switch to drop the top and his eyes bulge from his head “no fuckin way this is so bad ass!” You both have the wind in your hair & not a care in the world your glad you got to spend time with gareth you both haven’t had fun like this since middle school. He pulls into the parking lot & you notice he took you to your old fave spot his parents would take you guys here before the end of the camping trips before your parents would pick you up. An old 50’s style malt shop with the best milkshakes & burgers Indiana had to offer waitresses on roller skates 🛼 glide up to your car with a note pad & pen “welcome to Marybeth’s malt shop my name is Dolores I’ll be your server what can I get for y’all this fine afternoon?” She says with a megawatt smile teal dress white apron pink skates blonde hair in a high ponytail chewing gum gareth knows me well enough to where he knows what I always get so he orders for us both “yes can we get 2 bacon cheeseburgers an order of cheese fries & 2 black cows” (old school drink gross but very popular it’s cola & ice cream like a root beer float) “sure hun anything else for you & your lovely lady?” “Oh we’re just best friends but that’s all thanks” she winks at gareth “I’ll be right out with your drinks” she skates off. You start laughing hysterically “WHAT?!” He’s confused as to why you think something is so funny “she was totally checking you out man as soon as you said we’re friends her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree” you start laughing again “bullshit she’s just being nice it’s her job!” You try to calm you laughing for a minute “okay we’ll see about that” he turns to you “what does that mean?” “Ohh you’ll see” she comes skating back with your drinks “here you both go here’s some straws is there anything else I can get you both?” You look at gareth and smirk “actually Dolores my friend here has an extra ticket to guns & roses & needs a date & you’re so beautiful maybe you two can go together hed need your number though” his face is red he looks like he wants to kill you “really?! Yes I’d love that!” She scribbles down her number and hands it to gareth and skates back off into the restaurant “how the fuck & I don’t have an extra ticket to shit Jamie what the hell?!” You pull out an envelope & pass it to him “this was supposed to be a part of your graduation gift but I can see you need it now more then later” he rips it open to pull out two front row center seats to guns & roses & flies across the gears to engulf you into a hug.

You both eat your lunch talking of ideas of what to look for in the record store. “I still can’t believe this shit what a day & it’s only the damn afternoon not only did I get a date but I have tickets to the hottest concert in Hawkins this month thanks to you jame thanks for hanging with me today” he nudges into your shoulder you chuckle “no problem fluff & stuff but let’s hurry I have to get something for Eddie at the record store as part of his graduation gift OH! Before I forget I wanna throw a graduation party for Eddie & hellfire but I want to surprise him you think you guys could help me out?” “You don’t have to tell me twice I’m here for whatever ya need”. Pulling into a parking spot you both bolt into the record store grabbing the new Iron Maiden album for Eddie knowing he’s been wanting it for quite some time. Gareth finding all he was looking for “so what else did you get him for graduation?” You smirk at him “well… I was gonna keep this a complete secret but since I know you’re good at not spilling the beans I’ll tell you since it involves us all.. so I have an account from when mom passed I haven’t touched a red cent at all I have it for future decisions but I wanted to splurge a little so I went ahead & got us all tickets to fly out to Detroit for a few days not only to go on a trip but two concerts I got us all tickets to see Kiss & 6 days after that we go see… METALLICA!!” His eyes bug out of his head “I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!” He’s swinging you around the store almost taking out a whole display you’re cracking up. “I love ya too gare bear but remember secret!” He nods like a mad man “my lips are sealed promise.. oh man this is gonna be so fucking cool!!” You both head to check out it’s almost dinner time you’ll have to head back to start cooking sundown isn’t too far away. Hopping in the car you & gareth had a ball & have to try and make time for all your friends from now on.

[ladysophiebeckett]

I just saw one of your ysblf posts about Betty being ready to save Armando one last time and it got me thinking, if the board meeting had been successful somehow (I know, I know, it not only implies that Betty didn’t hear Mario and Armando’s talk about getting rid of her, but also that Daniel didn’t find out about the real state of the company which was very difficult), how was Betty going to tell Armando she was leaving? And how would he tell her he couldn’t call off his wedding? Would Betty tell him she read the letter or keep it to herself? Would Armando marry Marcela? I have so many questions about this hypothetical scenario 🤣

Okay so, let's pretend that Daniel never got wind about Embargo Kelly Redbook (aka Big Red Book of Public Embargos), and that Betty didn't hear an out of context (but still incriminating) conversation.

However, she was determined to leave; she had already told her parents 'hey I'm quitting', she told Nicolas to enjoy his last date with Patricia, she had all of Terramoda's paperwork and up to date balance ready to go. And she had accepted a job fm Catalina, which was originally going to send her to Miami. So she wasn't even supposed to leave that day (day of the meeting). And then her diary entry is 'This is gonna be over soon. I'm gonna do him one last favor. I will go far away where I wont hear about his wedding and he can get married in peace'. That's the gist of it.

Nothing in her last entry implies that she was ever gonna tell him that she knew about the plan or the letter.

I think one of two things would have happened--either Betty was gonna resign in front of the board like she does in canon (so that Armando wouldn't try to stop her) or Betty was gonna disappear into the Bogota fog without a trace. As in, she was going to resign quietly by putting all the information plus her resignation on his desk while he isn't there. Only for him to have found it after she's already gone. Or maybe he sees her leaving it on his desk and they have one final confrontation.

It could go either way. And the reason I say that is bc Betty does what she does in canon out of impulsive anger. She puts the real balance in the folders and the copies of the letter so Armando understands why she's turning them both in. Because revealing the truth also affects her, which is something people forget all time. Her professional integrity\reputation is shattered as a consequence of revealing the actual state of the company and how she played a part in that.

As for Armando, the last card he gives Betty (after trying to kill Nicolas) he means it when he tells her he's gonna call off the wedding (but after the meeting). Marcela even knows that he wants to call off the wedding based on their drunk conversation the night before the meeting. His parents arrive day of the meeting and they've already heard the rumor that he wants to cancel the wedding. The Wedding Cancellation Pollen is BEEN in the air for WEEKS and only just NOW are people getting a wiff of it and claiming allergies.

Unfortunately, despite Armando being determined to cancel that wedding, Mario does get to him and also unfortunately, if the meeting went as planned and the lies remained intact for Functioning Business Facade---Armando would have tried talking to Betty and yet again, tell her that he needed more time, that he needed to go through with the wedding. Betty, at that point, would be at her most absolute limit and here he was letting her down one last time with one more lie. I think that would drive Betty to finally confront him. And of course after said confrontation, they would get interrupted by someone annoying (marcela) and Betty would take that opportunity to disappear into the Bogota fog with her ticket to Cartagena.

All of that being said, would Armando go through with the wedding?

No.

If we are pretending that everything goes smoothly with all the balance\financial fraud thing and him saying 'hey I'm gonna get married anyway pls wait for me' and Betty just disappears--he's gonna go crazy. Both Betty and Armando are at their limit. Betty, bc Armando keeps asking things of her professionally and personally and she believes he's lying to her, Armando bc everyone else keeps asking things of him--to continue his relationship with marcela, to continue stringing betty along, to keep the company intact.

If Betty disappears, his life falls apart.

He would have called it off and he would have done it in the worst way possible. Like, in an ugly yelling burst bc he can't find Betty. (for example). In between all of that, (Betty confronting him or not) something would eventually click for him. Her leaving without a trace and having no one to blame for that but himself--it would force him to confront what he didn't want to see for months.

In this scenario Armando would have everything; his presidency intact, the financial fraud secrecy intact, his goals being met (more lies), but he wouldn't have Betty. And he would realize that those things no longer matter and wouldn't be able to continue living another lie (marrying marcela).

I know I sound biased for saying that but he literally can't stand Marcela. He's been treating her terribly (and vice versa) for quite some time. I don't believe he would have been able to go through with it but I do think he would have told Betty to wait for him. It's all very depressing to think about.

[fangirlingfromdownunder]

Comfort in an Early Morning Shopping Spree

Summary - Part 41 in the Comfort series

Pairing - Dean Winchester x Reader, Reader x Sam (platonic), Reader x Bobby (father-figure), Andre (OG Character) x Reader (best friends)

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A/N: I’m sorry this chapter is a little on the shorter side. Life’s been a little busy recently but I still wanted to get something out for you guys. 

When Dean emerges from the bathroom you’re fast asleep. He lies on his makeshift bed on the small hotel couch tossing and turning for a while before he gives up and decides to go for a walk to clear his head. As he walks down the quiet and empty hall he finds an unlocked balcony and decides to call Sam and fill him in on the past day’s events. Despite being the middle of the night by now, Sam still answers on the second ring, obviously impatient to find out about Dean’s ambiguous text the night before.

“Dean?”

“Hey, Sammy.”

“You ok? Y/N? What’s with the werewolf? I swear I was about to hijack a car and drive back out to Miami.”

“It’s just…It’s all too much too quick, Sammy. I can’t. I don’t know how…I just don’t know what I’m doing.”

“About what? Is it Y/N? Did the werewolf take her? You should-”

“He did, but I got her back. She’s safe. She’s sleeping.”

“Alright, so then what’s up? You don’t know how to be a husband? Trust me, you just need to be yourself, she’s head over heels for you.”

“I know. It’s not that. Well, it is. But she wants a kid, Sam. And I can’t. And she’s freaking stubborn.”

“Of course she’s stubborn. She has to put up with your ass every day.”

“Not helping, Sam. She’s taken in a freaking werewolf pup and she wants to raise her. I had to go out and buy an actual heart to feed it and then watch it devour it with blood everywhere. I can’t do that again. It’s a monster and she wants me to let it in the Bunker. Into our home. I won’t do it. I can’t.”

“A werewolf pup? I gotta say, that’s not what I expected. But you know she’s trying to fill a hole after the miscarriage.”

“I know. But with a werewolf? You know they killed her family?”

“I know. Well, if she’s set on this, are you at least gonna talk to Garth?”

“Yeah, gonna drive up there in the morning.”

“Alright. Well, good luck.”

‘Yeah, night, Bitch.”

“Night, Jerk.”

Dean hangs up and sneaks quietly back into your shared room. Despite attempting to be quiet he notices you stir as he steps inside. 

“Where’d you go?” you ask, half asleep.

“Just to call Sam and fill him in. Go back to sleep.”

“The bed’s so big. Cuddle?”

He starts to shake his head but stops when he sees you frown. He sits on the edge of the bed and you slide over a little carefully, trying not to disturb the pup cuddled into your other side. You hold the blanket open for him and he lays down beside you, letting you snuggle up to him. 

“I’ll stay here till you fall back to sleep.”

You go to reply, desperate to get things off your mind, but wary of the potential eavesdropper you stay quiet and just relish in your husband’s warmth. But as you listen to his heartbeat, you can tell it’s elevated; he’s stressed and uncomfortable. You wait a few minutes for it to even out but when it doesn’t you sit up a little to give him space.

He frowns as you pull away. “What’s wrong? You generally fall asleep within seconds in this position?”

“I know. But you’re not comfortable.”

“What do you mean? I’m always comfortable with you in my arms. Or do you mean I’m not comfortable? We can try a different position.”

“You’re tense. Your heart is racing. I mean, you’re not comfortable here. You should go sleep on the couch. Not because I’m asking you to, but because you’ll be more comfortable there. And we have a long drive tomorrow.”

“I’m sorry,” he whispers as he crawls out of the bed. Before he gets too far away you grasp his wrist and pull him back down for a quick kiss and then release him. 

You watch as he goes and lays on the couch. You wait until he starts to snore before settling back down again and willing yourself to fall back asleep.

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Dean manages to get a few hours of sleep before the sun rises, but when he wakes up and can’t get back to sleep he decides to start the day. He sneaks out silently, letting you and Destiny get in a few more hours. He drives around the city streets attempting to clear his head while waiting for the shops to open. Sometime after seven, the streets start to come to life with shopkeepers flicking over their signs, unlocking doors and sprucing up displays. Spotting a middle-aged lady straightening out small dresses on a rack, he pulls a park and wanders back down the street on a mission. 

As he approaches the lady she looks up and gives him a bright smile.

“Good morning,” she says brightly.

“Morning,” Dean says as pleasantly as he can manage through his exhaustion and stress. 

“How can I help you today? Looking for a pretty dress for your daughter? Any special occasion?”

“Uh…No. No occasion,” Dean replies a bit too quickly and then adds, “Just looking to update her wardrobe a little. In truth, I’m completely out of my depth, this is much more my wife’s department.”

“No problem. I can help. What size is she?”

Dean tries to think quickly and play the role of a present father. “Well, she’s five, so a size five?”

“Alright then. Let’s have a look at what I’ve got.”

She leads him inside and moves around the store smoothly, almost like a practised waltz as she pulls out a selection of dresses, shirts, pants and skirts from the racks and holds them up for Dean to nod or shake his head for. After what feels like an eternity for Dean, but in reality is actually half an hour he’s finally emerging with two bulging bags of assorted outfits. 

He makes a second stop at a cafe to pick up some coffee and pastries, then he begrudgingly goes to another butcher and buys a kilo of lamb hearts; which sounds like a lot even as he says it he’s unsure but really it’s only five hearts. He figures that should get her to Garth’s place anyway. When he finally gets back to Baby it’s almost 9 am. He’s almost back at the hotel when he feels a buzz in his pocket. He checks the screen quickly seeing your name flash up. Knowing it would be quicker to just keep driving and explain in person he slides his phone back into his pocket and continues driving. 

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[somethingusefulfromflorida]

In some cities, bad drivers will curse you out with absolutely no hard feelings. They will call you a motherfucker or a jackass and then immediately forget you, it was nothing personal, same shit as always, welcome to New York. But some cities are full of the type of psychos who will curse you out and then follow you around. If you flip someone off in Miami, there's a better than even chance that they're going to choose violence.

Best case scenario they follow you for a few blocks, maybe a few miles, then get bored and turn back (you can usually shake these bastards by getting on the highway). More likely they'll wait until you park somewhere then get out of their car and start banging on your window; if you call the cops, they'll probably leave, but if you don't, they will wait you out. They will pretend to leave, but actually they're parking across the street to see if you leave your car unattended; if so, they'll break your windows and slash your tires and steal everything that isn't nailed down.

Worst case scenario, they will kill you.

South Florida is teeming with emotionally and intellectually stunted monsters who think Castle Doctrine means they are legally allowed to commit murder so long as they have line of sight with their own car at the time. They're itching for an excuse to sate their bloodlust, and depending on what part of town you're in they might get away with it. Depends on the police chief, depends on the mayor, depends on the judges. Self-defense is whatever they say it is.

North Florida is an entirely different beast which I'm still getting used to, so when someone gets mad at me because I had the audacity to honk at them for running a stop sign and almost t-boning me, I tense up and prepare to fight for my life. Nothing has ever come of it, I've never had to defend myself physically. The closest I came was when some bitchass teenager confronted me at a gas station because I got to an open pump before he did, but he backed away when I stood to full height and asked what the fuck he was talking about. He didn't flinch, I'm not gonna pretend like I scared him, but I'm a LARGE man and he probably did the mental math and realized he couldn't take me in a fight. He went to go pay inside and I took a picture if his license plate because I thought we were playing by Miami Rules and he was gonna follow me, but no, I finished filling up and left before he came back out.

[crystalbeetle888]

Animal Instinct Pt.3

Charles X reader X Erik In the wake of losing a friend, you seek out revenge on Sebastian Shaw. However, you are not the only one after him, as a team of meddling mutants try to convince you to join forces. Will you give in to these persuasive outcasts, and join their family? or do it alone as you always have?

Master List Pt.2 - Pt.3 - Pt.4

Word Count: 2,187

Content: Violence, swearing, sexual references, possible bigotry it’s the 60s, slow burn, some angst, eventual happy ending, maybe smut?

After waking up at noon from a very disappointing night, you decide to hit the town and get absolutely hammered. Dressing in a pair of Levi’s, a mid-length crop top, and your Afghan jacket, you leave the motel. You didn’t have anywhere specific in mind, only that it needed to be loud and crowded to drown out your self-deprecating thoughts. You were disappointed that you didn’t finish the job, and now you’ve missed your only chance to kill him, and avenge Star. After wandering aimlessly around the streets you finally find an acceptable bar. The room is warm, loud music plays over the speakers, boisterous laughter echoes across the room. Sifting through the crowd you find a seat at the bar and plop yourself down. Drink after drink, you shot down the hard liquor with ease. One of the issues with your regenerative powers is that it takes an unholy amount of alcohol to get tipsy, let alone proper drunk. After a while the bartender decides to just leave you with the bottle of vodka, instead of continuously refilling your glass. You prop your head up on your hand, watching the TV in the corner of the room. “That’s a lot of alcohol for a little lady” A man sits down next to you at the bar, “Fuck off prick” you spit, not even sparing him a glance. He chuckles, pulling out a cigar. You cringe at the scent, reminding you of Shaw and the blood he’s spilt. He pauses sensing your discomfort “You from around here?”, “No,” you reply flatly. You can see him in your peripheral, black flannel, white shirt, wide shoulders, slicked back hair. You turn to him properly “What do you want?” You ask plainly. He chuffs in amusement “Absolutely nothing bub” you hum is suspicion, staring at him momentarily before turning back to the TV. The man continues to sit next to you in silence as you throw back the vodka. Eventually, the bottle runs dry and you pay for your tab, “You sure can handle your liquor” he comments as you start to leave. Hopping off the stool you stumble, the man catching your arm “I spoke to soon” he says. You pat him on his pleasantly muscular shoulder “Thanks” you grin at him, suddenly feeling much better about everything. You give his arm a slight squeeze “Nice” you whisper causing him to snicker and shake his head. Giving him one last pat, you stagger out the bar and back into the street. Ready to head home now that you're successfully drunk. You enjoy the feel of the cool night air against your hot sweaty skin as you make your way back to the motel, throwing yourself into bed. 

After the rather unsuccessful meeting with the directors of the CIA, Charles, and Moira, are escorted by Agent Platt to the Miami coast, to hopefully arrest Sebastian Shaw and his accomplices. The night is warm, the coast guard ship buzzes with excitement as they get ready to approach Shaws’ vessel. Once close enough, the ships spot lights turn on, flares are shot, and teams of speedboats are sent ahead. “This is the US Coast Guard. Do not attempt to move your vessel. Stay where you are” The announcement blares loudly over the speakers. Charles is frosted out of Shaws' mind has he attempts to enter it, “I've lost Shaw, I’ve lost him. There’s something blocking me. This has never happened to me before. I think there’s someone like me on that ship” he bounces from foot to foot anxiously. “Like you?” Moria asks, “I’m sorry, a telepath. This is incredible, I could actually feel her inside my mind. I’m very sorry, but I don’t think I’m gonna be much help tonight, you’re on your own” Moira and Agent Platt look at one another helplessly.

The speedboats are suddenly thrown into the air by a pair of small fabricated tornados “Oh god”, “Jesus”, “Get inside” Platt ushers the two. Rushing through the door, Charles grasps his head in pain, “Are you okay?” Moira asks him concernedly. “There’s someone else out there” he replies, rushing out the door and across the deck “There” he points to the large anchor chains floating out of the water.

The anchor rips through the captain's quarters before splitting the ship in half. The three stand in awe, watching as a set of lights emerge from below Shaws’ ship, a small man being pulled behind it in the water. “Let go! You have to let it go!” Charles tries to yell out to him. “You’ve got to put someone in the water to help him!” he insists to Platt. The mysterious man in the water refuses to listen even as he is pulled under, the submarine diving deeper into the oceans depths. Hurriedly, Charles runs across the deck, throwing his coat off and diving in. He lands on top of the other man, wrapping his arms securely around his torso ‘You can’t. You’ll drown. You have to let go. I know what this means to you, but you’re going to die' The man continues to magnetically hold onto the submarine, dragging them both further out. 'Please Erik, calm your mind' Charles persists, finally able to convince him, they swim for the surface. The submarine disappearing into the dark. Breaking for air, Erik thrashes against Charles “Get off me!” he yells breathlessly. “Calm down. Just breathe. We're here!” he attempts to comfort him. 

“Who are you?” Erik asks panicked, “My name is Charles Xavier”, “You were inside my head. How did you do that?”, “You have your tricks, I have mine. I’m like you. Just calm your mind”. Erik pauses, taken aback “I thought I was alone” he says somberly. “You’re not alone” Charles reassures him “Erik, you’re not alone”.

Waking up alone in your motel room, you were slightly disappointed you didn’t drink harder or bring home that hunky man from the bar. You roll around in bed until noon, still in the clothes from the night before. Given that the only thing worthwhile to do while in Vegas is to drink and gamble, that's what you decide to fill your evening with. Leaving the motel, you note that this is your last night here before you should head back home. Not that you had much of a home anymore. You had friends all over the world, but Star, she really made you feel at home. She wasn’t afraid of you when you revealed your abilities, nor did she judge you for your weird animalistic habits. Finding another acceptable bar you enter, ready to do a repeat of last night. 

Back in London, Charles stands under cerebro, the machine allowing him to view mutants and humans far and wide. He feels connected to them, their thoughts, their memories, their hopes and dreams, he can feel it all. Charles searches through the sea of people for mutants that may be useful in the fight against Shaw. He thinks back to that woman he saw inside Morias’ head ‘Her mutation seemed to be similar, but more versatile than Ravens’. He concentrates on the image of her, trying to find her location. There she is, amongst the fog she sits alone at a bar. Charles can feel her pain and anger, as well as her deep loneliness. ‘Such a unique face’ he muses to himself, gazing at her sad eyes. He finds her features interesting, not in a bad way, she just seems to appear differently than most women, something more untamed? He couldn’t quite place how he felt about her. She had wild looking eyes and messy hair, she wasn’t poorly dressed, just unrefined. Something Charles wasn’t used to in his women. He chastises himself for lingering on the thought for too long, he has a job to finish. Once he selects his favourite candidates, Charles and Erik decide to leave London immediately in order to start recruitting them. He knows who they’re visiting first.

The trip to Vegas was good, Charles using the time to better get to know Erik and the extent of his abilities. Erik also fascinated him, his powers could have so many practical applications. But so many dangerous ones too.

Obviously, by the time they arrived in Vegas the woman was no longer at the bar, but Charles had peeped into her mind briefly to locate her dwellings. The motel was.. dingy to say the least, and the older woman at the front desk tried to make a pass at them as they entered. They politely declined of course, explaining to her they were  here to meet a friend. Walking up to the fifth floor Erik follows Charles lead as they make their way down the hall. "She’s in here" Charles says hesitantly, having seen this woman's violent outburst, he’s not entirely sure how to approach the situation. Erik, not knowing anything about it, gives him a questioning look before going ahead and knocking on the door. 

Absolutely miserable, you lay face down in your bed, you only have a few hours before you're required to leave. You think about going back to London, the connections you’ve built there. You’ve always hated restarting your life again somewhere new, there was always this awkward phase where you didn’t know anybody. A knock at the door interrupts your slightly drunk self wallowing. You lift your head groggily, hair falling messily across your face. They knock again, “Yeah I’m coming!” You yell at them. Stumbling to the door, you swing it open, two well dressed men standing there patiently “Evening ma’am, my name is Charles Xavier and this is my associate Erik Lensherr” You stare at them, blinking slowly. Charles looks at his friend awkwardly, clearing his throat “We’ve come to offer you a job opportunity” Erik says smoothly.

Your mood shifts, the conversation reminding you of your first encounter with Shaw. “I’m not interested” you say shortly, pulling the door shut. Charles wedges his foot in the doorway, stopping you from shutting them out “Please just listen, I know what you’ve been through. I know you seek revenge on Shaw for the death of your friend, but this is not the way to do it. Let us help you, we can bring Shaw to justice together” You are taken aback at his apparent knowledge of you “Please, Y/N, don’t let your fear and anger control you” Charles pleads with you desperately. You loosen your grip on the door, allowing him to open it fully. “May we come in?” He asks quietly. You nod, not trusting the lump in your throat. They walk in awkwardly, standing at the end of your bed as you close the door and sit down cautiously. 

“Thank you, for hearing us out” Charles says, you nod in response “What do you mean ‘bringing Shaw down’?” you ask quietly. “Shaw plans to start a nuclear war with the Russians, his motives are unclear. We do know he is collecting mutants to aid him,” Erik replies, “Mutants?” You ask. The two of them look at each other confused “People with special abilities, mutations, people like us” Charles explains. “Like us?” you raise your brow, looking them up and down. Neither of them seem to be abnormal. Erik looks to Charles before flicking his wrist, the window closes and the metal room fan turns on. You jump as the items coming to life “It’s quite warm in here, don’t you think?” he says nonchalantly. “And you?” you look to Charles. He places two fingers on his temple, a moment passing before you notice the change in Eriks attire.

Suddenly instead of a crisp three piece suit, he’s wearing a short blue sequin dress, a red bob, and a pair of lady's heels. You snort, covering your mouth as you try to hold back your laughter “Pretty good isn’t it” Charles chuckles along. Erik looks to him confused, his sassy bob swaying dramatically “You’ve never looked better darling” Charles jests to him. Erik does look quite handsome, even in his dress you note. You don't notice it, but Charles' eyes glint mischievously, as he is still, obviously, inside your mind.

“So what, you can move objects and you can change peoples’ clothes?” your heart feels somewhat lighter after a good laugh. “I’m a telepath, and he can control metal,” Charles explains, “And you can shapeshift, can’t you?”. You shrug your shoulders “Sort of, people are harder to mimic than animals”. He nods in understanding, “I know someone who might be able to help you with that Y/N. If you join us in our fight against Shaw, we could help train you to better understand the full extent of your abilities. Unlock the secrets of your mutation” Charles eyes light up with passion “So what do you say?”.

You hesitate for a moment. Looking around you at where you’ve gotten yourself, alone, drunk, fucking miserable. ‘This might be the last chance I’ve got’ you think back to Shaw and what he did to Star, about how he got away. You nod your head “Okay, I’ll join you”.

[pokechbi]

Chapter 2 <3

"What the fuck, Cassidy." Here we go again.. I thought to myself. I can never catch a break. 

Mark gets out of the driver's side and slams the door. Hard. I almost flinch, but the encounter we just had with that Detective had to be the most humbling thing that had happened to Mark. And that pleased me. I was distracted in my own thoughts when Mark yelled at me to help him unload our belongings from the car. 

Well if you're the strong man you claim to be, do it your fucking self. I almost giggled. I was loving my newfound confidence. I was happy that I had something to distract myself mentally. I had some hope for my new start. 

As I get out of the passenger side door, I inhale the cold, crisp, misty air that smelled of grass and dew. I smiled at the freshness of the cold suburban air, glad that I can breathe again. While I missed the sunny, bustling climate of Miami, I won't say that it isn't congested and loud. And very hot. The winter quietness of my new little place was refreshing. 

"You seem to like it here already" Mark says. I didn't ask for his two cents.

"I do love it. It's so fresh and quiet. I'm glad we came." I say. I'd better stay on his good side for now if I actually want to enjoy it here. At least until I'm ready to haul ass away from him. 

"Now that's more like it. See how we have such good times when you're grateful for what I do for us?" He chuckles. He walks away from his side of the car where he's unloading, and approaches me. He puts an arm around my shoulders and kisses my forehead. Don't cringe. Don't cringe. I lean into his shoulder, and smile as we look at our quaint little house. The exterior paint was gray and white, with a rounded exterior window. I couldn't wait to get inside. Hopefully it had more than one bedroom so I can make one of them my space. Somewhere to de-stress and relax. 

While Mark and I were unloading the rest of our things, we saw a run-down RV slowly drive past us. I looked through the driver's side, which had tinted windows and was only cracked a smidge. Hm. With all of these nice houses, who would be driving that kind of RV? The window suddenly rolled down some more, and I got a glance of a kid with messy long hair, and outdated 70s glasses. How weird. I thought to myself. 

"What's an RV like that doing in a neighborhood like this?" I say. 

"I don't know, but it gives me the fuckin creeps. Hopefully he's just drivin' past. We don't need no creeps around here doin' some shady shit." Mark replies. 

"Yeah." Like he'd actually protect me if something happened. I want to chuckle, but I hold it. "Let's just get inside" I sigh. 

...

Unpacking is always an unwanted chore that I hate. I sat on the patio steps, getting as much of that crisp November air that I fell in love with just a few hours ago. The sun was setting, and I wanted to watch it set while sitting on my new, but temporary patio.

I didn't have much, but we planned on shopping for stuff anyway later on in the week. There wasn't much space to fit a lot of things in our Miami apartment, so we didn't bring much. Plus, Mark was too cheap to rent a movers van, and we only had a rinky dink pick up truck to hold us over.

I had lined up an office job before I got here, but wasn't starting until two weeks after today. I had some time to kill while Mark went to work at some office downtown in the bustling part of Conyers. 

"Babe, I start working at that new place downtown tomorrow. You gonna be alright alone here?" Speak of the devil, and he appears. 

"Yeah, I'll be alright. I'll just do some cleaning and setting up the house." I say nonchalantly. 

"Good girl, that's what I like to hear." 

Yeah, whatever, Mark. As if I do everything for him, and only him. I only want peace, tranquility, and my old self back. I couldn't wait for him to go to work, and leave me be. Back in Miami, he barely worked, and baited his parents into giving us money for a house. Mark's parents were filthy rich and provided him with what he needed, but wanted nothing to do with me or their freeloading son. If only they knew. I wasn't the bad guy here.

"Anna!" "Joy!" We heard distant yelling from a street ahead of us. It was a boy and the lady from the family from before, only missing the blonde little girl, and the tall, lumberjack man that was with them.

"I guess their little girl ran off to play somewhere. I hope she's alright. It's getting pretty cold for her to be outside" I say. 

"Whatever, not our problem" What an ass. It was a cold night, and they're calling out for their child. How dense can you be, Mark?  "You comin', or are you gonna sit here all night like a loner. You'll get sick or somethin' and then I'll have to care of you. Come on." He knees me in the shoulder, and that did it for my peaceful sunset watching. 

... 

I walk into the house, reeking of paint and the faint smell of our old Miami apartment floating off of our belongings. 

"I'm goin' to bed. I'll shower before work tomorrow. You comin?" 

"Yeah, I'll be up soon, I'll just sit here on the couch for a while." The house came with a couch from the previous owner, but it was corduroy, my favorite material. The couch looked relatively unused and didn't smell like anything really. Just fabric. 

"I thought you hated that material, Cass. Don't worry, we'll get a new couch soon. Just give your man some time to work for it." 

Was that his attempt at a gesture? What a man. Couldn't even remember that this material is my favorite.

I sigh, and lie my head on the couch's armrest. "I guess so, but I'll be good for now. See you soon." He approaches me and kisses my forehead. 

"Night, Cass"

Hopefully he falls asleep before I manage to get up there.

[millerflintstone]

(a submission from @wormholeprophet ) FYI it seems like DeSantis didn’t kidnap that kid and the kid talked extensively about shooting up his school and stab people to his peers online? I’ve seen a lot of retractions from people who were reblogging this story recently.

I'm not crazy about the header the OP of that post, @moonfrosttheelf , used. I just reblogged with the most recent tweet from Rebekah Jones at the time. I did not think that reblog of mine would go anywhere since the only posts I share that gain any popularity are those of my cat.

Anyway ...

Her kid was arrested. That is true. If I was the mother of an autistic teen, and this happened to me, would I use the term 'kidnap'? Unsure. I don't have kids on purpose and can't speak to that.

It seems her son is back home with her.

Things do seem fishy with how all this went down.

Here's the link to the Miami Herald article about this situation. What the Yahoo article you submitted to my account, @wormholeprophet , doesn't talk about is what I've bolded below:

The boy was interviewed by sheriff’s deputies on March 23 and shown the memes, which he acknowledged sharing, the report said. The youth is not being named to protect his privacy.

One meme — part of a viral series — pictures a brain with intrusive thoughts about grabbing an officer’s gun, knowing that the result could be fatal. “Every time I see school security,” the boy wrote when he sent the meme, according to the warrant.

Authorities say he also posted another meme described in the warrant as “an individual with a shaved head holding a Hi-C drink. The message on the meme was “I’m feeling so silly I might shoot up a building full of people.”

He told the deputies at the time he had no plans to do anything, they noted in the report. A deputy told his parents it seemed like a “teenager” thing before leaving without making an arrest, a video of the exchange showed. Deputies did not question him about the more disturbing social media posts attributed to him in this week’s arrest report.

It’s unclear whether the deputies were aware of the messages, which were uncovered by a warrant to search his Snapchat account. The messages listed in the warrant involved threats of violence, including attacks on schoolchildren.

Feb. 9: “I want to shoot up the school.”

Feb. 12: “If I get a gun I’m gonna shoot up hnms lol” — an apparent reference to Holley Navarre Middle School, which the youth had previously attended.

Feb. 12: “I always keep a knife on me so maybe I’ll just stab ppl.”

Feb. 12: “…I have no hope in getting better, so why not kill the losers at school.”

An unredacted version of the warrant, obtained by the Herald, shows the threatening messages were sent by a username that was different than the one Jones’ son used to send the memes.

The document does not say how authorities determined both usernames are linked to the same account. The redacted version circulated by authorities does not reveal that there were two different usernames involved.

Jones provided a screenshot of her son’s account, which showed he changed to his current username in January, before the threats were made. She said he has never used the handle associated with the threatening messages.

Is the other username actually her kid or is it a plant? I don't know. Is this kid truly troubled and a danger? I also do not know.

I'd be interested in reading the unredacted warrant myself because the Yahoo article is very loosey-goosey with how they phrase things, specifically this - "The teenager told one of his friends that he planned to shoot up the school the Thursday before Spring Break but there were too many things going on so he postponed it until March 31."

Is there additional proof to back this up? Is the character of this friend on hyper focus like it is for Rebekah Jones? How much of this statement from the "friend" is speculation and how much is verifiable? Is the message from the account Jones is saying is not her kid's account?

I do wonder about the raid that was performed on their house by Florida agents when he was 11. I wonder how that act and having guns possibly pointed at him then at such a young age affected him. It seems he's gone through additional trauma, according to Jones's post on substack [x]

As for the raid, here's a link to what I'm talking about, if you are not aware [x]

[mcl4r3n]

Dando size difference is so compelling. Daniel is physically bigger than Lando but Lando’s features dwarf Daniel’s… the contrast between Daniel’s delicate hands and Lando’s strong f1 driver neck… The way Daniel’s elegant hand would have to splay out to cover Lando’s corded neck…The way Lando’s wide hands would cover the tattoos on Daniel’s thigh if he were to wrap his hand around it…

In today's edition of Asks that were Specifically Designed To Kill Me:

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

I do think about this quite often because like. Like. I'm so used to my ships having a fairly obvious size difference, and you'd think ah yes, Danny is bigger than Lando, but like actually, not by much⁉️⁉️Taller, sure, but like you said, Lando's features tend to dwarf or at least match Danny's. I realized this when I watched the Miami crop top video.

But also you pointing out Lando's hands makes me think of DANIEL pointing out Lando's hands and now I am insaner and it's only 7:18 am. Do you think that Awoke something inside Daniel that day? gonna pretend that it did. :)

[kaiandthestrangespaghetti]

Body and Soul

Pairing: Miami Man x F!Reader

Wordcount: 1.9k

Warnings: Well hell...Smut, vaginal sex, bodily fluids, spitting, blood/injury, violence, yep actual cannibalism, death of the protagonist (reader), associated angst, being in love.

Summary: You are fatally injured by one of Miami Man's enemies while out searching for his kidnapped daughter. He eats you.

A/N: I wrote this one quickly and it's really personal, it's not going to be for everyone so please heed the numerous warnings. I'm considering this a non canonical offshoot of the main series Wasteland, Baby which you can find on my masterlist here.

You don’t hear the sound of the gun. But the impact of the bullet throws your body forward into the sand, kicking up a cloud of rust coloured dust.

Miami is yelling your name, sprinting over to you from the campfire. He scans the horizon, panicked, and just catches the glint of the rifle scope on a bluff three hundred yards away. The blade is in his hand but it’s too far to do anything about it. The unknown sniper who fired picks up the gun and starts running. He’s gone. His task complete.

They weren’t sent for Cam, Miami, they don’t want him dead. They were sent for you.

A warmth is spreading through the fabric of your dress. Rolling awkwardly onto your back you press a palm to the wet heat and hold it up to your face.

Red, red, red.

In your dazed state you can’t help but admire the strange, vivid beauty of the colour; you think of peony petals, or scarlet calligraphy ink. Cam’s knees skid down next to you and his large hand is cupping the back of yours, his other pressing down hard to the wound just below your ribs, the muscles in his forearms flexing with the pressure.

A through and through from a high calibre bullet. The damage not quite enough to be instantaneous in its devastation, but enough to be utterly irreparable, perhaps even so in the world you’d once known where medicine might save you, but certainly not here – not in the desert. You know all of this with a calm certainty.

Cam clasps your smaller hand tight in his, the thickened skin on his palm smoothing against the back of your wrist. He’s looking at that red hue in a different way, to you it’s almost a dream.

You’ve never seen him look this scared. Not ever. His mouth is dropped open, brow knitted tight and eyes casting over you with the look of kid who’s gotten so lost and doesn’t know how to get back home.

It’s then that he takes your hand and presses it to the side of his face, dark lashes laying shut on his sun kissed, windswept cheeks. The blood makes a stark print of warpaint over the bottom of his face and stubbled beard, but he doesn’t care – he kisses your wet palm, still pushing his considerable weight down and onto the wound.

It’s weird but you’re smiling, everything has a soft buzz on it and the pain is there but distant. Your dirty blonde hair spreads out around your head like a halo, catching the late, soft afternoon light of the desert.

No, no, no, no.

Cam is muttering, broad shoulders hunched over you. But you’re still bleeding.

“Hey.” You whisper, he looks at you.

He knows. He’s been out here longer than you, he’s always known what could be fixed and what couldn’t be. But he can’t quite take it. His hands are so big and his body dwarfs yours, but he trembles.

“Hey.” You repeat, your fingers finding his cheek, smoothing back over his dark hairline. “It’s ok.” You smile and he’s gritting his teeth, still grasping your wrist.

“Cam, it’s ok.” You laugh and the world feels light, apart from him. Miami has always felt unrelentingly and stolidly real. Realer than anything you experienced before they left you out here.

His lips are on yours and they taste like blood. It’s barely a kiss, he wants to breathe into you, or maybe devour you. Make it stop, hold you where you are. The heat of him is as all-encompassing as ever.

“Listen.” You breathe, your wet lips breaking apart. “You gotta get Miel back. Ok? You’re gonna. You do that for me? You kill those fuckers and you get her back, right?”

He’s nodding, but his expression is lost. Thick fingers running over your shoulder and up the side of your neck, cupping your head. Like he’s trying to find a way to keep hold of you.

“But you need to do something for me too, ok?”

A few strands of hair fall loose across his face.

“Anything princesa.” The pet name loses the irony he normally shapes the word with. It’s so sweet, so honest.

When you reply, an utterly wicked smile curves on your blood painted mouth.

“There’s no meat for miles. I want you fuckin’ strong, you understand me?”

Cam is four times your size, easily. He has always been more powerful than you in every physical way. A tiny, strange girl with spindly limbs and a stupid dress set loose in the wilderness. But both of you know that in your own very particular way, you were always …bigger.

You see it register. His throat bobs and something complicated goes across his face. The hand he didn’t take the first day you met slides down to trace the gothic black lettering that spans his chest and your lips mouth the words like the first time you saw him. A two word poem.

Your fingertips find the handle of the cleaver tucked in the holster below his arm, it’s funny how it just seems like a part of him now. You stroke your fingers over the blade, and he watches – the look on his face changing, stilling, gaining heat.

You always had that power – it didn’t matter how strong he was, how much other people feared him. You didn’t have those advantages, and yet you always upped the game – all along you were punching at a heavier weight than him.

His tongue wets his lips and you’re in his arms like a ragdoll, his face driven. Your hair hangs long and loose and dirty as your head lolls back over his arm. The sun is a beautiful pink burn on the upside-down sky, the world turns the right way up again as he lays you next to the fire and his mouth mashes hard into yours, tongue pressing deep into your mouth. But your hand latches hard to his neck and you manage to press him away by six inches.

When you open your red smudged lips wide, tongue out and insisting - he understands immediately and the spray of his saliva that doesn’t land on your tongue hits your cheek. You swallow him hungrily, grinning, wolf like.

“Good boy.” You purr, and he slices your underwear away from you, forehead pressed to yours in a fever. “Princesa.” He prays with his eyes shut.

He isn’t holding the wound anymore; you can only focus on his face, so you don’t see it when his cock stretches you open, but you’re so slick. His eyes flicker open and go unfocused.

“So fuckin’ wet, so soft, so...” He mutters, grasping your shoulders. His expression is breaking as he fucks you, deeper and harder than he knew possible and his tears wet your face. His voice becomes a husked, fractured torrent of unbearably bright, sharp feeling;

“Princesa, little one, te quiero, te amo, I love you…I love you.”

His thrusts start to hurt but the pain is cleaving him to you and you don’t want it to stop, it’s so sweet.

“Te amo, Cam.” The words are a kiss on the lobe of his ear where you hold the back of his head. You can’t remember feeling this wet, this sensitive to everything.

It’s as if your body is an overripe fruit ready to fall to pieces. And it does – the small, unrestrained whimpers of his orgasm as he spills within you tip you over. The orgasm shimmers out over your skin first in a shudder, then contracting hard in your core, forcing the air from your lungs. Cam’s eyes go wide at the force of it.

“Shhhh…” You lull softly, petting his head. He doesn’t let go of you for a long moment, until your fingers tangle in his hair to angle his face to yours. His eyes are red, your nose brushes softly against his. The edges of your vision are fading, but he's still the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen.

With that wicked smile you let go and lay your right arm out long on the sand, your tongue moving playfully behind your teeth.

“Take this one too now.” You whisper.

Still laying on you, in you, he leans up and the handle of the cleaver does its familiar pirouette in his grip. Again his tongue moves out over his bottom lip, assessing you. He puts the blade down.

“I will.” You can hear the promise in it. Both of his strong hands slide beneath your neck and the back of your head.

“But just once, I need to taste you raw.”

He does it fast. The high-pitched pain of his teeth breaking through the flesh on the side of your neck fills the world. You scream and wrap around him, his body still inside yours as warm blood coats your neck. His teeth clamp down again nearer your shoulder, cutting through the meat of you. He’s swallowing what he bites. He’s eating you alive.

Now there is nothing like pain as you might have once understood it. It’s barely sensate any longer, it’s divine. You’re smiling, he sees it and smiles too. There’s only his face, so brutally gorgeous in the tender pink afternoon light.

-

Within a few hours, the bonfire is built higher. The cleaver does its work.

Miami Man walks away from the ashes when dawn comes, toward the place where his daughter is being held captive.

The day after that he will walk home with her in his arms.

How could he not? He has just devoured something stronger than him, or anyone he had to cut through.