people who make sapnap out to be this big mean badass edgy guy or someone who wont say ily to his friends are so fucking funny to me. like besides dream sometimes he's the loviest in the dream team, ESPECIALLY vocally. he'll talk all day about how much he loves dream and george, he'll protect his friends at whatever cost, he loves animals so much, he got two kittens because he didn't want to leave the other alone, he loves SO MUCH and he's so loud about it, he is so unafraid to say i love you to his friends and it's so beautiful.
like you're telling me that the guy who once said he doesn't have to be tricked into saying he loves dream is this big mean monster? really???
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when these two losers are what compel you to lose your f1 fic writing virginity
The longer George stood there, the harder it became to watch.
His place in the Mercedes garage, where he was ostensibly reviewing data from the practice session, unfortunately gave him the perfect view of everything that was going on. He watched as Lewis jumped up from his seat, a little bit quicker than calmly, and grabbed his scooter from where it was leaning against the tire rack, kicking off to roll slowly towards the pit wall. George didn’t even need to look any further to know who had just walked into view, but he craned his neck anyway to see, perhaps against his better judgement.
It had been going on like this for at least an hour. The first time it had seemed like an accident: Lewis’s arrival to the paddock just happening to coincide with Nico walking past the Mercedes garage, their paths running side by side just momentarily before Lewis peeled off. For a moment George had thought he was going to see an off-track collision, but instead the two hadn’t so much as looked at one another, and the only evidence that Lewis had even noticed was the way his voice came out a little tighter when he said hello to the team.
But the next time Nico walked by, Lewis had grabbed his scooter again, muttering something about needing to check in with Bono at the pit wall. That time had been clearly deliberate: Lewis driving his scooter right up alongside Nico so that there was less than a person’s width between them. But he still didn’t acknowledge Nico (this time he had his AirPods in, even) and Nico didn’t acknowledge him, not even breaking stride when Lewis darted across his path. Then, when Nico came walking back, that was the moment Lewis decided to scooter back to the garage, slowing down to brush up alongside him still without so much as a glance.
It had been a little funny at first, but now it was honestly starting to look sad. George had almost worked up the nerve to say something before Lewis had left again, catching up to Nico and coming so close that they were almost hip to hip. To his credit, he would’ve seemed like the picture of calm if George hadn’t seen him do this so many times just now, parking his scooter at the pit wall and peering over the engineers’ shoulders with all of his typical nonchalance. But George had seen him do it at least four times in the past hour.
“George,” said Toto, somehow sneaking up behind him and making him jump. “Can I bother you for a second?”
“Oh, yeah. Sure,” said George. He didn’t take his eyes off of Lewis quickly enough, and Toto followed his gaze just in time to see Lewis peek casually over his shoulder, see Nico looking back at him, and immediately snap his head back to the pit wall screens.
“I see,” said Toto. “This has been going on for a bit, yes?”
“Definitely a bit,” said George.
“To be honest, I suspected it would be like this when I heard Nico would be here,” said Toto. His expression was even more haunted than usual, and George could only imagine the flashbacks that were playing through his mind.
“Yeah. It’s a bit sad though, innit?” Even from across the pit lane George could see the way Lewis’s attention was not entirely on the engineers, still keeping an eye out behind him for his old teammate.
Toto laughed. “What’s sad,” he said, “is just how many times Nico has walked past our garage for no reason.”
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Submissions are here! I need some time to put together pairings and a discord before we start, so the sooner you send your submission, the easier it'll be- thank you!
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For anyone who does not remember or does not know, I'll re-define what a Big Bang is under the cut!
A Big Bang is a fandom-wide collaboration. Authors, artists, and betas come together to create heaps of new content over the course of a couple months.
Authors will first work on their fanfic. Any genre, any crossover, any au, any book. Be it ship content or gen fics- all creativity is welcome! The only requirement is that it be Infinity Train related.
Authors will be expected to write a 5k fic by the deadline. Artists will be assigned a fic after the first author check-in, in which they will be given a general summary and scene descriptions from their assigned fic.
Any art medium is accepted! Whether you use traditional, digital, musical, craft, or cosplay. If you have any questions about your preferred medium and potential participation, message me for more details.
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