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I just cannot with the feelings this art is punching me with 😭

#look at that wistful look

#sodead #im crying #justcan't

"you look lonely. i can fix that"

this came to me in a dream so I had to draw it

He would have said, ‘I had to suck really hard, but I couldn’t suck hard enough’ if he wasn’t a coward.

i have so many thoughts. first and foremost why does seb keep looking at mark like that. why does mark look so grumpy. also "you always want what you don't have" + pointed look at mark + mark swallowing. sometimes there's not a thing you can say

my most personal thought #oscarpiastri #op81

there was once a day when i didn’t know what an oscar piastri was. that was the last day i knew peace

What are your favorite galex fics?

great question anon. i spent way too much time compiling this but i had fun lol

first of all the sacred texts, dare i say fandom classics, beautiful canon compliant get-together galex-centered fics that you all should read:

ode to a conversation stuck in your throat

nothing but teeth

any kind of favour

established relationship but somehow these authors make it so interesting

time trial

anything hurts less than the quiet (AU)

despite the abundance (GALEX FIC OF ALL TIME)

canonverse (as in they are racing drivers)

unsafe release

eagle eyed

call me on your way home

the type of guy

the mountains we climb (THE GEORGE/ALEX/LILY FIC OF ALL TIME BTW)

AUs:

flavors of fate (INVENTIVE COME EATING OF ALL TIME)

three's a crowd (the galex devotion thesis)

table in the back

for the thrill of it all (relevant in light of recent tory george discourse)

eye in the sky (looking at you)

rancid humiliation toxic dead dove etc

the price you pay for loss of control

childhood themes of nights alone

hit it hard

get down on it

fun short read

full throttle

Nooo Ellie!! Don’t delete! Stop it fhejdkd 👀😂

For the poly prompts; What about “which one of you idiots is warming their icy little feet on me?! you need to get that checked!”

With Max/Charles/Lando/Oscar? 🥰

ajdfaskdlj dont worry i'm not ACTUALLY deleting i'm just. in a weird mood about my writing lmao. ANYWAY love these four excellent choice

“which one of you idiots is warming their icy little feet on me?! you need to get that checked!”

Max should’ve known, really. He should’ve known that when he flopped down on the bed in their master bedroom for a little nap he would end up being absolutely piled by his boyfriends.

Oscar is first. Max has barely laid down when he shuffles into the room, e-reader in hand, and sits down next to Max without a word, flipping open the case of his e-reader as he goes. Max fondly rolls his eyes and tucks himself into Oscar’s chest, let’s Oscar’s wrap an arm around him and pull him closer, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Max’s head.

Max dozes like that for a bit, wrapped up in Oscar’s arms, his nose buried in the fabric of Oscar’s t-shirt, comforted by the smell of laundry detergent and the soft patterns Oscar is drawing on his arm with his fingers.

Charles is next, because Charles is a clingy bastard who has some sort of weird sixth sense for cuddle piles. He’s much less gentle about it then Oscar, simply flops himself down into the nonexistent space between Oscar and Max’s body and then makes a happy little noise as Max and Oscar grumble and rearrange themselves to accommodate him.

Max’s arm ends up trapped under Charles’s body, and Charles’s nose is pressed into his neck, and he can feel the soft puff of Charles’s breath ghosting over his collarbone. Oscar’s hand has moved to Max’s hair now, and he’s absentmindedly playing with the strands, still holding his e-reader in the other.

Lando takes the longest to realize what’s going on, too engaged in his Twitch stream to realize all of his boyfriends have gone missing. When he does realize, he loudly complains about being left out and then launches himself at the pile of bodies on the bed.

“Lando,” Oscar wheezes, as the e-reader goes flying and Charles lets out a loud yelp as Lando’s elbow lands somewhere near his abdomen. Max curses and only just manages to avoid Lando’s other elbow as he grabs him by the waist and tries to rearrange them in a way that works.

Lando squeaks, flails his arms around, nearly hits Oscar in the face as he does. There’s a lot of shuffling, and way too many limbs, and when Max finally thinks they’ve got it-

“Which one of you idiots is warming their icy little feet on me?! You need to get that checked!”

“Lando,” Charles and Oscar say in unison, and all right. Fair. Max glares at Lando. Lando pouts at him.

“My feet are cold,” he says.

Max snorts. “Understatement of the year, Norris. Get them off my fucking leg.”

It’s Oscar’s turn to yelp. “That doesn’t mean put them on my leg, Jesus! Go put on some fucking socks you lunatic.”

Lando pouts harder, turns his gaze to Charles.

“If you put your little icicles on my I swear to god I’m driving your car into the gravel during the next race,” Charles says solemnly.

Lando groans loudly and hauls himself off the bed. “What is the point of having three boyfriends if none of them allow you to warm your feet on them. Useless, the lot of you,” he grumbles. But when he returns, he’s wearing a fluffy pair of socks Max is pretty sure are actually Charles’s.

He crawls into bed a lot more carefully this time, slots himself into the free space Charles and Max have created between them. Oscar’s giving up on reading, scooting himself down the bed to lay down as well, and then Max finally, finally gets his well-deserved nap.

Or well. He gets to close his eyes for a good ten minutes, which is when Lando rolls over and absolutely elbows him in the nose, but still. Nice while it lasted.

and bring on all the pretenders, you will be remembered

So... I found this and now it keeps coming to mind. You hear about "life-changing writing advice" all the time and usually its really not—but honestly this is it man.

I'm going to try it.

I really need to understand why we have so many pictures of Oscar putting on or removing his earpieces... Not that I'm complaining but still...

while I'm super happy for lando and his incredible sprint pole, I think that was the most upset/angry i've ever heard oscar after a session, and understandibly so. he was doing so well considering the conditions and he ultimately lost a good top 5 quali place due to an issue out of his control. mclaren please fix your reliability bc we need both boys up there

don't worry boy! you're doing amazing! We still have regular quali coming up!

(also you swearing angrily is v hot pls keep doing it)