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I often think about the time when I was like 12 years old on scratch the coding website. I was in a Hamilton (the musical) comment section and I was talking about how I shipped Alexander Hamilton and John Lawrence together (because I was 12.) and this other kid responded and was clearly shipping the actual actors together instead. And at the time I responded with “ewwwww why would you ship the actors?” I look back on that now with disappointment. I was not living up to my true rpf shipping potential. I was not matching this other 12 year olds freak. I think back and wonder how life could have been different if I instead responded with compassion and understanding. We could have been friends, if only I understood that engaging in modern day rpf instead of those old founding farts is far more fun. I understand now that we were not so different her and I. Anyway, all this to say I’m thrilled that the og cast is reuniting.
She’s mindlessly rummaging through old pairs of socks and too-small sports bras when her fingers brush against a clear package, tucked into the corner of the drawer. Frowning, she pulls it out and peeks inside, only for a slow, creeping heat spread from her face all the way down to her chest as she realizes what she’s holding—a skimpy little black set of lingerie that she had bought months ago and stuffed it into the depths of her wardrobe, promptly forgetting all about it.
tags: mentions of 2025 aus gp and china gp, sexting, lingerie, rule 63, girl oscar, established relationship
i’m always “oh, this wip is going to be short and straight to the point” and then i’m stuck with a 6k worth of words for like, an opening scene 😖
He couldn't help but shift slightly in his seat, thighs tensing involuntarily. The subtle movement only seemed to amuse Mark—there was the faintest twitch of his lips mid-sentence, barely noticeable, like he knew exactly what Oscar was feeling, how hard he was fighting to keep still, to not react. And fuck, he wanted to squirm. He wanted to press his legs together, to shift away from the touch, if only to breathe properly again. But he didn’t, and he wouldn’t. Because he knew how this game worked—if he played his part right, if he stayed quiet and obedient, Mark would reward him later. That’s how it always was. Or, a lesson about patience.
tags: alternate universe - uni, dom/sub undertones, subspace, praise kink, infidelity, power dynamics, light feminization, light voyeurism, anal sex.
“I love you,” she admits, quietly. “But I need more than this. I need to be with someone who actually sees me.” He feels like he's free-falling into the abyss. “What are you saying?” he asks, a little delirious. Oscar swallows, blinking rapidly, and then—softly, painfully—she says it. “I’m done.”
tags: girl oscar, breaking up & making up, alternate universe - not racing drivers (formula 1 rpf), light angst, rule 63.