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loverboy(s) (sun wukong + macaque x reader

content warnings: reader is IMPLIED female, second pov (you/your), foul language, minor threats, mini headcanon for macaque

author notes: to that one anon, happy birthday! i apologize for taking forever but i hope you liked this! its a bit funny seeing a few people who share the same birth month as myself (my fave lesbian genshin impact writer also shares the same birth month with me YAYY). i hope you had a wonderful day today, nonnie <3

“I told you. The cake goes on that side, fucking dumbass.”

“Who the FUCK are you calling dumbass? No, no no, come here. Come here and face me, you snarky little bitch. Come over here right now and tell me to my face I'm a dumbass. You wanna lose your other eye, huh? You want me to beat the shit out of you, is that it!?”

You mentally sigh as the monkey turns away, obviously not in the mood to actually pick a fight. Of course, it could also be because MK had begged the two monkeys to just get along if only for today, just for your sake, which, you won't lie, you did appreciate the sentiment but …

Holy fuck they hated each other's guts.

You won't deny being surprised that they had bothered to show up. MK had insisted you hold a party for your special day, and well. You can't exactly say no to the most stubborn person you'll ever meet. You'd think the party would be small and mainly of the Monkie Kid crew, but god no.

That noodle boy invited everyone he knew.

And I mean, everyone. Even the little Bai He was here, playing with Mo.

And of course, the Great Sage Equal To Heaven and the amazing Six Eared Macaque too.

You almost contemplated making a run for it when Macaque approached you, but Pigsy gave you such a scolding to not break MK's fragile heart (pft), and so, you were trapped in a social conversation.

(Oh, the horrors.)

“Nice party you have here.”

“Thanks.”

…

Yeah, I forgot to mention; you two suck at making a good conversation. Well, not so much you than Macaque mainly, who tried, you know, he really does, but inevitably just sucks.

But that's fine. Macaque's quiet most of the time and it's a little comforting. You don't like speaking much anyway, so it works out for the both of you. A bit.

You can't say the same for Wukong though. He's…well. He's certainly very outgoing. The minute he shows up he goes straight for the food (Pigsy is not gonna be happy about that), and then he finds his way to you as well.

“Hey there birthday girl.” Wukong gently pinches your cheek. He smiles warmly, and you can't help but return his smile with your own. “Nice party you've got going on. How come you didn't invite me yourself, mmh? Too shy to meet the awesome Great Sage?”

Before you can reply, Macaque scoffs, “MK invited most of us, don't be an ass.”

Wukong sighs. He glances at his ‘friend’ for a minute, and glances back at you.

“I can't believe MK invited him.”

“I'm allowed to be where I want, thanks.”

“Uh huh. I call dibs on the cake, by the way.”

“It's not your cake you fucking dick.”

“Blah blah, me and (Name) can't hear you.” Wukong turns with you in his arms, guiding you in the opposite direction of where Macaque broods. You wave at Macaque before allowing Wukong to take you…god alone knows where, and he pats your head affectionately. “Sorry about that. Still, happy birthday (Name)! I got you something!”

He releases his hold on you, and you give him a look.

“Is it made out of hair?” You demand, watching as he pouts and looks offended.

“Hey! Not everything I have is made from hair!” He protests, but you can definitely see the way his eyes dart away―he most definitely did, in fact, contemplate giving you a gift made of hair. You loved the guy but….you really had to question how his head works sometimes.

Well. At least you don't have to worry about hair strands all over your room…

“Is it a peach?”

Wukong groans. “(Name), could you have a little faith in me?”

You look him dead in the eye, and answer gently, “Absolutely not.”

“Rude. But fair. And no, it's not a peach. Those are my specialties.”

A pause.

“And I also ate them on my way here.”

You sigh and move to call Pigsy, but Wukong latches onto your wrist and falls flat on his face.

“I haven't even finished!”

“I'm scared what you even bothered to get me.”

Wukong whines, “It's a cool gift, I promise!”

“Wukong, I am not taking Nezha's fucking brick!”

“I wasn't gonna give you that! Nezha took it back anyway!”

Now you understand why everyone wants to wring his neck every time he appears. Even you, who still admires the Monkey King, contemplated wringing his neck like a chicken.

Wukong holds you still and digs through his pockets for something. You cross your arms, waiting, and when he finally grabs the object he's been searching for, he holds it in the air like it's the greatest treasure he's ever found.

He places it in your hands, and you blink.

“A rock.”

Wukong coughs behind his palm. He seems embarrassed by the obvious remark, and you notice a light flush on his expression, a deep red. He looks away before standing, finally, and turns the rock in your hand.

It's about the same size of your palm and oddly shaped as most rocks are, but this rock is different. This rock is painted white, and on the side is a clearly illustrated drawing of a certain Monkey King, hugging a certain figure that bears a strong resemblance to you. The side you had been staring at has a carving, written in Mandarin, ‘My peach and me.’

You flip the rock back and forth, eyes wide. It looks a little silly to be considered a proper gift, but you've already come to realize that Wukong, for all of his confidence, just sucks at expressing himself properly. He has an ego but you know truthfully, he just has no idea on how to act around others and hence why he's always…a little weird.

The rock looks like a silly gift, but you can't help your smile. He could've given you something extravagant as his title, but instead.

He gives you a rock.

“Um. If you don't like it it's fine,” Wukong tries to say, a sheepish smile on his expression. “I mean uh. I'm the Monkey King y'know? I'll get you another gift―”

You cut him off by blurting out, “I love it!”

“Eh?”

You smile at Wukong, squeezing the rock between your hands. He looks back equally amazed, and equally confused.

“I love it,” you repeat, and kiss Wukong's cheek. “Trust me. You're an amazing artist, Monkey King. I hope you don't mind if I keep this in my room, right?”

Wukong blinks like you'd just told him Pigsy loves him (as if.) A smile adorns his expression and he nods, looking quite pleased with himself.

“Ha! Well!” The Monkey King laughs boisterously. “If that's whatcha wanna do, go for it! It's your gift y'know?” He scratches his cheek and looks away. “I just. Figured you'd want something…from the heart. Ehem.”

You smile, “I do. Thank you.”

You're too busy smiling at Wukong to have noticed Macaque had sneaked up on both of you, making Wukong visibly jump in surprise when he speaks. You look at the dark furred simian who barely spares the Monkey King a glance, and instead looks to you with a rare, barely visible smile.

“Since we're giving gifts so soon,” Macaque muses and pulls out something from behind his back.

Unlike Wukong's gift, which is quite frankly the opposite of extravagant, Macaque's is wrapped in a light purple colored paper, and tied with a neat, darker purple bow on top. It's a bit strange to think the Macaque would actually give you a gift, but nonetheless the gesture is sweet, especially when he seems very proud of himself to even wrap your gift unlike the Monkey King.

You accept it with a smile and allow your rock to sit peacefully in your pocket. You try to take care in tearing the paper, but give up when it tears unevenly.

“Oh? A doll?” You blink and look up at Macaque, who is smiling, but a little more nervously this time.

Even Wukong looks impressed, eying the container with a whistle. “Didn't know you got better at making those. It looks realistic.”

Macaque looks surprised at the compliment. You knew they always had bad blood ever since an incident in Wukong's journey, and yet to think Wukong still seemed to remember his old friend's hobby makes even you surprised.

Macaque coughs in his hand, nodding. “Yeah, I practiced a bit,” he admits and looks at you with a sheepish smile. “I hope you like it. Sorry it's not the best.”

A daruma doll sits in your palm, round as a squash with your brows and a smile to imitate your excitement. It wobbles with any movement, and it's really, really cute.

“It's beautiful,” you say, a smile on your expression as it wobbles. “I love it!”

You pause, and look at Wukong. “Not anymore than I love yours, Wukong. It's not a competition.”

Wukong grins, “But if it was, I'd win, right?”

Macaque rolls his eyes and remarks, snidely, “You painted a rock. Not sure how you'd win with that, dumbass.”

“It's better than yours at least. Suck my dick.”

“You should suck mines cause mine is bigger.”

“Shut up you gay ass!”

“Says the walking fruit―”

They bicker, as they usually do, but you don't stop them. Not when you're admiring your gifts, both made with you in mind, with care and consideration.

A smile adorns your lips later that night, the daruma doll and painted rock sitting on your bedside table.

“Mine's better.”

“Dude shut the FUCK up!”

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vettelsvee · 27 days

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WHY HAVE YOU LIED TO ME? | Sebastian Vettel

f1 masterlist | history series masterlist | season 1

summary: diana finally discovers what she didn't even think about: sebastian has a girlfriend, and it's that hanna that was supposed to be just his friend

word count: 4727

warnings: mentions of masturbation, bad language, curse words, sexism and bad treatment towards women. the way characters are represented in this story is not how they are in real life. remember this is a work of fiction and nothing here is the same as reality.

taglist: [@theseerbetweenus @annewithaneofthegreengable @vincentvanshoe @formulaonebuff @roisinivy] if you wanna be tagged in each part just tell me in the comments <3

a/n: this is my fave chapter for now. translating it made me remember the way i cried writing this (and also the fact that the hardest chapters are about to come)

feedback, as well as reblogs and comments, are truly appreciated!

2009

German Grand Prix Nürburgring, Nürburg

July 12 Sunday

Despite trying to shake off the intrusive thoughts that seemed to want to overwhelm her, along with the constant nausea that accompanied them, Diana had a sense of foreboding for that Sunday.

Her anxiety only grew as the pressure in her chest, which had not disappeared since the call she received the previous night from the Clinical and Provincial Hospital of Barcelona, increased. While she was pacing in her room at the Nürburgring Congress, a male voice on the other end of the line informed her that they had had to make a sudden change in her father's medication, who had been hospitalized for about two weeks, because recent tests were confirming that his health was deteriorating rapidly.

The news had left the Austrian with a lump in her throat. All she wanted at that moment was to take a flight back to Spain and be there with the man who, although he hadn't acted as a father should since her mother's death, was the only family she had left, along with her sister.

Now, with her eyes fixed on the computer screen containing Sebastian's telemetry and qualifying data from the previous day, Wagner wished with all her might that the day would be as peaceful as possible, and above all, that it would end as soon as possible so she could return to the hotel, get into bed, and sleep for hours until her alarm went off in the early hours to catch a flight back to Barcelona.

"Hey, you."

Diana lifted her head and saw a blonde girl approaching her furiously from a distance. She didn't like to judge people at first sight because she believed that the important thing was getting to know them; however, that day she allowed herself the luxury of not being true to her beliefs. At first glance, she seemed like one of the many Germans who believed they were entitled to everything, as if they were royalty or something like that: her completely blonde, almost platinum hair, and her blue eyes leaning towards greenish, set off alarm bells; hearing her speak in her mother tongue as soon as she put her hands on the desk and proudly positioned herself over Diana confirmed it.

"Yes? How can I help you?" Diana replied politely in the same language.

"Where's the bathroom?"

The dyed blonde couldn't help but tense up at the lack of manners with which the girl had spoken to her, but she decided to overlook it. She had to maintain her composure at her job, and she didn't feel like getting into a fight with anyone. Besides, Diana always tended to see the good side of people and ended up excusing those who behaved that way by saying they must have had a bad day even though it was quite the opposite.

"Just at the end of the hallway, on the left," she indicated in the same friendly tone, not forgetting to give her a big smile.

The other girl felt annoyed and walked away without even saying thank you. Diana tried not to pay attention and let her go without watching her leave. A few minutes later, she was there again, approaching her; now, her steps were much more haughty and challenging than before, and her head was held high, as if she were the owner of Red Bull Racing itself, and, as if she had planned it, as she passed by the university student, she made her shoulders collide forcefully. Diana, upon receiving the blow, made a great effort not to curse.

"Excuse me," Diana said, even though she wasn't at fault. "I hope I didn't hurt you."

The blonde girl looked at Wagner disdainfully and continued walking through the pit without a fixed destination until she decided to stop a few meters away from her. At that moment, the guest dropped a tissue to the ground, and Diana, in an attempt to be helpful, as always, approached to pick it up with the bad luck of losing her balance and falling sideways due to what seemed to have been a "slight bump" from one of the legs of the stranger who was increasingly testing her patience.

"Ow..."

Don't be silly and get up, you've faced worse. It's not your problem that people are rude and think they're the kings of the world, Diana told herself as she tried to calm the mix of emotions that were beginning to emerge from within her. The cause of her growing bad mood seemed to have disappeared without a trace, and that made her much calmer.

As she began to get up carefully, a friendly voice sounded nearby. Mark Webber was in front of her, with a hand extended for her to take and a face consumed by concern, curiosity, and pity at the same time.

"Are you okay? What happened?"

"Nothing, don't worry," the blonde replied, downplaying what had happened, "I stumbled while picking up this," she pointed to the garage, perfectly tidied up by her that same morning, "Today I'm clumsier than usual, so don't take it personally. I'm sorry, really."

Her explanation was far from the truth, but she didn't want to aggravate the situation or, much less, tell what happened because, after all, it was silly. In addition to that, she couldn't forget that causing trouble in the team wasn't the best, especially if it was about a guest who seemed to be much more important than her.

After all, she was just an unimportant intern.

"Are you sure?" insisted the Australian. "Your constipated face doesn't seem to say the same," he commented, pointing to her face.

"Yes, yes. It was just a silly fall, believe me," Diana insisted again. "Thank you for worrying about me, you didn't need to. You have to get ready for a race that starts in a few hours, and you know as well as I do that you shouldn't be here," the Austrian indicated, "but with Helmut or Christian talking about your driver stuff."

The man didn't seem completely convinced, but he accepted the girl's answer almost reluctantly. He knew that on race days there was a lot of stress, so he thought it was stupid to add more stress than necessary.

"If you need anything, whatever it is, you know you can count on me. You're going to do great today!" he shouted to Wagner as he walked away, receiving a nod from the girl.

For the third time that day, Diana tried to focus on the data, but it became increasingly impossible for her. Her distractions were becoming more frequent, and it was completely normal considering all the commotion that was beginning to form in the garage, especially considering that the start of the race was getting closer and closer.

Since she became aware of the high competitiveness in the team she was part of, she always tried to give her best every Sunday; rather, she tried to be the best. That day was no exception, especially with the extra pressure she had put on herself for being Sebastian's home race. She knew perfectly well that it was a special occasion for him and that that day, more than ever, he deserved a victory, especially considering that his family was there to see him.

Diana was able to see in the distance as soon as she raised her head from the monitor how Sebastian's parents, brother, and three sisters were already there to support him. Her gaze met Norbert's, who greeted her with a cheerful wave, just like him. The blonde replied, but as soon as she could, she ignored their smiles and focused again on improving Vettel's car performance.

However, she didn't manage to reach the threshold of concentration because a few seconds later, she had small fingers playing around her waist, causing her to tickle. Diana guessed who the person causing her laughter was. When she lowered her gaze and saw Lara, she couldn't help but smile knowingly, knowing that she had guessed right.

"Lara!" she pretended to be surprised, "What are you doing here?"

The eleven-year-old girl hugged the dyed blonde as soon as she could, feeling completely comfortable with someone in the garage, finally, that day. If there was one thing Lara Vettel hated, it was feeling completely out of place wherever she went; the same thing that happened to Diana Wagner, although she tried to hide it at all times.

"I was bored because mom and dad keep talking all the time about Seb" she explained, moving her hands at the same time. "I'm so bored of them, and since I saw you alone and realized you weren't talking to anyone, I decided to come and keep you company."

"Wow, I really appreciate it a lot," she confessed to the girl, "but I'm not up for many distractions right now."

"Why?"

"Well..."

She couldn't tell the dark-haired girl everything that was on her mind, especially about her dying father, at that moment; so she just shrugged, not letting her smile fade away.

"Well, you know, the usual for a race in Germany. We're working hard to try to make your brother win his home race."

"Yeah!" Lara exclaimed, starting to jump around the girl. "If he doesn't win today, it's because he's a loser, but that's not going to happen because Mom and Dad say you're doing a great job helping Seb."

If the words she had just heard were true, it was the best thing she had heard since she had started her stay in Formula 1, but she had to be realistic with herself: Sebastian's achievements were due to a lot of people, and she wasn't among that group.

"Wow, thanks, Lara, that means a lot to me," she replied feigning. "I'm just here to help, if they let me, and also to make sure your brother becomes the best."

The girl's enthusiasm seemed to grow with what Diana had just said, even though it was a lie on her part.

"I know, and that's why you're the best! Mom and my siblings want to meet you, and especially Hanna! She says she would like to thank you personally for helping Seb so much in every race."

After hearing that name silence, accompanied by a rather strange and unknown feeling, began to invade Diana. She tried not to attach importance to the name she had just heard. She had no reason to be jealous because, as much as she wished, the blue-eyed blond Formula 1 driver who raced with the number 5 had no commitment to her.

"Hanna? Sebastian's friend?" Wagner intruded, wanting to know more despite being fully aware that he was getting into a tricky situation.

Lara, not understanding what Sebastian's friend was saying, turned around and searched among the hustle and bustle of the garage for Hanna. When she finally found her, she proceeded to point her out with enthusiasm without her realizing it, letting her friend see who her brother's girlfriend was.

"That's Hanna, Diana!" the pilot's younger sister exclaimed excitedly. "Isn't she beautiful?"

And she was indeed. Despite having behaved badly with her a few hours ago, she had a lot to envy her. Diana felt tiny when she compared herself to her, and unfortunately, that was all she could do.

"Yes, yes, Lara... But she's his friend, right?" she almost demanded to know. "Just his friend, right?"

Diana's insistence totally showed the state of shock she was in. That Hanna had to be, surely, the Hanna that Sebastian had talked so much about during the almost year and a half they had known each other.

She had to be the same girl who the driver had stood her up after the press conference in Monza, and also the one who had woken them up early in the morning when they had fallen asleep, together, in the Austrian hotel room.

That Hanna who was just his friend.

"If for you a friend is someone you're kissing all the time and walking holding hands with... yes."

No, that couldn't be true.

"Lara... Is Hanna Seb's girlfriend?" she asked, even though she already knew the answer.

The girl, with a completely puzzled expression and not believing Diana's behavior, shook her head and sighed, a little tired of the fact that the older girl didn't seem, or, rather, didn't want, to realize what she was telling her.

"Diana, of course she is!" she shouted, facing her without any ill intention. "My brother and Hanna have been best friends since they were little, but they've been dating for a couple of years or so," she innocently explained, not knowing that Diana didn't want to know, at the moment, anything about the love life of what she considered her crush. "I hope they never break up. They're literally like..."

The revelation the little girl had just made hit her like a bolt of lightning. Little Vettel seemed to know much more about the couple's relationship than Diana had imagined, something that was completely normal if she thought about it calmly. Although she tried to turn a deaf ear to everything the preteen was telling her, it was impossible for her not to hear the wonderful love story starring the two Germans since, she believed she had heard, 2006.

She couldn't process the information. Right now, her life was a dream, and she was about to wake up, she was clear about that.

Little by little, reality was hitting her, and she began to worry about how all that would affect her relationship with Sebastian... She couldn't continue to be in love with a guy with a girlfriend, could she?

No, no, that was wrong no matter how stupid her partner was, apparently, lacking empathy towards others.

Lara's voice, which was growing as she recounted the beautiful story her brother was living with the woman he claimed was the love of his life, began to make its way through the walls of the Red Bull garage. All those present, including the protagonists of the story, turned their gazes towards the girl and the young woman next to her, completely shocked and without any expression.

Hanna, who was enjoying Diana's gaze on her, decided, without prior thought, to take Sebastian's face in her hands and kiss him passionately to show who the driver’s girl was. The couple joined in a kiss that was deepened when the blonde, who was not aware of his paddock girl's gaze on them, took his girl by the waist and pulled her even closer to him.

Diana had no words for what her eyes, already filled with tears, were seeing. She knew the blonde had come out on top, and that hurt; what was hurting her the most, besides bothering her, was the feeling of failure as she saw that the German had accomplished her goal: to hurt her by showing her the hidden side of the life of the person who had been kindest to her.

"Diana, why are you crying?" Lara's words went ignored because she couldn't focus on anything other than the couple in front of her. Despite her insistence that she was okay, her gaze was fixed on Hanna Prater, who was looking back at her with malice, while romantically embracing Vettel with a possibly triumphant smile on her face.

The Austrian began to gather everything that was on the table as if it were a copying mechanism. She grabbed her few belongings as quickly as she could, and despite Lara Vettel pulling on her uniform shirt, she left as fast as she could, dodging all kinds of obstacles and people, trying not to fall because her head was bowed.

Sebastian, who didn't seem to have witnessed the staring contest between the two blondes, began to become aware of what was happening when he saw Diana leaving the box through a gap formed by some people. He felt like a complete idiot, and he knew it was all his fault because his friend had found out, not in the best way, that he had a girlfriend.

If there was something Sebastian Vettel had started to regret after his date with Wagner in Barcelona, and that almost kiss he was so willing to give at first, it was the direction their friendship seemed to be taking. Also, not having told her sooner that Hanna was the first, and only, woman in his life.

At least for now.

Without worrying about Britta's shouts, which urged him to leave the girl alone, he separated himself from Hanna abruptly and ran after the Austrian.

"Di! Di, wait!"

The girl didn't respond or pay attention to his demands.

"Di, seriously, wait! We need to talk..."

"Don't you take no for an answer?!" she shouted, pulling away before the blue-eyed boy could take her wrist gently.

"Let me explain," he tried to be understanding, speaking as cautiously as possible. "This isn't what it looks like."

Wagner looked up, finding what Sebastian was saying surreal. There was no doubt that it was exactly what it seemed, for God's sake... it was more than clear!

"Then explain to me what it looks like!" she yelled, her eyes flashing with anger. "How could it even cross your mind to kiss another girl in front of me if supposedly she's nothing to you?"

"It's not what you think," he tried to excuse himself again, even though he knew the tone behind Diana's words. "Hanna is..."

"Let me guess: your best friend, your lifelong friend, the one you've been in love with for so long that she's a part of you," she interrupted. "She must be a very special friend, and above all, you must have a lot of trust with her to be kissing her in public."

Sebastian's frustration was increasing, but he knew it was all his fault. He had messed up big time, and now, he was trying to fix everything when he knew perfectly well, from the beginning, that there was only one correct answer.

Hanna Prater or Diana Wagner.

"Di, if you'd just listen to me..."

"Don't you dare call me Di again," she reprimanded him. "I've heard enough, Sebastian. I considered you my friend," she revealed, regretting it immediately. "I trusted you more than I've trusted anyone in a long time. Why have you lied to me?"

Fury began to invade Sebastian, who, besides not knowing how to answer the question he had just been asked, was feeling increasingly angry not with the girl in front of him, nor with Hanna, as was obvious, but with the situation he was experiencing, and especially with himself, especially considering that he had a race to compete in a few hours and that the pressure that was beginning to build in his head would most likely make him lose the result he was hoping for.

"Don't get too ahead of yourself either, Diana," he began to speak without thinking. He knew he wasn't premeditating his words, and that what he was about to say would haunt him for a long time, but his pride wouldn't let him act any other way. "You know that, deep down, we're just coworkers. Our relationship is strictly professional even though we get along," he snapped with increasing arrogance. "So, from my point of view, I don't think I have the right, and even less the obligation, to tell you anything about my private life."

The Austrian couldn't believe what she had just heard coming out of the boy's mouth, whom she had always respected so much. Had it all been, perhaps, just a mirage?

Without saying anything else, she quickly walked away from the scene as tears rolled faster and faster down her face. The gaze of everyone in the pit lane and their inability to be discreet only increased her anxiety, even when she heard Sebastian's shouts telling them to leave her alone and get back to what they were doing, that they shouldn't meddle in matters that didn't concern them.

Diana's mind was completely clouded by confusion and pain, and she didn't even know how she was finding the strength to flee the place. When she collided with someone on the way, the insults in German, which seemed to have been ready to come out of her mouth for quite some time, began to leave her body quickly, only to receive, almost immediately, an invitation to calm down in the same language. The truth is, it wasn't in the young woman's plans to raise her head, bowed, and come face to face with none other than Michael Schumacher.

"Please, let me go. I don't want..."

"Wait, wait, don't go," intervened the man trying to hold her back. "You're Diana, right? Seb's Diana. Seb has talked a lot about you."

Seb's Diana. The last thing she needed to hear was that fateful day.

She had never been Seb's. Now, after what had happened, she knew she would never be, no matter how much she wanted it.

As much as the seven-time world champion was her idol, her state of shock made her have, only, the image of Sebastian kissing Hanna circling in her head, unfortunately, constantly. Now, the former driver's words only made her feel even worse, as if her world was crumbling more and more around her.

"Don't talk to me about him, please," Diana replied with the utmost politeness she could muster. "I just want to rest a bit."

"Sebastian never stops talking about you whenever he has the chance, really," Schumacher insisted. "The same thing happened when you helped him win for the first time. They couldn't stop talking about you around here for weeks."

Wagner couldn't take it anymore. She didn't know who to trust or what to believe. She felt as if her subconscious was betraying her at every moment, so she turned around and left, knowing perfectly well that she was the center of attention, completely unwanted, of the paddock.

Tears continued to run down her face as she walked away, and the second anxiety attack in less than twenty-four hours was about to bloom, even more so when she became increasingly aware that the scene she had just starred with Red Bull's golden boy would be the headline of all the news, magazines, newspapers, and any existing media starting the next day, if it wasn't already.

As soon as she reached what had become her comfort zone in her most overwhelming moments, she spotted Valentina behind the bar. Concerned for her new friend, the Argentine approached the intern. She had seen her on stressful days, when she couldn't take it anymore, but her completely reddened eyes and paler than usual face made her understand that there was something more than just "I'm nervous, help me."

Before Valentina could ask any questions, Diana began to speak, as if she needed to let everything out:

"I need to tell you everything that has happened," she began to recount with a trembling voice. "Between last night, my father, and now, Sebastian... I can't take it anymore."

At some tables nearby, Nico Rosberg was sitting with Edward Patterson, Sebastian's coach since the beginning of preseason, and with whom the German driving for Williams had become good friends during the last few races. The former couldn't help but overhear part of the conversation, and although he didn't pay much attention at first, Diana's expression, and especially her story, ended up consuming his attention.

As he listened to what the blonde was telling the brunette, his mind began to connect the dots. Cautiously, he approached the American, speaking to him in hushed whispers so no one else could hear:

"Eddie, did you know Vettel had a girlfriend or did he pull a Diana on you?"

The coach shook his head seriously.

"No, I already knew," he clarified. "I found out about her existence when I heard Seb moaning her name while he was jerking off…" he commented in a joking manner, "I think."

Nico's face intensified, and he started making gestures as if he were vomiting at what he had just heard.

"I mean, I didn't see them," the brunette spoke quickly again, "but the 'oh, Hanna, I wish your mouth was sucking me off right now' kind of gives away a lot."

"Do you think Wagner is going to leave?" Rosberg suddenly blurted out, ignoring what Vettel's coach had just said.

He shook his head again, not very sure of what would happen from now on with the driver and the intern.

"The situation is complicated, to be honest," Eddie said, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. "And I don't know what to think. Diana has been working pretty hard in the team: even during final exams, she was giving feedback to Rocky about the races," Patterson informed him. "She never completely disconnected, and yet she still managed to get several honors," Rosberg was impressed when he heard that. He assumed Diana was smart, or she wouldn't be there, but not that much. "I don't know what these two were up to, but Seb should have told her about his girlfriend sooner."

"She looks devastated," Nico commented, pointing to the blonde, who was now lying on the bar pretending to be asleep or dead, he wasn't sure. "Although I'm not going to lie, I think she overreacted a bit," he admitted, "but I don't blame her: she's a woman, but she definitely deserves more respect from Sebastian."

Eddie ignored the last thing Nico said about Diana. He was surprised that the Austrian hadn't said or done anything beyond what she had witnessed. If he had been in her place, things would have gone differently.

"You weren't there, but as soon as Seb's sister started shouting about their relationship, that bitch of Hanna planted a huge kiss on him that looked like it was straight out of a movie," he said with a more aggressive tone than necessary. "So if you call that overreacting..."

Edward Patterson recounted to his friend in detail what had taken place in the Red Bull garage. Rosberg could only nod, with his mouth wide open from the surprise of hearing all that chaos that seemed to have erupted, and that he hadn't witnessed because he was doing more interesting things with a girl he had met the night before.

"I'm sure Hanna was enjoying the whole show," the coach continued. "And if you add to that the fact that Sebastian ran after the other one..."

"Red Bull is going to hell, my friend," he raised his water bottle as if to toast and took a sip. "Cheers to Diana Wagner, and let's hope she realizes she deserves better than that compulsive liar who only knows how to screw things up in everything except driving that shitty car."

No matter how much he pretended otherwise, Nico Rosberg had never stopped paying attention to the blonde who had captivated him so much. If everything she was saying, combined with what had come out of Edward's mouth and the rumors that had started to spread throughout the Nürburgring, Diana had finally found out that Vettel had a girlfriend, and all her rival had done during the time they had known each other was hide behind a mask, giving her false hopes of creating a future together that would never come to be.

The best part? Nico hadn't come out looking like the bad guy, and finally, he could try to win over the girl who had caught his attention ever since he first saw her enter the world of Formula 1.

[...]

DIANA WAGNER'S VOICEMAIL [1 UNHEARD MESSAGE]

Sebastian Vettel left you a voicemail today at 11:33 AM

Hi Di. This is Seb...

You won't hear this because you told me to go fuck off, but... I'm sorry for everything I said the other day. It's not your fault I'm an dickhead...

I really wanted to talk to you about Hanna, but... fuck.

I didn't want us to stop being friends because you might think she'd be mad at you or something.

Honestly, I wanted to explain everything to you in Barcelona, but things ended up being different, you know I almost kissed you and...

Yeah, Hanna, it's nothing!

Damn it, Di, just wait a moment, please. I...

[MESSAGE DELETED]

#f1 #formula 1 #sebastian vettel #sebastian vettel fanfic #sebastian vettel fic #sebastian vettel x fem oc #sebastian vettel x oc #fluff #sebastian vettel fluff #history #diana vettel #emma stone #sebastian vettel imagine

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ryuichirou · 19 days

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A bunch of short ones today; I hope you’re enjoying your weekend!

Anonymous asked:

I was just scrolling through your art and let me tell you, the way you do highlights is sooo satisfactory!

Thank you so much, Anon <3 Super happy to hear that!

Anonymous asked:

I found someone on insta with a daily malleus account who reposted your art (credited) but I figured you might wanna know, idk who exactly runs the account but I have a screenshot. It’s the Sebek x malleus piece where Sebek is flustered over shirtless malleus

Thank you for letting us know, Anon! We really appreciate it. And I think we found it… I’ll deal with it a bit later :)

Look at some of the comments, this is exactly why I don’t allow reposts on other sites, especially insta/facebook/tiktok (the big three lol): we can’t really control who is going to see our content there. We have all the warnings on our blogs, there is a certain understanding that if you follow us, you have to be aware and not mind other content that we post. It kind of sucks when people try to strip that control away from you and post your work to other spaces, when people can shit on us for me drawing things that I want to draw. We probably have some of these people blocked both here and on twitter, and yet they still get to see our stuff when it’s reposted and share their oh so important opinion.

Anonymous asked:

I can't tell if I simp for Crewel because I like him or I just want his coat

Anon, this right here is the biggest mood ever.

It’s probably so unbelievably tender and fluffy and satisfying to touch…

Anonymous asked:

Do you have any thoughts on Jack/Epel? It's not one of my faves but I think they're cute

They really are cute, but unfortunately a little too cute for us :( But we don’t have anything against them. But I talked about them a little bit in this post (the very last ask there).

Anonymous asked:

First Halloween JP voicelines were wild lol.

"I want to fill you up to the brim... with fear of course." -Cater

"Let's have all the fun we want tonight. Now, let me hear you scream all the way to the moon." -Azul

"The sight of you screaming as you try to hurry away... it's irresistible. I cannot hold myself back from chasing after you!" -Jade

"Who would like to be tied up in fear?" -Jade

"First, I will wrap your whole body in bandages ... just kidding." -Jade

"There's no need to look so frightened; I won't bite." -Jade again

"Yield yourself to me and become my servant." -Vil

"Struggling against me is useless ... you won't get away." -Epel

"You might find yourself trembling unable to sleep the whole night." -Lilia

There's also everyone being flirty and then Octavinelle inviting us to spend next Halloween in Coral Sea with them and how fun it is but in Jade's vignette they say Halloween under the sea is terrifying and detail their own near-death experiences during it so... what is their play here

God it was such a good event with so many great and honestly very horny voicelines lol It’s like the NRC students just can’t be normal, for them to scare someone automatically means to also flirt with them and also maybe even assault them. These boys aren’t alright… and I love it a lot.

Epel’s one is hilariously adorable though, like awww you scawwy vampire. Having it here next to Lilia’s is amazing lol

Also Jade straight-up said that he can’t help but chase if someone is running away from him, what a creepy rapid dog.

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sheisbeautyweareworldass · 21 days

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How was the show????

hiiiii

the show itself was sooooo good. he looked so beautiful 🥹 it was insane seeing live the things i’ve seen him doing just in videos for the last 5 years (i’m in the airport rn and i don’t wanna get emotional in the middle of a crowd but yeah !!! sometimes he would something, like that side smirk, and i couldn’t believe he was doing that in front of me and not through a screen). he sounded amazing in every song, but he nailed the high notes in angels fly and his breath control in wayof was incredible. and the crowd !!!!!!!!!!!!! i don’t how it looked on the videos/live, but it was super loud. i was only able to hear him by the end of the greatest (and barely). very loud, excited and people were vibing, dancing and yelling to every song (the only one we didn’t sing loudly along with was chemical, because it’s a new cover).

and you could see how happy he was ????? ofc i’m biased but he truly looked like he was having the time of his life, specially in songs like the greatest, because it was the opening, kmm, because it’s reminiscent of walls, and hoth, because it’s a crowd fave (i can’t stress enough how loud everyone sang this song, i think i dissociated in the next one because i was trying to get over what just had happened 😭), and waoyf, because it’s a slutty song for a slutty country! he also looked so proud and that’s how i found out i craved the validation of an english man… i noticed what he meant when he said shows here are about everyone enjoying the music and not only specific groups of people, because everywhere you looked people were vibing.

barricade was INSANE. we were so lucky no one got hurt because the entire premium pit was moving fast in the direction he went, in every direction you can imagine. i obviously wasn’t able to touch him (if i had i would be here to tell the story), but i could see him and he’s so beautiful. i can’t get over it. half of the things i said last night were various of pretty. i love him. i’m afraid me and parasocial relationship are soooo back.

i gotta be honest, i don’t get how people go to his show and pay attention to anything but him. the only time i noticed his band was when they entered the stage because the show was late and we were all waiting for them 😭 once was louis showed up, i had eyes for no one else and i didn’t want to look at anyone else. that being said, i think they had fun too. there was a moment the light was on steve and he was laughing loudly at isaac o michael and vice-versa.

giant rooks was also great! i’ll have to listen to their setlist for saturday because their performance live was top notch and the stage presence was insane.

that’s not to say things were perfect… they opened the gates later than they should and did everything in their power to slow down. then giant rooks’ started late and louis missed the time for about 20 minutes. i also tripped and scrapped harshly both of my knees and lightly my elbow and spent the entire show bleeding….. but as val said, nothing more me than hurting my knees for louis <3

tldr: louis pretty crowd loud aly injured

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𝜗𝜚 Satoru with a s/o who likes to get stoned

authors note: last thursday when i had ‘an experience’ i do not want to romanticize. i thought about how gojo would react to his s/o being high (because he doesn’t use any mind altering substances) so here i am ft. the notes from my phone i tried to use (i barely formed words) / tumblr doesn’t let me posts blogs with pics so excuse the lack of aesthetics

cw: drug use (mari🍃nna), insecure reader, nickname use princess

"Babe?"

"Yeah, princess?"

"Do you think it's weird how you have a girlfriend who likes to get high?"

— Let's be honest, he's probably used to being around high people because of Geto and Shoko (you can't tell me they don't stone occasionally)

— Satoru overall perception is that you're cute when you're high, because you never talk this much about your feelings with him, especially your feelings for him

— For when you're hyperactive, he probably gonna have a lot of fun, hearing you bubbling and trying to get 194829 things done but not doing shit right. Trust, it's documented in his camera roll.

— If you're rather chill and relaxed he totally enjoys cuddling with you and just watching you looking in the distance or taking 3 minutes to finish one thought. He is totally curious about what you think but wouldn't push it. (especially if you get high to destress from something)

— At the occasion of you having a bad trip he's totally there for you and those are the times he especially doesn't condone you consuming things, when they make you feel like this. But also in general if you would ask him, he would probably be anti-substances for you. Satoru understands the double blade of it, but as for something like mariXXnna, he would rather tease you out of it than having a real intervention. (No confrontation babe)

— He also wouldn't 'initiate' anything sexual or even go for it when you're beyond normal comprehension

— He loves hearing you talk about the most nonsense things. You wanna explain him your personal playlist? Why you sorted those songs that way? What each song personally means to you, which is just crazy specific. He is all ears.

— Your personal sandwich maker for your cravings, doing insane combos to impress you and asking for your opinion, being absolutely honored when you praise him like he created one of the seven world wonders (it's just a sandwich but he knows you eat everything up in that state)

— Now that I think about it, Satoru is probably the most quiet when you're high and babbling because he feels like he can hear you without any barriers of shame, that could stop you from expressing your true thoughts (and he will use anything you told him later to tease you and then he won't shut up, trust)

"- like isn't it useless, am i not crazy for taking it and you're judging me like what if you find me weird and you're normal and i'm weird and you see me as usless and stop loving me-" he finds it cute how you're so worried about all of that when he couldn't care less unless it's harming you in any way.

— (I have no idea if it's just me) but when you tend to be overly insecure about your feelings/expressing your anxious feelings, he will not stop reassuring you. Especially when you ask him 18 times if he knows you love him and that your love is sincere etc.He does take your insecurities as a validation of your love for him though.

"Oh my god, do i act like a drunk person? So i may sound like that. WTF i'm so insecure I have to stop. I'm sorry. I love you. Now I'm being quiet. You won't hear me talking. Omg am I more serious when I'm not high. Am I a drunk person?"

— His personal fave moments are when you start to explain for 15 minutes how much you love him and you start to go in so much detail that it's getting ridiculous. He would while all of that hug you from behind and look at you with the most soft look in his face just nodding and chuckling because you make it for real sound ridiculously.

no reposts on other platforms

#gojo x reader #satoru x y/n #jujutsu kaisen #jjk satoru #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #gn reader #gojou satoru x y/n #gojou x y/n #gojou x reader #jjk gojo #satoru x reader #satoru x you #gojo headcanons #jujutsu kaisen x reader #tumbr is lacking #double drabble

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thelastsaiyanprincess · 7 months

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always been curious abt this in general !! what is it abt tkl kink that draws you into it? i luv learning abt new kinks n why some people are into them ! <3 if u dnt wanna answer tht's okay u can delete this <3!

i am suddenly sosososo shy so im gonna answer under the cut.,,....

to begin, it's really more of a fetish for me because i have a super tough time climaxing without it! its practically hard wired into my brain and there's soooo much i luv but i'll share my fave things!

• i like the feeling/sensation of being tkld, its like experiencing physical giddiness and excitement. i literally feel addicted. i could lay there and take it forever and ever if only it didnt wear me out so much skfhdj

• i like that it's something that only someone else can give to u. as if its sole purpose is to bring us closer 🥹

• i like how excited yet terrified i feel when someone discovers i'm tklish, especially if they ALSO get excited about it! it's like a rush of adrenaline!

• i like that it forces me to let loose, to react in a wild and uncontrollable way and just surrender to my body's urges without overthinking or putting on a performance

• i like the idea of someone knowing my weak spots. i like that it requires exploration of the body. it feels very intimate, especially because most of my hotspots are places only lovers would touch!

• i like it as a form of physical affection, like when someone just wants to see you smile or hear your laugh, or they do it just cause they know you like it!!! eeeeeeee!!!!!!!

• i like how it feels so errogenous!! i get turned on so easily just from a lil bit of it skdbdjs

• i like being teased/lightly humiliated for it! not in a super mean or degrading way, but playful fun! tkling is such a silly kink/fetish, i kinda HAVE to make fun of myself for liking it lolol. and when ppl tease me about it, my head starts spinning and i feel lil hearts floating around fkshdkf its just GOOD ok

• i also like knowing other people's tklish spots for the same reason!

• i like seeing people squirm and thrash just from a few light touches! i like hearing people beg for mercy! i like the sound of frantic laughter and the struggle to form words! im a huuuge lover of reactions in general and tkling someone is one of the best ways to get them!

• i like dominating ppl with tkling, esp if theyre taller and bigger than me! its SO HOT seeing someone else melt in your hands or be broken down by a gentle touch esp because i'm so small! but this is the power i wield! very few things are hotter to me than domming someone w tkling!!!!

• i like laughter!!! cant say it enough but its one of the hottest things about tkling!!!

i know that was long but i hoped i shed some light on it!! 🤍

#asks #this is a longboi #i overshared but i'm deleting this later anyway SKBFSKSBSKSB #you already know too much

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THE TEXT CONVOS !! I hope it looks ok. I left spaces between the texts (ALSO THANK U FOR THE REQUEST 💗 ) 💺 anon

🍊) My little (brat) princess

🍒: Buy pads please!! 🍊: Already did, anything else that may satisfy her majesty? ❤️

🍊: Hi pretty. Can't find my tie, did you took it? It's the navy one 🍒: No, must've been your side chick :( 🍊: Please tell me you're joking 🍒: I'm not 🍊: Woman I practically worship the ground you walk on 🍒: Screenshotting this to Lem. Also your tie is with me :) 🍊: You two got jokes huh

🍒: Pretty women called "sleepless nights worried about my husband" is waiting for me in bed 🍊: Not tonight love. Coming home in 5

🍊: What kind of streets do ghosts hunt? 🍊: Dead ends

🍊: Really want to shoot him in the head 🍒: What are you talking about? 🍊: He's so fucking cocky huh? 🍒: Ladybug? He's not doing anything 🍊: That "we should all order some food" sounded pretty flirty to me 🍒: You deserve the electric chair

🍊: Are you from Mississippi? Cause you're the only miss who's piss I'll sippie [You blocked this contact]

🍊: That nob better stop touching your shoulder before I give him a lobotomy 🍊: Got the "little off the top" looking haircut 🍒: HE ASKED FOR MY NUMBER 🍊: He should see an optometrist since he clearly didn't notice the ring on your finger 🍒: I told him I have a husband 5 times already but he said "it doesn't matter", so I gave him your number 🍊: That's my girl

🍒: [1 image attached] 🍊: Oh my fucking god 🍊: God took his time with you

🍒: Would you be mad at me if I punched you in the face? 🍊: What's the context love? Are we making out and you just started beating me up? 🍒: Why would I EVER do that??? 🍊: You tell me, you were the one who asked. 🍊: Wait you might actually be onto someting here love 🍒: THATS IT, SEX BAN 🍊: WHAT

🍒: What is taking you so long? 🍊: Lady at the cashier won't leave me alone 🍒: Please hurry up I want you to eat me out :( [Tan reacted with ❤️] 🍒: Tell her "husband duties are calling"

🍋) Silly goofy guy

🍋: I'm really over here with Aristotle talking about plumbs and farmers and shit

🍒: Did you actually got into a fight with that Kimura guy just because he said he didn't like my tie? 🍋: Cherry defender first, human second

🍋: Bro is not listening to me 🤼‍♂️ 🍒: I'll hear you out on Henrys 🍋: [voice message: 42:33]

🍋: Got bored so I drew you 🍋: [1 image attached] 🍒: Thanks !! 🍒: Why do I have 3 fingers on each hand though? 🍋: I stole the other four

🍒: Are the cookies you left for me a prank? 🍋: Are they that bad? 🍒: What?? No!! Of course not!! 😊 I loved them!! 🫶 🍋: I got a feeling you're being sarcastic

🍋: Tan said nobody likes lemons 🍒: I'll kill him

🍒: The bartender asked for my phone number 🍋: BOOOOOO 📢📢 every time 🍒: I gave him Tan's number. Wanna catfish him? 🍋: LETS GO I LOVE THE WAY YOU THINK

🍊🍋🍒) The fruit bowl

🍊: The group name is stupid 🍋: IT'S GENIUS 🍒: It's literally what we are 🍊: I think I should've named the group so it wouldn't be something stupid 🍋: "Tangerines are sophisticated" This you❓ 🍒: Point and laugh 🫵🤣 🍊: Piss off

🍋: I burned the pasta 🍊: You can cook? 🍋: I tried 🍊: Never do it again 🍋: Piss off at least I wasn't the one who dropped the pod on the floor 🍒: This is why you two aren't allowed in my kitchen

🍊: I'm just saying, relationships should be 50/50 🍊: She looks pretty, while I growl at anyone who looks at her 🍋: It's getting harder and harder to defend you 🍒: People are gonna think you're insane 🍋: He is

🍋: [1 image attached, it's a selfie of us three] 🍋: BOY WE SEE THEM BABY BLUES 🍒: I swear people don't even say bless you anymore, they just stare at you like that 🍊: Do you two ever stop to think about what you're saying? 🍋: No 😼 🍒: Nope 🍊: It shows

yeah no kidding you aced the shit out of these!!! and they are so fun to read !! I definitely get what you mean now by them being fun😭

LOVE LOVE LOVED them all but these have gotta be my faves

THIS ONE??? had my cracking up. was still thinking about it and laughing to myself ages after reading 😭😭

little off the top and the ring comment 😭

and giving the guy tan number and him saying that’s my girl🫠

god took his time with you??? melting

WHY IS THAT SO ACCURATE!!! lemon definitely sends really long voice messages and spams with videos. like he’s giving you mini personal vlogs😭😭😭 he just starts talking about the most random shit walking around the house. “… yeah they said his car is fucked— no way. I just found this.” and holds it out to the camera and then he carries on with whatever he was saying before

I feel like he struggled to draw all 10 fingers and got fed up so gave you simpson hands instead

#ask #💺#tangerine #tangerine headcanon #lemon #tangerine and lemon

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neet-elite · 16 days

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Hi hi, I wanted to ask a question about writing! I love the way you write (honestly my fave). I want to get into writing fanfic/smut but I don’t know where to start?? I have fantasies ideas but I don’t feel confident in the way I write :’))

Do you have any tips for descriptive writing (for smut and in general)? I’m also interested in what your process is like, if you have one.

Also your event masterlist has me weak I’m acc so excited hehe okay bye <3

hello! thank u so much for ur message! i really appreciate ur kind words, im so happy to hear that u enjoy my writing MWAH !!!

i feel like it's important to note that i only started writing fanfiction because i read a lot of it but was never 100% satisfied with how other people wrote/portrayed my favs. so i started writing because i thought: i could do better, and i think that probably comes into play with my confidence in posting online.

as for writing fanfic tips, i have a few.

write what you find hot. that's literally the bulk of it. don't care for what other people wanna read, write only what you wanna read. i promise that you'll find much more enjoyment doing that, and there'll always be people who are into your brand of hot, yknow?

care not for being "weird" or "cringe". this ties into the above point, but if you feel like someone might dislike a detail of your writing, include it anyway. i strayed from writing things like "angel cunt" for so long because of this, but it's so hot to me !!!! and other people rlly enjoyed it too, so i promise that the right audience will find you and appreciate details like this.

don't be afraid to use dirty words. such as: cunt, cock, asshole, etc.

and also don't be afraid to use normal words. such as: eyes, cum, pretty etc. even if you feel like you're repeating yourself, there's only so many ways to say one thing.

when it comes to descriptions, i like to keep them as plain as possible. say exactly what you mean :D finding other words for things can be tiring, and it can often throw people out of the reading experience if you use the classic "orbs" etc. this is of course down to personal preference, but the general outlook within the fanfiction community (from what i've seen) is the consistent want to just have the words that you mean said, rather than using alternatives.

dont forget the small details! sweat, sounds, smells, is the character smiling during the act? maybe their expression is more pained? a lot of what i write when i write smut is less the actual act of sex itself, and more so the surrounding factors. the bed squeaking, the internal thoughts, etc. smut doesn't have to be 100% sex all of the time.

dont be afraid to get silly with it! it's fanFICTION. want ur character to cum 10 times in a single session? fuckin go for it. want ur character to cum a stupid amount all at once, so much so that it gushes out? go for it. want there to be an extreme size/strength difference? go for it. there are no rules, and if you find it hot, i think you should explore it, because other people will find it hot too.

edit: also, keeping a sort of scrapbook of snippets, phrases, ideas, words, etc that you like can be helpful! i have my own discord server that just has me in it so i can dump information there for future use.

i think that's all for now. most importantly i think is that you write something that you love and find sexy. that's really all i try to do, and i think people can tell when you've enjoyed writing something.

and for my writing process it goes like this:

have a general idea, such as: puppy sam going into heat

maybe take a few direction notes such as: START AT THE SALOON, SAM DRAGS READER INTO BATHROOM, FUCKING ENSUES, CREAMPIE MAYBE?

and then i just write until i'm done.

i never really plan, although i feel like planning is the best option. all of my writing has been done on the fly, with a general theme/idea that i explore until i feel like it's done. i hate planning, so i never fucking do it even if it would benefit me. and im so lazy..... like... i view planning as me writing the fic without writing it, and why would i wanna write it twice LMAO.

unless im doing a bigger project, in which case i take similar, but longer, notes. here is an example:

it's just very barebones so that it gives me some direction, but gives me the opportunity to elaborate and change and add and remove stuff yknow?

most of my writing, however, has been done by giving myself a one line prompt, and then i just go ahead and start babbling nonsense until it starts to take shape.

ANYWAY i hope all of this made sense and can be of some use to you! thank u so much again and i wish u lots of luck in ur writing journey! it's a lot of fun once u get started <3

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it's december 9th, meaning today is my 23rd birthday (which is my favorite number!), which means it's time for...

Lew Writes Wrapped 2023!!!

im including anything that happened after my last bday, so we have some works from december as well. this one's a bit of a weird one for the total word count, you'll see why

it's all treebark from my sideblog / alt ao3. i cannot change. i will not change. for these im just gonna specify the relationship that's the main focus bc thats easier than fandom bc all but like one are third life

dandelion wishing

(Dec, 2.4k, treebark, oneshot) (link)

op movie 6 au for dogwarts in which Martyn is the baron and Ren doesn't know he's dead

id actually plotted out a whole third life au for this movie like months prior and really wanted to write it, so i took it for treebark week and focused it just on these two. it's my fave movie of all time and i obvs had to give it to my fave completely dead team <3

i will admit tho. it did make me back search martyns twitter to see if hes ever posted abt watching this movie. bc i know he likes One Piece and i realized this would bring me into the danger zone (he hasnt ever posted abt it if hes seen it)

A Romance Route for the Doomed Villain?!?

(Dec, 5k, treebark, oneshot) (link)

treebark dating sim isekai parody that spiraled out of my control made in a day-long possession

im still baffled by this one. why was the response to this one so insane?? there was smth in the water the day i posted this bro. a 1:2 kudos to hits ratio for the entire first day is literally fucking unbelievable. 70 comments?? what hold did this fic have on you people. i got fic written about this one?? my friends goncharov'd me in front of my face

really fucking fun to write and the insane response was smth im always gonna remember. i appreciate you guys so much

treesekai also turns a year old in a few days!

Until the Angels Realize You're Not One of Them

(Feb, 7.2k, emerald duo, oneshot) (link)

a traitor phil au which was mostly just me talking about all the reasons i love technoblade

this one... wasnt actually written this year for the most part? i didnt want to not acknowledge it, since it's on my ao3 in this year, but i wont be able to count it toward the total

still. traitor phil au my beloved. hearing him say on his stream he and techno wanted to do a betrayal arc made me feel insane bc i already had this written at the time

missing or obstructed

(2022-present, 12.9k, Grian & Ren, ongoing) (link)

post 3L fic about Ren and Grian seeking out closure with a lot of funny little sleep metaphors

same deal as the last fic, i, uh dont think i actually wrote anything new for missing or obstructed this year either? just uploaded chapters i wrote last year,,, i didnt wanna now acknowledge it, but i wont count this in my total later

i miss her. one day ill actually sit down and write more missing or obstructed. in my doc im JUST at introducing Martyn and i havent written it yet

to reach my mangled debut

(Sept, 4.2k, treebark week, ongoing) (link)

it wouldnt be me if i didnt have an execution somewhere in here. another op au!

THIS. I LOVE HER. when rev and i were plotting out the whole storyline for smop renchanting i was begging please give me this scene i need it and i had so much fun writing it. i rlly need to finish soon but i haven’t had time but please. please check out smop. she’s top of my priority list to update

Three-Dog Night

(Sept, 6.7k, treebark week, oneshot) (link)

BIG DOG. beauty and the beast au!

god im so fond of this au. there’s some rlly good scenes written for this and unposted bc i just need to link them together. honestly i think if i took a month and focused it on this fic alone i could fucking finish it but i don’t have the time ;-;

that said i’m so enamored w this au genuinely. o dunno what else to say i just think. puppy

Cover Me In Roses

(Sept, 3.3k, treebark week, oneshot) (link)

lamplight roleswap! put Martyn in a flower pot

i don’t feel as motivated to work on this one when i have lamplight unfinished so it’s lower on my priorities but know i have like an entire arc of this written and unposted. we just have a few paths for this one and i have to decide which one to use

it’s so wild to me lamplight has like. aus. like this isn’t even the only one? a roleswap. that’s insane? it’s wild that you all like lamplight enough i can even get away with this

First Sign of a House Fire

(Sept, 2k, treebark week, oneshot) (link)

i love superhero stories for two reasons: plots about secrets and adapting the characters to give them powers. this had smth fun for both of them

yellow rose isn’t super high on my list of priorities to update (i think the oneshot is interesting on its own) but one day,,,, it’s part of the many aus cherri and i have but it’s the longest for sure. the doc for just this au is like 100k words long on its own. at the time i draft this cherri and i are actively writing smth else for it in another tab. theres like 4 offshoots and im obsessed w all of them. we had to make ocs about this one. i’m excited to eventually add more to this series

actually that’s one of the scenes i’m most excited for and most dreading adding. we made a backstory oc and im SO attached to him and im excited to post a thing out there w him but. ough. whatever cringe is dead i’ll get there eventually and brute force my way into attaching you to our funky little robot guy

also love that this fic forced me to be decided on a docv characterization that i have to stick to. he may be a canon guy to martyn’s vtuber lore but he’s my oc now too

Blindsided

(Sept, 2k, treebark week, ongoing) (link)

pirate au and royal au based on a big secret and also stuffing a guy in a box and it's all stupid dramatic literally what else do you want or need in life

this is my wife. my favorite. my most beloved. blindsided gives me new illnesses and diseases. i have just one scene to write before i can update it and then i can continue unleashing her. god i love this fic the drama of it is SO fun.

the funny thing abt blindsided is i know all the plot chronologically but now how to Present it which is part of why i haven’t continued too much. eventually i will but until then know that one of the scenes im sitting on which has been fully written is one i think about constantly. hopefully when i post it cherri’ll let free the comic she did for it

i actually have the ending of this fic written i just need to get there lmfao. second on my priority list after smop i think

Cradle of the Leviathan

(Sept, 1.5k, treebark week, oneshot) (link)

i just love mer aus man. whats the point of it all if you cant have mer aus. just get a big ol fish

i have the ending of this au written as well and literally so little of the lead up. but this is pretty low on my priorities. i think this one stands just fine on its own. mer aus are nice like that

we actually have a few mer aus but for now i’ll be focusing on this one. i do have a few sweet post story things written for this one. maybe one day i’ll write enough to post em lmao

Lamplight AU

(2022-present, 47k, treebark, ongoing) (link)

renchanting dnd/fantasy au, martyn's a paladin and ren's a lamp

so i started this au last year. my wrapped last year said my total was 20k, so that means this year's total is.... 27k!

and… it was just lamplight’s birthday and i did all my appreciation for the fic and its readers then, but god. i love this fic so much and i love you all who have read it and been so kind about it. the amount of popularity it has makes it a bit nerve wracking to work on, but i still really want to see it finished. i hope to see the bulk of it done by this time next year!

Six Sentence Sunday

six sentence sunday is a challenge where i try to post six sentences i wrote that week every sunday, to keep me writing every week of the year! i do it over on my writing blog, @driflew

i did not keep up on my six sentences,,, i had a lot of sunday fencing tournaments. i did for ~33 weeks this year! thats a pretty good amount! i’ll have to be more on top of it next year tho

unpublished work

the last few years i havent included unpublished work, but with the extreme bulk of it, i wanted to note it down. cherri @/cherrifire and i have been writing a lot back and forth at each other in discord dms this year, and i wanted to include those in my count! bc holy fucking shit is there a lot of them

i didn’t include collab pieces, just pieces i wrote alone. i also only included the renchanting aus i share w cherri and scarian aus i share w flowey, nothing else—no unfinished lamplight or other independent pieces or oneshots, no original fiction for class, nothing. i also missed a few u haven’t moved to docs yet. so i’m lowballing by a few. thousands. of words

the total for those is...... 135k words! there is,,, something wrong with me

total and end notes

our total this year is...

187512 words!

that might be my highest word count yet! because i caught treebark disease. wild.

something really fun about this year to me is i really loved everything i wrote.

if you want to get me a gift or support me on my birthday… maybe try reading my work and reblogging it or leaving a comment! you can find my writing at driflew or skelew on ao3, follow my writing blog at @driflew, or even consider tipping my kofi!

thank you for sticking with me and supporting me this year! i really appreciate it! hopefully i can break 100k next year too!

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