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hear me out here. street racer bloomic au. they're all on rival teams but in a fun and friendly way like 'we compete and take it seriously but also let's go grab a drink after this, yeah?' kinda vibe. and mc is part of one of said rival teams, one of their best drivers in fact, but their rivalry with xyx is something else. he's all relaxed flirting and grating remarks and it infuriates them to no end. ESPECIALLY if he beats them. and maybe tonight's another race night and they make a bet. what's the bet you ask? read to find out teehee. expect fast cars and drifting. like fast and furious but maybe not bc i've never seen those films. we're going xyx for this one but don't tempt me because i WILL write these for all of them if left unmonitored. anyway enjoy going vroom vroom racing with xyx and maybe falling in love along the way.

Rolling vibrations of car engines reverberated throughout the pit. A generic bass beat could be heard accompanying the sounds of people prepping for the various races of the night. Three sets of racers were to compete for the coveted cash prizes hanging over their heads, along with the burning need to uphold one's reputation as an esteemed driver. The network of racers wasn't small by any means, but they were a closed group of individuals striving for an outlet under the cover of night, expelling the pent up frustrations and stresses of their daily lives. To spend their nights basking in adrenaline soaked energy, all their problems becoming nothing but a faded memory as their minds honed in on the one thing they cared about. Winning. It was their therapy. A method for them all to exalt whatever ailed them alongside other like-minded individuals who craved an escape from the real world. As such, many friendships were formed even between rival teams. It was commonplace for opposing racers to go from a state of dedicated racing to blissfully sharing a drink of two with their opponents. Such was the nature of street racing; on the road they were rivals but the moment the engines cut out they were a tight knit unit, a family some might say.

That rang true for the majority of racers you'd met. Most were perfectly pleasant and enjoyable people to be around, competitive streaks included. However the one shining exception was Xyx, a racer from another team who was sickeningly one of the best drivers in the entire pit along with yourself. And, even worse, he knew it. He carried himself with all the airs and graces of someone who knew exactly how good they were. While for many his demeanour posed as a signifier of his confidence, to you he just looked full of himself—high on the praise that dissolved into his skin from all directions. Part of you couldn't blame him, after all he was very skilled and had undoubtedly earned all of his wins. But the way he would catch your eye from across the pit, running his tongue over his teeth and showing off the piercing that he never attempted to hide as he very obviously examined your body from head to toe had annoyance teeming through your entire body. Xyx didn't bother to hide his intrigue despite how much you rejected his advances or expressed your immense dislike for him. He would never overstep too far, but his shameless flirting saw no end. And it was infuriatingly distracting.

Before a race, all you wanted to do was check your car was in full working order and sit on the hood as you let all the sensations wash over you. The smell of smoke and asphalt; the sounds of people shouting over the music, barking orders for spare parts or placing their bets on who was going to win; the slight nip in the air from the late hour, setting your skin alight with anticipation—it was exactly what you needed to keep your head focused and the straying thoughts at bay. But, of course, a certain someone had other plans.

"Looking lonely over here tonight, doll," his deep timbre thrummed far too close to your ear for your liking. Xyx stood mere inches from you, leather jacket sitting on his shoulders, a loose white t-shirt beneath it that had a neckline so low it barely constituted as a shirt anymore, a layering of necklaces sitting on his exposed chest, tendrils of a tattoo peeking from his collarbone. His black jeans had an array of rips and holes, leading down to the heavy black boots he wore. This was Xyx's usual uniform in the pits, any other attire rare for him save for the occasional pair of old, worn sneakers. As much as you disliked the sight of him, you couldn't deny that he looked good. And he knew it, too, which only spurred that dislike further.

"And you thought I'd want you disturbing my peace?" You reply, barely giving Xyx a side glance as he leaned a hand on the roof of your car.

"You wound me. And after I join you out of the kindness of my heart? Truly a viper's tongue you have."

With an exasperated grimace, you moving off the hood of your car, walking toward your teammates' shared space in search of a water bottle. It was a feeble excuse to get away from Xyx rather than a necessary task, especially considering there was nothing and no one stopping him from following after you. And, to no one's surprise, he did just that.

"Thirsty? I've been known to have that effect," Xyx remarked, watching with a wicked grin as you drank, staring at him with complete and utter disinterest.

"Don't flatter yourself," you offered, screwing the lid back onto the bottle. "You know, for a man who has to follow after someone just for a sliver of attention, you're awfully cocky aren't you?"

"What can I say? I like a challenge. And you, my love, are my favourite one."

Eyeing Xyx with typical annoyance, an idea struck your mind. If Xyx loved a challenge so much, then why not propose one to him? Why not put your racing prowess to the test against one of the best in the business? If it meant you could bring him down a peg or two in the process, it'd bruise his ego just enough to hopefully have him leave you be even if only for a little while. Surely being the competitive man he was, Xyx would never turn down a bet. Folding your arms across your chest, you turned to Xyx with a playful smile.

"Whatever you're about to ask, the answer is yes," Xyx said before you could even open your mouth to propose the question. When you blanched at his eager reply, he laughed. "Call me keen but that look on your face is devastating, doll. You underestimate yourself."

It took a moment to regain your composure, fighting off the urge to give up and walk away to find one of your teammates to get rid of Xyx. But a determination to see this through without backing down had you wrangling that drive to . "First off, calm it. Desperate isn't a good look. Second, I was going to propose a small wager between you and I."

"Oh? Do tell me more," Xyx replied, mirroring your stance as he took a step closer with intrigue. There was a relaxed ease in the way he stood, a haughty smugness rolling off his shoulders as he tilted his head, waiting for you to continue. Something about Xyx tonight had you even more on edge than usual—the slight raise of his eyebrow, piercing glinting under the neon lights of the pit and the lazed smile with which he watched you, appraising each and every movement in your features. He was ruthless. Without even uttering a single word Xyx managed to crawl under your skin and reside there for as long as he deemed fit.

"Tonight's race. A rather big one, wouldn't you say?" You start, holding Xyx's gaze with a determination only he could bring out in you. An unspoken competition of who would back down first, admitting defeat and relinquishing to the other doing so. When Xyx graced you with a courteous nod, you let yourself continue on. "Well, since there's so many eyes on us tonight, how about a little bet? You win and I'll agree to go on a date. But if I win then you stop racing for a month. Practices and such are fine, but all competitive races are off the table."

Without a moment's hesitation, Xyx held out a hand to shake on the deal. "You're on. But before we sadly part ways, tell me, do you prefer Italian or Japanese food? Got to make notes before that date, you know?"

Huffing a sigh, you turned to make for your car. Trust Xyx to believe without a shred of doubt that he could beat you. One day that arrogance would be his undoing, and, if you played your cards right, that day could be today. It wasn't an unreasonable goal considering you'd beaten him numerous times in the past, though you couldn't deny the tinge of concern that come the end of the night you'd have a date to look forward to—or, more realistically, dread. Over the buzz of chatter, victory shouts could be heard as the penultimate race of the night came to a close, leaving its victor basking in the glory of their triumph. It also signalled the oncoming start to your own chance at achieving the same exhilarating rush that came with winning a race. Nothing could beat the thrill of racing under the fusion of the moonlight and what remnants of the distant city lights could reach the secluded spot that housed the makeshift racetrack. It wasn't anything fancy, but there was no better addition to the atmosphere than the thin clouds of dust that trailed corners behind drifting cars. It was truly a rush unlike any other.

A call came from the centre of the pit, announcing the oncoming start to the final race of the night. Glancing around at your opponents getting into their cars, you caught eyes with Xyx who simply blew a kiss, winking as he climbed into his lime green car. It only made sense his car would stand out against the typical sleek black and white cars most racers opted for. As you pulled up to the starting line, your car directly next to Xyx's, he wiggled his fingers in a teasing wave. His signature leather gloves were taunting in the warm lights, the black material stopping just short of the knuckles of his fingers and drawing attention to the cracked black polish decorating his nails. Your heartbeat pounded in your ears as you pulled your eyes away from him with hands tight on your steering wheel as you stared at the road ahead, face contorted in a concentrated scowl. There was no chance you were giving Xyx an easy win. If he wanted to play the cocky racing connoisseur then you'd just have to match his energy.

Music surged, the bass thrumming in your hands as you stretched your neck awaiting the signal for the race to start. Five cars were lined up, In a matter of seconds, the anticipation was shattered as cars burst into action. Foot slamming hard on the pedal, you felt the rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins, eyes blazing with an intense focus. All of your senses honed in on the road ahead of you as though the entire world fell away and all that existed was this very moment. Thoughts of the other cars edging closer or creeping ahead weren't important. Sure, the wager with Xyx lingered in the echoing corners of your mind but it had been reduced to nothing more than a passing concern. The drive to win was nothing compared to the rushing thrill that racing brought. Results never mattered in these moments, even in the face of bets and challenges. All you cared about was how light you felt. There was something magical in the way every hardship and cause of your building stress faded away, the energy once spent on suppressing that tension now released in the tight grip on your steering wheel, the feet on the pedals, and the thundering of your heart in your chest. This. This was what you lived for. Onlookers watched from their vantage points, eyes glued to the blur of colour racing past. Even the crowd was electrified with the overflowing energy radiating from each racer, an all-encompassing vitality that sparked irreverent joy just by existing at this exact place in this exact moment in time.

Minutes that felt like seconds passed, the sounds of car engines and tires the only soundtrack now playing in your ears as you neared the finishing line. During races it was easy to focus so much you were left entirely unaware as to your competitor's positions, but your wager with Xyx had kept some portion of your brain alert enough to keep an eye out for his offensively bright car. You'd passed him not long ago, but the empty space behind you was no guarantee of your victory just yet. In fact, as you turned a corner a revving engine came surging behind you and, just your luck, it belonged to the very lime green car you had been thinking of. Under the dark night sky you couldn't make out Xyx's expression, but the thought of him grinning was enough to spur you on, that determination rising once more as you leaned into the turn. But no matter how much of yourself you poured into each movement of your steering wheel, Xyx continued to creep closer until his car was directly beside yours. Despite every instinct in you screaming how awful an idea it was to steal a glance, you just couldn't help yourself. As much as you despised the thought of it, Xyx was a magnet commanding your attention. It was only a split second, but even the most minute of moments was enough of a distraction to cost someone their win. And, as though he'd sensed your lapse in concentration, Xyx surged forward just far enough that as the finish line approached ever closer, it became increasingly more apparent that you had lost this battle. And as your car came to a stop, pent up tension and frustration overtaking every rational thought, your hand hit the side of the steering wheel. What made it worse is you couldn't even be too angry at Xyx. It was you who'd faltered, after all. Though you weren't going to let him gloat without fighting back considering he had been the very reason you'd had a lapse in concentration. Seeing him striding over, ignoring the clamour of excitement has his teammates and friends congratulated him, you rolled down your window with a grimace. Xyx wasn't going to let you live this down at all.

"Well," Xyx started, leaning his elbows on the open window of your car door. "Looks like someone owes me a date, don't they?"

You were practically seething. So close. So close to getting Xyx off your back but right at the last minute he'd taken the victory right from under your nose. And here he was, all smiles and smug laughter as he bathed in the outpouring of praise from his competitors while you came to terms with what the loss meant for you. Of course his first course of action after crossing that finish line was to come gloat, too.

"Can't complain, doll. You proposed the bet, not me." Xyx held his hands at either side of his head in his innocence. As much as you didn't like to think about it, he was right. You had been the one to bring up the wager and set the winning conditions so it was only right that you followed through with it. Climbing out of your car, shouts of commotion could be heard coming from the crowds though there was no deciphering exactly what they were shouting about. Amongst the noise, Xyx was stood far closer than you'd expected, a hand all but ghosting on your waist as the other came to rest on the now open car door. His eyes were fixated on your face, trailing over every feature that lay before his eyes though he kept falling back to your lips; subtlety was not one of Xyx's strong suits.

"Look, if you really want to kiss me so bad why don't you just grow a pair and do it?" As soon as the words left you, surprise filtered not only Xyx's features, but yours too. Had you really just told him to kiss you?

"There was me thinking I'd have to work even harder to get that date, and now you'd begging for me to kiss you? Who's the desperate one now, doll?" Xyx leaned ever closer, nose brushing yours as you felt his breath on your face.

"I'd hardly call that begging. More of a...light suggestion."

Xyx chuckled, fingers cupping your chin as he moved to close that impossibly small gap between your lips and his. "Always in denial, aren't you? Would it hurt to admit that you like me?"

Fire lighting in your eyes, you grabbed at Xyx's shirt and pulled him to you, lips crashing in the commotion surrounding you. Despite your past efforts, there was little that you could do to catch Xyx off guard, but with that singular move he was entirely and irrevocably wrapped around your finger. It only took him a second or two to react, one hand on your waist as the other tangled in your hair. There was no concern for whoever could be witnessing the display, neither caring who might see or what they might say. And once Xyx pulled back with lidded eyes gazing at you, a man who had finally satiated a deep held desire that he'd harboured for far longer than he cared to admit, he smiled. It wasn't anything teasing or mocking. This was something else entirely. And it wasn't terribly maddening either. For once, it elicited a matching smile from you. One that lingered on your lips despite your best efforts to conceal those innermost emotions you'd pushed far down for a lot longer than even you had known.

"So," Xyx started, swiping his tongue over his lips. "About that date you owe me."

#blooming panic #blooming panic xyx #blooming panic fanfic #blooming panic x reader #blooming panic xyx fanfic #blooming panic xyx x reader #street racer au so good so tasty many many thoughts #don't talk to me for too long about this bc i WILL brainrot at you #RACING BRRR VROOM VROOM NYOOOOOM #yes i also made a playlist just for this fic #anna writes

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rogue-racers-fantasy-artwork · 2 years

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#rogue racers fantasy artwork #fantasy artwork #dark fantasy artwork #anna rigby art #amazing artwork #digital illustration #rogue racer

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annasource · 6 months

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A new racer takes the tracks by storm!

Anna in Disney Speedstorm

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hockeyshmockey · 1 year

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Daniel Ricciardo- Met Monday

summary: when two famous people become lost for words around each other. Daniel Ricciardo x fem!oc

warnings: brief mentions of panic attacks/anxiety!

“How are you?” Sarah asked her client, who was taking deep breaths in a heavy, intricate gown in the back seat of a SUV.

“Just trying not to vomit,” Jane tried to smile at her assistant in a way that was reassuring, but she was sure it came across as forced as it felt.

“You can do this!” Sarah encouraged. “The carpet will only take around 15 minutes, and then it’s just interviews. And you’re scheduled with Emma, you love interviewing with her.”

“You’re right,” Jane tried to breath. She had been in this industry since she was 16, but sometimes it never got easier. Of course, the Met Gala was unlike anything she had ever experience before. The actress had been to Cannes, the Oscars, so many award shows she couldn’t count, but Anna Wintour’s evening was THE event.

When Jane had gotten the call from Valentino, she had been stunned. Though she had done a campaign with the brand the year before, she never would have guessed they would have invited her to the event. But here she was, in a custom designed gown, getting ready to walk one of the most extravagant carpets in the world.

“Yeah, we got this,” Jane took a deep breath and closed her eyes as she felt the car slow, and the sounds outside crescendo as they approached the venue. As the brunette opened her eyes, she met Sarah’s concerned gaze. Giving the woman a more confident smile, Jane looked out the window as their driver hopped out and walked around to the back door.

Here we go, the woman thought as she climbed out and pasted on a smile. She waved as she walked past the wall of fans to where the carpet began. Like Sarah had guessed, once Jane was on the carpet and posing, time flew. She stopped for photos with some others in Valentino, including Pedro Pascal who had listened with a grin as the girl gushed about The Last of Us.

Jane’s grin turned softer as she reached the top of the stairs and saw Sarah waiting for her next to a familiar brunette.

“Oh here we go!” Emma Chamberlain let out her familiar laugh as Jane made her way towards the younger girl. “Guys it’s my girl Jane Richards, from the great outback!”

Jane laughed as she pulled Emma into a little side cuddle before standing in front of her and the camera. “I’m only here so you’ll send me coffee.”

“Fair point,” Emma shrugged. “So, Jane tell us all about the fit!”

“So this is Valentino,” Jane grinned as she ran her hands down her Valentino Pink Creation. “The team really let me dive into this. I loved the idea of doing a pantsuit because I am a whore for a pantsuit, and then they wanted me in a cape, and Marvel hasn’t called yet so I thought this would be my only chance to be in a cape.”

Emma laughed along with the woman as she asked more typical questions before turning to the juicy part of the interview, as she spotted her secondary victim in the background. “Now,” Emma turned to the camera. “As you guys know, Jane and I are besties, and we know deep and dirty secrets about each other.”

“Oh god,” Jane whispered, wondering what the brunette was up to.

“One of Jane’s guilty pleasures is F1 racing,” Emma turned back to Jane. “You were at the Vegas GP preparations last year, you went to multiple races, you’re a huge fan!”

“Oh yes,” Jane nodded. “I grew up in Australia but my family is British so our house was always watching the races. And then when Ricciardo started racing for Red Bull, we had a hometown racer that I was able to watch in real time, it was so cool.”

“Ah yes, Ricciardo,” Emma nodded. “Famously, you have admitted while under the influence of the puppy interview, that he is your celebrity crush.”

“I can neither confirm nor deny,” Jane blushed as she giggled, knowing her confession had over 11 million views on Youtube.

“Well, as much as I hate to do this, which I don’t,” Emma grinned. “Let’s get him over here! Hi Daniel!”

Jane choked on her own breath as she looked over her shoulder to see a head of curly hair walk up to her little corner with Emma. “Oh my god,” Jane coughed as Sarah started to walk over.

“Arms up,” a familiar twang said as tattooed hands grabbed her arms and guided them over her head. “Can’t admit I’ve had this reaction before.”

“Oh my god,” Jane patted her eyes as she reached for the bottle of water Sarah offered. “I am so sorry I-”

“No worries,” Daniel Ricciardo laughed as he came to stand by her. “I was just-”

“This is so fun,” Emma cackled. “Sorry J, didn’t mean to almost kill you.”

Jane glared at Emma as the producer got them another microphone. “Sorry to crash,” the brunette tried to say quietly as they waited for Emma. “I’m really, I mean, I’m a huge fan like-”

“Alright lovebirds,” Emma cut in with a smile. “We’re going to play a quick game of Australian trivia with two of our favorite Aussies.”

“Do you want to hold this or-” Daniel fumbled the microphone as Jane moved closer to him.

“No it’s ok I think,” she tried to play it cool. “We can be team mates.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Daniel laughed as they turned to Emma who had 10 questions ready to go.

No one was surprised when the rest of the Vogue interview was filled with laughs, memes and sneaky looks between Jane and Daniel. As Emma said goodbye to them, Jane grabbed Daniel’s arm and made a head nod to a corner away from the cameras.

Daniel was confused, but happy that the woman in front of him wanted to keep speaking with him. He knew after tonight he would have texts from all of his friends giving him so much shit for the cluster he made of his first chat with the woman, but she seemed just as flustered.

“So, first off, fuck McLaren,” Jane laughed nervously as she looked into Daniel’s eyes as he laughed with her.

“Thank you for the solidarity,” Daniel smiled that signature beam that Jane mirrored.

“I just felt it was important to tell you, that when I was in the car on the way here, on the verge of an anxiety attack, I thought on your quote about enjoying the butterflies, and it really calmed me down. And I think it is so admirable the way you can be yourself with the way you were treated last season and-”

“Go to dinner with me,” Daniel blurted out, cutting the rambling blushing woman off. “I’m sorry, but I would hit myself if I didn’t get to talk about this with you when eight hundred cameras aren’t tracking us and I can get myself together enough to flirt with you.”

“Oh,” Jane looked at him wide eyed. “You want to flirt with me?”

“Haven’t you seen the memes that came out after your puppy interview of me admitting you’re my biggest celebrity crush,” Daniel winked. “I feel like I owe you a meal that doesn’t cost a few grand a plate.”

“I’m more of a burger and chips type of girl,” Jane smiled softly.

“My type of girl,” Daniel grinned.

The next day, the f1 gossip pages were filled with clips of Daniel and Jane’s interview. Emma Chamberlain would later get a huge flower arrangement and wine from two Australians for forcing them together.

#daniel ricciardo #daniel ricciardo imagine #f1 #f1 imagine #f1 imagines #Formula 1 #Formula One #formula1 #formula 1 imagines #formula one imagine #formula 1 imagine #formula one imagines #Formula One Driver #imagine #fluff #daniel ricciardo x oc

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applbottmjeens · 2 months

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In case you wonder who Anna's favorite racer is... (sorry Gaz)

There are two ABJ post styles: Shitpost and Angst

Canon is decided by whatever the most entertaining

#call of duty #mw2 #modern warfare 2 #modern warfare oc #mw2 oc #cod oc: annabelle “gremlin” pham #kyle “gaz” garrick #the almighty duo #daniel ricciardo #f1 #formula 1

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scrapsoffrozen · 4 months

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here we go!

#disney speedstorm #princess anna #anna of arendelle #frozen #scrapsandsuch #racer au #anna my beloved

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captainstrawberrywings · 5 months

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Here’s another Graffart collab With Shaman king this one is Fairytale themed

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megahorous · 7 months

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I finally got to try Shaman King: Power of Spirit after all these years !

I wanted to use it for GHOST for that Halloween Challenge, but there was a delay getting started. But, this may have been for the best

#Shaman King #Power of Spirit #Grouvee #Yoh Asakura #Meril Inugami #Anna Kyoyama #Force Millenium #Tao Len #Trey Racer #Lyserg Diethyl #chess

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cherryflavoredgloss · 2 months

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13 Going on 43

Luke Hughes x fashion editor! OC

Meet Satine Li aka Sally

AU Masterlist

→ Satine was born May 7, 2002 to a business mogul father and actress/model mother in Monte Carlo, Monaco!

→ She went to boarding school when she was young and actually graduated pretty early due to her stellar grades and performance (she graduates around 16 years of age)!

→ Later moves to the east coast to pursue a higher education. She attends UPenn, Wharton Business School for two years and then goes to Parsons in NYC for a year!

→ Her name is Satine, but her nickname that everyone calls her is Sally-> it’s just a shortened version of her full name

→ She’s nearing her 20th birthday when she gets the opportunity to work directly under Anna Wintour! Later it evolves into her getting a fashion editor position! (Clarification that Anna Wintour is the editor-in-chief of Vogue and Satine is just a fashion editor so she doesn’t actually replace Anna!)

→ She’s modeled extensively (nepotism🫣..) before becoming a fashion editor and has met a lot of her long time friends from it (Kaia Gerber, Bella Hadid, Amelia Gray andmore)!

→ Likes to cover a lot of areas of fashion and art! She’s known to create very creative spreads and lends her talent to vogues around the world! However, she’s really more well known to also merge fashion and sport together! She helped Louis Vuitton create THE well known Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo campaign and is known to help F1 racer Lewis Hamilton with his outfits during GP’s in the paddock and official events. She’s become Lewis’s unofficial stylist at this point!

→ Also because she is from Monaco, when she was younger she was and still is friends with the Leclerc family! Since Arthur and Charles are both racers- she also offers her fashionable expertise to them!

Random Facts:

→ If you guessed correctly her name is inspired by Satine of moulin rouge! I just love the name so much and it’s still pronounced “sa-teen”

→ She LOVES to cook! Her love language is cooking. Making homemade meals for those she loves is such a special thing for her. She regularly hosts dinner parties for her friends!

→ She’s known to be a fashion icon- but she doesn’t stick to any set style! She likes to dabble in random styles and doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion!

→ Seems intimidating because of her background, but is a total sweetheart!

→ Has a tik tok where she regularly goes viral because she posts a lot of pranks and dance videos with her friends! Not to mention her friends are superstars like Lewis Hamilton so she’s giving people CONTENT 😭

→ Also has a private tik tok account with no followers so she can favorite edits of different people (SHE’S ONE OF US!!)

Anyways…please enjoy some background on Satine!

#13 going on 43 #luke hughes x oc #nhl imagine #luke hughes fanfiction #luke hughes fanfic #nhl fanfiction

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ericmicael · 7 months

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Disney's "Super Mario Kart" will have "Frozen" and surprising no one, the racers will be the people from "Frozen 1": Elsa, Anna, Olaf, Kristoff and Hans.

#disney speedstorm #disney games #frozen

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anjendurian · 7 months

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Collar: https://www.simsdom.com/downloads/211295/sc-115-niko-necklace-sims4

Anillos: https://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/details/category/sims4-accessories-female-rings/title/natalis-multi-rings-set-ft-fa/id/1272436/

Medias: https://irinkakic.blogspot.com/2015/03/ts4-stockings-cat.html

Botas: https://www.tumblr.com/tunayegit/187577862556/better-than-mosc-boots-hoi-guyss-welcome-to-my

Piscina

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Traje de baño: https://www.patreon.com/posts/heat-wave-46981825

Verano

Pelo: https://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/details/category/sims4-hair-hairstyles-female/title/anto-daisy-hairstyle/id/1462733/

Flequillo: https://www.patreon.com/posts/bangs-collection-63414540

Gafas: https://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/details/category/sims4-accessories-female-glasses/title/sindra-glasses/id/1389486/

Top: https://www.simsfinds.com/downloads/308368/elliesimple-racer-top-sims4

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Medias: https://www.patreon.com/posts/wrinkled-socks-74563612

Zapatos: https://www.simsfinds.com/downloads/290384/islay-jordana-sneakers-am-af-sims4

Invierno

Pelo: https://simpliciaty-cc.tumblr.com/post/714702966153723904/dana-hair-super-long-sleek-hairstyle-with-one

Flequillo: https://www.patreon.com/posts/bangs-collection-63414540

Top: https://www.simsfinds.com/downloads/316154/shanna-set-by-belaloallure-sims4

Chaqueta: https://fangchuti91.wixsite.com/fangchuti/post/jennie-jisoo-boombayah-top-cc

Falda: https://www.patreon.com/posts/ts4-hongdae-41686411

Medias: https://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/details/category/sims4-accessories-female-leggings/title/fatale-stockings/id/1434101/

Tacones: https://madlensims.tumblr.com/post/702837813656305664/hesper-pumps-lets-get-this-party-started-sexy

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